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Posted by Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in What If…

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in What If…

Posted by Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in What If…
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It was once they were back in a room that Jay was led in and met up with them. “Roman! What happened?”

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

Lori was walking in behinf Jay as Rand tried to slip quietly out. Lori stopped her and then led her down the hall to an empty room. Rand was having a silent panic attack that was quickly becoming not so silent. Lori made her sit down on the bed and coached her through the worst of it. Pater followed them, Bys waited outside Alden’s room.

Yeoman Rand

Roman looked at Jay, “Where’d Rand go?” Jay shrugged. “Oh jeez, Roman.” He said worriedly. “Why’d you have to go and hit your head?” Obviously he could tell Roman didn’t quite seem right.

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

In the other room, Rand was hyperventilating and running the risk of passing out. It didn’t help she was embarrassed, heart broken, and crying. Lori sat with her, but was afraid she would have to call a nurse.

A doctor stopped and spoke to Bys. He gave him a curious look but then nodded and went into the room with Alden. “Hello. I’m Dr Hammond. What’s your name young man?”

“What happened?”

Yeoman Rand

“Commander Alden. I fell while dancing with a girl… Rand.” Roman looked up at the doctor. Jay stood by his bed and was giving him a look: half concern, half intimidating glare.

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

Hammond noticed the slow speech and slurring. “Can you tell me your birthday?”

A moment. “January fifth.” Another moment. The year of birth.

“The year?”

He had to think about that one but then got it right.

“Where do you live?” He asked a series of questions while he ran a tricorder over him. “What did you hit your head on?”

Yeoman Rand

“A starship. USS… Ardent. I live here in Salisbury otherwise though.” Roman thought a moment. “Erm, the floor. Yeah. Because we fell and… Yeah.”

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

The doctor nodded at the explanation and looked at Jay. “You’re his brother?” It was a question, but Hammond was pretty certain given both the concern and exasperation on the man’s face, and how quickly he showed up. Ms Farquharson had disappeared after arriving. He would check on her after. Since her escorts were still in the hall he knew she was still there.

“I might as well be, yeah,” Jay said.

“Is this normal behavior for him?” Hammond asked Jay, referring to his manner of speaking and slow consideration of his answers.

Yeoman Rand

He shook his head. “No, it’s not.” Jay looked at Roman. “He’s not normally like this.”

Roman was sitting there, arms crossed, but quiet.

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

“Did he passout or vomit when he hit his head?” The doctor asked Jay.

“I don’t know, I wasn’t there.” Jay replied. “He was with his date. Rand.”

“I’ll ask her,” he glanced out the door before turning back to Alden.

Hammond had him do several neurological reflex tests: squeeze his fingers, follow a light, push and pull. His reflexes and cognition seemed fine, except a bit slow. “I can use a sub-dermal regenerator to reduce the swelling, but a day of rest is what you really need. Just take things slow for the next day. You might find you are a bit dizzy of you move to fast. I can give you something for a headache as well.”

Yeoman Rand

Jay gave Roman another one of those looks, “Do the regenerator and the headache meds, please. He’s not good at taking things slow.” Roman grinned sheepishly, “He’s right.”

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

“You Star Fleet types usually don’t.” He pointed to the fleet issued comms on their belts as the clue that gave them away. “I’ll get the nurse to come in and take care of that.” He set the tricorder down and turned out the hall. Bys stopped him and spoke softly, looking concerned. “I’ll check on her. I need to ask her a few questions about Mr Alden’s fall,” Hammond said quietly but it carried into the room.

“She’s no good for answering questions right now. It’s really bad. I was there. What do you need to know?” Bys said.

Hammond turned to start down the hall toward where Lori had taken Rand. “Did she take her medication?”

“No, she didn’t bring her bag. She was solely focused on needing to help him and forgot it.” Hammond muttered and called out for a nurse to bring him a hypo.

Yeoman Rand

“What’s wrong with her? Is she okay?” Roman asked, overhearing them. “I’ll check on them, you stay. here.” Jay said. “Fine, fine, I’m staying. Promise. But you better go.” Roman said.

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

As Jay left, a nurse came in and gave Roman a hypo for the headache and then started using the regenerator on the swelling to the back of his head.

Bys and Pater were standing outside a room just down the hall that Hammond and a nurse disappeared into. Hammond spoke quietly and calmly as he walked into the room. From the doorway, Jay could see Rand. She was curled on her side on a biobed, pale, in a cold sweat, and not breathing well at all. If he could read the display it should a rapid pulse, high blood pressure, rapid respiration, and lower than ideal O2 states because she wasn’t breathing right. Hammond tried to give her a hypo but she pushed him away. Lori was standing next to her, holding her hand. Her voice concerned and insistent that Rand let Hammond help her.

The nurse looked up and saw Jay watching and she quietly, with a look of sympathy, closed the door. Bys and Pater exchanged a look. Bys put a hand on Jay’s shoulder and walked back to Roman’s room with him. “Miss Farquharson will be alright. Hammond has known her a long time.” He sighed, “Miss Farquharson suffers from extreme social anxiety, acute generalized anxiety, and sudden anxiety attacks. She is quite taken and invested in your friend,” his antennae waved, “even if she isn’t aware of it yet. She was quite distraught over his injury. Unfortunately, she forgot her medication and couldn’t get her anxiety under control. This is quite mild, actually, and she’ll be fine in a little bit.” He left Jay at Roman’s door, not sure if he should have said anything, but he thought it was best. Alden seemed to genuinely like her, and if he didn’t, better to know what he was getting into so he’d leave now before hurting her further.

Yeoman Rand

Jay went back into Roman’s room and gently and slowly explained what he’d been told to Roman, who nodded. “I want to see her once she’s better.” He said. “Please.” The regenerator was almost done by then and Roman seemed a bit uncomfortable with it but he was doing okay. Better when Jay was there.

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

It was almost ten minutes after the nurse finished that Hammond came back to check on Roman. “How are you feeling Mr. Alden? Any nausea or headache?”

Yeoman Rand

“Eh-” Roman started, but another stare from Jay stopped him. “A little nausea, that’s all. The headache is subsiding after the hypo.”

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

“Alright, let’s see if the curing the headache eases the nausea. If not I’ll give you something for that as well before we release you,” he smiled reassuringly. “Any questions?”

Yeoman Rand

“No,” Roman said. “How long until he’s back to normal? We’re back on duty in a week.” Jay asked on his behalf. “Can’t have a first officer with mush for brains.”

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

“He should be fine by tomorrow. If not, he should see his regular physician immediately. Rest for 24 hours and then just be cautious as you increase activity. You’ll be more than healed by the time you go back on duty. I’ll forward your file to Star Fleet Medical.”

Yeoman Rand

Jay nodded. “Thank you.” He glared at Roman again, “Hear that? Cautiously. Dad’ll make sure you follow orders and so will I.” Roman grinned and shrugged, “Is that really necessary?” Jay shook his head. “Yes. It is.”

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

Hammond nodded to Jay. “Good. I’ll be back to check on you in a few more minutes. I’m going to go check on my other patient.”

Yeoman Rand

Jay nodded. “I’ll be watching this one.” Roman gave Jay a look, “I don’t need watching.”

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

It wasn’t too long after that Lori paced past the room. She paused in the doorway, her gaze landing immediately on Jay. Then she looked at Roman. “How are you feeling?”

“I’m okay. Honestly, it was my fault. I tripped and brought her down on me. I’m glad I’m the one that got hurt.” Roman said.

Lori smiled slightly, “I think she would have rathered it had been her who got hurt. I’m glad you’re alright.”

“I was going to grab some tea.” It was an offer to bring them some, but also a subtle offer for Jay to go with her.

Yeoman Rand

“I’ll go. I’m sure this stupid lump can behave for five minutes while we get him some tea.” Jay said, standing up.

~ Cmdr Alden, XO/CSO

Lori couldn’t help it, she was glad Jay was going with her. She really liked him, but she did feel a little bad taking him away from his friend while he was hurt.

Rand was in a separate room, Bys and Pater outside the door. Lori had gone to get tea. She felt horrible. She always felt sort of disconnected after the medication. It was embarrassing and horrible. First she’d tripped him, and of course he was too much a gentleman to let her take the blame. She’d been so worried and hadn’t not known what to do. That was the worst, not knowing what had to be done. Thank goodness Lori had taken a liking to Jay. She wouldn’t have known who or how to call anyone otherwise. She supposed Bys could have found out. She hadn’t heard anything about Roman. Lori promised to see if she could find out, but Rand resigned herself to not knowing. He probably didn’t want anything to do with her now.

Her vitals were mostly back to normal, but she was pretty dazed and unable to hold onto a thought for very long.

Yeoman Rand

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