The Sick One

[Kaara Soora 0]

After the meeting at The Maze, Chris moved out of the bar and headed back to the ship. He wasn't feeling his best and figured he just needed some rest after the Pheromone treatment and physical attention the Pher had given him. He managed to get back on the ship and was walking down the corridor from the Transporter room towards a turbo lift at the end. He wasn't as steady as he wanted to be but was glad no one was around to see him stumble.

 

Soora ran a finger around the rim of her water glass, watching the others depart. Her eyes followed the sick one, Nickles, and shook her head after him. She finished her water quickly, nodding to the others, and following him. She tucked her hair behind her right ear nervously, even though she found it easy to keep up with the man. She slipped onto the ship behind him, noting that he didn't realize that he had company. She adjusted her bag, small as it was, on her back, and walked a bit quicker. "Sir!" She called, coming up beside him.

 

Chris stopped sighing to himself that someone was wanting him to stop. He turned to face the New Vulcan that Joe just hired. He tried putting on a fake smile and spoke in a softened tone. "Hello ... Welcome aboard." He was a bit shaky, his complexion paler than normal. His body temp was beginning to raise again also. He just wanted to go lie down but tried to hide it the best he could.

 

Soora's eyebrows furrowed, worried about the First Mate. Even though she had been trained not to touch people, she put a hand on his cheek softly. "Thank you... for having me." She calculated quickly how cold she was versus the air inside the ship, and then figured out that his temperature was not normal for a human. "I believe the Captain said I was allowed to treat you on board the ship. Is that alright?"

 

Chris quickly grabbed her hand away from his face. "Ensign Do you make it a practice to touch peoples face when you first walk up on them? With your heritage I suggest, if it is, you may wish to rethink that. I wouldn't want anyone thinking your trying to mind meld with them without their permission." He easily let go of her hand and waved her off once more. "I'm fine. I just need some rest." He began to turn around and again started down the corridor.

Soora frowned. "I do not have that ability, sir." She tucked her hair behind her left, human ear as well, feeling foolish. "I just have been noticing all night that you do not look well at all. And your temperature has to be close to 102. Please, let me try and help you. I do not wish my superior officer to come to any harm for my neglect."

 

Chris leaned up against the wall for a moment feeling a bit dizzy. Maybe he would let her have a look at him. He didn't want to appear weak in front of a new crew member. He stood back up straight and met her gaze. "Very well Ensign. If it will make you happy, Ill let you have a look. Have you visited Sickbay yet, or been shown around?"

 

Soora's face blanks for a few seconds, then she gives him a rare smile before covering up her human ear once more. She met his gaze in return. "No, I have not had that pleasure. I have only had time to grab my bag, and follow you here. If I may sir?" She indicated helping to support him, feeling it best to ask before touching him again.

 

Chris looked down to her and smiled. "Thanks Ensign. What's your name again? Soona? Let head to the TL and Ill show you the way to Sickbay." He nods and allows her to assist him in beginning the walk to the lift.

 

"It's Soora, sir. What is your name? I don't believe I ever caught it," she said as she took his arm and placed it over her shoulders, heaving him up and off the wall. She started to walk with him towards the turbo lift, glad she had the extra strength to hold him upright. This was going to be interesting.

 

"Chris Nickles, actually an ex medic myself. Got into a bit of trouble with the Federation by treating a patient that his Kin rejected but he wanted. Prime directive stuff. Anyway Left Fleet and found Joe." They entered the lift, "Deck ##. "

 

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Chris, if I may call you that, sir." She pays attention to the deck number, so she can return if she needed to, which she assumes she will need to. "I am not fond of the Federation, though they have done nothing against me personally. It is more of my ancestors." She used a hand to pull his arm more securely over her shoulders. She stood up straighter, holding her tongue on further slaughter of the Federation.

 

Chris allowed her to tighten her grip on his arm and silently was gald she did. His legs felt like they were about to give out on him. He just had to make it down the next corridor and he was home free. The doors to the lift opened once more and he nodded. "Four doors down on the left Soora, That's sickbay." He allowed her to help him start down the corridor.

 

She felt like she was carrying him, and resisted from pulling him onto her back fully, even though she knew she could support his weight easily. She nodded at no one in particular and started with him down the corridor, moving at a slightly brisk speed, wanting to get him laying down or at least sitting as soon as possible. She counted the doors and then went into the fourth one on the left, noting the stagnant smell, and set him down carefully on the nearest bed. "If you would like to lay down while I get things ready..." She waved her hand, giving him a smaller smile.

 

Chris nodded thinking himself that that might not be a bad idea. "Alright.... Doc." He reached up activating the beds controls for Soora and then laid down on the biobed. He brought one leg up and placed it on the bed, not allowing it to lay flat on the bed but at an angle with his foot flat on the bed. He allowed the other leg to lay flat. He pulled his left arm above his head sort of curling it around and placed the right arm over his face , his bent elbow over his eyes. The Light was kind of bright and it bothered him. He just laid there waiting for Soora to return.

 

Soora nodded at him, noting his reaction to the light, and finding the switch. She felt disoriented aboard this Klingon ship. She found the switch and tuned down the lights over his bed. That done, she went over to one of the carts, finding the supplies to be quite under stocked. She gave a slight huff, then took off her bag and dropped it to the floor, opening it up and pulling out her equipment. She pulled out the Vulcan tricorder to get accurate measurements and walked back over to Chris, flipping on the tricorder and scanning his head, then over his chest and down to his stomach.

 

Chris noted the change in the lighting and uncovered his eyes. "Thanks Doc, They were kind of bright. Well? What's it say, I'm fine right? Just like I said? He goes to sit up but stops before he even gets upright, as the room starts spinning. "Umm Maybe not." He turns his face to look at the New Doc.

 

Soora gave him a half-smile, looking down at him. "Sir, it seems you're going through some more intense withdrawals... if the information from William is correct, that is. While sleeping it off might do the trick, I could give you something to help you ignore the... urges and such. In a normal situation for unrequited love, I would have suggested a rebound. But I don't think that that will solve this problem, sir. It might help to keep your mind occupied, even while lying down." She turned off her tricorder and tucked it away in her coat pocket. "I could also give you something to help you sleep. I know the beds aren't the most comfortable here, but I would like to keep you here... for the night. Monitoring.

 

Chris looked away for a moment and then looked back. "So someone has already told you about y little encounter with Redera huh? Ya I could use a bit of something to help block things but Im not 100% sure that's all the trouble. As for staying here over night I concur That might not be a bad idea. So what all did Williams tell you anyway. For my defense it wasn't my idea to get hung up with that Deltan in the first place. I was kidnapped."

 

Soora raised her eyebrows slightly at the long rant. "I did not know any names, just that you had perhaps had an overdose of Deltan and Orion pheromones. I have a natural concoction for that that I was taught on New Vulcan." She touched his cheek again softly, noting his temperature once more. "I saw you drinking tea, but perhaps..." she trailed off, pulling out her tricorder with her free hand and flipping it on once more, re-reading the results. "Ah. I overlooked a major detail here. Dehydration. I'll need to start a line, before I give you those meds."

 

Chris didn't argue this time, when she touched his face.He allowed her to begin her preparations for the line as he thought to himself that He hadn't checked himself over after He and Pher had finished with their session. If he had he might have found the dehydration and given himself something for it and would not have drank tea at Pete's. "Doc, This is a repeat performance for me. Ill give you my code and you can look up my records to see what Dash did for me before. He was the Medic that had to leave our merry band. My code is Nickles Code alpha delta delta 10."

 

Soora nodded. "Very well." She went and got the things to set up a line, wondering to herself if the man had the red blood of a human. She knew that he probably did, but she still found the idea fascinating. She hadn't seen red blood since high school. She came back over to him. "I'm going to start a line and get you started, then go look up your record on that console right over there," she said, nodding over to a desk. She cleaned the crook of his arm, holding his arm still as she put in the needle and then hooked it up to the waterline above the bed. She wiggled her nose at him. "Tell me if anything changes. I'll be back." She heads over to the desk, sitting down and then pulling up the screen, saying the code he had given her, and reading his records silently to herself.

 

"Sure thing, I think Im just going to take a nap for a bit. I have to admit I am tired. You have my permission to do whatever you need to." He watched as she moved over to the desk and called out the code. " OH Doc?"

 

Soora looked back over at Chris. "Yes, sir?"

 

Chris smiled at the New Ensign. "Thanks for noticing." He then turns his head straight looking up and closes his eyes drifting off to sleep.

 

Soora looked back at the screen, finding it hard to concentrate as her cheeks filled with green blood, the first time since she was in the Academy. She looked back over at him, and shook her head. No, she told herself. He's just being grateful. She forced the emotions back, burying them, and continued to do her work. After she was done reading, she put the mixture from Vulcan in a hypo and administered it to the sleeping man, surprised that he did not awaken. She saw no need for the sleep aid, so she returned to her desk, tapping her fingers on the wood. She would need to organize this place eventually, she concluded before pulling up a map on the console.