Captain Kirk entered the bridge at 4:57 full dressed with dampened hair from his quick shower. Spock was at his post browsing through the ship's new alerts, they were all normal.
Spock turned to face Kirk, "Hello Captain. How did you sleep?" Captain Kirk sat at his chair in the center of the bridge. Spock came to his side and lifted his hand to put it on the Captain's shoulder but hesitated then let his hand drop back down to his side.
"Well I cannot say I enjoy sleeping on the floor as much as I did when I was a kid. How about you Mr. Spock?" Kirk reached his hand back and began to rub his neck.
Spock replied, "Captain, Vulcans are known for their advanced motor skills that allow for exceptionally curative massages. Do you mind?" The captain raised his eyebrow then sat more forward on his chair.
He motioned to his neck, "That'd be great Spock. There's just a lot of tension in my neck, shoulders and lower…" Spock's mighty hands gracefully pulsed into Kirk's neck. His hands were cool in temperature and were a silky texture but not at all feminine. Captain Kirk made a pleased noise but for once had nothing to say, he simply enjoyed Spock's magic touch.
Spock glanced at the bridge's main screen the slowly stopped his rolling massage movements, "Captain our shift has begun and the rest of the crew members will be joining us on the bridge momentarily. If you are satisfied and believe a massage will benefit your pain levels I would be willing to continue after our shift had ended."
The captains sat up taller, "Thank You, Spock. My neck already feels better; I have no idea how you did that. You don't have to take time out of your day to give me a massage. I'll be alright."
Spock walked to the front of the Captain's chair, "I'd be happy to, Captain."
The Captain chuckled, "You? Happy?"
"You sacrificed your time and effort to improve crew moral by hosting a sleepover. I believe you deserve healing massage," Spock said.
The captain noticed Uhura and Sulu enter the bridge, "Good point, Commander Spock. We'll discuss this later. Good morning Uhura and Sulu." The other crew members headed to their posts and Spock returned to his silently.
Uhura looked vibrant and composed as always. She didn't drink any alcohol and she had gotten enough sleep back in her personal quarters. Sulu looked a little messier and had some slightly dark circles underneath his eyes but he was in no way groggy. Soon other bridge members returned to their posts and completed their tasks effectively. Chekov as probably the most effected from the night before. He couldn't control his yawning and was moving slowly because of his queasy stomach and the ache echoing through his brain. Although he was less enthusiastic than normal he still smiled frequently at the thought of Sulu and the events that had occurred the previous night.
"Alright crew I hope you enjoyed the sleepover last night. I'm proud to see most of you are back to prime condition," The captain glanced over in Chekov's direction and the boy's eyes were squinting against the bright lights of the bridge. "Today we head back to Earth at Warp Speed. This will take approximately 4 days which means will arrive the night before the important meeting at Starfleet Command. We will be on Earth for 10 days before heading to the Bulb Nebula for a four month long journey. You should visit any family members while on Earth or enjoy your time before departure. That's an order. Now everyone get to work making sure the ship is on course for Earth and ready for warp." The crew immediately begin to type, press buttons, or speak through their communicators to other units of the ship.
Kirk approached Chekov, "After we maintain warp I am dismissing you to the sick bay. Get some rest. I know Bones has some effective hangover treatments that will get you back by your afternoon shift."
Chekov looked worried, "Captain, I am sorry. I can function just fine here for the remainder of my shift…"
Captain Kirk patted his back, "Don't sweat it, Mr. Chekov. That sleepover was for you and I'd be disappointed if you were well rested this morning. Just get us to warp then head for the sick bay. That's an order."
Chekov nodded then turned his seat around and began preparing the ship's engines for warp speed towards Earth, "Sulu, is any space body alignment on our path set for Earth?"
Sulu kept his eyes locked on his screen, "The coast is clear, Mr. Chekov. The ship's path is safe for warp."
Chekov yelled to the bridge, "Captain the Enterprise is ready for warp."
Captain spoke, "Uhura alert Starfleet that we are headed for Earth and our estimated arrival time. Alert engineering that the path is clear and we are ready for warp."
Uhura sent a quick message to Starfleet Earth base then spoke through her communicator. The ships engine began to buzz louder as engineering activated the warp core.
The captain ordered, "Warp speed ahead for Earth." The ship threw itself forward lurching light speed. Soon the ship had reached full warp speed and had plateaued to safety. Chekov made eye contact with Kirk and Kirk nodded. Chekov walked past Hikaru wishing he didn't have to leave him, then exited the bridge.
Chekov slowly entered the sick bay that was occupied by the medical crew attending to a few ill crew members. Bones saw Chekov then walked over to him quickly, "What're you doing here, kid? Can't handle a hangover like the rest of us have to?"
Chekov looked down at his feet feeling guilty, "I'm sorry, Doctor McCoy. The Captain sent me here and told me to stay until lunch."
The doctor lightened up and led the boy over to a dark corner of the medical bay where a bed lay, "Alright, kid, I'll take care of you. Just wait here for a moment." Chekov sat on the bed with his ankles crossed. He closed his eyes for a moment and felt his head spinning intensely. Be felt the vomit rise from his stomach to his throat and reached for the trash bin by his bedside and used it to catch his vomit. Bones returned to Chekov leaning over the trash bin, exhausted.
He put the vital tool up to Chekov's eye, "You're extremely dehydrated. I don't want to give you an IV so I'm going to just have you drink some infused water and then I'm going to shoot you with some temporary sedative. You'll only be out for an hour or two and by the time you wake up your body will have replenished its water supply and you will feel as good as new." Bones walked into a nearby room and returned quickly with a few bottles of ice water, a syringe and some vitamin tablets. He dissolved the tablets into the water making it become a yellow color then handed the bottle to Chekov. Chekov took large gulps of the water until he finished one of the bottles while trying not to throw up. Bones handed him the second bottle of water and Chekov slowly sipped on it.
"I'm going to give you the sedative as you finish the second water bottle so by the time you finish it you'll be ready to pass out." The doctor grabbed the boy's left arm then rolled up his sleeve until veins were visible then began to sanitize the area with a wet sterilized wipe. He held the boys arm tight then inserted the needle. Chekov showed slight discomfort but took another sip of the water. After the syringe was emptied into his veins, Bones tossed it into the biological waste basket then unfolded the blanket at the foot of the hospital bed.
Chekov could feel the sedative flowing through his brain and got a bit loopy when Bones spoke, "So want to let me have a look at that hickie?" Chekov's eyelids became heavy but he could still feel the blood rush to his cheeks. Bones tossed the blanket over the boy, "Get some sleep." Then he walked away as Chekov fell into a deep sleep.
Chekov's eyes fluttered open and he looked at the clock and it was 10:00. He sat up, groggy and looked around. He didn't feel dizzy anymore, or nauseous, also there wasn't a headache banging around his head.
Bones approached his bedside and took his vitals again, "Well it looks like you're back to your usual health. Also I tested out this regenerative cell growth gel on your neck. Looks like you're all healed up from whoever was sucking on your neck…" Chekov's eyes looked up to see Hikaru enter the sick bay.
Bones shifted his standing position to face the man, "Don't tell me you have a bad hangover too. You're all a bunch of lightweights."
Sulu smiled a bit then looked over at Chekov concerned, "No sir. I'm just here to check up on my friend."
There was a bit of a silent moment before Bones understood then he awkwardly shifted his position, "Sure, your…uh…friend is perfectly healthy. I gave him everything he needs and he'll be ready to leave for lunch as soon as I finish his papers." Bones looked at them both suspiciously then left to fetch his digital tablet.
Chekov giggled and Sulu smiled sitting by his bedside taking his hand, "I was pretty worried. How are you, Pavel?"
Chekov looked into his eyes and was genuinely pleased that Sulu was so concerned, "I'm great now. I'm sorry I made you worried. I wouldn't have come but Captain ordered me." Sulu's hand retreated at he heard Bones' footsteps appraching.
Bones handed Chekov a stylus and held the digital tablet towards him, "Just sign here at the bottom and you're free to leave for lunch." Chekov signed the glass quickly then stood up, feeling better than ever. He thanked Bones and headed to lunch with Sulu with a beaming smile.
