Saying Goodbye to my Children

Posted on Mon Mar 9th, 2020 @ 5:24am by Lieutenant General Steven Johnson & Rear Admiral Heather Yamaguchi-Johnson

Mission: Mission 70: Children and the Workplace do Not Mix
Location: Various Locations - Starbase 12 / USS Yankee Clipper.
Timeline: 1100Hrs - April 9th, 2392

Heather Yamaguchi-Johnson walked out of the Admirals office, her husband one step behind her as she smiled, she could almost hear him thinking as she nodded to the Lieutenant. "Thanks El Tee."

"No worries Admiral. Everything go alright?"

"Yeah... We got the majority of the issues resolved... Time to go deal with the others.. the six others that are going to be a pain." Yamaguchi-Johnson have the younger woman a look. "Do you have children Lieutenant?" she inquired.

"No." Greenfield responded with a sigh. "Ahh I see your six problems now."

"Yeah. I'm leaving all five of my babies on the Starbase.. and I'll be out in the field all by my lonesome and I'll go crazy without...my stress relief." she suddenly smiled.

"Stress relief. Is that what we're calling it now?" Johnson inquired of his wife. "Well I guess. thats... one word we can use for it." he paused before he shrugged. "What can I say... Its therapeutic."

The Lieutenant chuckled softly. "I am no stranger to sex Admiral. God knows April never gets enough."

Yamaguchi-Johnson regarded the younger woman. "That is nothing new." she responded with a soft chuckle. "Well we're off so we can celebrate Lieutenant General Johnson's promotion and the fact he'll never have any off time ever again." Yamaguchi-Johnson said in a rather dry tone.

"Do not remind me." Johnson said to his wife before the two departed April's outer office, emerging into the Operations Center. It looked like a large open floor planned command center with a large holotable in the center of the room with two dozen stations surrounding it, some facing towards and some facing away, in several miniature groups. Six in all scattered around the Operations center with three people manning each cluster. The Operations center was easily three times the size of a Starship bridge with the entire Ops center shaped like a large bowl with three layers, the outermost being the highest with a walkway that connected via several sets of steps. the middle layer was where the six large clusters of consoles were located and the inner section was where a large holotable was located with six chairs set around it.

Operations here was clearly a very busy place as Johnson and his wife passed through and entered a turbolift as the two of them departed without a sound being made. Johnson sighed. "Yankee Clipper airlock."

"The same." Yamaguchi-Johnson commented quietly. "Lets go get this overwith." she added with a soft growl in her tone. "I don't like this."

"I don't either but... Its for their safety more then anything else.. They don't need to like it and neither do we..." Johnson reminded his wife. "Let's go celebrate first... Let's not ruin the moment shall we?" he regarded her.

Yamaguchi-Johnson gave her husband a rather evil grin. "Now that sounds delightful." she responded, almost with a purr. Moments later the door opened and out stepped the two officers as they went over to the airlock. "Permission to go aboard Ensign?"

"Of course Admiral. After you let me check you both." Ensign Keith Rogers regarded the two with a gentle smile, clearly just doing his job as he checked Admiral Yamaguchi-Johnson first and then General Johnson. "Thank you both. You may go aboard."

"Thank you Ensign." Heather responded, in a rather cheery tone as it was herself who had helped establish the protocols she was now following. Yamaguchi-Johnson had made it clear that everyone in the Seventh Fleet would submit to these new regs, no exceptions would be made for any reason or any person whatsoever. Even Heather Johnson-Yamaguchi herself, the fleet commander was to abide by the regs, civilians too would abide by them and from the reports she was receiving, most were not too upset about the change but some were and Yamaguchi-Johnson was leaving that up to her unit CO's to handle and sort out.

Johnson regarded his wife. "You're not fucking around on security, are you?"

"Nope." Yamaguchi-Johnson answered softly. "Not after what happened on the USS Mount Hood. We're not going to take any chances... as I don't want the Klingons knowing where I am..."

"So when shit goes south, you're going to go stealth and do that evil thing you do to your enemies... I recall what happened during the last fleet wargames when you used that tactic... " Johnson followed his wife down the hallway from the airlock to a nearby turbolift. "Admirals quarters." Yamaguchi-Johnson smiled. "The same." Johnson said with a soft smile.

A few minutes went by as the turbolift hurtled to its destination. Heather and her husband moved down the hallway and into their home away from home. "Right... Lets celebrate your promotion." she indicated the bedroom with her head before she kissed her husband. "I intend to fuck you senseless..." as she grinned up at him since he was
a few inches taller then his wife. "Do your worst, wife of mine." Johnson responded with a rather evil smile before he followed her into the bedroom.

About ninety minutes or so later, they both emerged from the bedroom, wearing fresh uniforms as Heather had a spring in her step that hadn't been there before and Steven smiled. "So... the kids?"

"Yeah. The Kids will be home for lunch so lets go get this one overwith." Yamaguchi-Johnson let out a sigh as she went out of their quarters, her husband in tow as both made their way to the ships school. As expected all of their children were waiting for them. "Hey kids!" Steven greeted their children as they crowded mom and dad.
"We have to go out into the field..." Heather began to explain. "Its because of our work which demands this... Your Dad is heaving to several bases away from here so.... You'll be staying with Aunt April on vacation." Yamaguchi-Johnson explained to the obviously unhappy children. "You'll get to hang out with your cousins just like you guys wanted, your dad and I should be gone a few weeks...and well be in touch via subspace so tonight you'll pack up and head over to Aunt April tonight okay?"

Warrick didn't like it at all but the other children did. "I wanna stay with you?"

"I know sweetie.." Yamaguchi-Johnson said quietly. "But I can't take you with me... Its too dangerous and every other child aboard ship is staying behind too... I won't place you guys in harms way... I do it because thats my job... Besides.. You guys will have plenty to do with April and her family. Paige and Kris will be present for this...."

The children seemed cheered, even Warrick who loved his older cousin. Kris was never quite for of what to make of Warrick's attention but Heather reassured him that it was just hero worship as she put it "Sometimes we all have heroes who are flesh and blood what we admire. He wants you to be his... Thats never a bad thing Kris."

Yamaguchi-Johnson and her husband led their children away from the school, home for lunch and then she would return them later for the afternoon classes, then they would spend the evening packing and be gone by this evening. What they did not know was that Steven would be gone within the hour as he never liked saying goodbye to his children, for him it was deeply upsetting as he couldn't handle listening to them cry, beg for him not to leave and plead for him to stay with them. He privately said to his wife that he had almost not gone on several assignments because the children didn't like it when dad left.
He found it heartbreaking so he adopted this one instead as he figured that someday the children would become old enough to understand why he left the way he did. Heather's own departure philosophy was more or less the same as leaving was highly upsetting for her, she ended up in tears every single time. Both parents hated leaving but it had to be done.

If war did come then Heather mentally prepared herself to make the enemy pay in blood for hers, her husband's and her children's tears.