"You should sit down, dear.", Bell looked at Christine.
Christine had already been through the ringer today dealing with the press conference to proclaim Admiral Tan as interim Commander in Chief while Admiral Viceroy dealt with the loss of Lindsay Viceroy.
Not only did she do multiple interviews with Deveniss and Tan but she had to deal with the a Federation Broadcasting Network questions about the new leadership and about Branson diplomacy in the Klingon Empire. Christine had to maintain some decorum even though she did not think much of Branson.
She did not know why Bell wanted her to sit down. She could take an onslaught from a press corps way easier than a barrage from her lover. Bell sat down silently.
"I don't know how to say this so I will just do the marine thing a proceed head long into the battlefield.", Bell took a deep breath..
He picked up a PADD from the table.
"It's a boy.", Bell tried to be humorous in the announcement.
There is no way to cover infidelity with humour. Bell had obviously cheated on Christine. The couple had a child of their own, the hybrid Jakarta but Bell had always wanted a pure Antican offspring. Christine knew that but she never expected him to take advantage of this desire.
Bell looked at Christine, "It is not uncommon for pack animals to have multiple mates in the pack."
Christine was not in any mood for some sort of Antican sociology lesson. She looked at Bell, "Your bitch is obviously calling. You'd better go to her."
Bell looked at Christine, "You were with Tracer!"
"Not while we were a couple!", a tired Christine shouted.
Christine was very hurt. She went to the fighter bay to look for Tracer. She had betrayed him but at least he knew her and maybe could help comfort her. Click told the Romulan Hybrid that Tracer had joined the humans in the holo suites for a 6th century Earth fox hunt. Click started grumbling about stupid human activities. The group at invited the Insectoid but he saw no desire in chasing a fox with a bow and arrow and then finish the days eating meat and drinking ale.
Christine transferred into the hunter's paradise and headed towards the tavern. She had to find Tracer. She needed someone's company. She removed the cloth undershirt and just wore the armour skirt.
Tracer and his human colleagues were yelling, swigging ale from metal chalices when Christine walked in.
"Oh oh, Tracer! Your wench has arrived.", one of the boys yelled out looking over at the beautiful hybrid.
Tracer looked over to see Christine and knew immediately that something bad had happened. He smiled and walked over picked her up and twirling her around. Christine felt rescued.
In that moment, she needed to be rescued.
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Christine T'Nley
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