I just made some corrections to the story. IT hasn't changed, I just fixed some errors. I know there are probably a few thousand more, but I will get to them later:-)

SeaQuest does not belong to me... I only wish it did:-)

THanks!!!!

Chapter 1

Tony Piccolo sat uncomfortably still as he watched the leggy brunet walk by him. He was stupefied by her. She was absolutely beautiful. He drew in a breath as he watched her walk back across deck towards a shuttle. She was searing a pair of kaki cargo shorts, a white t-shirt and blue UEO issue sweat shirt. He raised an eyebrow as he sat hidden in the stairwell and secretly watched her. She continued to carry items from the shuttle and set them down on the deck waiting for help to carry them to her new station on the Sea Quest. He ran a hand through his hair as two members from Med Bay approached her to help carry the items down to the Medical area. She was coming aboard as a new Medical Officer; a nurse and an assistant to Dr. Wendy Smith to be exact.

"What are you doing Tony?" The GELF asked as he walked up behind the ex con as he continued to stare. He watched Tony with fierce intensity.

"Have you ever seen legs like that, Dagwood?" Piccolo asked as he continued to watch the young nurse's muscular tanned legs peaking out from beneath the shorts.

Dagwood furrowed his brow completely confused by the question. Of course he had seen legs before. He had seen Bridger's legs as he walked around the beach in his shorts. He had seen Wendy's legs as she walked around the Sea Quest. He had legs of his own also. He saw them everyday. Why would Tony ask him such a strange question?

"Yeah… I've seen legs before. You have legs too Tony…"

"No Dagwood… her legs… long tan…"

"Do you two think you could tear yourselves away from being voyeurs and help the new medical officer?" Commander Ford asked as he stooped down next to the two men.

Tony took a deep breath as he turned bright red. He jumped immediately to his feet smacking his head on the lowered step above him and falling down the remaining steps. He landed on the metal grating of the shuttle bay with a crash. He laid on his back his head bleeding just above his right eye. Dagwood and Ford jumped rushing to the side of their injured comrade.

"Oh Lord…" Madeline Reilly turned when she heard Piccolo's body collide with the metal grating.

"Tony!" Dagwood shouted as he and Ford made it to the injured man's side.

"Medical emergency, shuttle bay!" Ford shouted into his PAL.

Madeline dropped to her knees and pulled out a cloth. She gingerly covered the cut with it. At the same time she pulled up his eye lids and looked into them to check for pupil reactivity. She tapped his right cheek lightly with the palm of her hand.

"Can you hear me?" She asked loudly.

"Is he gonna be alright?" Dagwood's grim expression and fearful voice caused Madeline to look up at the Dagger stooping next to Ford.

"It looks to me like a nasty cut, maybe a concussion but we need to get him to med bay to be sure." The Southern draw got Ford's attention as she continued to care for the injured man. She leaned over him her long wavy auburn locks sweeping over her shoulders brushing against her right cheek. She bit her lip as she looked back up at the troubled Dagger and the handsome black man.

"Lt. Reilly, what happened?" Wendy asked as she approached the scene with two others.

"He… hit his head and fell down the stairs." Ford answered as Madeline looked over at the two men confused.

"Get him back to med bay and run a neurological on him." Wendy ordered as the assistants gathered the fallen sailor up and placed him on a backboard.

Madeline bit her lip as she let the concern for the fallen man wash over her. She stood up next to Wendy almost towering over her. Ford raised his eyebrow as he and Dagwood both straightened up.

"Welcome to Sea Quest Maddy!" Wendy beamed as she reached over and hugged the new medical officer.

"Thanks… my GOD that… was quite a welcome." Lt. Reilly shook her head. "Who…"

"That was Ensign Tony Piccolo. This is Commander Jonathon Ford, and this is Dagwood." Wendy began her introductions.

"Hello." Madeline smiled extending her hand to the men.

"You're tall." Commander Ford laughed.

"You're taller." Madeline smiled biting her lower lip.

"Dagwood…" Madeline extended her hand towards the GELF who reached his hand out slowly taking her hand in his and shaking it forcefully up and down. "That's a great handshake." She smiled.

"Thank you." Dagwood returned shyly. "You're nice."

Madeline smiled and blushed instantly as he paid her a compliment.

"Thanks." She laughed.

"Well young lady… I have work to do and we have things to get to your quarters and into the lab." Wendy smiled. "Commander, do you think you can get this stuff to the lab? Maddy grab your things and come with me. Captain Bridger is off on shore leave and will be back later. I want you to meet some other members of the medical staff…" Wendy's voice trailed off as she grabbed the young officer's arm and began to lead her down the hallway leaving Commander Ford and Dagwood to take care of the items she was bringing aboard the submarine.

"Sure thing." Commander Ford answered to himself.

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Seaman Piccolo blinked and gingerly reached his hand up to his forehead. It throbbed uncontrollably. He felt the gauze pad which was held securely in place with tape. He laid his head back down when he felt a sudden dizzy spell.

"You have a concussion but I think you'll be alright."

The voice she sounded like a country girl a real life country girl.

"H-Hi…" Piccolo stuttered as he licked his lips.

Hello." She smiled pulling out a pin light and checking his eyes. The man flinched at the brightness of the light. She gently touched the side of his cheek with her warm soft hands as she leaned into him looking at his eyes.

"How does your noggin feel?" She asked her voice dancing as she spoke.

Did she just say "noggin?"

"My noggin?" Piccolo swallowed." I haven't had anyone refer to my head as a noggin since I was a kid." Piccolo replied trying to force a smile as he struggled to sit up.

"No, no please… stay put. I don't need you hittin the floor again." She urged while firmly pushing him back down.

"I see your patient is recovering." Nathan Bridger walked into the room as she was trying to get Tony to lie back down.

"Captain…" with some effort Tony sat up as the new medical officer turned to face Captain Bridger.

"Oh my you scared me… I… I'm sorry." She turned to face the captain dropping her pen light and stethoscope.

"Nathan Bridger." He extended his hand to the young officer. "Let me get that." He leaned over and picked up the dropped items handing them back to the nervous officer.

"Madeline Reilly… sorry… I'm just a little scattered right now." She took her pen light and stethoscope from the Captain as he offered them to her while she looked around embarrassed at dropping what she did. "Thank you…"

"Are you settled in alright?" The Captain asked.

"Yeah… uh… I haven't had a lot of time to unpack yet but I'm working on it." She ran her hand across her forehead.

"I see you've been busy with Mr. Piccolo here. Tony I believe you were told to lay back down." Bridger instructed as the young Ensign appeared to be ready to walk out.

"Yeah… Captain about that…"

"Mr. Piccolo… I suggest you listen to the lady."

Tony Piccolo pursed his lips as he slumped back over to the table and sat back down on the side. "I'm fine… really." He muttered to himself.

Madeline started to open her mouth when the Captain addressed her again. "Have you seen Lucas yet?"

"No… I'll find him later." She smiled. "I need to get Mr. Piccolo finished up and then I'll have some time to get unpacked. Hopefully I'll see him before the end of the day." She sighed as she looked back at the Captain.

"It's nice to meet you Madeline… Wendy is really excited that you agreed to come aboard." Bridger nodded.

"Thanks it's nice to meet you too, sir; and Wendy isn't nearly as excited about me being here as I am." Madeline smiled back.

Bridger looked over at Piccolo who was still sitting at the edge of the bed.

"Is he alright?"

"Yeah… he has a mild concussion, but I think the only thing he managed to hurt was his pride." Wendy Smith responded walking into the room followed by Jonathon Ford."

Tony looked down at his boots holding his head in place. "That hurt too." The injured Seaman responded coyly.

"I think you can go back to your quarters Tony." Dr. Smith nodded at the injured man.

"Thank You…" Tony sprung from the cot and darted for the door.

"You're welcome…" Madeline answered to the suddenly vanished man. She looked up at Dr. Smith and Captain Bridger and raised an eyebrow while shrugging her shoulders.

"Listen Maddy… Nathan and I were on our way to dinner, would you like to join us?" Wendy asked.

"Nah… I think I need to get unpacked. I'd also like to look around if it's okay?" She asked running her hand nervously through her hair.

"Sure." Bridger nodded his approval.

"I'd take you myself but I am heading back up to the bridge." Ford responded.

"That's alright. It'll be a while before I get a chance to go anywhere but my quarters."

Ford wrinkled his eyebrow at the response and then turned to walk out. He headed out of the room and was soon followed by Dr. Smith and Captain Bridger. Madeline sighed as she took her time walking out. She let her eyes wonder around the med bay taking in the various sights and sounds. She then walked out of the room and into the vessel. She was still wearing her civilian clothing covered by a white lab coat. She walked down the hallways until she found her room. She stopped in her tracks looking at the gold plated sign on the door "Lt. Madeline Reilly". She let her fingers wonder over the smooth as glass surface. She felt the various ridges and bumps from the engraving process. She smiled as she thought about where she was and what she was doing.

"I did it… you said I couldn't and I did it." She smiled as she twisted the door knob and walked into her room.