In her quarters, at last, Sel fell back on her bed and breathed out a heavy sigh. The pain in her chest, the longing deep inside, made her hand move between her breasts and rest right over her heart.

"Computer, begin log," she said as she sat up. There was a small beep to let her know the log recorder had begun recording. "Well, here I am. I didn't think I'd ever be in love. Not really. Love is something other people do. Not me. But then again, where he was. Right place at the right time I guess." She sighed and ran her finger over where her earring had been. "A dash of Deltan pheromones and boom. I don't think that's how many love stories begin. Two morons in a desperate time just barely saving the day and then tearing each other's clothes off." She let out a laugh. "Well, some action flicks end that way. Our hero saves some piece of eye candy and then they ravish each other as the camera pans away. Classic shit really. I never did get to drag Sarresh to the holodeck movie theater program. I remember the first time I went to it. I gave the guy head right there. I felt so naughty. He was a real piece of work. I wonder how Sarresh would react, knowing that I did shit like that. I wonder how he'd react if I did that to him."

She rolled onto her side and stared at the bulkhead. "Fuck I miss him. I never realized how empty this fucking ship was until this happened. Now he's out there and I'm here. I wish I could hold him again. Maybe fuck in the shower and then on the bed. Fuck, the second I see him I am going to fucking grab him and kiss him, I don't care who is around." She paused to bite her lip.

"I hope he's okay. I hope they didn't do anything to fucking gross to him," she sighed and forced herself to sit up. "I guess it's my job to make it to him. To somehow rescue him. I can do that. If they get me close enough I've got a big ol' gun that can cut through whatever they throw at me. I'm pretty much unstoppable. I'll make it to him. I know it..."

"End log."