Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Aasrel Izei (Chief Medical Officer) in Promises and Connections

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Bethany Kovra Gadi (Chief of Security) in Promises and Connections

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Aasrel Izei (Chief Medical Officer) in Promises and Connections
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Aasrel administered the hypo gently and then hugged her to him, rubbing her back, talking gently to her telepathically, his head rested against her. He was sitting on the floor, legs stretched out, arms carefully around her. The activity made him hurt, made his muscles sore and his still post surgical body hurt. The ghost pain had faded, like he expected it to. He would do it again for her, though.

~ Izei, CMO

The medication worked quickly. At least that was a benefit of the transfusion finally having cycled out of her body. The downside was it made her groggy and tired. It caused a lull in the vortex where she could think again, she could process, and the emotions, her emotions, erupted. Where before she’d been still and more similar to shock, even though psychically she was hysterical, now it was quite physical. She shivered harshly and began to sob so hard it shook her whole body. Then the medicine took full effect, she grew quiet as her body was forced to calm, and then laid against him in a mostly unconscious daze.

Jake and T’Jal arrived at Martin’s request. The doctor had gotten a stretcher and they waited quietly outside the door.

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“Bring the stretcher,” Aasrel called through the door, still hugging her and holding her. “Give her somewhere quiet to rest. And something to dull her telepathy but don’t completely suppress it. If she can’t sense me she’ll panic.”

~ Izei, CMO

Martin and Jake entered and carefully lifted her. Jake spoke to her very quietly, his affection and concern for Bethany was quite clear, and very akin to an uncle with a beloved niece. The Admiral’s feelings were similar and equally strong. She picked up Izei’s crutch and then offered her hands to help him stand. She might not look it, but she inherited the strength of her Vulcan heritage.

“We’ll convert the chair in your room to the bed and put her there. No prying eyes and you’ll be near by. I’ll get the suppressant after we get her settled.” Martin and Jake moved back down the short hall to Izei’s room. The Admiral stayed with him. She didn’t force her help, but she was there if he needed it. She was very troubled though.

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Aasrel nodded. “That’s perfect.” He was troubled, too. Visibly so. He tried to get up on his own, couldn’t, and took the Admiral’s offered hands. His muscles were too tired to walk on his own, he needed help all the way back and into bed. He didn’t know what do to about it or how to help her. He wouldn’t ask the Admiral or Jake, he barely knew them. Instead he settled back into bed and watched her, frowning.

~ Izei, CMO

The Admiral had no qualms helping him. Her feelings were friendly and understanding. It didn’t bother her why he had had the surgery or the out come. He was simply a person, a fellow officer, and more importantly, important to someone who deeply mattered to her. She helped him get settled even as Jake fussed over Bethany. Martin came in and administered a hypo to Bethany and then walked over to check on Aasrel.

T’Jal walked over and searched Bethany’s face and sighed. She felt responsible for the younger woman. Jake set an arm on her shoulder and squeezed. She looked at Aasrel, “We don’t know each other, but anything you need for her, I will make sure she has it. Just tell me.” They left quietly so as not to disturb either of them.

“I don’t know what she needs,” Aasrel said miserably, “She won’t tell me anything.”

The older woman looked down at Bethany with concern. She’d never seen Bethany break like that. She wanted to assure Izei that Bethany would tell him, but she didn’t know.

“Your K3 is a bit elevated, an anti-inflammatory would help. Maybe a muscle relaxer.” He glanced over at Bethany. He realized Aasrel may not want to sleep or be lethargic. However, if they were connected enough the woman would panic if she couldn’t feel him, his pain could disturb her rest. “It’s up to you of course.”

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Aasrel heard his thoughts. He was right, of course. His pain would disturb her, probably stress her out. “I’ll take them.” He said. “I wasn’t ready for that much activity. Everything is irritated and sore and tired.”

~ Izei, CMO

Martin nodded and prepared the hypo. “I’ll do a low dose so you don’t get too groggy. If you need more we can do that.” He pressed the hypo to Aasrel’s arm. “You weren’t ready for that much activity, but you did extremely well. You made it there and back. With some help, but you weren’t carried.”

“I would have died of embarrassment if that Admiral had carried me here.” Aasrel tried.

Martin chuckled. “I know exactly what you mean. Luckily I was unconscious when she did it to me.”

“She carried you?” He asked in surprise and then shook his head. “Sorry, I shouldn’t ask.”

Martin grinned, “No, no it’s fine. Yes she did. She led an assault team to take us back from the Borg. I wasn’t very cooperative, so she shot me and then carried me fireman style to the transport point.”

He walked over to Bethany and scanned her. “The stomach acid really tore up her throat. I’m going to use a dermal regenerate on her before I go. She should sleep for awhile.” He left after.

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He watched Martin give the treatment. He didn’t want more medication, but he needed it so his pain wouldn’t bother Bethany so he asked before Martin left. Shortly after he was asleep too.

~ Izei, CMO

Martin came in and checked them himself. He didn’t want any unfamiliar people in the room when Gadi woke up. They didn’t know what had caused the break down and he didn’t want anyone to get hurt.

Some time later Bethany’s thoughts intruded on Aasrel’s sleep. Quinyi. Aasrel quinyi bo. (I’m sorry. Aasrel I’m so sorry.)

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There’s nothing to be sorry for. Aasrel’s reply came telepathically, in the same language. He felt tired and groggy, and worried for her. I just want you better.

~ Izei, CMO

I’m sorry. She repeated it over and over, overwhelming grief cracking even her mental voice. Physically she moaned from it. I wasn’t strong enough. I’m sorry, I’m sorry. It’s my fault.

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Aasrel jolted fully awake and looked at her. He reached over and rested a hand against her. “Bethany. Wake up, please.” He said, aloud. “Come on, it’s a dream, okay?”

~ Izei, CMO

The medicine had too strong a hold for her to wake up. I’m sorry. In her dream she curled over his lifeless body as she held him. I couldn’t leave you. It’s my fault. I knew what would happen, but I couldn’t leave you. She sobbed aloud in her sleep. I’m sorry, Rel.

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He pulled himself out of bed and closer to her so he could hug her. He was half in the chair half on the floor. Aasrel was trained in visual telepathy, he’d been taught long ago, during his Academy days actually. He was able to see her dream. He hugged her tightly, hoping she’d be able to hear his telepathy. I’m right here, Bethany. I’m going to be fine. I don’t want you to leave.

~ Izei, CMO

It was like he becane oart of the dream. I have to. I should have. I knew what he would do. It’s my fault. It’s my fault. It’s my fault.

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