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10.
Lacey puttered about the Medical Bay keeping Jim's unconscious form in the corner of her eye. The nurses and crew of the Medical Bay were taking out towels, pushing carts of medical needs and prepping vaccines in their respective hyposprays.
Leonard was rushing around prepping beds and overseeing everything. Lacey smirked, her Leonard was growing up. Obviously that was her teasing him. She placed her prep work on one of the tables and went to go check on Jim. She felt his forehead, checking his them, then feeling his pulse which was steady and normal.
Leonard passed her and scoffed playfully, "He thought he was leaking earlier."
Lacey stifled a giggle, "Did he really? Leaking?"
Leonard just rolled her eyes and Lacey headed back to her station following the flow of her fellow meds and nurses in their white uniforms. She tugged on it, already hating the damn thing. Again with the damn skirts. She looked at one of the male nurses who had the same color uniform but in white.
God damn it. All the men had freaking pants but she was stuck in a dress. What was this? How come they all got pants? How did they expect them to fight in a skirt?
Lacey just sighed programming her computers before hearing the ding of a ship wide broadcast. A voice, thick with a Russian accent started speaking. She smiled, he sounded young.
"May I have your attention please. At twenty two hundred hours, we detected an anomaly in the Neutral Zone. What appeared to be a lightning storm in space. Soon after Starfleet received a distress signal from the Vulcan high command that the planet was experiencing size-mick activity. Our activity is to assess the condition of Vulcan and assist in an evacuation if necessary," the Russian said.
Lacey got a look at his face on one of the PADDs the transmission was coming from. He WAS young. Had to be at least seventeen. This just gave her more anxiety. Not that he was young he couldn't navigate the ship, but that he was young and this was a possibly dangerous mission. Oh god.
"Should be arriving at Vulcan in three minutes," he continued, "thank you for your time."
As soon as the Russian signed off, Jim sat bolt upright in his bed breathing out, "Lightning storm."
He started breathing heavily and Lenard and Lacey walked up to him. Well Lacey walked, Leo kind of sauntered over with his arms crossed.
"Ah, Jim, you're awake," Leonard drawled in his Southern manner, "How're you feeling." He paused his eyes looking down, "Good god man."
Lacey followed his line of vision seeing Jim's swollen hands, her eyes widening, "Oh my god."
Jim was currently freaking out in his bed staring at his large hands in shock making weird squealing noises, "What the hell is this?"
"A reaction to the vaccine, damn it," Leonard cursed rushing past his bed Lacey following close behind, "Nurse Archer I need 50ccs of Cortisone."
"Yes, sir," Lacey said running to her station and prepping the Cortisone in the hypospray.
She looked over her shoulder at Leonard scanning Jim's face while Jim looked at the PADD. She quickly handed Leonard the hypospray when Jim grabbed Leonard with his sausage hands and stared at him intently.
"We gotta stop the ship," Jim said breathily before pulling away.
"Jim stop," Leonard said. Lacey rushed up to him holding out a med kit and pushing him to follow Jim.
"Stay in the Med Bay, keep me posted," Leonard said rushing out.
Lacey shouted, "Yes sir." She watched him sprint out of the Medical Bay before turning her attention to the PADD Jim was looking at. The Russian kid was still saying his message she heard lightning storm before the word soaked in completely the second time.
Oh my god, Lacey thought, her eyes widening, Jim had to stop the ship. It was a trap. Oh god, she was going to puke.
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Lacey was frantically pacing back and forth from her station to the one next to her, helping her fellows with their programming and laying the sheets down on the bed. Her mind was working ten miles a minute. Jim had to stop the freaking ship. Her eyes kept glancing towards the PADD hoping for another ship wide commune.
She was tugging her braid, something she did under sever anxiety. What was going on outside the Med Bay? Damn it. Suddenly a beeping noise could be heard through the ship. Red Alert, Jim told the Captain. Lacey took a deep breath, this was about to happen.
Only seconds later the ship began to move. She quickly put her hands down over her supplies to keep them from sliding everywhere and to keep balance as the ship rocked. What was going on? Are they in Vulcan, was it really under attack?
She was jolted to the side before regaining her sea legs, her body still wobbling around with the motion of the ship. This was exactly why she couldn't be captain. She really wanted to puke right now, how they remained calm was beyond her. Extremely admirable.
"Prepare, your stations," Lacey ordered to the rest of the med staff, "The ship is experiencing something, prepare yourself for any injuries or accidents that might have or will occur."
The rest of the staff nodded. Okay, Lacey thought tapping her computer rapidly, remain calm, you can do this.
Suddenly an explosion hit launching the staff to the ground. The Medical Bay felt it from the left as the room filled with dust, dirt, fire and pieces of the ship. The explosion didn't directly hit the Med Bay, the brunt of it probably hit deck 6 Lacey estimated, her brain working quickly they had been hit by the end of the explosion. Oh shit, that was where Dr. Puri was, their Chief Medical Examiner.
The lights had gone out but the PADDs, the ones left were still working.
"Quick go check for wounded, someone looked for Dr. Puri on deck 6," Lacey ordered and the med staff began rushing out of the Med Bay, she looked to the remaining, "Prepare your stations. Get ready for the wounded."
Soon enough the staff was bringing in the wounded on stretchers, placing them on beds to be scanned right after they were placed on the bed. Lacey rushed to her station where an engineer laid with a bloody arm. She scanned him quickly.
"It's broken," Lacey announced, the man groaned. She began preparing a mild sedative, "I'm going to numb the pain just to set your bone back." She injected him.
"Someone try to find out what the hell is going on," Lacey shouted over the noise of moaning and rushing footsteps as the wounded were being carried in.
"I can't connect with the bridge," a nurse shouted back, "They are receiving a commune from an outside ship."
"What is going on?" Lacey muttered.
"We're being attacked," the man in red stated breathing heavily.
Lacey bit her lip, "I'm gonna set the bone back in place." It snapped back and the man winced heavily, "Sorry, the sedative should be wearing off soon."
"Nurse Archer," Lacey lifted her head, "Dr. Puri is dead." Her eyes caught Dr. Puri's lifeless form.
"Shit," Lacey muttered, "Keep working with the wounded, we'll wait for Dr. McCoy to come." She started bandaging the man's arm after giving him a pain killer medicine to fix his broken bone.
"Just a nurse, eh?" the man said looking up at her, "Thought you were Dr. Puri."
Lacey froze then smiled slightly as she finished bandaging him, "Can you stand?"
"Yeah, just my arm," the man said standing up. Another wounded engineer was soon replaced.
"Don't leave the Bay yet," Lacey said, "Wait another five minutes for the pain killer to start and the medicine to start mending your bones."
Just then Leonard ran in, he surveyed the chaos, the noise and the blood with a stricken face.
"Dr. McCoy," Lacey called while scanning her latest patient, "Dr. Puri is dead. I have some of the staff going for the wounded and the rest treating the ones already here."
"Good job, Nurse Archer," Leonard said going to his own station.
"Oh, yeah Dr. McCoy," Lacey shouted, "What the hell is going on?"
"Romulans are attacking Vulcan, it's not a lightning storm," Leonard said scanning his own patient, "Captain Pike's going to negotiate."
"Negotiate, my ass," Lacey shouted, furrowing her brows, "He'll die, they'll kill him."
"They're sending three officers down to disable their drill to try and save Vulcan," Leonard said, "Jim, some Asian pilot and an engineer."
"Jim?" Lacey asked confused, "Jim's not an officer."
"Looks like we're all getting promotions today," Leonard said with a grimace.
"Dr. Puri report," a voice was heard. Leonard jumped over a flaming lamp.
"It's McCoy," he said, his voice grave, "Dr. Puri was on deck six. He's dead."
"Then you have just inherited responsibility as chief medical officer," the voice, Spock, Lacey discovered.
"Yeah, tell me something I don't know," Leonard quipped before rushing back, "Lace, you're my second."
"But," Lacey protested, "What about Dr. Folney?"
"Dr. Folney didn't give orders while both the other doctors were gone," Leonard said, "You're second, that's an order."
"Yes sir," Lacey breathed hoping to god nothing would happen to Leonard. Because he was her friend and she would panic if she had to become CMO.
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