Sick Bay is the go to place for officers to go when they have been injured. So imagine Dorian's surprise when he found Elizabeth Dehner and Gary Mitchell in his sick bay side by side with their eyes covered in what was a design of the universe but small and yet enough to block their eyesight. It was quite amazing to see this before his eyes. Dorian couldn't believe it, himself, so he had to bring in John and see if he had some experience with anything like this. Amrah was alongside Gary Mitchell on a separate biobed being treated for burns by Nurse Beckett.
John took one look at them then turned around.
"Sorry, nope," John said. Then wheeled away. "Good luck, though."
Dorian came over to Dehner's side as John exited the room passing by Samantha's replacement, Nurse Chelso for the night.
"How are you feeling?" Dorian asked, holding a pad.
Dehner raised her hand up as though attempting to reach something above her. Dehner's injuries from being on the bridge had been healed using a dermal regenerator. She had came in with a scar on the side of her head with blood coming out as being helped in by Hendorff and Chantley. Lieutenant Hendrick had helped Gary in. That was only thirty three minutes ago. The captain and the commander hadn't come back since then. Chelso had wild red hair that was up in a pony tail.
"I can see everything." Dehner said.
Dorian raised his eyebrows.
"What kind of things can you see?" Dorian asked.
"Sheep." Dehner said.
"Where are you?" Dorian lowered his eyebrows.
"Late pre twenty first century." Dehner said. "I see a castle. There is a sheep dog watching out for the animals. It resembles a Australian dog with the small tail. Black and white." She smiled at the image. "It is so adorable. This is amazing."
"You are on the Enterprise in Sick Bay, Dehner." Dorian said.
"I know but I am somewhere else." Dehner said.
"Mr Mitchelle-" Dorian started to say was but was cut off.
"This is fun," Gary was smiling with his hands on his stomach with his eyes aimed at the ceiling. If Dorian were human, he would have felt a chill going down his skin. "I can see Jim is considering how to deal with this." He sounded amused. "Poor, poor, poor Jim. He doesn't even know."
Dorian turned toward Gary.
"How are you feeling?" Dorian asked, using the tricoder nearby to scan the man.
"I am feeling better than okay," Gary said. "I fee better than I have ever been before." He smiled. "I can't read your thoughts but it does not mean I could not see through your partner's mind. He is worried about you. He won't admit it. He is scared that I am and what I can do."
"You can't blame him." Dorian said.
"No, I can't." Gary said.
Dorian didn't trust his own eyes when he saw the readings. He looked to the four divided screen that displayed the man's health in greater detail. He had a normal heart rate. His blood pressure was doing fine. He couldn't explain how this was possible. His eyes were different. There was something different about the man. He wasn't the same person he had seen earlier in the rec room hours ago. Dorian saw it for himself by applying a scan to the man's chest. No erratic breathing, horse-raw-chettered breathing.
"Perfectly healthy," Dorian said. "There is nothing wrong with you."
Dorian lowered the tricorder.
"Oh really?" Gary asked. "Let me show you what I can do."
"Gary-" Dehner started.
The screen indicated his health went down and became still. Dorian placed the tricorder onto the counter alongside the padd. Dorian started to perform CPR rather than using the equipment they had such adrenaline to start the body back up. He couldn't risk adrenaline to possibly damage the young man's body. It was a risk he wouldn't take. Nurse T'Spol came with a small item in her hand then handed it to the doctor. Dorian put the device under the man's nose. Gary lunged forward gasping, terrified, "Where am I?" He was beating sweat when he looked in both directions. His heart was beating. "What is happening to me?" His eyes widened in horror, "Doctor, help me!"
Gary turned over with a painful scream.
"Gary!" Amrah reached her hand out.
Dorian and T'Spol came to the man's side as the health indicators were all over the chart.
"His heart is stressed," T'Spol reported. "Doctor!"
Gary felt his mind was being broken, shattered, and taken over in a highly painful fashion. It was the sheer volume of power taking over his entire being was truly horrifying. His body couldn't handle that, he considered, now that he thought of it, going into space with his close friend James T. Kirk lead to this. Suddenly he felt himself free flying in darkness calling out, "Jim! JIM! JIIIIM, HELP ME!" From the outside, it looked as though Gary had recomposed himself. A smile snickered onto the man's face. Gary placed one leg over the other with his arm placed on his stomach. There were heavy, serious but stiff stares in the direction of the man.
"Got any good books I can read in the computer library?" Gary asked.
T'Spol looked up, highly disturbed, in the direction of Dorian.
"Nurse, get him a library card." Dorian said. "Nurse Beckett,finishing attend to Miss Amrah and discharge her. We will be moving the patients to a secure room, very shortly."
