"Thanks for that, I felt like a freak just standing there with everyone staring at me." "No problem, oh by the way I'm Commander Charles "Trip" Tucker III and this is Lieutenant Malcolm Reed." "Nice to meet ya." "God he talks like you! Must be American." "Nope. Little further north... I'm Canadian." "So what do you think of the ship?" "Well all I saw was Sickbay this room and the hallway that's between it. I'll get back to you on that one."
"Trip why don't you join us with the Sub- Commander for breakfast?" "Ahhhh... sure Cap'n. I'll see ya later Mal." "So Hugh you just met my Chief Engineer and my Tactical Officer." "Did I?" "Yes you did and if you will follow me we can eat." "Captain why is everyone pretending that there is nothing wrong? When clearly there is something that is bothering everyone?" "Huh?" "Well take the Christmas decorations. They look forgotten! Now I may not be on top of the protocols and all about decorations and such stuff but no one is happy! Is there no one here that can honestly tell me that they're happy?!" "Are you trying to make a point?" "I was hoping you'd say that." Hugh had a twinkle in his eyes.
"Maybe I could do something to help." "You help? You just got here." "Doesn't matter! Obviously someone has to rekindle the Christmas spirit. Captain let me prepare the best Christmas ever!" Jon looked around at his crew that once had smiles on their faces as they would explore new parts of space. Those faces now replaces with images of sorrow and grief, since they entered the Expanse. "I'll take with my senior staff about it." As they crossed the room everybody at various ties would look up at the new guest, then looked back down and resume their conversations. Jon then took Hugh into the Captain's Mess where he met T'Pol, the Vulcan First Officer. They ate and asked all sorts of questions. Hugh was enjoying this, they were talking about everything that was going on and what ad changed since he was frozen. Then Hugh asked about Christmas again. "I was wondering if I could plan something a little more festive for Christmas. Captain Archer said that he would discuss it with his senior staff, but I would like to be there when he did."
"Morale is at a low right now. Having someone prepare a festivity could boost the Morale. I have no objection to the idea as long as certain guild lines are maintained." Hugh took that as a yes from T'Pol. "I love the idea, but what did ya have in mind?" "I uhhh... was thinking something along the lines of a formal ball or dance. There would be more but that would be a basis of the festivities."
They all looked at each other then to Jon. "Alright Hugh you can create this 'celebration' from Christmas. There will be conditions attached. First it cannot get in the way of a Tactical Emergency. Second you can't steal my staff to help. You can find volunteers, but there will be no one skipping shifts to help with this, understood?" "Yes... sir?" "Hugh just realized that he didn't know how to address the entire crew. "Captain works for now. Stick with ranks for now." "Yes Captain, I should probably be getting back to Sickbay for the rest of my stuff. Ummmm... where will I be staying?"
"You will be staying in Dr. Phlox's room. As a Denobulan he only needs one week of sleep per year, so you will be staying in the only room available. I suggest you begin to move your personal belongings to the room, because I can't wait to see what you have planned for us." "You'll... have to wait and see won't you?" Hugh then got up and about to leave until... "Uhhhh... can someone tell me how to get to Sickbay?" So after getting directed to Sickbay, Hugh quickly gathered his things and with the help of Phlox settled into his new residence. As it turned out it was a long day for Hugh. He began to explore the rest of the ship. Soon figuring out on entire deck. Soon Hugh found the gym, Amoury, Engineering and the Bridge. Like everyone else Hugh had to sleep, so as he prepared for bed he prepared for tomorrow. 'Tomorrow I start on Christmas.' With the he slept the most uneasy sleep. 'They must never find out. Never!'
Over the course of the week, Hugh had now met just about the entire crew and was beginning to gather ideas and suggestions for the celebrations. Only thing left to do was to get proper decorations. The ones that were up were— sad, to put it nicely. They really needed his help. 'Morale Officer, haha if only. So much to do, so little time.'

A/N: So many new ideas hitting me. Just so you all know this story is already written out so I only have to upload it.... Still would love to hear from you people so my next ones could be better. :)