A/N: ok, this chapter is only four paragraphs, but don't shoot me… I couldn't combine it with anything else…
Chapter 22
"Phlox to Captain Archer," he heard over the comm. As he walked over to the panel to push the 'respond' button, he wondered what had happened which not only caused the normally cheerful doctor to sound worried, but also warranted a call in that tone.
"What is it, Doctor?" he asked after pressing the correct button next to his quarters' door.
"I need you to come to sickbay immediately, Captain. Sub-Commander T'Pol has been seriously injured," the Doctor said urgently.
Noting the tone of voice, he didn't even think about his response. "I'm on my way." He turned the comm off, not even giving the Doctor a chance to respond
A/N2: ok... sorry to EVERYONE about the bad first aid on trip's part...... i do, however, have an explanation....... trip is an engineer so i am ASSUMING for this fic that he hasn't spent most of his time taking first aid classes....... so such things are NOT fresh in his mind...
also, he's supposed to be so shocked and preoccupied that he isn't really thinking straight.... so add that to not taking many classes and you've got a trip with REALLY bad first aid skills....
i mean, i took first aid and CPR classes several times within no more than three or four years ago and even I couldn't remember CPR and first aid for this fic...... i had to look up the CPR stuff and assume trip didn't know any more than i did for the other stuff...... so again... sorry if the first aid stuff was so bad that you've stopped reading the story..... hope you still read....
and BTW, several people have guessed VERY accurately what the "big secret" of the story is....if anyone else wants to guess go on ahead and send me an email...... once you find out, you will probably smack your head and go "duh!" because it is so blindingly obvious....
Chapter 22
"Phlox to Captain Archer," he heard over the comm. As he walked over to the panel to push the 'respond' button, he wondered what had happened which not only caused the normally cheerful doctor to sound worried, but also warranted a call in that tone.
"What is it, Doctor?" he asked after pressing the correct button next to his quarters' door.
"I need you to come to sickbay immediately, Captain. Sub-Commander T'Pol has been seriously injured," the Doctor said urgently.
Noting the tone of voice, he didn't even think about his response. "I'm on my way." He turned the comm off, not even giving the Doctor a chance to respond
A/N2: ok... sorry to EVERYONE about the bad first aid on trip's part...... i do, however, have an explanation....... trip is an engineer so i am ASSUMING for this fic that he hasn't spent most of his time taking first aid classes....... so such things are NOT fresh in his mind...
also, he's supposed to be so shocked and preoccupied that he isn't really thinking straight.... so add that to not taking many classes and you've got a trip with REALLY bad first aid skills....
i mean, i took first aid and CPR classes several times within no more than three or four years ago and even I couldn't remember CPR and first aid for this fic...... i had to look up the CPR stuff and assume trip didn't know any more than i did for the other stuff...... so again... sorry if the first aid stuff was so bad that you've stopped reading the story..... hope you still read....
and BTW, several people have guessed VERY accurately what the "big secret" of the story is....if anyone else wants to guess go on ahead and send me an email...... once you find out, you will probably smack your head and go "duh!" because it is so blindingly obvious....