Ships in the Sky Chapter four- Mind Meld
After what seemed several hours Phlox straighten from his position and nodded at Malcolm.
'That's it, I do believe I've stopped the bleeding. Nasty that, very nasty, that wound was caused by some sort of projectile weapon which was dipped into an anticoagulant, and something very similar to faeces. That's the reason the bleeding wouldn't stop and also the reason the wound became infected so quickly. It'll take a few weeks to heal, but I can't see any reason why the arm shouldn't be as good as new.'
Malcolm nodded. He'd heard about tricks like that from the ancient wars on Earth, but to still use them now?. He'd always thought the Klingons were more upfront than resorting to poisons.
'Was it a Klingon weapon?' he asked.
'No, I don't think so. Klingons don't use poisons during the festival.'
'It was caused by an Uruk-hai arrow.' This was T'Pol's voice.
'You can break your meld now, I'm all finished. Oh, but you could get him sleep for a few more hours if you can.' said the Doctor.
'Sleep now, sleep, you will wake restored, but you must sleep,' The man's lips moved in time to T'Pol's. She gently draw back, removing her hands lastly. He sighed but settled into a deep slumber.
'Who or what are Uruk-hai?' demanded Malcolm.
'I'm not sure. I had the impression of a large battle, thousands were fighting, then someone, several creatures caught hold of me and dragged me into a forest. I broke free and ran, but one of them shot me with an arrow. I was pinned to a tree. Then they began to taunt me, they took my weapons, they cut off my hair. They beat and kicked me-'
'T'Pol? T'Pol! Break the meld, break it now!' Malcolm shook the Sub Commander, he would pay for it later but he needed to break the thrall she was under. She stared back at him, the far away look in her eyes gone.
'I am back, Mr Reed, you may stop shaking me. Now.'
Malcolm backed away,
'I'm sorry, I was afraid you'd got stuck inside his head.' He nodded towards to man.
'No, there was a slight residual overlap when I withdrew, but I am fine. There is no need to apologise.'
Malcolm blushed and gazed at the floor.
'If it's not to difficult can you remember anything else?' asked Archer who had just entered sickbay.
T'Pol draw a deep breath.
'I can. He is an Elf, from somewhere called Greenwood in Middle Earth. His name is Legolas. We… he was caught by the Uruk-hai – some sort of creatures who don't like his people. If they get the chance they catch them and torture them. That is what happened to him. But two of his friends came along, killed the Uruk-hai and freed him. He remembers beginning to walk to a city before everything went dark. Then it becomes very confusing, He was delirious and he thinks that the Klingon he killed is an Uruk-hai.'
'But where is this Middle Earth? Have either of you heard of it?' Archer asked. T'Pol shook her head, as did Phlox.
'Never heard of it, and never heard of an Elf either. Why was he trying to kill me?' The blustering little physician was apparently still rather upset about that.
T'Pol responded with the closest she got to a smile.
'It was nothing personal Doctor. A case of mistaken identity. He thought you were an orc and that you had taken his weapons.'
'His weapons? What weapons? He didn't have any weapons when you bought him in here!'
'No Doc, I took them to the armoury, they were a bit too deadly to leave laying around. Those two swords he's got are as sharp as a razor, you know one of those old-fashioned steel ones,' said Malcolm excitedly, 'And the workmanship on them is fantastic! The bow looks like it's inlaid with silver of some sort, really exquisite.'
'Enough! All of you! Out of my sick bay, my patient needs his rest, and you lot chattering away like a band of jovian chimps will not help. Out!' fussed Phlox He shepherded them to the doors, but once they were safely away took the precaution of using the restraints on his patient- he wasn't going to get chased out of his own sickbay twice in one day.
T'Pol was in her quarters. This was her time for meditation but she wasn't meditating- she was gazing through the window of her quarters at the stars. Strange, she thought, I've never really looked at the stars. I've studied them, but not looked at them. They really are beautiful.
She was also thinking about her mind meld with the strange man they had rescued from the planet. He had a very powerful mind, and such an interesting smell.
He smelt very like a male just before Pon Farr, she suddenly realised. Maybe his cycle would come at the same time as her. It would be pleasant to mate. What was she thinking? There was no way that she could bond with the stranger. She was already bonded with Surik, on Vulcan. I must take the medicine that Dr Phlox prepares for me…and then wait another seven years.
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