He sighed as he rubbed his face, staring at the many buttons on the control room desk. He didn't know what to do. How could Jim....to Anya? He felt so many emotions. Rage. Anger. Sorrow. Maybe disbelief? He didn't want the situation to be real. He didn't know what to do either. They were in space, practically miles upon miles away from Earth! AND he has to stay a "good" captain. He groaned and leaned back in the pilot's chair, delving into his thoughts....