About twenty minutes after the initial call to the Sentinel, and after organizing patient transfer info and ensuring patient safety, Leah, Dr. Hunter and Nurse Montri arrived in Sickbay with their security escort.

“Leah, we’re going to put you in the recovery room where we can monitor your progress, okay? I know it’s not as private as we’d all like, but it’s the best we can do right now,” Sylvia said.

Leah simply nodded. She had said little since they started to get her discharged into the Sentinel’s care, but Hunter knew their colleague and friend was processing a lot. She patted Hart’s shoulder and then got her settled into a bed.

“Can I sleep?” Leah asked, her voice so much smaller and quieter than everyone was used to.

“Soon,” Sylvia said. “I want to make sure there aren’t going to be any more seizures and we just need you without the substance in your system for awhile longer. After that, if your vitals are still stable, you can sleep.”

She sighed and Leah nodded as she pulled the blanket up over her more.

~Leah Hart, NP