Niklsh looked at her. Nikira flashed dark eyes that seemed to have red fire in them.
“Why, Nick?” Her tone brooked no refusal to answer and Sanjay tugged at his shirt in a nervous manner.
“They are offering me a Challenger-class ship. How can I refuse? Why would I want to? It’s big enough that you could live with me on it. It’s allowed on starships.” He knew the answer before he asked but he had to ask.
Nikira glared at him. “I don’t suppose I’m going to see too many Earth soil samples on a starship. You know that I monitor Earth’s soil poison level. A starship? I don’t think so!” She paced Sanjay’s cabin aboard Cochrane. He watched her go back and forth.
“Damnit, Nick, we were supposed to have a pleasant retirement after this ship. Instead you’re going to run a starship! You know I want to live here on Earth.”
Sanjay looked at her uncomfortably. “Niki, we have survived worse than this.” He hoped, but he knew her response. They had known each other too long.
“Screw you,” she said. “I’m not leaving with you to gallivant around the galaxy!” She looked around their living room. The tasteful room looked almost staged. The little pillows on the chairs all matched the color of the chairs themselves. It was a statement about the marriage they had shared. She turned to Sanjay. “The pillows match the chairs. I don’t remember the last time I sat in one. Do you?”
Sanjay opened his mouth and shut it again. He looked at the beautiful but sterile room they both had failed to go into to have this conversation. He saw the irony of the family room being unused.
“I’m not going,” Nikira stated flatly. “I’m not climbing aboard a starship and abandoning my work here.” She eyed him balefully.
He sighed. Stepping gently over to her, he placed a kiss on her cheek
“I love you, Niki, but I have to accept Starfleet’s offer. I could actually earn an Admiral’s position! This is an opportunity and if you don’t see it-“ Sanjay bit his tongue a little too late.
“I don’t want to be a sailor’s wife anymore, Nick!” Niki crossed her arms and looked at him with a look of exasperation.
Sanjay stared above her head at a picture he didn’t recognize. “I have to take this. It is so far beyond what I have dreamed…” His voice trailed off. He looked at her helplessly.
Niki stared at him for a moment. “You intend to take it-you never asked me, you just planned to take it.”
Sanjay looked at her sorrowfully. “I divorce you.” Niki’s hand flew to her mouth.
“No, Sanjay, don’t do this.”
Sanjay’s face was firm. “I divorce you.” He stood above her as she sat on the couch.
“Please, don’t do this!” Niki was frantic. Sanjay shook his head slowly as her tears started.
“I divorce you.” Niki slid into a tearful huddle on the floor. Sanjay looked down at her, his heart bleeding inside while his face remained stolid. “You are free.” He walked out of the cabin.
“I don’t want to be,” she whispered through her tears.
Out in the corridor, Sanjay leaned with his back against the wall. His hands shook slightly. A tear slipped from his hooded eyes. For just a moment, he considered going back in the cabin. Then he thought about the Buran his best friend Frank had captained. How beautiful she had been before Wolf 359. Nick looked back at the door for a second. Then he headed for the transporter room. Admiral Janeway was waiting for his answer.
“Why, Nick?” Her tone brooked no refusal to answer and Sanjay tugged at his shirt in a nervous manner.
“They are offering me a Challenger-class ship. How can I refuse? Why would I want to? It’s big enough that you could live with me on it. It’s allowed on starships.” He knew the answer before he asked but he had to ask.
Nikira glared at him. “I don’t suppose I’m going to see too many Earth soil samples on a starship. You know that I monitor Earth’s soil poison level. A starship? I don’t think so!” She paced Sanjay’s cabin aboard Cochrane. He watched her go back and forth.
“Damnit, Nick, we were supposed to have a pleasant retirement after this ship. Instead you’re going to run a starship! You know I want to live here on Earth.”
Sanjay looked at her uncomfortably. “Niki, we have survived worse than this.” He hoped, but he knew her response. They had known each other too long.
“Screw you,” she said. “I’m not leaving with you to gallivant around the galaxy!” She looked around their living room. The tasteful room looked almost staged. The little pillows on the chairs all matched the color of the chairs themselves. It was a statement about the marriage they had shared. She turned to Sanjay. “The pillows match the chairs. I don’t remember the last time I sat in one. Do you?”
Sanjay opened his mouth and shut it again. He looked at the beautiful but sterile room they both had failed to go into to have this conversation. He saw the irony of the family room being unused.
“I’m not going,” Nikira stated flatly. “I’m not climbing aboard a starship and abandoning my work here.” She eyed him balefully.
He sighed. Stepping gently over to her, he placed a kiss on her cheek
“I love you, Niki, but I have to accept Starfleet’s offer. I could actually earn an Admiral’s position! This is an opportunity and if you don’t see it-“ Sanjay bit his tongue a little too late.
“I don’t want to be a sailor’s wife anymore, Nick!” Niki crossed her arms and looked at him with a look of exasperation.
Sanjay stared above her head at a picture he didn’t recognize. “I have to take this. It is so far beyond what I have dreamed…” His voice trailed off. He looked at her helplessly.
Niki stared at him for a moment. “You intend to take it-you never asked me, you just planned to take it.”
Sanjay looked at her sorrowfully. “I divorce you.” Niki’s hand flew to her mouth.
“No, Sanjay, don’t do this.”
Sanjay’s face was firm. “I divorce you.” He stood above her as she sat on the couch.
“Please, don’t do this!” Niki was frantic. Sanjay shook his head slowly as her tears started.
“I divorce you.” Niki slid into a tearful huddle on the floor. Sanjay looked down at her, his heart bleeding inside while his face remained stolid. “You are free.” He walked out of the cabin.
“I don’t want to be,” she whispered through her tears.
Out in the corridor, Sanjay leaned with his back against the wall. His hands shook slightly. A tear slipped from his hooded eyes. For just a moment, he considered going back in the cabin. Then he thought about the Buran his best friend Frank had captained. How beautiful she had been before Wolf 359. Nick looked back at the door for a second. Then he headed for the transporter room. Admiral Janeway was waiting for his answer.