LtJg Lera Michaels - Sweet Dreams Are Made Of This

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Mar 21, 2026, 3:08:13 PMMar 21
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((Indulgence of Chocolate-Coated Jama’haron, Deck 47, Room 47166))

Ezra continued to weep, and Lera found that oddly assuring. She had read romance novels and seen the vids. If this were a ploy, it was unlike anything she had seen in any telenovela. He held his face in his hands, and while she did not understand why the dream had affected him so strongly, she could not deny its power. She could not deny her desire to comfort him. She pulled his head closer, his tears rolling off her shoulder.

Michaels: Ezra. I will be here for you as long as you need me. :: She stroked his head with one hand. :: It is the middle of the night. There is nothing that can be done now but to rest.

Ezra seemed quieter almost immediately. It seemed almost as though no one had ever comforted him before. How could that be? What kind of a mother had she been to him if something this simple was new to him?

Lera hesitated for a moment. oO Roll the dice, girl. Take the chance. What is the worst that can happen? Oo

Michaels: It is time to go to bed and get some sleep. :: Lera stood and tugged at Ezra, encouraging him to stand as well. :: Come now. Get your pillow and get in the bed.

Ezra looked up at her and then stood. He had a question but he did not ask it.

Zerva: ::plopping the pillow on the floor next to her bed:: I don’t want to put you out. I’ll be fine right here on the floor next to you.

Michaels: No. You are not sleeping on the floor. If you sleep on the floor, you will be in a bad mood tomorrow. That is something I do not wish to happen.

Zerva: ::raising a brow:: Are you certain?

Michaels: Yes. I am certain. Get in the bed. Now. And face that wall.

Lera waited as Ezra got into the bed facing away from the center. Lera followed him into the bed, facing the opposite direction. Her back was comfortably pressed against his back as she pulled the covers over her shoulder. And a small dog settled herself on the pillow between Lera and Ezra's heads.

Lera smiled as she listened to the soft rhythm of his breathing. Her mother might not approve of this arrangement, but while it may not have been the logical course of action. It definitely felt right.

Zerva: ::looking over his shoulder to Lera’s back:: Thank you.

Lera: De nada, Ezra. :: She took a deep breath. :: Go to sleep.

Zerva: I appreciate it. Really. It means a lot.

Lera: :: smiling :: I know. It really is not that big a deal.

oO Is that actually true? When the girls back in Marathon talk about "sleeping with someone" they are not talking about sleep. They are talking about ... something more. If Ezra were to roll over right now and... start something, what would I do? Oo

Ezra did not roll over. His breathing became slower and steadier as he was clearly on the verge of falling asleep. Lera smiled even more. She clenched her fist and made the slightest of movements with it.

oO Yes. This is precisely what I wanted him to do. Oo

Zerva: Goodnight, Lera.

Lera: Sweet dreams, Ezra.

She closed her eyes and allowed herself to sleep, confident that tomorrow would be a good day.

End

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LtJg Lera Michaels

Engineering Officer
USS Khitomer
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