The Unknown

Posted on Tue Oct 7th, 2025 @ 2:26am by Lieutenant JG Diana Morrison

516 words; about a 3 minute read

Mission: Collating Data
Location: USS Crazy Horse

Lieutenant Diana Morrison had been stuck on Starbase 343 for the past week waiting for the USS Sunrider to swing by the station for personnel pickups. But due to this unexpected threat, the hospital ship had been redirected to assist with severely injured refugees. Thus, delaying her return from the temporary assignment. The USS Sunrider had been her home for the last few years and Diana had been looking forward to returning back. But more importantly, she worried about her parents and brother who were on Earth during the attack. There had been no communication from them and no way to contact the Sol system to see if they made it out of there. Mass confusion was the best way to describe the current state of the Federation, as well as Starfleet right now in general.

Making her way through the crowd to the docking port, carrying a single duffle containing all her positions of the last few weeks Diana entered onto the Crazy Horse. This was now going to be her home due to a last minute reassignment.

A Petty Officer who was one of many, stood in front of the door, assigned with the task of getting people on board quickly. "Name ma'am?"

"Lieutenant Junior Grade Diana Morrison," she answered. "Counseling division."

The Petty Officer raised an eyebrow as he pulled up her information, confirming identification. Handing a PADD over to her. "Alright Lieutenant, here is your room assignment."

"Thank you."

As the young man stepped to the side, Morrison proceeded to move forward onto the Galaxy class starship. In all honesty, she wished that there was more that she could do to assist with the evacuation that was rumored to be taking place on the worlds closest to the Sol system that might be on the path of these Borg. After unloading her gear, she would likely find the Chief Medical Officer and see if he required any assistance.

In the back of her mind, the thoughts of her ex-boyfriend Tony Johnson crossed her mind. The relationship had ended years ago as he had wished to focus on his career. But she had heard that his ship the USS Ahwahee had been lost during the last Task Force's encounter with the Borg. There were a few survivors, but there was zero yet on the survivors are the losses to that crew. All she could do is simply hope that he made it off the ship. All this radio silence was a complete waste in her humble opinion. It wasn't as if the enemy didn't have a clue where their worlds, colonies, stations and starbases were located. People had the right to be given direct answers to their questions. The unknown was going to cause even more mental concerns, which was already beginning to take affect from what she had noticed in just this short time. When the opportunity presented itself, Diana would bring up this concern to the Captain. But in the meantime, she would settle in and get counseling set up to assist those in need.

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Ltjg. Diana Morrison
Counselor
USS Crazy Horse

 

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