Posted by Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in Why are There Never any GOOD Side-effects?

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in Why are There Never any GOOD Side-effects?

Posted by Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in Why are There Never any GOOD Side-effects?
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She shook her head no. She was almost hyperventilating and she was shaking.

Rand

The bubbly Ensign stopped a little ways away from Rand, looking worried. “Do you want me to take you somewhere? What about Commander Alden? He’s in his lab.”

~ Scott

Rand shook her head and made a distressed sound. She didn’t know. Her chest was starting to hurt and she couldn’t catch her breath. She thought she might start crying, and that made her more upset.

Rand

“Okay, let’s go,” Scott said, deciding for her. She guided her towards the lab and stopped in the doorway. “Uhm, Commander Alden? Can you come here for a minute?” She asked, having Rand stand out of sight of the lab techs on duty.

The wall was holding her up. She just wanted to hide before anyone saw her like this. She tried to breathe deeply but couldn’t.

Roman looked up, nodded once, and stood, walking around his desk and out of the lab. As soon as he saw Rand he rushed to her and hugged her. “Rand? What happened?”

~ Roman

She pressed her face into his chest, her hands bunching in his shirt. She was trembling, breathing rapidly. “R…rec roo…m. Do n’t know.”

Rand

Roman quickly thanked Scott and then brought Rand to his CSO office. He made her sit in a chair and then pulled the other chair close and hugged her. He took her hand and started squeezing it with his own deep breaths, the way she always did for him. He’d… He’d have to take her to sickbay after this. But he wanted to try and calm her first.

~ Roman

Rand sat hugging herself until he took her hand. She tried to breathe with him. She really did. She could manage a few slower breaths before her racing heart made her breathe more rapidly. She was embarrassed and frustrated. She hadn’t had an attack like this in over a year (she didn’t count after her concussion). Nothing specific had happened. She thought she was doing better with it all.

She would squeeze his hand tightly trying to hold her breath for a count and make herself breath slower. She didn’t want to cry.

Rand

Roman sat with her for another minute or two before deciding she needed to go now. He stood, still holding her hand. “Okay, Miranda. Let’s go see Doctor Kreed. He’s going to help you.” He grinned, playfully, hoping it might help a little, “Do you want to walk or do you want me to carry you?”

~ Roman

Oh he hated sickbay. She could go alone. She turned red as she stood. “W…walk.” she did manage to smile a little though. She knew Roman liked to carry her, and she liked it. She didn’t like others to see though. She let him support her, she was still light headed and dizzy.

Rand

He hated it so much he really, really didn’t want to go. But he couldn’t make her go alone, not like this. So he walked with her, supporting her, all the way to sickbay, pausing briefly at the doorway before walking uncomfortably in with her.

~ Roman

A Vulcan nurse looked up and said “How ma-, one moment.” and they pressed a button. Inside the CMO’s Office, the computer chirped a series of tones. Kreed, the Saurian Chief Medical Officer, stood and walked briskly out the door. A moment later, he came around to the front desk. He looked at Alden first, then Rand. “Biobed 2, Yeoman.” and he turned and walked over to the bed in question.

Kreed. CMO