Tegan Chronicles STV Style 2:
Rolling in the Deep 21
When she entered the mess hall her eyes immediately landed on Tegan, not that it was hard to spot her she was currently the only fiery redhead on board, both in her natural hair color and her disposition. She saw Tegan start to turn toward her and looked away before having to endure another wounded expression shot her way.
"Captain, what can I get you?" Neelix asked as she turned to look over the dinner selections.
"I'll race you to the top." She heard Tegan challenge someone at her table.
"You're on." B'Elanna stood up and grabbed her tray.
"Don't you guys have to place a wager or something?" Harry asked with the innocence that he was known for.
"The winner gets bragging rights Harry, that's all I need." Tegan grinned at B'Elanna. "How about you Torres? Do you need a better prize?"
"My prize is waiting for me in the astrometrics lab." She smiled the most un-Klingon smile possible.
"Maybe we should place a wager then." Tegan tilted her head. "Seeing as you'll get your prize win or lose."
"Name it Flash."
"I win, you get to sterilize the sick bay from top to bottom by hand."
"And if I win, you get to clean all the plasma conduits with a sonic tooth brush."
Janeway wanted to remind them they had just eaten and should wait a few hours before engaging in such activities but at the same time she wanted to see Tegan loose due to an abdominal cramp and have to clean those plasma conduits. It would serve her right for going out with Tom. Besides she knew neither woman would listen to her advice unless it came out as an order.
"That's a nasty bruise." B'Elanna pointed to the bull's eye mark on her right upper arm. "How'd you get it?"
Tegan shrugged. Most of the bruises from Vorik and Chakotay were shadows and outlines having had several days to heal.
"There's another one on your calf, and they're fairly new." B'Elanna thought for a minute. "You've been using the holodeck with the safeties off."
Tegan shrugged this time letting her eyebrows raise with her shoulders.
"You'd better not let Janeway find out."
"It's racquetball, not base jumping. Now are we going to do this or not?"
"Ensign Kim," Janeway had been sitting there debating asking about it for the last hour and finally her curiosity won out.
"Ma'am?"
"Who won last night?"
"Captain?"
"I was in the mess hall when Torres and Kiser placed their wagers on the rock climb."
"Oh." He blushed lightly. "No one ma'am."
She turned and looked at him with her furrowed brow. "No one?"
"Tegan was in the lead." Tom spoke drawing her gaze back to the front of the bridge. He had gotten the story first hand from B'Elanna and Tegan. "But she got to a spot where she really should have back tracked, which would have put her and B'Elanna even. Instead she decided to take her chances and she over reached which would have been fine, the safety protocols were on, except her right foot was wedged in too tightly and as she lost her grip the foot stayed were it was and I had to go help B'Elanna get her back to sickbay."
"Leave it to her to get injured with the safety protocols on." A small grin pulled at Janeway's lips. "Sprain?"
"No," Tom extended the word on a breath. "Broke the base of her tibia and fibula. And you know all about her physiology. The Doc thought he got it half way healed with the osteogenic stimulator."
"Sickbay to Captain Janeway."
She frowned at Tom. "Go ahead Doctor."
"I'm having a problem with Dr. Kiser, could you come down here for a minute."
"What is the problem Doctor?" She watched Tom turn back to the conn and shake his head as he chuckled.
"She has a broken ankle; it's in my report from last night that you no doubt haven't gotten to yet." He grumbled before getting to the point. "I told her to take medical leave for the next week and she still reported for duty this morning. She is refusing to follow my orders."
"What do you want me to do about?" She glanced at Chakotay and shrugged.
"You're the Captain."
"And you're the Chief Medical Officer, or did you forget?"
"No ma'am, I haven't forgotten."
"Good, then deal with it Doctor." She frowned at Chakotay. "I give it five minutes."
"Would you like me to take care of it?"
"No." She stood. "He's the Chief Medical Officer it's about time he learned how to handle insubordinate patients." She looked up at her head of Security. "Though he may enlist your help Tuvok, only if he feels time in the brig is necessary."
"Aye Captain."
"You have the Bridge Chakotay." She turned and disappeared into her ready room only to reappear an hour later to head to the sickbay where she hoped to find only the Doctor.
"Oh Shit." She dropped the osteogenic stimulator and bit her finger just as Janeway walked in and looked over at her.
"I didn't know you used such language." Janeway commented off handedly as the Doctor materialized and marched over to the exam table Tegan was sitting on with the walking cast they had replicated sitting beside her and the crutches propped against the wall.
"I thought I told you to stop this." He tapped the stimulator in midair shaking it in her direction.
"And I thought I told you to take care of this Doctor." Janeway growled.
"We took care of it." Tegan grinned at the doctor as he pulled out his tricorder and ran it over and around her ankle. "I get to work if I stay off my feet for 75% of the day, so he's seeing patients and I'm…"
"Driving me insane," He groused. "I told you, you are going to do more damage by continuing to try to mend it at this point." He turned the tricorder screen to her. "Look, you've already undone 12% of the 51% mending I was able to do and I can't do anymore."
"So she's currently only 39% healed?" Captain Janeway drew his attention.
"I'm afraid so Captain. The naquada in her system just doesn't allow our technology to heal her to the point it does most other people."
"I remember Doctor." She nodded and turned to Tegan. "You and the Doctor can work out what you can do during the rest of the time it takes you to heal but I want you to take the rest of the day off."
Tegan scoffed, "Or you'll what? Throw me in the brig Captain?"
Janeway jerked the tricorder out of the Doctor's hand and started scanning Tegan. "You better hope your electrolytes are severely imbalanced Lieutenant."
"They're not." Tegan let her know before her eyes scanned the readout confirming it. "Go ahead, I can handle it."
Janeway laid the medical tricorder down on the bed and hit her combadge. "Tuvok I need two security officers to report to sickbay."
"Aye Captain."
Tegan stared at Janeway with a smug look on her face as she paced from few feet away.
She wanted to strangle her, grab her by the shoulders and kiss her. She shook the thought from her head, she wanted to shake her shoulders and – she turned as the door opened thankful her mind didn't go back to wanting to devour those pink moist lips. "Gentleman, please escort Lieutenant Kiser to her quarters."
The self-satisfied look Tegan had been sporting slipped from her face and shattered on the floor as she grabbed her walking boot and shoved her leg into it a little too hard causing her to bite her lower lip to keep from moaning.
"She's to remain confined to her quarters for the next 48, no make that 72 hours." Once they had gone she turned to the Doctor. "See how easy that was?"
"Easy for you, you're the Captain." He rolled his eyes. "Did you just come down here to gloat?"
"No, I came down to find out the results of my blood work."
"Ah, of course." He wagged his eye brows. "You'll be happy to know I found no antibodies from the virus in your blood, you were not infected with virus 128001."
"So there's no way it could have…" she let her voice trail off.
"Is there something you want to tell me Captain?"
"No." She shook her head.
"It is possible that all the pheromones floating around in the air from the men could have caused some of the women to have feelings they normally wouldn't have and they may have acted on them."
"Really?" She gave him an intrigued look.
"Only a remote chance, mind you Captain."
"Thank you Doctor."
"Anytime." He spoke to her retreating back.