"Lt. T'Fari's last thoughts were of her parents. She thought of her father, seated behind that old mahogany desk in his home office, in her childhood home in Rockford back on Earth. She hoped he would find comfort in knowing that her death was logical, that his daughter died in confirmation that the needs of the many do, indeed, outweigh the needs of the one. And then she thought of her mother, looking as she had the last time T'Fari had seen her, when they had all gone to see her mother's family's ancestral home near Mombasa. She held that visualization even as the constant movement of her hands across the console could no longer hold back the warp core breach that she had kept under control for longer than anyone should have expected, while her crewmates - her... friends - had evacuated, reached a safe distance in the escape pods.
Her hands stopped. She became completely one with the image in her mind. And then she, and the U.S.S. Atolm, were gone."
Something like that?