Shakedown #151"
By: Teilani Dane, Chief Medical Officer, [PC]
Stardate: 58203.01 2135
After she had filed her report on the murdered crewmembers Teilani looked at her two patients, Wilkes and Silvio. Both were still on the road to recovery. So she had some time to relax.
Teilani walked over to the replicator: “1 raktajino, double sweet””
She loved this drink and felt the warm liquid through out her body. She took her tea to her desk and sat down to evaluate the medical files. I might be a good idea to give the crew a medical evaluation, especially during a time of crisis. Although the medical database had some papers about stress disorder, thorough research was never done. After she finished her tea she sat back in her chair and it did not take long before her eyes fell close. A small nap to get rid of her headache.
Help me….! Teilani ran, calling for help, something chasing her. Her movements were slowed by liquid. Something thick. The deck below her seemed to shift with the characteristic lag of artificial gravity. Voices called out to her.
This is the USS Kittyhawk, we are under attack ……. Need help.
Someone was in trouble. Teilani had to run faster. Always had to run faster. Faster. Never enough time. A young ensign looked at her, she could not make out his face, where was his face? It was not right. Teilani turned her back. Left sickbay. Into the bowels of the ship. Running. Always running. Reconnecting neuro pathways. Using unconventional methods to cure patients. Changing the rules.
The command from the bridge: All personnel abandon ship.
And then….. And then….. And then what …..
Nothing made sense. The man in the strange uniform. Starfleet, Maqui, Teilani could not make out. Falling. Falling. The ground swirling up and the sudden pressure on her body as ……. Help me!!.
Teilani’s eyes flew open, and it took her a while before she realized where she was. Her hart was racing and her breathing was shallow and fast.
She sat up straight and let her head fall in her hands. What a nightmare, she though “I need to ……. ……. “ tears ran down her face. Perhaps the counsellor was right, maybe she had started too early.
Teilani brushed away the tears on her face and run her hands trough her hear. She needed to get her emotions under control but it was difficult, especially after the recent events. Maybe, she thought, maybe I can try to use some Vulcan meditation.
Computer check database for Vulcan meditation. It did not take long before several articles were displayed. Teilani quickly looked trough them, and concluded that it was only possible to learn this type of meditation was with the help of an actual Vulcan.
Teilani made a note in her PADD to contact the only Vulcan aboard the Zion, however knowing that Vulcans are difficult she better discuss this with the ships counsellor too.