Mon Jun 22 01:04:57 UTC 2026 Ah, a brand mew day is here! This I can handle. I didn’t hear from the kids, kinda expected that. I never hear from them on Father’s Day. It’s whatever. I deal with it and move on is all. Nothing big. Nothing major. Nothing too crazy. I really shouldn’t be surprised by any of this. I mean it is what it is. I know I can call them but they’re probably celebrating that other man who they call Dad. Gah! I hate overthinking this. It’s like this every year. I need to stop thinking about it. That’s all there is to it! Mon Jun 22 08:10:05 AM MDT 2026 Welp! Back to work I go. Doesn’t mean it’s not useful of course, work is a good thing at times. I wonder how it all would go down if there wasn’t work? I mean that could be kind crazy right? Yeah, that’s what I’m thinking! Well, the kids did eventually call last night, around 10 PM. They didn’t have much to say. They never do. They never know what they’re doing or are up to. It can be frustrating at times. Maybe ...
Commander Kim R’Jor knelt down, she rested her hand on her abdomen. It was in searing pain. “Captain.” She yelled out. Burke came running. “Commander? What is it?” “I don’t know sir.” She said. “I was standing there, and suddenly I felt this immense pain.” Burke looked around the cell they were in. He couldn’t find anything out of the ordinary, it was a simple Dominion holding cell. The force-field was a bit on the shocking side, you could easily get yourself singed. But other than that, it was a holding cell. “Vorta!” Burke yelled to a camera. “I want to talk!” A door opened and the Vorta in charge entered the holding area. “Yes captain? What can I do for your?” Burke held his restraint, he wanted to punch the Vorta though the force-field but knew that would be impossible. “She needs medical attention.” Burke said. “You’ll help her.” The Vorta shrugged. “If I don’t, what will you do? You’re in a holding cell, there’s no where for you to go.” Burke rested his hands on his hips....