"Freedom's Just Another Word..."

Travis sits at his station, staring out at the stars. There's not much for a navigator/pilot to do, no ships, no nearby planets to investigate, not even any interesting stellar phenomena. Just space dust.

Which leaves him too much time to think.

He thinks about his family, the Horizon, how badly he wanted to leave and join Starfleet. Family stifled him, especially in their close confines.

In Starfleet, Travis figured, he'd be free to go his own way, never haul freight again.

He never realized that freedom would mean losing so many of the things that were important to him.