Disclaimer: This story and the characters I created belong to me. "Star Trek" belongs to The Powers That Be at Paramount…more's the pity.
Notes: This story was originally written August-October 2004 for an online trivia/games group I still belong to. I had taken it as a personal challenge to use the words I garnered from one of the daily games to inspire me to write each chapter.
The words that inspired this chapter? MONK LEGGY SPACY FLUX
Feedback welcome!
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USS Enterprise NCC-1701
Chief Medical Officer's Log
Stardate 8675309.1
"We're en route to the planet Jheniffur 8, after our latest mission, for some well-deserved R&R...
As if the crew's health hadn't already been in a state of flux...well, that battle with the Klingon bird-of-prey certainly didn't help matters any. Bed space here in Sickbay was at an absolute premium for several hours, as I was seeing casualties coming in from just about every department. I didn't lose any patients, thank goodness, and I was able to send most of them to their quarters to recuperate. I'm just keeping a few of the more critical cases here overnight for observation - including Ensign P'len, who still has a spacy look in his eyes after suffering a concussion down in Engineering...
I'm relieved that Starfleet has given us this opportunity for shore leave. Ongoing tensions with the Klingon Empire have left little opportunity for 'down time', causing me grave concerns for the crew's mental, as well as physical, health. Of particular concern to me is the 'health' of our Captain. He has never lived the life of a monk and is unused to the long period of abstinence he's had to endure while this last assignment was completed. Perhaps he will meet some leggy alien babe while we're visiting the planet..."
TBC...