Homefire #70"
By: Dr. McIntyre , Medical Officer , [NPC]
Teilani Dane, Chief Medical Officer, [PC]

Stardate: 58209.23 0805

====Sickbay====

McIntyre watched as Lieutenant Tappert materialized on the biobed. He pulled out his tricorder and did a quick scan. She appeared to be in some sort of neuro-shock.

He tapped his combadge, Dr. Dane, medical emergency, please report to Sickbay.

"Dang.. " Teilani muttered, "When can a woman simply enjoy her chocolate mouse!." She grabbed her coat and hurried down the corridors.

"Doctor coming through... to the side!!" she shouted as she started to run the last few yards. Coming to a screeching halt, she tugged her coat..

"Ok so where is the emergency?" she said grabbing one of the medical tricorders from the shelf.

"Its Lieutenant Tappert, she was found unconscious in her quarters."

"Hmmm... where there indications of it being an accident?"

"No Ma'am, we found her all hooked up to her system."

Teilani ran the tricoder along Max's body.. then she frowned. "That's not good..Can you hand me the neurocortical monitor?"

This little device was used to to record a complete encephalographic profile. Carefully Teilani placed it on the parietal bone and programmed it so that the readout was displayed on one of the sickbay's main computer consoles.

Doctor McIntyre watched as the screen began to spill out its information. He bit down on his lip pensively.

"You know she should stop using those neural implants, they are hyper active." said Dane.

"You'll never convince her of that," replied McIntyre not taking his eyes off the monitor.

The medic glanced from the monitor back to the doctors, "What does it mean?"

"It means that her own mind can not keep up, resulting in a shut down.. Frankly it's a sort of rebooting of the system. It's similar like a coma."

The medic took a step back from the biobed. "Can you help her?"

"We can not do much, only make her comfortable and see to it that her mind comes to rest..

The medic dismissed himself.

McIntyre looked at Tellani from across the bed, "it doesn't look as bad as the last time she was here, but...."

He drew a deep breath, "well, what do you want to do? She'll be devastated if we remove the implants, if we don't she may never recover."

Teilani nodded. "True if we could only .. she paused. "What if we modify them in such a way that if she exceeds their program or use that they some how stop working.

McIntyre nodded, what if we used nanites to manage and repair those connections?

Do you know of a Doctor Beverly Crusher?

Teilani shook her head. "Heard of her but never really met her."

"Seems her son, uhm... Will I believe published some remarkable designs. Perhaps we have access to some of that information."

"We must do it quickly," Teilani said. "I don't know how long we can keep her on neural support.

"I'll get right to it," said McIntyre excusing himself.