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Episode 11 - Family Matters
Stardate 73834.3
MD004 1400 hrs

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Some Medical Attention

Posted on Tue Sep 10th, 2019 @ 9:11pm by Kalen Jacobs & Lieutenant Ameri Ó Flannagáin
Edited on on Tue Sep 10th, 2019 @ 10:24pm

Mission: Episode 8 - The Silence
Location: Sickbay - Deck 5 - USS Pioneer
Timeline: MD002 1800 hrs
1272 words - 3 OF Standard Post Measure



Ameri entered the medical department and glanced around, looking for someone to help her. She waited for one of the medical officers to go by and finally snagged one.

“Excuse me,” she said clearly. “I wondered if you could help me.”

Kalen had been looking through some of the genetic makeups of Azzians that Richard gave him. He was rather engrossed and then he heard a voice. With a quick look around he realized that all of the medical staff was not around. Top that off with the person in question was a beautiful woman. "Well I think I can Lieutenant. What seems to be the problem." A sly smirk was on his face and a twinkle in his eye. He figured either he would have some fun or have some real fun depending upon how this went."

“I have had this dull pain in my right shoulder,” Ameri explained. “It hasn’t kept me from doing anything but it hasn’t gone away. I finally decided I should have it looked at.”

"Why don't you have a seat on the bio bed and we can see what is going on." Kalen suspended his experiment for the moment a grabbed a medical tricorder. "Tell me how did someone like you get injured." He slid the tricorder in his pocket and opted for a more hand on approach. "You tell me if any of this hurts." He said as he began to rub her shoulder.

“I got in an altercation,” she explained. Ameri wondered why he wasn’t using a medical instrument. He was the doctor though so she would see what he had to say.

"Tell me about it... It seems that you may have strained your rotator cuff. Nothing that we can't fix but we should make sure that it is not something worse." Kalen said with a sly smile on his face. He tapped a few buttons above the bed and opened a medical record. "Well Lieutenant, I do believe I have been too mesmerized to get your name."

“Lieutenant Ameri O’Flannagain,” She replied. “I just signed on as operations chief, before that I was a stay at home wife and mother.”

He found her name on the list of crew and his eyes widened briefly. "I see you are married to the illustrious Executive Officer. How does that go for you?" His question dripped with sarcasm. It had the undertone that he would be a better choice. A smirk that seemed to be permanently on his face was there again. "It says here you are assigned to the Science Department."

“I recently moved to Operations Chief,” Ameri informed him with a frown. “What does my being married to Quinn have to do with my treatment?”

"Nothin darlin, nothin at all. Just trying to make small talk while I patch you up." He smiled as he ran the thew scanner over her shoulder, first the front and then the back. "I am just not used to dealing with living patients." He laid the charm on. What was the worst that would happen he thought.

“What do you mean living patients,” Ameri asked quickly. This poor man could flirt all he wanted but he would soon learn she is not interested.

Kalen chuckled as he thought how people could be oblivious to what specialties others did on a ship this small. Then again he had no idea this woman was married to the XO so he should not be one to talk. "I am a DNA specialist I examine where you came from genetically. The only time that I deal with the living is to examine mutations in genetics and things along that line. However, I am a member of this ship's medical staff and as such I am more than capable of taking care of a torn rotator cuff."

Ameri sighed in relief. “For a moment I thought you were a mortician.” She smiled then. “I am not ready for that, Quinn and I have to many plans.”

"Oh yeah? I always thought that the fleet life was not the place for plans. I mean the mortician can come calling at any time when you are in the fleet. Ever wonder if you are living life to it's fullest." Kalen said with a smirk as he reached for a hypospray. "This going to dull the pain and the ache. That will allow the muscle and the tendon to heal and strengthen."

“Our plans revolve around the fleet and our family,” Ameri replied as she waited. “No one is ready to go though.”

"Funny most of the officers that I have spoken to in the past have said that the fleet, the crew is their family. I would imagine that being married to the XO means little to no time together, but then that is only my imagination. There is only one person that I have met that I would ever consider settling down for." Kalen said with little or no explanation. He was just about done with the treatment but was enjoying the conversation, so he tried to stall.

“We are creative,” Ameri smiles. “Besides, serving here together we see a lot of each other on the job. Why haven’t you? Settled down?”

Kalen let out a guffaw, one of those laughs that shakes you belly to the core. "Me, settle down that is a great joke Lieutenant. There is one of two answers to that question, and I have not figured out which is the correct answer. It is either I have not met the correct woman or I am just not cut out for that kind of life." Kalen set the tools down, he had finished mending her injury. He shrugged as he spoke and gave her a sheepish smile.

“Not everyone is meant to be married,” Ameri replied. “The important thing is that you are happy.” Her shoulder felt so much better, no pain at all. “Some of us are and others aren’t.”

Kalen's thoughts drifted toward Tallida and how if he were to marry it would be her. Those thoughts were pushed deep into his mind as they were something to be dealt with a later date. "i would be happier in a lab and not out here on the edge of space. But this is the life when you are the leading DNA expert." He smirked, the momentary glimpse into his emotional side was gone. Back was the man who would hit on a married woman.

Ameri smiled. “We don’t always get to choose where we are but we choose our careers. You are doing what you love to do.” Her eyes lit up. “Including hitting on a married woman. It is a good thing this woman is blinded to your charms.”

He feigned pain. "You wound me Lieutenant... And it seems that your wound is all healed up." His thoughts wandered for a moment as he wondered if she would be interested.

“Thank you, Doc,” Ameri said as she got off the sickbay bed. “I’ll make that a solid no, just for future reference. I love my husband and no one could ever hold a candle to him.” With that, she headed on her way. Ameri felt for him, he wasn't a bad looking guy he just needed to find a woman who was available.


A Joint Post By

Lieutenant Ameri Ó Flannagáin
Chief Operations Officer, USS Pioneer


Dr Kalen Jacobs
Medical Officer, USS Pioneer

 

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