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Cross struggling within-

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Joe Milligan (XO) in Cross struggling within-

Posted by Lieutenant Miriam Cross (Chief Medical Officer) in Cross struggling within-

Posted by Lieutenant Commander Joe Milligan (XO) in Cross struggling within-
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Cross was rubbing her tired eyes,just as Hunter entered for his night shift ‘’Doctor Cross you do look tired ,rough day?’’ he asked as he made his way for the first cup of coffee ‘’Say’’ the male doctor went on ‘’You don’t know how my mug got broken in two do you?’‘. Seeing Cross did not respond he felt that maybe she was not up to converse.
Then the N.O entered ‘’Cross why don’t you leave,I’ll give the over to doctor Hunter’’ .She nodded and the only word was a simple ‘’Good night’‘.

Out of sickbay the female doctor headed to the gym,she eyed the black punch bag which she used in the past Not any more Cross sighed. Putting on the punching gloves she headed to the smaller punch bag.Tired as she felt Cross did not want to give in ‘’ Anything for a good night sleep’’ she muttered under her breath.

Remembering way back the trainer repeated that one should hit the bag not push it.Commonly referred to as pushing punches, which are extremely powerful punches that aim to destroy the target and have longer contact with it to cause maximum damage. Snap punches, on the other hand, aim to have minimal contact with the target by just hitting it and immediately returning after making the contact. Snapping is considered to have a stronger effect than pushing as it allows you to punch faster and harder using less energy.

With that in mind Cross started to exercise but not for long ,with perspiration running down her face the female doctor had to stop and fell on one knee breathing heavily.The frustration she felt was both painstakingly tough and crushing.

Cross CMO .

Joe walked in just in the middle of Cross swinging and ooomphing as she was swinging at the small bag. He couldn’t help but to be quiet and watch her with his brows knitted. Something was wrong with what was going on here, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. Finally, as she had given up, he walked across the gym toward the large black body bag. He turned to her as he passed and smiling asked her “Learning how to hurt them so can fixed them Miri? ” He shook his head and fished by saying, “Business must be slow. ” Joe was wearing a workout outfit with a sleeveless top. He looked for a clean pair of gloves that would fit and finding them began to slip them on as he stood in front of the bag. Looking over at Miri he decided not to kid her anymore. Not for a while anyway Joe started his workout simply three fast jabs with his right hand followed by two with his left before switching them up Then suddenly stepping back, he gave the bag two flying kicks followed by a series of jabs and upper cuts

As Cross had one knee on the floor ,she raised her head to look at Joe .Had he looked closely the look she gave him was of hostility and scorn.

Joe then stepped away sweat now dripping off his brow and looking over at Miri said with a laugh as he panted. “Not as young as I once was Miri .” He took a quick drink of water and then attacked the bag again. Finally stopping again, he asked Cross, “So I don’t see you down here much Miri, What’s the occasion? “

Lt.Cmdr. Joe Milligan XO

Something inside her snapped and with all the strength she could muster attacked Joe,slamming her body with a brute force into his ‘’So now its rubbing salt on an old wound is it!’’ Cross said through clenched teeth.’‘Want to know what’s the occasion do you!’’ the doctor exclaimed. ‘’The psychiatrist would call it a psychological, irrational or obsessive fear of something ‘’.

Cross CMO.

Joe was caught off guard by Cross’ sudden metamorphosis from a sweaty slim little thing who only hours ago was telling him she liked him to a sweaty slim little thing who was imitating the charge of an underweight bull calf. As she hit him, he was forced back a half step. But this only helped then as he bent town and stepped forward against Cross’ body. He wrapped one arm around her waist as he pushed forward with his shoulder. Taking another step forward he had deftly tossed Cross across his shoulder in a fireman’s carry. “Gods Eyes Miri!” he groused at her. “What in the name of a Klingon’s moustache are you yelling about?”.

‘’How dare you!’’ Cross screamed ‘’Let go of me,its your fault for taunting me ‘’.

She was across his shoulder, legs kicking as if she were trying to take a swim as her fists flailed away trying to beat on his chest. As he held her there the only thing, he could think of was her weight loss. She was skinny as a bean pole! She weighed hardly anything! He stood there for a moment letting her wear herself out a bit my all the flailing and hitting on him. Finally, he reached over and slapped her backside a good one and told her in an unyielding voice. “Now stop all that! You want to tell me something then let me know why you’re beating on me and then I might let you take a few free swings. As it is you may pass out with all that nonsense!” He paused again until he could feel her start to slow down a bit over there on his shoulder. He then sighed and asked her. “Can I put you down now do you think?”

Lt. Cmdr. Joe Milligan XO.

It worked soon enough, Cross got tired more then she had been previously ‘’You can put me down ‘’ she did sound defeated physically ,mentally and emotionally distressed.
‘’I’m tired but do not want to fall asleep’’ the doctor rested her head against Joe’s chest ,if the Cmdr had been baffled by her then ,he would surly be more baffled now.

Cross CMO.

The truth be told Joe had always been baffled by Miri. Her moods had always kept things new and exciting. Of course, Joe had to admit to himself that his own ideas of a good time were somewhat different than others. He suspected that Miri wasn’t entirely all Maltese. With her temper flaring as quick as it did, he had always suspected some Sicilian, some Calabrese or maybe some Saxon in her.
But as of late Miri had been acting more than ever. At first, he thought it was his sudden appearance in her life. Now however he wasn’t quite sure. “Tired but don’t want to sleep? ” Joe asked. He knew better than to tell Miri that made no sense. So, he did something that might sound to her like it made sense. He held out his left forearm in a gentlemanly fashion and reached over to lift her right hand and place it on his arm.” There we go, hold on tight. You won’t fall you’ll get your quarters alright and people will start a lot of rumors about old people.”

Lt. Cmdr. Joe Milligan XO.

Cross slapped his hand ‘’I’m not in the mood for role playing ‘’ and instead dug her nails on Joe’s back shirt.She walked with him in complete silence ,anyone who passed by wondering what was going on, the female doctor gave them a menacing glare .

Stopping near her quarters Cross looked up at Joe ‘’Cmdr I’m afraid,afraid of the recurrent nightmares that has tormented me since I returned back on the ship ‘’. Cross was thinking how to put the words in a coherently sentence ‘’I cannot leave this is the only place I get to call home’‘.

Cross CMO.

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