Shakedown #74"
By: Teilani Dane, Chief Medical Officer, [PC]

Stardate: 58204.05 0930

Teilani’s quarters USS Zion

It was not a good day. Teilani had an awful night without any sleep, still hunted by nightmares, but off late she could not remember what she had dreamed. Before she tried to catch some sleep, she had been reviewing some new medical information she had collected on DNA sequencing and related issues. There was not much new she could deduce from it, she had already gone over it at least a dozen times. But it made her feel like she was actually doing something. Maybe she should have taken some command training while she was at the Academy? Not that she could see how that would have helped her at the moment either – and she was perfectly happy being a doctor.

Teilani decided to go to the messhal for a drink, she dragged her feet as she walked towards the bar. Life had been hectic lately, the S31 operative, which had threatened her that she had not seen the last of him and she was still having quite a time adjusting to life aboard a starship, getting acquainted with the crew, trying to make new friends.

Eager to put both her extensive medical and holodeck skills to work, she had snapped up the assignment when it had presented itself to her. But upon reporting, she never received any other orders then just to be standing by at sickbay, which by know she knew like the back of her hand and constantly re-arranging hyposprays and other medical items was driving her head nurse crazy.

Also she had seen all there was to see at Qul Tuq, and although her occasional dinners with some of the station and ships crewmembers were nice Teilani was getting bored. After exhausting the holodecks supply of ancient detective stories, she had reluctantly decided that she probably wasn't needed, and would request a transfer. She had heard that there was new Sovereign class starship that had no medical staff. Obviously no-one needed her here.

== Mess Hall ==

Walking into the mess hall she walked to a table in the back and sat down, wearingly looking out of the window. The barkeep walked up and asked if she wanted anything.

"Yes, I'd like a Black Hole, and you better make it a double," said Teilani. A bit early for a stiff drink but who would notice? Taking a moment to look around, she noticed a small group of crewmembers in the other corner who were talking rather loudly. A few heads turned as one of the persons suddenly jumped from his seat. The group began laughing and a young ensign took a step back. His foot caught against the corner of the chair, and he fell backwards, catching his head against the corner of a table. He lay unmoving on his back. A collective gasp was heard and several people jumped up immediately.

Teilani jumped up, and sprinted over to the fallen young man. Tapping her combadge, she declared an medical emergency in the mess hall, and pulled out her medical tricorder. Scanning she saw that the ensign had a severe concussion and some broken ribs. Doing her best to stabilize the ensign, she applied a compress to the bruises and stood up. This was all she could do, until they could get this man to sickbay. As if on cue, the doors parted and the medical emergency team came rushing in. “ Beam him directly to sickbay”, she ordered, tell the head nurse to stabilize him, I will be on my way shortly”. The emergency team did some quick tests, then called for beam outs directly to sickbay, and were gone in shimmering blue beams, leaving her and several other stunned people standing around looking.

Teilani smoothed her uniform and put away her tricorder and quickly headed over to the sickbay to oversee the treatment of the young ensign.. As she entered sickbay the nurses were already working on the young ensign, in order to stimulate and to let them know she would trust them in an emergency Teilani decided not to interfere and evaluate their procedures from a distance.

As she was watching them, she saw in the reflection of her office window a person entering sickbay.

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