“Crud” exclaimed Potts as he raced out of the turbo lift, due the fact he was late his physical. Now running down the corridor Fletch took two rights a left and then came to an abrupt halt in order to get his bearings and check he was on the right corridor. Looking at the bulk heads he determined he was almost there “Ahh yes second door on the left” he said walking down the corridor and through the entrance to sick bay.

Walking up to the reception desk Potts straightened his uniform and addressed the young female ensign in front of him. ” Lieutenant Commander Fletcher Potts to see Lieutenant Donnelly at 1400hrs” he said in professional manner in an attempt not to show how nervous he was.

Potts, CNS