With an arm around Sharah, Yavia led her out of the Governor’s home and toward the private lift. One of the guards was kind enough to give them help with the medical equipment. Yavia, Ilena, and Sharah and slud into the back of the slider.

“Take her home Yavia. Let her rest.” She set a hand on Sharah’s arm. “No, don’t argue. You look horrible and the pain and fatigue are palatable. You need rest. I will tell Lt. Asimina you are with a critical patient all day.” The other Betazed woman looked back at Yavia. “I will return all the equipment to and let Shrine know where you are. I’ll come check on her after my shift.”

Yavia nodded, brushing Sharah’s hair back as she rested on her shoulder. “We’ll take you to the hospital first. It will give her time to rest.” Ilena agreed, running a scan over Sharah. There really wasn’t anything they could do, but let her body work through it. Her Paracortex, as always, was hyper active and whatever Sharah and Governor had done, had left Sharah raw and from the telepathic feel of her, with no defenses left. She needed rest and reprieve, but Ilena wasn’t sure how she would get it.

After dropping Ilena at the hospital, the slider made it’s way across the city, to the semi secluded home of Major General Charles Tenkiller and his partners. Yavia led Sharah inside and down to their room. It was the deepest underground. It was more psychically distant than the rest of the house. She got her I to bed and then laid down beside her. She pulled a blanket over the other woman and wrapped Sharah in her arms.

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