Elizabeth sighed looking at the PADD in her hand.  The work was constant. The ship had changed since their old captain had been rushed off to Trill. The details of which she wasn’t certain where to separate rumor from fact.  Gossip on a ship like this was at an all-time high.

She sipped her raktagino and absently broke off a piece of the cinnamon roll with a fork and chewed it.   So consumed in her own little world did she not notice someone standing next to her for a moment.   Jumping nearly out of her skin she looked over at the officer standing before her.

“I did not mean to frighten you, ma’am.”

He was a young Vulcan in Starfleet gold. Gathering her composure and set down the PADD and fork.  “What can I do for you, Ensign?”

“The sonic shower in my quarters is not functioning,” the Ensign said placidly. 

Elizabeth turned on her seat and entered commands into the station she was sitting at.  “Crewman Krell can make the repairs this afternoon.”

“That will be acceptable ma’am.”

Elizabeth nodded and added the shower to the work orders assigning it to Krell.  “Is there anything else Ensign?”

“I do not believe so. Thank you for your diligence in the matter,” he said before turning and walking out of engineering. 

Sighing Elizabeth stood up.  While administrative work had its place and was needed, there was also actual work that needed to be done.  “Okay, Daniels and Fontaine let’s get on that dilithium recalibration. It won’t do to have a warp core that can’t get above warp seven when the captain wants nine.”

There were some chuckles at that as the two engineers peeled away from their stations and moved to help Elizabeth with the core maintenance.