Tegan watched in awe, tucked away in a small seat in the corner of the bridge. She remembered her mother's exact words as she was leaving the bridge. "Sit here, and you can watch. If you get up and move around, you're going back to our quarters. Is that clear?" It was crystal clear. Wanting desperately to watch the Naval officers at work, their movements sure, their actions exact, she was careful to not move a muscle. Seeing her father from across the bridge, she focused on his decorations - his captain's rank insignia, his decorations and badges. She nearly burst with pride as junior officers saluted her father respectfully. She looked at the consoles closely, trying to memorize their patterns, trying to predict the actions of those manning the consoles. Time flew by, unnoticed by the hap