Title: The Infinite Diversity of Brothers and Sisters
Chapter: 1
"Brothers are like streetlights along the way, they don't make the distance any shorter but they light up the path and make the walk worthwhile. – Anonymous
Michael
I trust this message finds you well. Although intuition (Can you imagine Father's frown and Mother's smile at my use of such an illogically vague term?) tells me that all may not be well in your world on the Shenzhou.
There is something else. It is not unusual for Father to be gone for long periods of time. His many duties keep him busy. Yet, these past two weeks have him gone at hours different than his usual habit and schedule. When he does come home he seems exhausted and troubled. Mother fusses and asks questions that he will not answer. He holds himself so carefully to diminish the furrow of his brown and the dark circles under his eyes. Mother sees right through it as always. But there seems little we can do to assist him through this time or whatever the nature that darkens his features.
Last evening I overheard Mother and Father speaking behind closed doors. Mother mentioned your name and in response, Father raised his voice and spoke sharply. Quite unusual, as I'm sure you would agree. It troubles me. Are you well, Michael? Are you content in your post as Captain Georgiou's first officer?
Father and I parted on difficult terms after our last discussion concerning decisions about my advanced studies. I admitted to him that my ambitions ran toward Star Fleet rather than the Science Academy. Although he didn't say so, I could tell he was displeased. Sister, if you have time from your busy duties contact me. Mother assures me that whatever I decide I will have a proud mother. She means well, but Father doesn't understand and I wish to discuss this with you.
Peace be with you, Sister
Spock