I was standing along the front of the quarter deck looking out at the stars the formations beautiful sight it was the vibrant blues and shimmering diamond like stars but...something didn't feel right the air was thick all of a sudden...Perhaps an oncoming storm I mumbled to myself. "Lovely night eh Doctor?" I jumped and looked over and seen Mister Arrow. "Oh, Aye sir." "The stars united my wife and I." "Oh Really?" "Aye, she lived in a small town I was stationed outside of." I smiled slightly it amazed me how a couple could stay together with his occupation. "My wife she's a sight...sweetest woman in the galaxy but always in such a fuss." He chuckled then.
"What does she think of this empidenture?" "Ah, well, she finds it a bit of tomfoolery but Doctor as long as I have her...I don't care if it is real or not.." I smiled and then he bid me adieu walked into the captain's quarters. I, in his wake, went back to staring at the stars I then noticed the warmness of the air the space temperature had certainly rose. "Docta." I jumped as I heard the admirals voice behind me. "Yes ma'am?" "Take care a 'er?" "P-Pardon." "My sister." "Ma'am why would I have to take care of her?" "Because she-" what she was going to say got cut off by the ship tilted to one ship by a sudden. I grabbed Lorraine before she fell overboard and grabbed my looking glass. "Oh my Goodness t-the start Pronulsid, it's gone...SUPERNOVA!"
I heard the captain yelling orders to the crew as she dashed behind me up to the bridge as I seen her sister grabbing her children and putting them in the stateroom I then heard the glass shatter in that very room. I bit my lip and ran up to the monitors and began shouting coordinates and suchs to Amelia-er The captain. I heard Mister Arrow shouting something about life lines and tieing down the sails. After what seemed like a lifetime I noticed it seemed to be getting a bit darker and looked to see a rather large piece of star heading right for us!
The crew was running around practically for their lives with nowhere to go, I started saying my prayers under my breath that it wouldn't hit us. It slowed the rolled backwards.
"That's not what I meant.." I mumbled under my breath and ran over beside Amelia-er the Captain-or ...whatever. "It's devolving into...BLACK HOLE!" Amelia ran over to the wheel as i ran back to the controls,the wind blowing even harder. " blast these waves! They're so deucedly erratic!" "No, Captain. They're not erratic at all. They'll be one more is 48 seconds followed by the biggest magilla of them all!"
Whatever I said she must've liked because she said "Brilliant Doctor! We'll ride that last megilla out of here!" then she shouted orders to mister Arrow and Jim telling him to check on the life lines. One strong wind blew and I looked up to see Arrow helping Lorraine up before another stronger wind blew me and Amelia off our feet. I stood back up in time to see our last one was approaching. "Captain! the last wave! here it comes!" Then the entire Legacy was engulfed into darkness, the air was thick and I could hardly breathed , if this was my end this was one hell of one. Suddenly the wind blew the last magilla had hit!
The Legacy was sent rocketing back into clear space in the process though I am afraid I ended up losing my footing and was sent into a coil of rope. The crew was cheering Amelia I stood up untangling my self. "C-Captain that was that was the most-"" oh tish tosh Actually, Doctor...your astronomical advice was most helpful." "Well, uh, uh-thank you very much! Well, l have a lot of help to offer anatomical-anatomically-as-astronomically." I did not just say Anatomically to her ...Oh my God...I slapped my forehead in disgust in my damned stutter. I heard Amelia called for mister Arrow...but oddly enough the man didn't come or even reply... 'Good Lord I hope he isn't hurt...' then the matavor Scroop came up with...mister Arrow's hat in his pincers. "I'm...afraid Mister Arrow has been lost." I felt my heart drop as I thought of everything Arrow had told me before the storm...
Amelia said a few words for him of the great man he was I only bent my head to pray...As she brushed past me I placed my hand on her shoulder. She shrugged it off and I heard her say "What am I to tell Maddie." as she ran into her stateroom.
I sighed and started to my room when I seen the two young children of the admiral running to their mother, she was cut and bruised I walked over there to offer my help. "I'm fine docta simple rope burns..." she looked up to her sister's stateroom as did I...I really wish there was something I could do...I knew what she was going through...if only I could tell her...
I would not cry.
That's the last thing I wanted to do.
I paced my stateroom, my stomach turning itself into a sickly knot that I had to keep down with all my might to avoid throwing up. I needed something-I needed relief. A distraction. I didn't want to realize he was gone, I refused to. What was I to tell his wife, his children? The bond he held with them was strong as steel...
I began getting panicky, desperate. The knot was working its way up my esophagus and causing me to gag. I shakily unlocked my gun cabinet and pushed aside the box holding the map to Treasure Planet. I pushed down a slight indentation in the base under it, a door opening that contained a good amount of alcohol. I grabbed a bottle of strong whisky, ripped the cork off with my nails, and took a big swig. I breathed in relief as the burn traveled down, through my stomach and causing chills throughout the rest of my body. The knot disappeared as I wiped stray whisky from my mouth. Steadier, I went to my desk, took another swig, and then removed my jacket. I didn't bother with the crew, nor did I lock my door. I didn't care much of anything at that moment, I just wanted to forget, abandon... If my throat hadn't stung I'd had fooled myself into thinking it was all a dream, that I'd wake up and joke about it with Samuel over coffee.
But no, we'd never have coffee again.
I soon forgot what time was, if it existed, what it meant. I was drowned, drowned in whisky and rum and sherry and any other alcohol I could find in my stateroom, my room, I even entered Samuel's, though he had none. I was on my fifth bottle when I heard a knock, dull and echoing, from the door. I thought how much I needed to stop drinking at that moment, managing to slur out a, "come in."
The door slowly opened to reveal two Delbert's. I really needed to stop drinking.
"C-Captain?"
"'ello Doctor." I muttered, finishing off the bottle of brandy I had and tossing it to the side with theo others. His eyes widened. "Why, why captain you're going to kill yourself!"
"Good then!" I yelled, jumping up and feeling the room turn to the side, stumbling to the right till I fell on my ass. "Let me die!"
Delbert seemed to have none of that. He came over and lifted me from the floor, putting a supporting hand on my hip and shoulder. "No, no. You needn't join i-"
"It's my fault!" I wailed. "If I 'adn't had idiot Hawkins tie those lifelines, hic, if I'd done it my d-damn self he'd be alive! I-I should be the one out there, swurling in the ab-abyss!" I began hiccuping and choking on my own words, tears escaping my eyes in my drunken fury with myself. I escaped Delbert's grasp and stumbled to the corner of the room, grabbing a bottle and attempting to hit myself over the head with it. I knew I wasn't in my right mind. Delbert ran over and took it from me, picking me up in his arms bridal style and walking my sorry drunken ass to my room, myself screaming all the while. I glimpsed Lorraine standing in the doorway of the stateroom, looking almost scared.
Delbert set me on my bed and, as I got up and began thrashing at him, degrading him and cursing him, he simply held a hand out and kept me away as he locked the door.
"Now, now, Captain you need rest." He said calmly.
"Rest? I don't need any damned rest 'less it be permanent and painful!" I growled, punching his chest. He stood there and let me, wincing and now and again trying to block, but otherwise just letting me have my way. Eventually I moved from him to the wall, screeching and hating everything, including the wall. Damned wall. For whatever reason I just broke down after that, falling to my knees and crying, limply residing to the floor and curling in a ball. "I'm s-sorry S-Sam! S-Sam I'm s-so s-s-sorry! I-I'm sorry..." I wept into my knees that I hugged to my chest. Off to the side, Delbert stood calmly before, when I was all but a shaking ball of grief, picking me up and setting me on my bed.
"Captain, you need sleep." He said. I sniffled and looked at him. "I don' wanna wake up." My voice was kitten like, embarrassing to say the least.
That's when he looked me in the eye and said the words that kept me alive: "Samuel wants you to wake up."
I had a moment of drunken realization and nodded, standing and beginning to strip right then and there. Like the gentleman he is, Delbert covered his eyes. Once in my underthings I fell to my bed and curled up. Just before dozing off, I saw Delbert take my blanket and put it over me. Resting a hand on my shoulder, he hesitated for a small bit before leaning over and kissing my cheek. "Sweet dreams Amelia." He murmured, then left. I turned on my side and slept, taking comfort in knowing Samuel, though not in the room near mine, was still keeping an eye on me. He did, after all, let me keep Delbert.
