Starside, LOG #023
15 Sep 2021Alexander Jameson
From the desk of Federal Captain Alexander S. Jameson, dated September 15, 3307. By order of his psychologist, Captain Jameson was told to write to his daughter, Abigail Jameson, deceased since May 12, 3304, as a way to release stress and feelings. This letter was found in his personal logs and was retrieved with permission of the Captain for analysis:Abby,
It has been so long since I heard your voice. The time we spent together when you ran around the Serenity was the best I ever had since my days in training. You used to believe that this ship was endless, rooms stretching for miles. It would have been so much better if you were here flying it.
You were 7 when I first showed you the ship that took down an entire Imperial fleet by itself. Watching the crew work with smiles as they repaired and fixed the ship was your favorite thing to do. And Anubis, you loved that AI so much. Had you been here, you could have seen how much you influenced him. Same clothes you used to wear, that leather jacket and same colored jeans. You would sit in the bridge all the time watching me fly, and one day I let you take the controls. Your 16th birthday. I remember you flew it so smoothly, even on turns that even I questioned that were possible.
For years I really wondered why that Python with the Imperial signs came boosting through the entrance to that station. I can't remember much of that day, but it traumatized me for my entire life. The explosion, the canopy breaking, the bar breaking off. I tried to save you, but I couldn't. Striker and Aaron had to pull me away as they took you to the med bay. I didn't get to see you until after Hornet came to my door.
You meant the world to me. I always dreamed of you joining the 87th and becoming one of the best pilots in the galaxy, even surpassing me. But that dream was cut short. I did what I could to be the best Captain and the greatest father to you. Through the struggles we had, with Eta Cassiopeiae and Preemptive Silence, you were there with me.
Exploring the stars was always your dream, and I made sure it can happen. I had a carrier take your ashes a planet out in the Pleiades Sector, to a planet only I know. You gave me a saying from hundreds of years ago back when the first ships were being made. "Per Audacia ad Astra". The translation was "By daring to the stars". You were a clever girl and an amazing daughter. Thank you for being there for me.
Love,
Your Father
After consideration, Captain Jameson is to be given at least 3 days of non-work time. LT CMDR Aaron T. Madison will temporarily take over for the 72 hour period that Captain Jameson is absent. On account of the unknown planet that Captain Jameson sent his daughter's ashes, the whereabouts are unknown.
Final order from psychologist Dr. Kade J. Wilson.