Posted Nov. 4, 2021, 8:02 a.m. by Lieutenant Commander Ethan Nash (Chief Engineer) (David Shotton)
Posted by Lieutenant Devon Rand (Intelligence Officer) in Sickbay…When the past doesn’t match the present…or the future…Routine Maintenance
“And that is when everything went to hell and the Captain got hurt,” The Bajoran Intelligence Officer ended the short story that he had used to fill Nash in on what was going on. Leaning on the console that the Chef Engineer had been using to draw up reports, Rand crossed his arms and adjusted his powerfully built shoulders, aware of the glances of a small number of Engineers as he spoke to Nash. Nash and Rand were two men who had a similar background, in that both of them had a chequered history in Starfleet and both had been Court Martialed. Rand had even been dismissed before being picked up by Starfleet Intelligence and with Nash most people knew the story of how he had disobeyed orders and gotten the Starship he was in temporary Command of destroyed in combat. The reasons Kelly had picked up both of these two was lost to most of the crew, but both of them had their own reasons to be here.
“So what happened to the aliens?” Nash asked, giving up on his data entry for the time being and crossing his arms in similar fashion to Rand. Taller than the Bajoran, the Mintaran was similarly built though not as wide of the shoulder. “Kelly is in sickbay?”
“The bulk of them are in the Brig after the firefight in the Transporter room under the Security Chiefs watchful eyes,” Rand continued, “Lauren had some business in there taking samples for some reason, but that’s the other part,” he paused slightly, “they have taken a girl along with the Captain to the Medical wards, she was apparently injured in the fight badly enough to require emergency surgery. They even have a couple of Security gorillas standing watch over the bed in Sickbay itself despite the bio-contamination fields like she’s going to grow claws and rip everyone apart, probably the Security Chief being overzealous again but the Captain’s in recovery as well.”
“That’s to be expected, maybe,” Nash nodded, “we have no idea who these people are or where they are from, right? In the Sickbay is odd though, outside the doors is the standard procedure if there is no imminent threat so the Medical team can work without distraction.” Nash shrugged slightly and looked at Rand, “So what do you want me to do?”
“So I know that the Sickbay is due to have diagnostics done on the fields, but how about you bring that check forward seeing as we have the Captain and a guest from gods-knows-where visiting. I’m likely going to be caught up with Intel for the next day or so, so it would do me a solid of you could check on Lauren as well.”
“Consider it done. It gives me a reason to check on Kelly anyway, and the diagnostic does need to be done, better now than later, right.” Nash turned and picked up his tool belt from the chair next to the console and began to strap it on.
Pushing himself to his feet, Rand grinned and clapped the Chief Engineer on the shoulder. “Thanks, I’ll owe you one, drinks on me next time I see you in the lounge, alright.”
Lt Devon Rand, Intel
“You still owe me from last time, you cheap sod,” Nash quipped as the two of them walked out of Main Engineering. Where Nash stopped for a Turbolift to Sickbay however Rand kept on walking, he had another job to see to.
Minutes later and Nash walked through the sickbay doors, then paused. The bustle of activity without an immediate emergency and the presence of the aforementioned ‘Gorillas’ was obvious. While Nash had the unmistakable urge to check on Kelly he knew she would be well cared for by the CMO directly and he would just get in the way so he turned directly for Lauren.
“Hey, Gassy Doctor,” he threw out in greeting as he approached Lauren, “I decided to bring the diagnostic on that Bio-field forward, heard you might need to make sure the field works right.” Reaching Lauren, he leant on the edge of the desk and looked around. “Busy day right? Heard you got Kelly in here and another guest too,” he leaned his head towards the Security team as he spoke. “How are you holding up? Rand told me if I checked on you he would buy me booze, I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to make him pay for a change, personally.”
Nash, CE
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