Be Right Back, Famous Last Words

Posted on Sat Sep 22nd, 2018 @ 5:24pm by

427 words; about a 2 minute read

Mission: The Emerald Road
Location: Sickbay/Quarters

Sickbay

Xavier returned to Sickbay to collect a few things he'd forgotten, problem in that was as soon as he was seen he was drafted into service. From seeing a patient to treat a sprain and to make some notes he hoped to make a speedy exit. He was deeply concerned by what he'd seen. It was perfectly natural that some people should be struggling with limitations but that some would take on a holodeck program outside of his or her ability to 'push themselves' seemed too much and dangerous.

So people appeared fine before going into a vicious downward spiral, while others didn't. Everyone was different and sometimes the signs only became apparent when it was too late. All that could be done was to try and treat what he could see.

Throughout the day Xavier had already dealt with his normal workload; seeing patients, doing some evaluations, completing records. Most had been taken care of during his absence, but there was always the things that only the CMO could do.

By the time he actually managed to escape again, 40 minutes later, he headed to his shared quarters with his fiancee, BJ

Quarters

Xavier flopped down into a chair as soon as he got in and sighed. It had been all go for days and this felt like the first time in forever he could just sit down and relax for a moment.

He finally dragged himself up and changed out of his uniform into a pair of comfy trousers and a loose shirt. Some light jazz music in the background, a good strong cup of mint green tea and he was all sorted for the evening.

Even as he sat reading, his mind wandered to new problems. What was the mission going to have in store for the Dreadnought when they got back? If it went well, the Medical team would likely have little above normal duties, which would be nice. The past few missions had been taxing on everyone, but Medical often bore the brunt; the injured always needed tending, people always need follow-ups and that could go on for weeks or months.

But then again, when had the Dreadnought ever had a nice easy mission? Well, there was always a first time.

One could only hope in light of the future that he himself planned to share with BJ. They had only talked a few times but got some done in those times, soon he hoped they would have the opportunity to sit back and chat, hammer out some details proper.

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