Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Aasrel Izei (Chief Medical Officer) in Nightmares Tell Us What to Pray Against

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Bethany Kovra Gadi (Chief of Security) in Nightmares Tell Us What to Pray Against

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Aasrel Izei (Chief Medical Officer) in Nightmares Tell Us What to Pray Against
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“I promise I’ll try.” Aasrel said. He squeezed her hand. “Nothing is going to happen, okay? I’ll be okay.” Then he sighed softly. “I just… want to be able to help. I… I feel guilty for getting the surgery.”

~ Aasrel

Her head tipped to the side and she leaned in and kissed him. “Please don’t. I’m glad you got it. You were able to get the donation. It makes everything I’m dealing with worth it, knowing you’ll be okay now.” Bethany reached over and turned out the lights. She sat on the edge of the bed until he fell asleep. Then she sat in her chair, resting her head on her folded arms on the mattress. Her sleep was haunted by Nightmares.

Bethany

Aasrel smiled sadly. To him, it was only worth it if she was going to live. She had to. He lay quietly for a while, thinking about it. He’d been given the sleep aid and the nightmare meds again, with the nausea med. He slept soundly through the night, sleeping heavily and long.

~ Aasrel

Bethany slept fitfully haunted by monsters both past and present. Jonan made the mistake of trying to wake her and make her go to bed. The security chief proved her worth and skill, that despite the lightheadedness of her recovery, Jonan was thrown to the floor. The only thing that saved him was her deeply ingrained discipline.

She apologized profusely. Jonan thought it was hilarious and told her she was going to work twice as hard the next day in her exercises if she could that. He did get her to go to bed.

Sleep was non-existent after that, and her heart rate wouldn’t come down. She was out with a nurse exercising when Aasrel finally woke up.

Bethany

Aasrel woke in pain. His head was throbbing. Likely because of his stunt the day before. He wanted to sit up. He reached for his own bed controls and started moving the bed up. It made him dizzy, but he got what he wanted. He stopped at most of the way up. He wasn’t sensing anything right now. Where was Bethany? Not in the room. He had to think. he must be out walking. That was good for her. He was fine without her for a while.

~ Aasrel

Harkins walked in a few minutes later. “Well at least you didn’t try to get out of bed this morning.” She spoke carefully as she she read his monitors, “You have another round of scans this morning. How are you feeling?”

Harkins

Aasrel huffed. “I feel okay. My head hurts a little.” It was more than a little, looking at his readings. “I just want to get up. And maybe eat.”

~ Aasrel

Harkins sighed, “Dr. Izei we can’t get you better if you down play your symptoms. Plus you are scaring the life out of Bethany.” As she spoke she prepped a hypo with his pain medication. “There that should help. Poor girl barely slept all night and when she did she was having nightmares. What do you want to eat? You will get up after your tests this morning.”

Harkins

“She’s having nightmares again?” Aasrel asked. “Talk to Th’rethiss about giving her what it was you gave me. Please.” He shrugged, “I don’t care, anything’s fine.” He needed to hurry up and get her better.

~ Aasrel

Harkins brow went up. Again? “Well, I would in her place. I imagine she feels trapped. There is a clock ticking and no one can stop it. With this horrible mission she can’t even reach out to family or friends. The only person she has is sick and she is off duty. She can’t even work and do what she can for the crew to distract herself. I feel bad for her.” She adjusted his pillow. “I’ll be right back with your breakfast.”

Aasrel nodded miserably. “That’s why I don’t have all this time to waste. I need to look for her cure.”

Harkins shook her head, “Killing yourself won’t help her.”

Aasrel scoffed as if that were ridiculous. “I’m not going to.”

Harkins was gone a few minutes and returned with a tray full of a variety of hardy warm dishes from biscuits to oatmeal with toppings, to eggs, and other various items.

Harkins

“I hope that’s to share because I can’t eat all that,” Aasrel commented, picking up a biscuit and sticking an egg in it.

~ Aasrel

Harkins smiled, “No, but with an upset stomach it is better to eat a little every so often. This way you have food when you get hungry. Besides the more you eat, the more energy you have, and that helps your body heal. I’ll be back with Th’rethiss when you are done.” Then the nurse left.

Harkins

Aasrel ate some, finishing the egg, sausage, and cheese biscuit he’d put together, and a glass of orange juice, and then set the tray aside. His PaDD had, at some point, been moved to the other side of the room. There was no way he could reach for it… He peeked at the door. Th’rethiss wasn’t coming yet and today should be busier. He’d have time.

Like before, he reached up and silenced the fall alarm. Then he eased himself out of bed, one foot on the ground at a time, then a hand to steady himself. The room was spinning violently. He had to keep a tight grip on the bed. He moved slowly toward the foot of the bed, toward the counter where his PaDD was set.

~ Aasrel

Bethany walked in about the time he let go of the bed. All it took was a quick scan of the direction to know why he was up - his PaDD.

Jonan had worked her to the point she was sweating. When he said she’d pay for that reflex he had meant it. She was grateful for a sonic shower because she didn’t think she had the energy for having to rinse, soap, rinse, dry off. Her heart rate was still up, she was still dizzy, and if she wasn’t careful her balance was off. Jonan ordered her to go sit, preferably lay down, and rest.

Bethany was suddenly by Aasrel’s side, ducking under his arm, her arm going around him for support as his knees seemed to buckle under him as he let go of the bed. Her foot twisted and stumbled under her as the room started acting like a fun house floor. She grit her teeth as she took his weight, squeezing her eyes shut and focusing on the tactile feel of the floor under her feet rather than her rebellious head. “What are you doing?” She hissed.

Bethany

The longer he was up, the worse his symptoms seemed to be. His stomach was going to rebel if he didn’t hurry this up. The room looked like one of those psychedelic drawings, nothing was still. As soon as Aasrel let go of the bed though, his knees buckled and he was headed back towards the floor, and fast.

Suddenly Bethany was under him and his descent slowed but did not stop as Bethany fell too. “My PaDD. I needed my PaDD,” Aasrel insisted. He needed to protect his head - and Bethany. One arm around her, he reached the other behind them, hoping to grab something or break their fall.

Aasrel’s hand collided with the floor, his palm stinging from the impact. Shooting pain stabbed his wrist as he tumbled the rest of the way down, hitting the ground hard. Bethany was on his right, this time it was his left side that collided rather abruptly with the ground. He sat dazed for a long minute, unable to focus on anything. Everything was moving too much.

~ Aasrel

Bethany knew how to fall. She knew how to take the impact of cushioning someone when she did. She also knew not to fight with them too hard when they struggled. Aasrel was fighting to protect her. Instead her arms came up and wrapped loosely around the helmet, taking the impact instead of his head.

She heard the crack, but wasn’t sure where it came from. She knew it wasn’t her. Oh her elbows and forearms would be a bit sore, maybe bruised but she knew she hadn’t broken anything. … Unless of course her mind was numb to it because it was really bad.

The room seemed to expand and contract but she managed to get beside him and keep his head still. “Jonan!” At least her voice was steady. “You could have asked,” she hissed at him. “You promised… Just be still.” The big Klingon entered the room, “I need help in here!” He almost roared to the larger bay. He took Bethany’s place, and she scooted out of the way. Two more medical officers entered and helped Jonan get him back on the bed. Harkins appeared beside her, helped her up, and took her out to a biobed to have one of the other doctors check her. Th’rethiss was muttering what was possibly curses as he hurried into the room.

Bethany