Posted by Commander Heathcliff Rinker (Chief Medical Officer/ Psychiatrist) in Sick Bay…Arrival of the GUS Redemption…when the past does not match the present or the future

Posted by Civilian Jessa Novar (Child) in Sick Bay…Arrival of the GUS Redemption…when the past does not match the present or the future
Jessa sat at her desk idyll tapping her stylus on the desk. The rhythmic pattern was white noise to Jessa as she stared out the viewport of the classroom. She no longer heard it but found the motion was soothing. It kept her hands busy as her mind contemplated a multitude of thoughts. Life had settled into the mundane routine of life over the past month for Jessa. She woke up, went to classes for a portion of the day, met with Rinker, and they spent the remainder of the day either with the Bordeaux’s or the O’Neills. Jack had two sons that were close to Jessa’s age. She actually enjoyed going over there when Kelly and Ian were on duty. The family was loud, noisy, and reminder her of happier days back home. Rinker’s sessions were less intense and draining now that she had stopped fighting him on every topic that was broached. It had been exhausting trying to out think him or look for meaning in every word he spoke. Unfortunately, Rinker’s session plagued her thoughts after they were over. She often shrugged off his questions but they seemed to find a way to lodge deep in her brain making Jessa question things she didn’t even know she had questions about. Glancing up at the clock, Jessa ran the numerical system in her head trying to remember the sequence so that she could count down how long before she could leave.

It was at that moment the wave hit the ship. Her body was thrown across the but her armored suit came on instantly preventing her from impacting anything in the room. The event was over almost as fast as it had started except for the fact that Jessa’s heads up display in the suit went wild. Intelligence about the arriving Galactic Union fleet scrolled almost too fast for her to read it; however she clearly read one line.

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Two minutes later
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Jessa broke into sickbay running at full speed. Her eyes scanned the room finding the one person she was looking for. “Rinker.”

“Jessa, we discussed interrupting at inopportune times. There are always medical emergencies about and you can’t just run in here anytime you want.” Rinker snapped taking a deep breath as he moved around the space. Sickbay was in emergency mode but very few of the people in here needed emergency help. Things had started slowing down but if the fleet outside wanted to start a war, sickbay would soon be hopping.

“Yes but,” she started to stammer and the words caught in her throat. She definitely did not like Rinker’s new position on the ship. He had been allowed to keep his old office due to his dual specialties but the Sickbay felt too open at times for her.

“Pellan is here. The fleet is here,” she repeated following him around the room. “What do I do?”

Jessa Novar

Her question made him pause. “What do you mean,” he asked. For weeks now all Jessa had talked about was this very future. Now she seemed panicked and confused.

Rinker CMO

“I mean he brought every ship in the fleet. Like every ship.” There was a knot in her stomach and she felt like she was going to throw up. Jessa had spouted for a month about how Pellan would come to find her. She whole heartedly believed this but in this belief, Pellan arrived in his diplomatic ship. The presence of all the ships felt wrong. “Don’t be scared okay.” Jessa reached up to her neck and activated the armored suit. In a flash, Jessa was completely encased in the alien armor.

There was a strict rule about her suit. Since there was no real way to remove it as far as they could tell, Jessa had a no use rule. This was definitely breaking the rule however, she had no other way to show Rinker what had her so upset. “Its deactivated. I am not going to hurt anyone,” she replied retracting the helmet. Raising her arm up, Jessa activated the heads up display which projected an exact image of what everyone was seeing on the bridge. The holographic image lacked the crisp sharpness of the Federation’s holograms but it was clear that there seemed to be hundreds of ships almost surrounding the Atlantis.

“They are also hailing me. I don’t know what to say. What if they want me to leave the Atlantis? How do I protect the ship? How do I protect you?” Dropping her hands to her knees, Jessa leaned over and tried to put her head between her knees like Rinker showed her when she started to feel a panic attack coming on. The problem was the armor suit did not actually bend like a human body. She could not get her head low enough so Jessa dropped to the floor in a seated position. “What do I do?”

Jessa Novar