Posted by Commander Thraz sh’Kellirathras (First Officer/Chief of Security) in Sickbay- Sunrises on Risa

Posted by Lieutenant Junior Grade Leah Hart (Nurse Practitioner/Counseling) in Sickbay- Sunrises on Risa

Posted by Commander Thraz sh’Kellirathras (First Officer/Chief of Security) in Sickbay- Sunrises on Risa
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Awhile later, Kham Montri and Sol McMahon returned from the surface. Seeing that Leah was asleep, they moved off to the CMO’s office where they could talk without disturbing her.

“Vitals?” Kham asked.

“Stable. No more seizures. I think our guess about it being the psilocin was correct,” Hunter said. “Did you get her stuff?”

Montri shook her head. “Not yet. The constabulary wanted to look over her room undisturbed as a potential scene first. Once they give us the okay I’ll go pack up her stuff and bring it back.”

“What a mess,” Sol said. The med tech ran a hand through his hair. “At least she’s safe and out of immediate danger. Though if that Daro guy somehow gets to come around, keep me away from him, will you?” In his mind, even if had been a mutual decision, he had let Leah come to harm and while she had made it through, she could have easily died from the head injury or the overdose.

“Noted,” Sylvia said.

“I’m going to go check on her,” Montri said. “I… I know she will need her space but I also don’t think she should be alone right now.”

“We can take turns keeping watch,” Sol said.

“Agreed. Where’s Kreed?” Hunter asked.

“when I left he was in a patient room alone with douchebag asking him questions,” McMahon said with a smirk.

Sylvia quirked a brow. “And there was something left of him?”

Sol snorted. “Apparently. But Constable Malia was just outside so I don’t think he was in too much danger. Definitely some, though.”

The three chuckled at the thought of what Kreed might have done if there hadn’t been law enforcement outside the door.

Kham stepped out first and moved quietly over to Hart’s bedside, watching the readings in the bedside monitor. Satisfied that they looked okay, she pulled over a stool and took up sentry duty over her friend.

~Leah Hart, NP

A little while later, Leah shifted into REM sleep. But a few minutes later, the monitors alerted the staff to a heart spike. Leah cried out and sat up abruptly, swaying. Everything was swirling in bright colours, but there was the distinct feeling of solid ground under her tiny feet. She had tiny feet. She stumbled and strong arms caught her. They were warm. Comforting. But everything was still spinning and she couldn’t see where she was going. Just the swaying green branches.

Except Leah was still on the biobed and Kham was holding her so she didn’t fall off. “BP is 150 over 90. Pulse 143,” Sol said.

“Leah, you’re on the Sentinel. You’re in Sickbay. You’re safe,” Nurse Montri said.

“Spinning! Everything is so bright!” Hart said, gasping for air. But Kham placed a hand on top of her head and that seemed to help, well, at least her emotions.

“You’re having another flashback. I know it’s uncomfortable,” Sylvia said. “It should pass soon.”

Leah nodded but then regretted it deeply. Tears slipped down her cheeks. “I was walking somewhere. In my heels. But not well.”

Her friends exchanged looks. “Just take deep breaths,” Montri said. Leah leaned against her, taking solace from her friend’s presence as the colours continued to swirl, though they began to slow down.

~Leah Hart, NP

Thraz stood in the hall waiting for the crisis to finish, he had questions for Hart, but they would have to wait until she was stable. He took a seat reviewing the case. There were two gaps he wanted to understand more, the time in the hotel room, which was significantly long. And her time at the club. He was also curious about where her ‘date’ went when he went to look for her.

Commander Thraz sh’Kellirathras,
Executive Officer, USS Sentinel

After a minute, the flashback dissipated and Leah took a deep and calm breath. She nodded to Kham. “I’m okay.”

Satisfied Hart was okay, Dr. Hunter moved to go see if Dr. Kreed had returned yet. Outside the recovery room, she she stopped. “Cmmander,” she said to sh’Kellirathras. “Is there something I can help you with?”

~Leah Hart, NP

Thraz, smiled warmly had hunter, his antenna turned slightly testing the air around them to identify the new contact. “I’m here to talk to Lieutenant Heart” he he said barley looking up from his notes.

Commander Thraz sh’Kellirathras,
Executive Officer, USS Sentinel

Sylvia nodded. “Of course. She’s awake and in stable condition. We are keeping an eye on her heart, as it’s been under significant stain. Just be mindful of that. Also, she is experiencing psilocybin flashbacks that are quite disorienting. She just had one, so it should be fine for awhile. Come on in,” she said, gesturing with her head and stepping back through the entryway.

“Leah,” Sylvia said. “Commander sh’Kellirathras is here and wants to talk with you.”

Propped up on some pillows, Leah gazed at Syvia and then the COS, nodding. “Sure. Why not. Though I warn you Commander, my party hosting skills have taken a bit of a dive.”

~Leah Hart, NP

Thraz let out a little sniff, she could not tell if it was a muted laugh or irritation, his antenna twitched as he entered the room. “Mind if I sit down Lieutenant?” he said already moving to the chair, “I would like to take your statement” he said

Commander Thraz sh’Kellirathras,
Executive Officer, USS Sentinel

“Go ahead, though I’m not sure what I can tell you that I didn’t already say back at the hospital. Do you want to just say it over again? Or did you have something else in mind?” Did she want to go over it again? No. But at the same time Leah was seeking clarity and only by examining what they already knew and finding new information was she going to be able to figure out this mess.

~Leah Hart, NP

Thraz smiled, it was a pleasant smile .”I just have some clarifying questions, It should not take long.” he said moving. His antenna were actively twitching and turning as he looked through the notes. “I see here, that Mr Kelreden was allowed to see you, but” he paused his look at her was serious. “But I see that there is also a restraining order on the man? is that arcuate?”

Commander Thraz sh’Kellirathras,
Executive Officer, USS Sentinel

Leah shook her head slightly. “No, not exactly. He was barred from setting foot on the Starfleet Medical campus with the exception of if he was being in a patient. He’s a paramedic with San Francisco EMS and sometimes they’ll pick up patients that are Starfleet personnel. They bring them to Medical usually if they can.”

“But I never got a restraining order this would cover other scenarios. It didn’t see necessary at the time. I felt confident that him being removed from Medical would wake him up to the situation and he’d get the hint that I didn’t want to see or talk to him. And at least while I was on Earth that certainly seemed true.”

~Leah Hart, NP

He nodded his head, “When were you first aware that Mr Kelreden was on Risa, when was initial contact made” he asked, he always checked after, details would change over time, it’s natural more so with people with memory loss.

Commander Thraz sh’Kellirathras,
Executive Officer, USS Sentinel

She shook her head more vehemently, facial muscles tensing. Leah forced herself to take a deep breath to steady herself. “I didn’t know he was there. In fact I had no idea until I woke up in the hospital and the constable told me he was at the police station looking for me. Said I had disappeared. But I don’t remember him at all from last night.”

~Leah Hart, NP

He marked something off on his PaDD. “Good, thank you Mis Heart, I know this is hard for you” he said his voice soft and not without pity. “If you can continue, I would like to know what your first memory of the club is, and your last.” he said waiting for her to respond. “It’s ok if you need a moment.” he suggested.

Commander Thraz sh’Kellirathras,
Executive Officer, USS Sentinel

She nodded and looked over at Kham. “Could I get some water?”

“Of course,” Nurse Montri said. She slipped away and returned with a cup of water. Leah took it and drank two generous sips, letting the cool liquid settle her nerves a bit.

She traced a small circle with the pad of her index finger o the side of the cup as she answered his question. “We- myself, Kham, Sylvia, and Sol- had dinner at our hotel and then went to this club that the concierge recommended for dancing. We got there… um, a little before ten. It was busy but not overly just yet. We found a tall table between the dance floor and the bar and hung out there and had a couple drinks. My last memory there was dancing with this Risian woman, Alaria. My friends had left already after I said it was okay to, and Alaria and I were enjoying dancing together.” Leah closed her eyes and tried to encourage her mind to continue the scene, but it still wouldn’t come. She sighed. “It’s all fuzzy after that. I have flashes of things, but it’s all so generic. I know I was there longer but I can’t tell you anything about it, or how or when I left.”

~Leah Hart, NP

“I see” he said noting down the order of events, they seemed concurrent with the official report. “What did you have to drink, how many and did you buy them ourself, or did someone give them to you?” he asked

Commander Thraz sh’Kellirathras,
Executive Officer, USS Sentinel

Leah thought back carefully before she answered. “Umm, we as a group had a couple shots after we got there, and Sylvia and I got those together. After that I had another drink, but it was a bit later. That one I got myself. I don’t remember having anything else, she said, but a frown slipped onto her face. Images swirled in her brain and it was hard to decipher anything. It was like having a memory all twisted up and it made it hard to make out details. “There might have bene one more but I really don’t remember. Alcohol doesn’t affect me as much, but my body processes it quickly, so I’m really careful to space things out. I indulge, yes, but I’m not reckless about it. I discovered exactly what that looks like when I was a nursing student and we uncovered what my metabolic rate actually was and the consequences. I never did it again.”

~Leah Hart, NP

He nodded, “I’m not making accusations miss Hart, Just trying to lay out the night as best we can” he noted looking through the data, “do you normally use recreational drugs off duty?” he asked his tone flat, but his eyes were searching as were his antenna. He did not think she did, nothing in here file that he had found yet suggested that she was that irresponsible.

Commander Thraz sh’Kellirathras,
Executive Officer, USS Sentinel

She wasn’t trying to be defensive, but it was hard to answer these questions without adding qualifiers, especially as she was still trying to figure out what happened herself. “No, I don’t,” Leah said. “But…” She sighed. “When Daro and I were together we created a bucket list- a list of things we wanted to try or do in our life. As a mental health practitioner, I’m not only curious about different therapy modalities, but also what my patients my potentially experience. At Starfleet Medical especially, I had patients with severe issues that often couldn’t be dealt with on starships.” Leah chewed on her lower lip for a moment before allowing herself to meet Thraz’s gaze. “One of those list items was to try psilocybin. But the amount in my system…” She looked away and down at her hands. She was trying to reconcile what the captain and Kreed had insisted they knew about her, and what she knew about herself, and put that side-by-side with the person she had been while her and Daro were together. They weren’t so different and yet, and yet in this moment she couldn’t reconcile the two versions enough to ease her mind. Hands clasped, her rubbed at her fingers.

~Leah Hart, NP