Posted by Captain Molly Holloway (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Commotion in the Holodeck (Sickbay)
It was a few minutes past 0800, the Alpha shift had just reported for duty. Unannounced, a transporter beam materialized two officers in the middle of the soon to be busy Sickbay.

Molly’s concern was to signal one of the many medical officers on shift. A nurse, a doctor, the CMO, Holloway didn’t care. She just wanted someone to help them.

Speaking to the first person in a teal uniform that she spotted, she said in a hurried tone, as she tried to make sure that Forgrave didn’t move too much. “Can we get some help here? We have an officer with possible broken ribs, needing immediate attention. Please.” The final words came in a more pleading tone. Molly knew that they were going to ask her what had happened, and now that Cal knew there was no point in lying. All she wanted was to make sure that the Security Ensign would be okay. After all, he was there because of her.

Capt. Holloway, CIO

Out of all the officers on Alpha shift the nearest had been the CMO who had just been about to retreat into her office after ensuring a smooth change of shift. “Broken ribs at this hour?” She brought her attention more fully onto the pair, her eyes skimming past Halloway and apprised Forgraves condition. “Place him on the biobed” she ordered, switching out the PADD in her hand for her medical tricorder.

As Halloway helped Forgrave onto the biobed, Janvier took the moment to try and figure out who Sickbays latest visitors were. Forgrave was easy, it hadn’t been that long ago since she had cleared him for active duty. It seemed like it hadn’t taken long for him to find trouble. Halloway took a little more time since she had a stark aversion to being caught in Sickbay. In the time that Janvier had been aboard the Dresden, she could count on her hands the number of times she had encountered Halloway. But her apperance, was strinkingly familar, and she had such an aura about her that Janvier knew she should know who the other officer was.

That’s Halloway her brain eventually supplied, ending the question why the head of red hair was so familiar. How had Forgrave gotten wound up with her? A security officer, and the chief intelliegence officer coming in together at the start of shift. What had they been up to while half the ship was having it’s breakfast? “Captain,” Janvier moved forward, rejoining the pair, her arms now full with a small cluster of medical equipment she anticipated she would be needing. “What exactly happened?”

Lt. Janvier, CMO