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A few hours later, after a long sleep, Anya gradually opened her eyes. She found herself covered in a warm blanket, and noticed that there was a lack of Pavel in the room.

'Knowving Pavel, he's most likely back on zhe bridge resuming his duties,' Anya thought to herself as she sat up in bed and reached for her journal and pen.

Instead of getting her journal and pen first, however, Anya found her PADD in her hands. Noticing that it was blinking, Anya checked the messages and discovered a note from Pavel:

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Anya--

I'll be on the bridge until lunch. In the meantime, try to hang in there and be strong. I know that things may seem terrible, but just remember that I love you very much and that I will be there for you, no matter what.

Love,

--Pavel

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Anya read the note again and again. As she read, memories of last night filled her mind. She fell back on her bed with a huge smile on her face.

'My first kiss!' Anya thought to herself as she clutched her PADD close to her chest. 'I newer zhought zhis vould happen!'
Anya looked down and blushed as she realized that she had slept in her uniform. 'I hawen't felt like zhis before!' she thought. 'Not to zhe point vhere I fall asleep een my uniform, zhat ees.'

With these thoughts still in her mind, Anya figured that it was best to write the details down in her journal while they were fresh. So she picked up her journal and pen and began writing:

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Stardate 2258.295
NCC-1701 U.S.S. Enterprise

Last night was a night that is embedded deep within my memory. A stage in my life that I'd never thought I'd experience because of my high IQ level. A stage that most teenage girls long for and fantasize about.

MY FIRST KISS!!!!

It happened when I was on the bridge. I went there to think about the Klingon armada that we have to face and the idea that the crew is expecting me to come up with so that the armada cannot carry out its desired goal(s). Pavel was on the bridge for his shift. He seemed to sense my stress (Well, I was cooped up in my quarters after having a panic attack on the planet, thank you years of torment!) and, caring as he always is, comforted me. As he was holding me, he whispered the one sentence that I've yearned to hear from a male outside of my family: I love you. (And in our native language too!)

Hearing that sentence, I knew that I had to admit my own feelings as well. I worked up my courage and responded by saying that I loved him too. (Once again in our native language.) I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned forward so that our noses touched. Our eyes gradually closed and then--IT HAPPENED!!!! MY FIRST KISS!!!!

When our lips parted, we couldn't help but smile at each other. I leaned on Pavel's shoulder and saw a shooting star fly past the ship. Secretly, I made a wish (well, two wishes to be honest): one, that I would never be lonely again, and two, that I would somehow, in one way or another, I would be able to come up with an idea and face the armada with courage.

Pavel then took me to my quarters (after a lecture from Doctor McCoy about not kissing in the hallways, the turbolift, etc., not to mention being scanned and hyposprayed), and held me, telling me that I had beautiful eyes. I can't remember the last time someone told me that--well, with the exception of my mother, who would complain about me dressing in grays instead of blues. Afterwards, Pavel and I had what I consider the first steps to making out. He seemed nervous about going any further than holding and kissing me, though. I can understand why, though. It's not only because of my family's name, but because he doesn't want me to feel uncomfortable about anything.

Not long after, Pavel held me as I fell asleep. And when I woke up, I discovered that he had draped me in a warm blanket and left me a note encouraging me to be strong and that he loved me, no matter what. I held my PADD close to me (that is, until I realized that I had fallen asleep in my own UNIFORM). I guess that love can go so far to the point where a girl can do crazy things like forgetting to change into her pajamas before bed.

Now, let's hope that I can come up with an idea that will help us all in defeating the Klingon armada.

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Anya then closed her journal. Then she showered, changed into a fresh uniform, and went through her usual beauty routine. Then she sat down in the chair near her desk and began thinking.

Going in for the fight with phasers and photon torpedoes blasting? No, the odds of the Enterprise outrunning an entire Klingon armada were one in a million.

Set up a diplomatic peace meeting? No, Klingons would be in no mood to discuss peace relations.

Anya sighed and placed her elbows on the desk and propped her chin up in her hands.

'Zhis ees going to be harder zhan I realized,' Anya thought.

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A few hours later, after a long sleep, Anya gradually opened her eyes. She found herself covered in a warm blanket, and noticed that there was a lack of Pavel in the room.

'Knowving Pavel, he's most likely back on zhe bridge resuming his duties,' Anya thought to herself as she sat up in bed and reached for her journal and pen.

Instead of getting her journal and pen first, however, Anya found her PADD in her hands. Noticing that it was blinking, Anya checked the messages and discovered a note from Pavel:

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Anya--

I'll be on the bridge until lunch. In the meantime, try to hang in there and be strong. I know that things may seem terrible, but just remember that I love you very much and that I will be there for you, no matter what.

Love,

--Pavel

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Anya read the note again and again. As she read, memories of last night filled her mind. She fell back on her bed with a huge smile on her face.

'My first kiss!' Anya thought to herself as she clutched her PADD close to her chest. 'I newer zhought zhis vould happen!'
Anya looked down and blushed as she realized that she had slept in her uniform. 'I hawen't felt like zhis before!' she thought. 'Not to zhe point vhere I fall asleep een my uniform, zhat ees.'

With these thoughts still in her mind, Anya figured that it was best to write the details down in her journal while they were fresh. So she picked up her journal and pen and began writing:

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Stardate 2258.295
NCC-1701 U.S.S. Enterprise

Last night was a night that is embedded deep within my memory. A stage in my life that I'd never thought I'd experience because of my high IQ level. A stage that most teenage girls long for and fantasize about.

MY FIRST KISS!!!!

It happened when I was on the bridge. I went there to think about the Klingon armada that we have to face and the idea that the crew is expecting me to come up with so that the armada cannot carry out its desired goal(s). Pavel was on the bridge for his shift. He seemed to sense my stress (Well, I was cooped up in my quarters after having a panic attack on the planet, thank you years of torment!) and, caring as he always is, comforted me. As he was holding me, he whispered the one sentence that I've yearned to hear from a male outside of my family: I love you. (And in our native language too!)

Hearing that sentence, I knew that I had to admit my own feelings as well. I worked up my courage and responded by saying that I loved him too. (Once again in our native language.) I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned forward so that our noses touched. Our eyes gradually closed and then--IT HAPPENED!!!! MY FIRST KISS!!!!

When our lips parted, we couldn't help but smile at each other. I leaned on Pavel's shoulder and saw a shooting star fly past the ship. Secretly, I made a wish (well, two wishes to be honest): one, that I would never be lonely again, and two, that I would somehow, in one way or another, I would be able to come up with an idea and face the armada with courage.

Pavel then took me to my quarters (after a lecture from Doctor McCoy about not kissing in the hallways, the turbolift, etc., not to mention being scanned and hyposprayed), and held me, telling me that I had beautiful eyes. I can't remember the last time someone told me that--well, with the exception of my mother, who would complain about me dressing in grays instead of blues. Afterwards, Pavel and I had what I consider the first steps to making out. He seemed nervous about going any further than holding and kissing me, though. I can understand why, though. It's not only because of my family's name, but because he doesn't want me to feel uncomfortable about anything.

Not long after, Pavel held me as I fell asleep. And when I woke up, I discovered that he had draped me in a warm blanket and left me a note encouraging me to be strong and that he loved me, no matter what. I held my PADD close to me (that is, until I realized that I had fallen asleep in my own UNIFORM). I guess that love can go so far to the point where a girl can do crazy things like forgetting to change into her pajamas before bed.

Now, let's hope that I can come up with an idea that will help us all in defeating the Klingon armada.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Anya then closed her journal. Then she showered, changed into a fresh uniform, and went through her usual beauty routine. Then she sat down in the chair near her desk and began thinking.

Going in for the fight with phasers and photon torpedoes blasting? No, the odds of the Enterprise outrunning an entire Klingon armada were one in a million.

Set up a diplomatic peace meeting? No, Klingons would be in no mood to discuss peace relations.

Anya sighed and placed her elbows on the desk and propped her chin up in her hands.

'Zhis ees going to be harder zhan I realized,' Anya thought.