BACKSIM CROSS SHIP JP-Lt.Cmd. Silveira & Lt. Tito: Time to catch up.

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OOC: And final part of Tito’s  LOA plot line. Thank you all for your patience

IC:


((Commercial Runabout Zarco, on route to Earth))

Text message from: Lieutenant Vitor Tito

To: Lieutenant Taisa Ayala
NCC 82607 USS Thor

Hello my love

We are reaching Earth where I will have my aunt resting on the family plot.
Then I am heading back home.
I know we will need to talk later and I am sorry for this.

I won’t be long.

Tito

//

Text message from: Lieutenant Commander Vitor Silveira

To: Lieutenant Commander Jovenan
NCC 81287 USS Artemis-A

My love,

First, Merry Christmas, I am sorry we couldn’t be together this time of the year, but I will tell you all about it once I get back to you.
We are on the end of the journey, carrying Tito’s aunt back. There will be a small ceremony, but I will let him get his privacy.

I will then start planing the way back, likely only staying a day or two before I leave.
I miss you so much Nan, and I am sorry for such an abrupt departure, but I will make it up to you.

Love

Vitor.


//



Sil yawned and stretched. In the last hour he quit the effort of disguising it, as he felt tired and sleepy.
Tito smiled and leaned forward in the seat beside him. He gave Sil a nod.

Sil shook his head, giving Tito a wink. They still had over three hours before arriving on Earth, now that they were closer Sil didn't want to fall asleep.

Tito stared at Sil with one of his cold, censoring looks. He had to admit having him there ended up being helpful.
Sil had that way of smoothing himself, even when someone wanted privacy.
Tito’s original plan was to take care of this by himself. Privately. Alone.

Obviously Sil's stubbornness wouldn't allow that.

In reply to Tito’s glance Sil shrugged, opening his arms. A “You know how I am” silent reply.

And in silence Tito rolled his eyes, leaning back on his seat.
There was no need for words between them.
In silence they spoke volumes.

Tito: You could get some rest, you know, we have time.

Sil shrugged and pointed at Tito.

Silveira: Actually, it is you who should be resting. You still have to deal with the ceremony and paddwork. Let me finish my job and fly you both there.

Tito gave Sil one of his stares, but he could admit Sil had a point.
Not that he would ever admit that. Standing up he tilted his head.

Tito: Well… You have to be right sometimes… Call me when we get on orbit…

Sil smiled and nodded, letting Tito walk to the back. He tapped in the command for an extra strong pot of coffee in the replicator, and leaned back.
They were getting home.

((Timeskip-almost five hours after))
((Terra, Lisbon, Alto São João Cemetery))

The ceremony was small and quick, now alone Tito stood straight and looked at the tombstones in front of him. His parents, his grandparents, and now his aunt.
There was one more, just the tombstone for Vetras and Paris, his wife and unborn daughter.
Tito took a deep breath.

Tito: Now I have you all together. I have so much to tell… Let me start with the most important thing first. I meet someone. Her name is Taisa…


END

Lt. Vitor R.S.Tito
Science Officer
USS Thor, NCC-85852
O238907VS0

&

Lt. Cmd. Vitor S. Silveira
Chief Tactical Officer
USS Artemis-A, NCC-81287
O238907VS0