A "Wee" bit of a problem

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Prologue

The computer screen was flashing again letting Jim know he had another message. Reluctantly, he walked over and glanced at the screen. Yes, it was who he thought it was - his mother. Jim immediately felt the muscle in his jaw tense as he clenched his teeth.

His mom had been messaging him for weeks, demanding he come back to earth.

The only reason his mom wanted him there was for appearances sake. He recalled their conversation from weeks before, "How is it going to look if you don't show up? I'm going to look like a fool there all alone. Everyone knows you within starfleet now," she had complained, "if you don't show up, they're going to think you're snubbing me! I don't want people thinking we have problems with our relationship."

"We do have problems, mom. The only reason you want me there is for your image. You'll just have to make-due with Sam; he's willing to do the family solidarity thing. I can't pretend to be the loving son."

He had disconnected after that.

That had been five weeks ago and Jim still hurt inside thinking about the conversation. His mom was sending him messages every few days, coming up with every reason she could think of to get him to come home. Unfortunately, she never said the one thing that would have made Jim go. She never said, 'I love you and need you there.' Hell, she didn't even have to say, 'I love you,' just that she needed him there for moral support. Jim knew better than to expect his mom to say, 'I love you.'

She had never said it once in the past twenty-seven years.

He hit the delete button and walked out of his cabin.

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