Recovering From Christmas

It's not easy having Christmas Day  on the Enterprise.

Sure, it's fun unwrapping the pressies. The ship is virtually silent while the crew unwrap the gifts from their loved ones, but we still have to keep an eye open for any hostile forces. It's not like any aliens are going to turn round and say they will invade tomorrow instead when they learn it is Christmas Day.

Bev and I exchanged presents. I must admit that my favourite was the negligee that she bought for herself. We both enjoyed that, but err....I think that's all I need to say about that!

When the time was automatically announced that Christmas Day was over, Bev and I came our of where we lived. Everyone seemed a lot more happier, if not very tired.. Even Data had a big smile, as he held hands with Jenny. I think Data must have his emotion chip on.



"Uh...hi Captain." says Jenny.

"Good morning Ensign." I say, "Have you not slept well?"

Jennifer Baxter looks somewhat embarassed, as if sleep is the last thing she and Data have been doing.

I must admit that Bev and I are somewhat tired as well. I may have to forego my usual drink of Earl Grey tea and settle for black coffee instead.

On the way to the Bridge, we meet Riker and Deanna, then Worf and Jadzia, who all seem like they are competing for an awake endurance marathon. Even Britney and T'Pol come out of their quarters propping each other up.

Eventually I get to the Bridge and sit in the welcoming arms of the Command Chair.



"Urrr....Where are we, Mr Data?"

"At position 3.27 in thr Epsilom Sector heading towards Starbase16." he promptly replies. I wish he would fall asleep sometimes. Maybe I'll just switch him off and let the others think that.

Christmas Day is one of the best days of the year, but the after effects can be devastating on the body. One of these times we'll come out of our Quarters and find ourselves enslaved and the Enterprise being sold for scrap because some aliens boarded.

Well it won't be this year!