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

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The day continued on like that. Randy sent anything he came across to Roman just to give him something to do. He didn’t like that the fever was still up, but told Roman he had to use the compresses since a shower was out of the question with the burns. He also brought lunch and made Roman eat as much as he could. There would be more antibiotics after dinner.

Roman had no appetite. The food, which he knew was good because Gorshin’s food always did, tasted like dirt. He wasn’t going to eat but Randy stayed and made sure he did. He was supposed to be keeping the cold compresses on, and he had no complaints about that. The fever was making him miserable.

Randy had lunch with Rand. She was tired and missed Roman not being there but believed he had a lot of work to get caught up on. She wanted to help him, she should be doing more, or so she felt. She had all kinds of reports ready just for Roman’s signature from while he was out, but she couldn’t remember which ones or what she did with them. She also didn’t bat an eye about the lab being restricted. She just assumed they were cleaning the cages or running an experiment. Because she was up and walking as much as she could and was allowed, she fell asleep after lunch.

Roman was kept busy by the things Randy sent him. The disciplinary actions took longer than he expected. He was tired and working slower than usual.

At dinner Randy brought a tray and then walked Rand up to their quarters. She needed a lot help, but she was excited enough to not complain. The walk wasn’t as bad as it would have been 2 days ago, but it was farther than she had walked in awhile. Randy insisted she sit on the bed rather than a chair. She made a face at him as he left, behind his back.

Rand

Roman hugged Rand as soon as she was settled on the bed as if he hadn’t seen her in a week. “Miranda! How has your day been?” He hated having to leave her alone in sickbay. Randy had brought them dinner, but Roman still felt full from lunch. Randy didn’t stay, but then he didn’t have to. Roman would worry Rand if he didn’t make himself eat.

~ Roman

Rand hugged him back, her smile alone conveying how happy she was to be there and not in sickbay anymore. She laid heavily against him. Luckily his shoulder was healed. She started rattling on in Gaelic, her speech slow but not slurred, much. “I slept really late. I didn’t even hear you leave this morning. I guess I was really tired, Elbbirt said I really over did it yesterday. He wouldn’t let anyone else walk with me.” She was quiet for a little while. “I made it past the lab, but then Elbbirt made me stop. Said I was stumbling. I think I could have made it. OH did you get the labs clean? Franks said somebody cross contaminated the animal cages.” Franks excuse for explaining why the lab was closed to everyone by assigned crew.

Her hand reached up, gingerly touching the back of her head and it made her hiss slightly. “My head hurts. I didn’t want to tell Randy, I was afraid he wouldn’t bring me up here.”

Rand