I don't own Star trek. Neither does my dad. Or my Dad's dad. Because it
wasn't around back then.
Hoku and Pallee are mine. All mine. Mwahaha.
Chapter One: Total Recall
And then.noise. Lots of it.
"She's coming out of it."
"Well done, Spock! She's alive."
"Indeed, Doctor, it was you her kept her alive."
"That's not what I meant. Um, Nurse, she'll need some pain killers."
"Yes Doctor."
Hoku tried to move her head, but it hurt too much. Along with the rest of her.
"Hoku? She's awake. Nurse, where's that Hypospray I asked you for? Sheese, woman, how long does it take you to get to the other side of Sick Bay?"
"Sorry Doctor."
The voices were familiar, again, and so was the ceiling. But she couldn't think why. She was 99.9% sure that she'd never been where she was before.and yet, she had been, in a way.
The light from the eight glowing orbs above her stung her eyes, forcing them shut again. Forcing her back inside herself. But only momentarily.
There was a sharp sting from her neck, forcing her eyes open, along with her lips.
"Cut that out!" She muttered, pushing at the Doctors hand, "I don't need any stupid pain killers."
Doctor McCoy stepped back and folded his arms, "now, now, Miss. Fussy," he reproved, "I'm sure you're in absolute agony."
"Yes, I am," Hoku agreed, "and the last thing I need is a pain in my neck."
McCoy shook his head and went back over to the tray Nurse Chapel had just taken the Hypo from. He clucked.
"Suit yourself."
Hoku groaned inwardly and turned over, onto her bad side, to face him.
"Do you ever stop with the stroppy voice?"
Behind her, Spock raised a 'touché' eyebrow but continued to watch in silence. Just a few minutes before, infront of death's gates, she'd been complaining against people who did not favour her a friend. And now, here she was, being perfectly cheeky and abusive, thinking the exact same thing.
"No, I prefer not to," McCoy smiled at her, "right. How're you feeling?"
"Like I just got shot." Hoku lay on her back once more, "what a coincidence."
"Not really," Spock piped up, "you did just get shot."
"That was sarcasm, Mr. Spock, Sir."
McCoy grinned, wiping his hands on a towel, "okay, okay, enough with the flippancy." He grew serious, "how do you feel?"
"Great." Hoku lied, picking at her nails, "how do you?"
McCoy leant back against the side and shook his head. She never admitted her true feelings to anything that had a heart. To anything that could judge her for them.
The Sick Bay doors chu-chunked open, and Nichole strutted in, holding her hand and feigning hurtfulness. Hoku stiffened and shifted uncomfortably, sitting up, as if to back away from the new arrival.
"Doctor, doctor, look what happened to my hand." She whined, holding it out, "look. There's blood and everything."
McCoy looked, sceptically, and shook his head.
"It's a cut, Nichole. A tiny, weenie lil' cut. You'll live." He pushed her hand away.
She looked momentarily annoyed, then sweetened up.
"But.but.can't I have a bandage?" She asked. He snorted.
"A bandage? Certainly not."
Again, the annoyed expression.
Then the sugar.
"But.but.whyyyyyyyyyyy?"
"Lets make a comparison," McCoy stood beside Hoku, "Hoku needs bandages because she has a hole in her side the size of both your fists. You do not need a bandage because that cut of your is all of two millimetres wide."
"But," Nichole wouldn't give up, "it was Jade. She bit me."
"Jade.?"
"My rabbit. I could have.tetanus."
"Tetanus died out thirty years ago." McCoy muttered dismissively.
Nichole scowled.
"Fine. If I infect the crew with tetanus-"
"Then Sulu will take his sword and cut up all the plants in the new Hydroponics bay. Gotcha." He shoved her out of the door and turned back to a startled human and an expressionless Vulcan, "she really needs to get out more."
"On a StarShip?" Spock asked.
"Yes," Hoku broke in, "outside, without a helmet." She giggled at the thought.
"You don't like her, do you?" The question came from McCoy. SHoku paused, thinking.
"No," She admitted reluctantly, "I don't." A sudden sadness descended on the giggles, and she shook her head, turning onto her other side so that neither of them could see her, "no."
McCoy frowned in a concerned sort of way, "Hoku?"
She sniffed, then sat back up and smiled a wobbly smile, "I'm fine. It's just the burn," she indicated her side, "I think I do need those pain killers."
Hoku and Pallee are mine. All mine. Mwahaha.
Chapter One: Total Recall
And then.noise. Lots of it.
"She's coming out of it."
"Well done, Spock! She's alive."
"Indeed, Doctor, it was you her kept her alive."
"That's not what I meant. Um, Nurse, she'll need some pain killers."
"Yes Doctor."
Hoku tried to move her head, but it hurt too much. Along with the rest of her.
"Hoku? She's awake. Nurse, where's that Hypospray I asked you for? Sheese, woman, how long does it take you to get to the other side of Sick Bay?"
"Sorry Doctor."
The voices were familiar, again, and so was the ceiling. But she couldn't think why. She was 99.9% sure that she'd never been where she was before.and yet, she had been, in a way.
The light from the eight glowing orbs above her stung her eyes, forcing them shut again. Forcing her back inside herself. But only momentarily.
There was a sharp sting from her neck, forcing her eyes open, along with her lips.
"Cut that out!" She muttered, pushing at the Doctors hand, "I don't need any stupid pain killers."
Doctor McCoy stepped back and folded his arms, "now, now, Miss. Fussy," he reproved, "I'm sure you're in absolute agony."
"Yes, I am," Hoku agreed, "and the last thing I need is a pain in my neck."
McCoy shook his head and went back over to the tray Nurse Chapel had just taken the Hypo from. He clucked.
"Suit yourself."
Hoku groaned inwardly and turned over, onto her bad side, to face him.
"Do you ever stop with the stroppy voice?"
Behind her, Spock raised a 'touché' eyebrow but continued to watch in silence. Just a few minutes before, infront of death's gates, she'd been complaining against people who did not favour her a friend. And now, here she was, being perfectly cheeky and abusive, thinking the exact same thing.
"No, I prefer not to," McCoy smiled at her, "right. How're you feeling?"
"Like I just got shot." Hoku lay on her back once more, "what a coincidence."
"Not really," Spock piped up, "you did just get shot."
"That was sarcasm, Mr. Spock, Sir."
McCoy grinned, wiping his hands on a towel, "okay, okay, enough with the flippancy." He grew serious, "how do you feel?"
"Great." Hoku lied, picking at her nails, "how do you?"
McCoy leant back against the side and shook his head. She never admitted her true feelings to anything that had a heart. To anything that could judge her for them.
The Sick Bay doors chu-chunked open, and Nichole strutted in, holding her hand and feigning hurtfulness. Hoku stiffened and shifted uncomfortably, sitting up, as if to back away from the new arrival.
"Doctor, doctor, look what happened to my hand." She whined, holding it out, "look. There's blood and everything."
McCoy looked, sceptically, and shook his head.
"It's a cut, Nichole. A tiny, weenie lil' cut. You'll live." He pushed her hand away.
She looked momentarily annoyed, then sweetened up.
"But.but.can't I have a bandage?" She asked. He snorted.
"A bandage? Certainly not."
Again, the annoyed expression.
Then the sugar.
"But.but.whyyyyyyyyyyy?"
"Lets make a comparison," McCoy stood beside Hoku, "Hoku needs bandages because she has a hole in her side the size of both your fists. You do not need a bandage because that cut of your is all of two millimetres wide."
"But," Nichole wouldn't give up, "it was Jade. She bit me."
"Jade.?"
"My rabbit. I could have.tetanus."
"Tetanus died out thirty years ago." McCoy muttered dismissively.
Nichole scowled.
"Fine. If I infect the crew with tetanus-"
"Then Sulu will take his sword and cut up all the plants in the new Hydroponics bay. Gotcha." He shoved her out of the door and turned back to a startled human and an expressionless Vulcan, "she really needs to get out more."
"On a StarShip?" Spock asked.
"Yes," Hoku broke in, "outside, without a helmet." She giggled at the thought.
"You don't like her, do you?" The question came from McCoy. SHoku paused, thinking.
"No," She admitted reluctantly, "I don't." A sudden sadness descended on the giggles, and she shook her head, turning onto her other side so that neither of them could see her, "no."
McCoy frowned in a concerned sort of way, "Hoku?"
She sniffed, then sat back up and smiled a wobbly smile, "I'm fine. It's just the burn," she indicated her side, "I think I do need those pain killers."