With the U.S.S Avenger now under the command of the junior officers, the ship was enroute to Starbase 12. Lt Q, being in command, had informed his medical team their arrival there would be just under an hour. Romar had already informed the doctor at Starbase 12, Dr V' Roth, a Vulcan, but nevertheless an excellent medic, of their situation.

Having come up with an anti-virus serum, and administered it to their patients with encouraging results, Romar and Tecala could relax. Walking between the Bio-beds, checking on his patients, Romar stopped to talk to Admiral Woof. "How are you feeling, Admiral?" he asked.

"Much better doctor" Woof Maccu replied, "You did a fine job here by the look of things" Romar looked round the sick-bay and then back at the Admiral

"The credit is not mine to take," he said with a smile "Tecala deserves the credit"

"Will you thank her for me" said Woof Maccu.

"That I will, Admiral", replied Romar. Just as he was about to turn and leave, Romar remarked "On the subject of giving thanks, a pat on the back for the junior officers would not go amiss. They kept the ship running while the senior staff were indisposed"

The Admiral nodded and said, "It will be done doctor"

Romar walked over to where Tecala was standing. "Are you okay?" she inquired, "You look pale"

The doctor sitting himself down on the edge of his desk said "No, I don't feel too well. Just a little tired I guess"

Tecala smiled and said cheerfully "Never mind, we scored another victory for medical science"

Romar's reply wiped the smile off her face " Aye lassie" he began, with a glint in his eye and his arm raised in a clenched fist salute "Fa's like us, damned few, and they're a' deid".

THE END??

COMING SOON!! PART 2- THE ICARUS FACTOR