Posted by Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in Side sim: Matters of the Heart

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He’d never, ever wanted her to suffer through nightmares like he did. The way he couldn’t sleep, the way he always woke, scared and shaky in the middle of the night. It was awful, and she didn’t deserve that. He had to catch whoever this was before they did anything to her, or Randy. His plans for tomorrow changed. As soon as morning came, he’d go looking for Ensigns Morgan and Ch’sirhc.

~ Roman

When Rand woke it was to Temple and Grat removing her bandages for another round with the dermal regenerator. Randy was there, but not Roman. She asked Randy where he was and Randy told her he had gone to work in the lab. Randy had no idea that Roman was planning to get involved in the investigation. Rand was quiet while they worked. Roman had said some pretty terrifying things the night before, Rand tried to convince herself it was all a bad dream. She ate when Randy had food brought, and then Randy and Temple got her up to walk a bit and to take care of some more basic needs. Randy practically carried her. Not that she couldn’t walk, but she was that dizzy and lightheaded. She slep for a long time afterwards, but not before she told Randy to make Roman go back to their quarters. He hated it here and he didn’t need to stay. She did remember that much, and that Randy was the only other person who was supposed to know that.

Rand

Roman was gone the entire day. He wasn’t back until 2000, and he had his PaDD and data disks with him, information from the investigation he was going over. He didn’t plan to tell either of them that’s what he was doing. Rand didn’t need to know the specifics and Randy would probably make him leave it alone. He took a seat quietly, in case she was sleeping, and put a hand over hers.

~ Roman

Rand didn’t do much for the day. She wasn’t allowed a book or her PaDD to read because of the concussion. She wasn’t allowed to watch anything on the computer screen due to lights and graphics because of her concussion. She couldn’t get up and walk around the room due to dizziness, lightheadedness, and disorientation because of the concussion. Randy loaded some music for her, but that just made her tired. Every time the door opened for someone to come in she jumped and her heart rate went up. Randy tried to tell her it was fine, but it didn’t help. Randy had to leave a few times, he still had work - patients and counseling sessions, but he never left sickbay. Rand tried to sleep but with them both gone she couldn’t. She ate when Randy brought her food, but anything heavier than yogurt and she got sick. Randy thought it was her nerves because she was getting meds for nausea.

Grat thought she was being stubborn by only speaking Gaelic, until he ran more tests and found the swelling wasn’t going down as much as he would like. Randy was gone during that visit, and as hard as she tried she just couldn’t figure out how to answer all his questions in Standard. She understood him just fine, her brain just couldn’t get her mouth to say the words. Most of the time her brain couldn’t figure out what the words should be. They resumed icing her head every 20 minutes again. That meant that Temple stayed in the room with her since Randy was working. She was allowed to sit up, mostly. Rand wasn’t sure why, there was nothing to look at but the far wall in the dark room and listen to the monitors beep and confirm her fear every time the door opened.

By the time Roman returned Rand was laying down again, tired and dizzy from sitting up so long. Randy was gone, out in the main medical bay. When the door opened she jerked, staring wide eyed at the door to see who was coming in. She rocked her hand gently under his, wishing she could hold his hand despite the bandages. She didn’t try to sit up but she asked about Pipkin, if he’d seen her, was she okay, shouldn’t he stay with her instead, she was probably lonely and confused.

Then she asked about Nibbles and Mushu and the lab. She had no interest in the PaDD or data disks he had. Even though he hated paperwork she assumed it was lab reports that he wanted to catch up on.

Rand