Elbbirt had finished with the bone fuser, put the book back on her foot and left. Shrine had busied herself reading her vitals on the display above the bed. Cpt Rogers had stayed for awhile with that adorable kitten. Poor thing really needed medical care. Rand had no idea of anyone in sickbay was willing to attempt to treat it, but she knew Roman would. He was amazing with animals and would do what he could. He liked animals even if he tried to keep his distance with the ones in the lab. She hoped that Roger’s took Willow to him.

Her foot hurt. It was throbbing and every once in a while there was a sharp stabbing/slicing pain that went through it if she accidently tried to move it. Shrine had tried to give Rand more pain killers, but she was being ridiculously stubborn and refusing them. They said they were coming back in the morning for another round with the bone fuser and Rand had no intention of doing that again. She hurt enough that the reports she was staring at trying to finalize stayed that way because she couldn’t concentrate, and she hurt too much to sleep. Now rationally, Rand knew it would be better to take the meds and sleep because she wasn’t getting work done anyway. But she had this bizarre notion in her head that she was going to go down the corridor to the biology lab to see Nibbles. Yep, she wanted to see Nibbles, not anyone else.

So while Nurse Temple was busy in another part of sickbay Rand decided that she was going to see. It wasn’t far and she’d be back before anyone noticed. She sat up and carefully swung her legs down and slid off the bed, putting her weight on her good foot, she leaned against the bed for support and began to quietly hop toward the door.

Yeoman Rand