It had taken Randy a week to get Rand to come out of her quarters without having a mild panic attack. She refused to go by her office, choosing to go the long way around. It had taken another 3 days before Randy convinced her that she had to be able to at least walk past her office. What if there was an emergency, what if the other way down the corridor was blocked for maintenance? Randy argued that Rand couldn’t avoid her duties because of her memories. It had taken both Randy and Roman both to get her to go. Morgan had even come with them. She convinced Randy to let her go with them stating that she was there with Rand and could answer questions about what had happened better than he or Cmdr Alden could. It had taken every bit of self-discipline and acting training for Rand to go and not show how horrible it was for her. Afterwards, it would have been better if she could have slept, but delaying the panic attack hadn’t made it better once she was safely back in her quarters.

She couldn’t work from her office, she couldn’t even bring herself to get anything from the room. Roman did it for her, or she went without. She worked from their quarters, avoiding her office completely.

Rand had been back on duty, finally, for a couple of weeks. Light duty. That meant half day shifts, limited screen time, no lifting at all, and lots of breaks to sit. That meant no running. She missed her morning runs, but Elbbirt would not clear her to start running again. At first it annoyed Rand, then as she realized how tired she was after just morning rounds, she stopped complaining. Her day was split into three hours in the morning and two in the evening. She barely was able to get evening reports done for her hour long meeting with Rogers, but Randy helped with that. Running errands like uniforms or stocking the conference room or the yeoman pantry or butler’s pantry in Rogers’ quarters meant she now had help. Gorshin or Chief Helpful always made sure someone was around to carry things for her. Rand tried to explain the restriction was for lifting not carrying things. And only because she got dizzy standing up from bending down still.

Every evening after her meeting with Rogers, she and Roman would eat so she could sit for a bit, and then he would take her to see Nibbles. She wasn’t able to come during the day. Rand hated to admit she needed a break in the middle of the day, but she did. And Roman couldn’t stay with her and watch her 100% of the time while he was on duty. Nibbles was still steadfastly attempting to climb, and Rand wasn’t sure how to discourage her. Rand didn’t really have the heart to make her stop, but knew she needed to. She ended up having to cup the mouse in both her hands to keep Nibbles in one place. The distraught squeaking and chittering had stopped now that Rand had been around for a few weeks.

Rand