Rise and Shine

Posted on Wed Dec 11, 2019 @ 4:54pm by Lieutenant Nicole Anderson & Senior Chief Petty Officer Samantha Summers

482 words; about a 2 minute read

Mission: Nibiru

Nicole walked into the recovery room and up to its only occupant. A security officer was standing by, and Nicole nodded to her to give the patient some space.

She pulled a stool over and sat down, crossing her legs and taking the patient's vitals. She was stable. This was consistent with previous induced comas, and Nicole took it as a good sign. She scanned the patient slowly, going over every reading twice. Finally, when she couldn't think of any other reasons to stall, she picked up a hypospray and programmed it with a mild stimulant, pressing it to the patient's neck.

She stood up and stepped back, just in case. The last thing she needed was a brawl.

Summers blinked her eyes a few times, then moved her head back & forth, trying to 'shake out the cobwebs,' so to speak. Her eyes focused on Nicole. " Hey....did you get the number of that Star ship that hit me? " She slightly grinned then more clearly spoke. " Sooo, who are you and where am I? "

"Now is not the time for levity," Nicole said, opening her tricorder and scanning Summers. "How are you feeling?"

Summers shook her head a bit and then smiled. " I'm fine, Lieutenant. May I get out of here and back to my station? Or do you need me for anything else? By the way, (stretching out arms ) I owe you a drink at the bar when ever you're available. I don't know what you've done to me but I feel great!!"

"Well," Nicole said, "I recommend you not think about it. Focus right now on getting yourself in order. For the next forty-eight hours, you are off duty while we keep an eye on your readings via a cortical monitor. You can then be on light duty for the next two weeks. If all goes well, the Captain will authorize full time duty. Until then, I suggest putting your life in order and reflecting on who you want to be going forward."

Summers looked at Nicole and slightly smirked. " ' Who I want to be 'going forward?' I know perfectly well whom I am - Samantha Summers, Senior Chief Petty Officer for the USS Victory. And as for what I want...." Samantha fell silent and continued in a low voice. " Some one to share the coming years with me... someone whom will not look at me like some tall 'freak,' and joke about it. " Summers sighed. " Well Lieutenant, I will attempt to do my best to 're-adjust' to my life. And I do wish to thank you for all you did and have done.. what ever it was." Summers slightly smiled.

"I'll have a nurse fit you with the monitor and you'll be released within an hour. Until then, patience."

Summers shook her head in an affirmative nod and waited for the Nurse with monitor.

 

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