Commander
Dickerson burst into sick bay. “You said Captain Stewart was awake.” She tried
to sound calm.
“She asked
for you by name.” the corpsman was friendly. “Right this way.” He headed for a door.
“She did?”
The commander inquired as she followed the corpsman.
“Yes, that
is why we notified you before the Captain.” He led through a door, down a small
passageway and into another compartment.
Captain
Stewart was lying in a hospital bed with the back slightly elevated. She had an IV in her arm and a small table
with a tray of food on it. She looked
over as the corpsman and the commander entered the room. “Kimmie!” she weakly exclaimed.
The
commander stepped over to the side of the bed. “How are you feeling Gwen?”
“Like I just
lost a cage match.” She smiled. “But they say I’ll be well enough to be back on
duty in a few days.”
Kim looked
at the splint on Gwen’s left lower leg. “And what about that?”
“Only the fibula
is broken.” She looked at it. “The damned foot strap didn’t release on impact.”
“It would
have been better if you didn’t have an impact at all.” Kim forced a smile.
“I was
working on that.” Gwen smiled back.
Captain
Calhoun entered the room and looked at the patient. “How are you doing captain?” He asked as he
approached the bed.
“I’ll live
sir,” She looked to the Captain “Much as I might not like to right now.” She
joked.
“I’m going
to hold you to that.” He gave an exaggerated ‘stern’ look to her for a
moment. “So what happened?”
“Something
disturbed my flight path,” She frowned “like a gas vent or maybe a magnetic
attraction.” Her frown relaxed as she
looked at Kim. “I don’t know what, but
something caused an oscillation.”
“Ok.” The
Captain was willing to give the benefit of the doubt. “You get some rest, and
try to remember what happened.” He
turned to Kim. “You are due for your shift.
I would suggest you report to the lab to start.” He raised his eyebrows
with a knowing look.
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