We dropped out of warp near the back lines of the battle, it was easy to see that the Klingon fleet sent there was outnumbered at least 6 to 1 but they were fighting valiantly
"Sir the medical relief ship is under attack they're shield are failing" announced commander Worf
"Lieutenant take us in, Chief we need to get those people out of there, transport them directly to sickbay"
"Aye, sir" was all we could say.
I piloted us in close enough, then the chief began mass transports to sickbay
A voice came over the comm
"Captain I cannot handle all of these casualties by myself I need people with medical trading to report to sick bay immediately
"
"Understood Doctor" was the Captain reply
I paused before speaking, quietly and uncertainly
"Captain, I am a doctor"
He snapped his head up
"What did you say lieutenant"?
"I have a medical degree specializing in Klingon physiology"I replied, more certain this time
"Ensign take over helm, lieutenant report to sickbay" called Sisko out quickly
I nodded turned over my station and walked off the bridge into a life I had not visited for 8 years
