Posted by Lieutenant Kreed (Chief Medical Officer) in CMO’s Office - I’ll Make Her An Offer She Can’t Refuse (Tag NP Hart)

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Leah Hart (Nurse) in CMO’s Office - I’ll Make Her An Offer She Can’t Refuse (Tag NP Hart)

Posted by Lieutenant Kreed (Chief Medical Officer) in CMO’s Office - I’ll Make Her An Offer She Can’t Refuse (Tag NP Hart)
It had been a long, exhausting, physically draining day. As of 2300 hours ship’s time, the Medical Department checked out at 99.87% up to date. Far above the required accuracy of records and inventory required by Star Fleet, and done in under the three days the Captain had given him to get it up to speed. Kreed, the new Saurian CMO of the Sentinel, sat in his office… the last disorganized and chaotic place in Sickbay.

It wasn’t his doing. The apparent revolving door of Medical Officers that had inhabited the space before him had done little or stayed long enough to put the place in order. But that was a task for another day. Now… now it was time to find the missing piece.

Kreed reviewed the list of candidates for psych nurse he had sent the Captain a few hours ago. All were qualified, educated, and not currently assigned. But they weren’t what he wanted in his staff. They would work, of course- he would see to that personally- but none of them struck him as right. But psychology and psychiatric care were not his specialty by far, so he resigned himself to-

And then it hit him.

He turned to comm terminal and keyed in a code. He didn’t give thought as to rhe hour on the other end of the subspace call. He had an answer to his problem, and it wouldn’t wait.

Kreed, CMO

“Nnngggn… no, no, no.” Leah lifted her head from the pillow hoping the sound stopped. It did not.

Grumbling, she flung off the covers and grabbed a robe to cover her nightgown and moved to the comm unit. “You better not be the Ward or I will scream at you,” she muttered. She had just come off a double shift that had gone on two hours longer than it was supposed to and only clambered into bed at 0130. It was 0405.

Hart secured the tie around her waist and sat down, and pulled her long hair over one shoulder. Tapping a key, the screen shifted and a very familiar face appeared eliciting a wide smile, despite the obvious fatigue etched into her features. [O]Hola! It’s my favourite patient. Couldn’t wait for our call next week that you had to wake me after a double shift?[o] She arched her brows but was still smiling. It was him so she couldn’t be too mad.

~Leah Hart, NP

The Saurian cocked his head to the side. [o] Patient? I am no longer in your care. I - ah yes. Never mind. [o] He paused a moment and then said [o] I apologize for the late call, but you need to submit your application to the USS Sentinel right away. There is a billet open for a Nurse Practitioner with strong Psychological and Psychiatric training. A billet I requested the Captain approve just today. You would be the ideal fit, and there are people here who could use your help. As you are very aware: therapy and psychology are not tools I am skilled at. I need someone here who is. I picked a few candidates earlier and sent them to the Captain. It just now occurred to me that you are by far the best fit. You should apply for the opening… right now. [o]

Kreed, CMO

Brows arching, Hart gazed at him for several long moments as if trying to decide if he was joking or not. But of course he was’, that wasn’t Kreed’s way. [O]Tell me more…[o] Leah said. She understood his urgency (perhaps), but she wasn’t just going to drop everything just because she told her she should.

~Leah Hart, NP