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Cooks n the kitchen

Duty Log Of Assistant Medical Officer Doctor Victor Images

 

Images was getting slightly annoyed. A doctor’s sickbay is his kingdom, a kingdom that was yet again being intruded upon by security personnel. Two patients in his stead, neither in good condition, he had a lot on his mind.  Lieutenant Hawke’s presence was not helpful in relieving that mental load. When asking about the patient, she had been vague at best, when asking for her to use her empathic skills to help the Captain he had been called insane, not to mention threatened and when removing the Commander’s blankets o get a better look at him, she had grabbed it out of hands. Personally the doctor was feeling the need to force her out the room. Though she seemed to be helping calm down the commander, she was in the way.

 

Speaking of the commander, he wasn’t getting any better. Though giving him a ventilator mask had restored his breathing to normal and the dialysis unit was filtering his blood, something strange was occurring. The commander’s temperature was still below normal. This is not abnormal in a patient who has lost body temperature after sustaining a deep wound but the commander hadn’t. His problems had been strictly internal and mostly affiliated with the brain, but at least slowly and steadily his temperature was rising. The doctor was beginning to assume that the toxins in the blood might have been the cause of the problem.

 

However the Commander, surprisingly, wasn’t Images’ chief priority, bodily toxins were bad but worse still, the captain’s brain waves had become more and more violent and his adrenalin levels were increasing. The dream he was under was apparently becoming more and more intense almost to the limit of causing possibly permanent damage. With Lieutenant Hawke’s refusal to form a psychic bond with the captain he was faced with the plain facts:

 

 

1. Finishing work on the permanent cure was a hard and lengthy task already but becoming more and more difficult as the captain’s case differentiated from the commander’s.

 

2. Finding another possible telepath on board willing to go into the captain’s mind would not be likely since Hawke had stated such an action is not legal in Starfleet law and could result in extreme disciplinary action.

 

3. Using an electronic neural-link from captain Meve to a willing person, namely the doctor himself was the only scientific, quick and previously tested method left. The person the captain would link with would mentally support him and supposedly stabalise his mind, bringing him out of the REM deep sleep.

 

4. Putting some sort of treatment off any longer could be causing harm to the captain.

 

Doctor Images turned from his study of the medical charts and spoke to the intruder in his realm.

“Sir, I’d like you to listen carefully to what I propose…”

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