Posted by Civilian Molly Holloway (CEO - Holloway Industries) in [Attack at City Center] USS Thresher: Sickbay
When Molly’s eyes adjusted to her surroundings, she found herself standing on the Thresher’s Sickbay. Ryan’s arms still supporting her.

“Where’s Newton?”

“Gone.”

“Where to? We need to get her!” Molly’s tone was almost panicked.

“No, Molly.” Ryan said, more quietly than Molly was used to hear. “You don’t get it. She’s gone. Forever.”

“Then why are we here?”

“You need to have your hand fixed.”

“Hand? What–” Molly never finished her sentence, as when she looked at her hands she was not expecting what she saw. Her right hand was covered in dark crimson blood, her knuckles held open wounds, and her fingers… And then she felt it. The sharp pain when she tried to move them. Broken. Somehow, her hand was broken in multiple places and she couldn’t move it.

With a gasp, she hugged her wrist, trying her best to keep a neutral expression.

“What happened?” The words left her lips hastily under a shaky breath.

Molly Holloway, CEO Holloway Heavy Industries (and Ryan York, with permission)

Before Ryan could respond, a grim-faced SFI Nurse gave Molly a Hypo before gently taking her bloodied and broken hand, carefully placing it in the stabilizing field… the Thresher’s CMO hurried over, taking a sharp breath as he looked past Molly to Ryan. “What in god’s name did she do Ryan?!” The older doctor growled at York before his eyes snapped back down at the X-Ray. “Nearly half the bones in her hand are either broken or shattered!”

Pausing, he looked up at Molly, a rather sad look on his age lined face. “Captain Holloway, I am Captain Aaron Wilkes, Chief Medical Officer of the Thresher. I’m going to do everything I can to patch you up and get you home, but I need to speak with Colonel York for a moment.” With that, Wilkes & York stepped a few feet away and spoke in hushed tones… Wilkes clearly agitated.

“I…” Wilkes gasped as he shook his head slightly. “… I don’t know if we can fix this here Colonel. I…” He paused as he looked at the PaDD in his hand. “… I just don’t know! The amount of damage is extensive… like she…” Suddenly, his eyes flew open… color draining, he looked first at Molly with an obvious shiver and then to York. “I have other DNA in her wounds. Ryan… did she do… that?!” Wilkes raised a trembling hand to the blood stained sheet-covered body on a nearby Bio-Bed.

York looked to Molly then back at Wilkes. “Yes… things got…” He sighed. “… out of hand. Understand, that monster has basically been hunting her family for years. Newton had a Black Order on her… she was never to leave that room alive. She… she just wasn’t supposed to go like that.” Ryan ran a hand through his hair, his eyes tired. “Aaron, I need you to patch her up so we can go. Our mission is complete.... but she can’t go back like this.”

Wilkes looked to Molly and nodded slowly. Glancing back at Ryan the CMO said flatly. “If I can put her under, we can work faster. Is that acceptable?” Ryan nodded slowly with a sigh. “Not really a choice.” Walking back to Molly, Ryan spoke softly. “Molly… the Doc is gonna need to sedate you for a bit. You really messed up your hand Babe. It’ll be faster and less stressful for you to be under while they work. Is…” He smiled slightly. “… is that OK?”

York & Wilkes, SFI