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B'Etor Patterson

Calming Nerves & Doctor's Orders

Marius remained in Sickbay, laying on his bed, relaxing. B'Etor watched him and kept swinging her legs. She had no idea how she was going to talk about this with a man she barely knew. She cleared her throat, which came out like a low growl.

 

Marius jumps, half scared, half nervous. "You're not going to eat me now, are you?" She looked at him and blinked. She shook her head. Normally that little crack from him would make her smile, this time, it would not. She sighed, looking down. "I barely know you, why do I want to talk to you?"

 

Marius shrugs. "I wouldn't know. I'm the engineer here, I'm awful with social situations." He smirks, somewhat uncomfortably.

 

"Me too. Klingon's aren't exactly known for their social skills." She sighed. "What about Romulans?? Are they social, or are they like us, ackward and quiet?" She tilted her head, watching him be uncomfortable.

 

"Pretty awkward too. My dad doesn't talk very much. And he's one of the more sociable type of Romulans." Marius smirks remembering him. Then his face falls. "I wish he was still alive..."

 

She listened to him and looked down. "Sorry. I didn't mean to bring up bad memories, I am just curious about Romulans. I know my father was, but I never met him, and my mother gave me up at birth.." She looked up at him.

 

Marius looks a little shocked, not realizing B'Etor hadn't known any of her parents. "I'm sorry. I guess, it never really occurs to me what it's like to grow up not knowing your parents or anything."

 

She shook her head. Her black thick curls shaking around her face. "I was adopted by a great Captain. As far as I am concerned, he is my father. But, Starfleet doesn't exactly have a long list of Romulan A&P, compared to Klingons."

 

"I guess I kinda had a sheltered childhood. I never faced any problems, other than the occasional remark about vulcans or romulan racism."

 

She smiled. "Yeah..I know how it is to be a mixed race that isn't completly accepted. To be raised around people who act like they like you, but they stare and comment under their breath..."

 

He laughs. "I've gotten kinda used to it. I just look for those who accept me, and move on. The only time I still get insulted is when they immediately assume I'm Vulcan, and start to harass me about something related to them instead." Marius tries out his strength, slowly sitting up.

 

She looked over his face and shook her head, not really able to do much. "Only the lame man can think Romulans and Vulcans are the same. The high brow line proves you are Romulan, as well as your hair. Unlike you, though, I can hide my ears, and brow line."

 

Marius looks up, scowling, and ruffles his hair. "Perhaps the one thing I wish I could remove from my genetics. This mop makes me look like I'm wearing some nerdy cap or something."

 

She laughed, shaking her head, putting her hair towards him. "Would you rather have the hair I do? Long, thick, hard to manage, and frizzy?"

 

He feels it, and considers. "Hm. Maybe that wouldn't look so good on me." He looks up at his hair, sighing.

 

Marius content that he can at least sit up, considers attempting to stand. He looks at B'Etor though, worried that she might tackle him back down.

 

"Anytime you want to trade, you let me know." She sighed again and watched him work on sitting up and getting strength. "Careful, you get hurt or re-injure yourself, Dr. Wydown will have my head."

 

Marius laughed. "You're worried about someone having your head? Here I am worried you're gonna have my head if I do anything stupid again."

 

She looked at him as if she couldn't believe he really thought she would eat him. "Lieutenant, I have never eaten a person, in my life. I have only eaten no more than a dozen small animals, gamey animals."

 

Marius laughed again. "I don't know, but there's just something, like, kind of intimidating about you... but at the same time, not."

 

She looked at her body, then him. "Could it be the extra thick skull plate, 5'11'' large build, and the fact I am Klingon and Romulan?"

 

Marius considered it. "Maybe... but then again, it's not like I've gotten along with Klingons before. Admittedly, I haven't been around one in a while, but I don't think that would make a difference."

 

She nodded. "It could be the 250 years of Klingon/Romulan tension. That much about my heritage I know." She looked at him, her mocha colored skin almost blushing. "Are you saying I am not intimidating anymore?"

 

"Well, I don't think it's the Klingon/Romulan history, because I grew up on Earth. None of that really affects me. As for you, I can't describe. Like, I find you kinda scary to talk to, but... I want to talk?" Marius looks confused.

 

She laughed. "I was raised on Earth too. By human grandparents. Odd, most people don't want to talk to me. The fact that you do, that makes me curious."

 

"I don't know. I'm not really good at understanding this sort of thing. That's why I went to engineering school."

 

"Neither am I. Why bother trying to figure it out." She stood up, starting to pace. "You are half Romulan, Half Human, right?"

 

Marius watches her pace. "Yes. Why?"

 

"And, do you find the..mix.. survivable?" She paced, looking at the floor. If a Klingon could look nervous, she would look it.

 

Marius nods. "Easily. I haven't had a problem with it really. It makes me more... unique."

 

She nodded. "What about if you were Romulan, Human, and Klingon?"

 

Marius looked even more confused. "Um... I'm not sure, but I think I could live with it. Why?"

 

She sighed. "I just found out..I'm..pregnant..." She got dizzy just saying the word.

 

The word slowly sunk in, then Marius became even more confused. "...Whoa." The word "Congratulations" almost fell out of Marius's mouth, but then he became unsure whether it was a happy event or not.

 

She looked at him. "That is why I wanted to talk to you about Romulan Heritage. I know nothing about that half of me, and I am not Human, and the father hasn't spoken to me in weeks, and.." She huffed, sitting down.

 

Marius looked completely lost, unsure of what to do.

 

She looked at him. "I don't want to dump my issues on you, it has nothing to do with you, but I dunno.. You being the only other Romulan type person on the ship, and there being no Klingons..." She sighed, shrugging.

 

"Um... Well, being Romulan isn't really that bad. I don't think it should be anything to worry about." Marius gave a weak smile.

 

"I'm sure everything will be ok. Somehow, everything will work out."

 

"I am sure it will be too, but could see me as a mother? I mean you are scared I will eat you." She looked at him.

 

Marius laughs. "I was just joking. I don't think you'd be on this ship if you were type to eat me. Well... on the other hand... but still, you wouldn't be in medical if you liked eating people."

 

She listened to him and nodded. "Medical was the other think that interested me. Yo ucan be alone, help people, and no one bother's you."

 

"I bet all sorts of people pass through here... Wounded soldiers, bruised kids... electrocuted engineers."

 

She laughed, nodding. "Yeah, I seem to see the same repeat patient. Which means either Engineering isn't working it properly, or my patient isn't following Doctor's orders."

 

Marius smirked. "Both. I've learned my lesson though. The doctor says stay, I stay."

 

She nodded. "Shame it took you almost dying to find that out. Are all Romulan's that stubborn?"

 

"I don't know. My dad wasn't, but that's all I know. And again, my dad wasn't the normal Romulan."

 

She nodded. "Well, I better go, Dr. Wydown took me off duty for the rest of my shift. Now I get to go to my empty quarters and.. think..exactly what I don't want to do."

 

Marius looked at her with pity. "I'm sorry. Maybe something good will come out of it."

 

"Klingons and thinking do not mix. Bad mix. Thinking leads to bad thoughts of violence and revenge...and eating people." She nodded, a smirk crossing her face.

 

Marius couldn't help but smile. "Well, Romulans and thinking aren't supposed to go well together either. But I think you're different. You'll make it work."

 

She nodded. "Well, if you get sprung before my next shift and want to talk or whatever, lemme know." She smiled to him, feeling a little better being able to vent on someone who won't judge. She disappeared out of the main sickbay doors.

 

Marius sighed, hoping for her sake that she did better. On impulse, he made to get up out of bed. He stopped suddenly, then layed back down. Smiling, he thought to himself, "No. The doctor said stay, so I stay. Plus, she might eat me."

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