Jaime's shift ended a few minutes later, she stayed and caught up
with the latest with Ryan. Jaime hadn't seen him since First Contact
with the Empire.

***

We laughed and suddenly heared an, "Ahem."

Ryan turned around as Jaime grew quiet; my green eyed blonde wingman
was standing with her arms folded behind her, "Hello Ensign Kara
Pike."

"Hello, sir," she replied as her emerald eyes glared at Jaime.

"Have a seat," I politely stated as Jaime felt a bitter blizzard hit
her.

"Thank you," she lowly answered.

"Ensign Pike, Jaime Whitaker."

"Hello," she coldly stated to Jaime.

"She's Captain Whitaker's daughter," I added as I threw an arm around
my red headed friend.

That little tidbit of information quickly changed her snobbish
attitude, a tropical breeze blew in, "Hi Jaime, it's a pleasure to
meet you."

"Hello, Kara," Jaime replied, "I'll flag down Timea if you'd like
something."

"Yes, please."