Kyo Residence – Chiba, Japan

The sunrise was gorgeous on the balcony of the Kyo Residence and both Cheon and Seong sat together as the morning for them slowly began. Cheon rested his head back as a shuttle flew over the area. A sigh left his lips as memories of his time in Starfleet floated to the surface for a moment. A gentle hand came to rest on his and he looked at Seong. 

“She will call, husband,” Seong stated as they waited for their daughter to check in with them.

“I know she will, but she is overdue and this worries me that Starfleet is once more holding something from us.”

The shuttle landed on the street outside the Kyo’s home looking strange amongst the bikes and other less sophisticated modes of transportation.   A few pedestrians gave it dirty looks, but no one said anything with the logo of Starfleet Command painted on the outer hull.  

The hatch lowered and two officers stepped out.  A Vulcan with four pips on his right shoulder and a woman well into her sixth decade.   Her hair was white as snow and wore an admiral’s uniform.  There was an inaudible conversation between her and the Vulcan before the Admiral peeled away from the shuttle and approached the Kyo’s door and pressed the door buzzer.

Seong and Cheon looked at each other and shook their heads. They had heard the shuttle as it has landed out front of their home. Cheon stood up and went to the door. Pressing his thumb on the console next to the door it slid to the side.

When the door opened and Cheon stood there in the doorway Rebecca smiled slightly,  bowed to him in proper Japanese tradition, “Kon’nichiwa Cheon-san.”

Cheon stifled a chuckle as he looked at his old Captain, now a Vice Admiral. “Your accent still needs improvement Rebecca,” he stated as he placed a hand on her shoulder before pulling her in for a hug. As he let her go and ushered her into his home he said, “It has been far too long, Captain,” he stated in a teasing manner knowing full too well that she was not a Captain anymore.

Rebecca nodded, “It has.  Look, this isn’t a social call. The Pike is missing in action.”

Seong looked over at Rebecca, “Jolie, Ethan…,” she paused as a hand went out to her husband.

Cheon took his wife in his arms, “When do you we leave?” is all that he asked as he looked down at his wife.

“Now,” Rebecca said seriously.   “The Leeds is waiting on me.”