Holby: the Next Generation.

A Holby & Star Trek crossover story



CHAPTER ONE

".Arise Sir Anton Meyer."





"Well I never thought I'd live to see the day," Mike Barrett said taking a good healthy slug of the liquid in his glass.

Meyer smiled thinly. "That is because I am a visionary Mr Barrett, and you are not!" he retorted, taking a delicate sip of champagne, one elegant eyebrow arching carefully.

"We can't all have brains as well as beauty," Mike replied affably.

"While in your case I see you're in position of neither!"

Mike guffawed loudly in good humour, the sound of his laughter bouncing off from and then echoing around the distant walls of the audience chamber. A few heads turned briefly in the direction of the two men, and then looked away again almost as quickly, as a sign of good breeding.

Mike finished drinking the contents of his glass and put it down on an elegant Queen Anne sideboard, before taking another from a passing servant. "So you're really living the highlife now," he commented, looking around once more. "Don't you even miss Holby a little bit?"

Professor Sir Anton Meyer took another sip from his glass, his dark grey eyes momentarily clouding when he thought back to the events of the last few months. If it hadn't been for his services to the advancement of medical science, and the fact that the board had eventually cleared him of all charges, then he doubted he'd be where he was today. It was a sobering thought. Abruptly he put down his glass, finding he had no taste left for celebrations. "I did not come here today to discuss the past," he told Barrett firmly.

Mike nodded. "Indeed, congratulations."

"Congratulations .sir," Meyer smiled briefly.

"Or should that be Sir congratulations?"

Meyer opened his mouth to refute the suggestion, but stopped when he received a light tap on one shoulder.

"Anton. or should that be Sir Anton. anyway congratulations old chap," Sir Charles said pumping Meyer's hand enthusiastically, though in truth he didn't look as if he had the strength.

"Thank you Sir Charles," Meyer returned.

"Sir Charles, good to see you again," Mike Barrett said with a welcoming smile holding out his hand as well. "You're looking. you're looking. well it's good to see you at any rate."

"Thank you," Sir Charles Merrick said with a small smile.

"So what are you doing here?"