Facing the Consequences

[B'Etor Patterson 0]

Moving down the corridor, Doctor Patterson had just finished her shift of cleaning up and assisting in the science lab. She headed back to sickbay, to check on Lt. jg. Kallah Ramson before heading to get some sleep before her next shift. Walking into sickbay, she looked over at the still resting Kallah, and read over the bio-monitor, and information. Leaving the sickbay in the hands of the covering doctor, she moved out the door and walked to the turbolift. Stepping in, she sighed and closed her eyes, ordering it to take her to take her to her quarters.

 

She stepped out of the turbolift and walked dwon the hall, to the bunk room she had and noticed that her "roommate" wasn't there. She smiled, gratefully and moved to her bed, grabbing the PADD that was on it of medical updates from Starfleet, collapsing onto the bed. Staring up at the cieling she cleared her throat.

 

"Computer, personal log. Stardate 0803.18."

 

The computer beeped and B'Etor let out a long, hard sigh, thinking about what she wanted to put in this log, since it may be heard again.

 

"Just when I think I am getting used to life as a doctor aboard a starship, something happens. So far, in my short time on board, I have almost been involved in an altercation between myself and a co-worker, assisted in the unathorized re-animation of a dead pilot."

 

"About the altercation with my co-worker. I believe my "disagreement" with Ensign Wilson was because I am Romulan, since he didn't treat me this way before reading my file. My Klingon heritage is obvious, from the ridges, and my ridges block the slight V-arch I have over my arched eyebrows, but my hair covers my pointed ears, and I don't think he realized that I had them. I learned he read my file when I went to pull up the recent activity on my medical record. Whatever reason he has to hate Romulans, I put him in his place, after being repermanded by the Executive Officer, Commander MVess. I won't say that the war of words wasn't my fault, I may have let my temper get the best of me, and I did almost hit him, but it was equally his fault. Either way, I haven't seen him in a while, and I don't care if he likes or dislikes me. I go to work, I do my job, and I finish my shift. That's all."

 

"Now, on the issue of re-animation... that is a more..pressing problem. I assisted Lt. jg. Ramson with a procedure, under Acting CMO Zier's permission, to help her find out what happened to the fighter squadron lost in the nebula near the HaVorante planet. I am not allowed to go into details, but what happened to them was both horrific and cruel. Kallah wanted answers, Captain Corizon wanted answers, and we managed to successfully collect the data, doing some sort of mind reading, brain resurrecting procedure. Kallah could have died, but she chose to go this path. Luckily, Lt. jg. Victria assisted as well and kept Kallah alive, stopping her before she went too far."

 

She paused, biting her lip. "Apparently Captain Corizon did not know about what was going on, and even though, as Acting CMO, Lieutenant Zier authorized the re-animation procedure, Kallah, Victria, and I were given..punishments. I recieved the least harsh punishment. I have to do community service, in a way. Cleaning up and assisting the Science lab, as needed. I do not know how long I will have to do this, probably indefinatly, but I don't look at it as a punishment. I see it as a learning experience. My Academy roommate, Samantha Kent was Science, and she seemed to love it, perhaps I can learn to love it too."

 

She closed her eyes and sighed again. "I don't blame Kallah for what she did, or for my punishment. To be honest, with, or without the Captain's permission, I probably would have done the same thing. I think about the fact that, a few of those Pilots were married, with children, and how their wives, and families would want to know what happened. If that happened to my husband, if I ever get married, I would want answers, by any means necessary."

 

"Being on a starship is hard work. We come out here for exploration, and to meet new life, but sometimes, new life doesn't want to meet us. From what I have seen, being here in the Delta Quadrant, alot of people don't want meet us. We have almost been destroyed twice, just while I have been here. I love my job though, and it never seems to be lacking excitement, even when there are no patients to be taken care of. The ship is pretty cool actually. My father was right, I would like it here. I don't get to see Jaden as much as I would like, but I am sure things will calm down, eventually. Let's just hope I don't get to see him being brought into sickbay."

 

She curled up, dropping the PADD she held on the floor next to her. "Computer, end and store log."

Edited March 21, 2008 by Ensign Patterson