Rebel Love
Chapter 15-Problems, problems, problems!
By Kitten Starr
Sarah grabbed her coat and left her office relieved. She was heading to the med ward where Dr. Izumo would be running tests. The scheduled appointment couldn't have been made a moment too soon. Sarah's headaches had gotten much worse in the past week. Even simple aspirin didn't seem to help. She just wished her unrelenting torture would end!
As she entered the med ward, Sarah could immediately smell the all too familiar mixtures of medicine in the air. The last time she was here was when Alena had been brought in on her call. Sarah never really liked hospitals or doctor offices, but she was a woman with a strong mind and right now, that mind was hurting intensely. If she didn't see a doctor, she was going to explode. She entered Dr. Izumo's quarters and went over to the nurses' station. She signed herself in and waited while the nurse entered everything into the computer for safe measures.
As soon as the nurse had finished, Sarah was led down the brightly lit halls to a quiet room where she was told to wait. The nurse left Sarah with instructions to undress and put on the mandatory hospital gown. She slipped out of her skirt, blouse, and blazer. She pulled the gown on and looked down at it. It wasn't exactly fashion material. Sarah folded her clothes and placed them neatly on the chair that sat adjacent to the door. Afterwards, she hopped onto the cold metal table where she sat until Dr. Izumo would make an appearance. Why did doctors make appointments anyway? They were always late.
After fifteen minutes of waiting, Sarah found herself reading every little thing on the walls and door including the plaque that read "Dr. Marina Izumo" on the door. Where was the doctor? Sarah was growing impatient, but she intended to stay. Who knew when she'd get another appointment set up? People were always getting sick.
Sarah snapped her attention to the opening door. Dr. Izumo slipped in with a broad smile on her lustrous lips. Sarah envied her white coat and silk blouse underneath it. Why did she have to wear this atrocious thing?
She pushed those thoughts aside and focused on the matter at hand. "Hello, Marina."
Marina smiled. "Hi, Sarah. What brings you here today?"
Sarah groaned and pointed to her head. "This."
Marina walked over to the examining table and stood opposite of the sitting Sarah. "Migraine headaches? How long do they usually last?"
Sarah shrugged. "Sometimes they last for just a few minutes and at other times they last for hours on end. They're really annoying, especially when you're trying to get things done."
Marina took a pen from her coat pocket and jotted something down on her tablet. "How long has this been going on?"
"About two and half weeks I suppose."
"Have you been under any stress lately?"
"Well, yes, as a matter of fact I have."
"Hmm. I see," she continued taking notes, her ears never missing a syllable. "What about your diet? Have you changed it in any way?"
Sarah thought for a moment then nodded. "Well, I have added a lot of sugars lately."
Marina looked up. "Tsk-tsk. I think that may be your problem right there."
"I didn't know food could cause migraines."
"Anything could cause it, but soy, milk, wheat, corn, sugars, or even peanuts can cause them."
"I better watch my diet more closely."
"That would be a word to the wise."
"Is there anything I could take that could help?"
"Just a change in your diet right now could prove worthy. If you're still having them when you come back, then I'll run an MRI, or at worst, a spinal tap."
Sarah shuddered. "Thanks, Marina."
"I'm just doing my job," she left Sarah to tend to another patient.
Sarah slid off the counter and dressed. If she had to stay in that thing another minute she would scream. She had heard that you learn something new everyday. Today proved that theory. Dr. Izumo had said that simple foods could cause migraine headaches, even too much sugar. She had included a great amount of that into her diet. She ate away her cares. Too bad they could be the cause of her agony over the past weeks. Her sweet treats tasted good!
-~*~-
"Bit! How many times do I have to tell you that you need to eat something before you turn into a cargo hermit? That's all you do all day. Mope around this place without resting and eating properly. If Leena is alive, I don't think she'd going to want an old geezer for a boyfriend!" shouted Brad.
"But it's hard to go on when I just know something has happened to her."
Brad sighed. "Bit, Jamie is right. If someone was hurt badly or died in that Zoid crash, it would have been reported. And let me give you a little clue, no such reports weren't made because they don't exist."
"How do you know?"
"Because there were no bodies found on the site!"
"What if somebody took her?"
"Surely, we would here of a ransom or something, Bit."
"I guess so."
Brad bit his tongue before he said something he would most likely regret. "Bit, maybe Leena crashed her Zoid on purpose. I mean, she was mad and maybe she just wanted us to think that something horrible happened to her."
Bit glared at Brad. "Don't think that! Leena would never do that to us!"
"Okay, okay! It was just a suggestion." Brad held his hands up defensively.
"I just wish she'd come back, Brad. It's like my other half is screaming to come back, only I don't know how to get it here."
Brad drug Bit into the kitchen and set out multiple sandwich meats and cheeses. "You need to eat something, and after you eat you need to get some rest."
Bit whimpered. "Only if you promise not to bash me next time I turn into a Mopoid."
Brad grinned as he fixed both of them a sandwich. "It's a done deal."
"Good."
-~*~-
Leena looked up at the starlit sky of Zi. It had been a long time when she had time alone to herself. It was almost impossible around the compound. She didn't mind Vega tagging along every now and then, but even friends need time to themselves. She turned as she saw footsteps shuffling her way. She thought her moment would be ruined if company made its way to her doorstep.
"Alena?" spoke a soft feminine voice.
Leena turned around to see Sarah standing behind her with an angelic smile dancing on her lips. "Yes?"
"May I join you?"
Leena nodded. "Sure, I don't mind."
Sarah sat down and drew her knees up. "The sky is beautiful tonight. I can't think of the last time I even noticed how brightly the stars glitter."
Leena took in a breath. "Me too. Time just seems to rob us sometimes."
"That's true," Sarah cut a glance at Leena through the corner of her eye. "Alena, I just wanted to apologize."
"For what?" asked a curious Leena.
"For being such an ice cold person lately. I really don't mean to yell at you. I've just been under a lot of pressure. I hope you can forgive me." Sarah looked at Leena with pleading eyes.
Leena turned to face Sarah. "I understand. I forgive you."
Sarah smiled. "Thank you, Alena. You truly are an angel."
Chapter 15-Problems, problems, problems!
By Kitten Starr
Sarah grabbed her coat and left her office relieved. She was heading to the med ward where Dr. Izumo would be running tests. The scheduled appointment couldn't have been made a moment too soon. Sarah's headaches had gotten much worse in the past week. Even simple aspirin didn't seem to help. She just wished her unrelenting torture would end!
As she entered the med ward, Sarah could immediately smell the all too familiar mixtures of medicine in the air. The last time she was here was when Alena had been brought in on her call. Sarah never really liked hospitals or doctor offices, but she was a woman with a strong mind and right now, that mind was hurting intensely. If she didn't see a doctor, she was going to explode. She entered Dr. Izumo's quarters and went over to the nurses' station. She signed herself in and waited while the nurse entered everything into the computer for safe measures.
As soon as the nurse had finished, Sarah was led down the brightly lit halls to a quiet room where she was told to wait. The nurse left Sarah with instructions to undress and put on the mandatory hospital gown. She slipped out of her skirt, blouse, and blazer. She pulled the gown on and looked down at it. It wasn't exactly fashion material. Sarah folded her clothes and placed them neatly on the chair that sat adjacent to the door. Afterwards, she hopped onto the cold metal table where she sat until Dr. Izumo would make an appearance. Why did doctors make appointments anyway? They were always late.
After fifteen minutes of waiting, Sarah found herself reading every little thing on the walls and door including the plaque that read "Dr. Marina Izumo" on the door. Where was the doctor? Sarah was growing impatient, but she intended to stay. Who knew when she'd get another appointment set up? People were always getting sick.
Sarah snapped her attention to the opening door. Dr. Izumo slipped in with a broad smile on her lustrous lips. Sarah envied her white coat and silk blouse underneath it. Why did she have to wear this atrocious thing?
She pushed those thoughts aside and focused on the matter at hand. "Hello, Marina."
Marina smiled. "Hi, Sarah. What brings you here today?"
Sarah groaned and pointed to her head. "This."
Marina walked over to the examining table and stood opposite of the sitting Sarah. "Migraine headaches? How long do they usually last?"
Sarah shrugged. "Sometimes they last for just a few minutes and at other times they last for hours on end. They're really annoying, especially when you're trying to get things done."
Marina took a pen from her coat pocket and jotted something down on her tablet. "How long has this been going on?"
"About two and half weeks I suppose."
"Have you been under any stress lately?"
"Well, yes, as a matter of fact I have."
"Hmm. I see," she continued taking notes, her ears never missing a syllable. "What about your diet? Have you changed it in any way?"
Sarah thought for a moment then nodded. "Well, I have added a lot of sugars lately."
Marina looked up. "Tsk-tsk. I think that may be your problem right there."
"I didn't know food could cause migraines."
"Anything could cause it, but soy, milk, wheat, corn, sugars, or even peanuts can cause them."
"I better watch my diet more closely."
"That would be a word to the wise."
"Is there anything I could take that could help?"
"Just a change in your diet right now could prove worthy. If you're still having them when you come back, then I'll run an MRI, or at worst, a spinal tap."
Sarah shuddered. "Thanks, Marina."
"I'm just doing my job," she left Sarah to tend to another patient.
Sarah slid off the counter and dressed. If she had to stay in that thing another minute she would scream. She had heard that you learn something new everyday. Today proved that theory. Dr. Izumo had said that simple foods could cause migraine headaches, even too much sugar. She had included a great amount of that into her diet. She ate away her cares. Too bad they could be the cause of her agony over the past weeks. Her sweet treats tasted good!
-~*~-
"Bit! How many times do I have to tell you that you need to eat something before you turn into a cargo hermit? That's all you do all day. Mope around this place without resting and eating properly. If Leena is alive, I don't think she'd going to want an old geezer for a boyfriend!" shouted Brad.
"But it's hard to go on when I just know something has happened to her."
Brad sighed. "Bit, Jamie is right. If someone was hurt badly or died in that Zoid crash, it would have been reported. And let me give you a little clue, no such reports weren't made because they don't exist."
"How do you know?"
"Because there were no bodies found on the site!"
"What if somebody took her?"
"Surely, we would here of a ransom or something, Bit."
"I guess so."
Brad bit his tongue before he said something he would most likely regret. "Bit, maybe Leena crashed her Zoid on purpose. I mean, she was mad and maybe she just wanted us to think that something horrible happened to her."
Bit glared at Brad. "Don't think that! Leena would never do that to us!"
"Okay, okay! It was just a suggestion." Brad held his hands up defensively.
"I just wish she'd come back, Brad. It's like my other half is screaming to come back, only I don't know how to get it here."
Brad drug Bit into the kitchen and set out multiple sandwich meats and cheeses. "You need to eat something, and after you eat you need to get some rest."
Bit whimpered. "Only if you promise not to bash me next time I turn into a Mopoid."
Brad grinned as he fixed both of them a sandwich. "It's a done deal."
"Good."
-~*~-
Leena looked up at the starlit sky of Zi. It had been a long time when she had time alone to herself. It was almost impossible around the compound. She didn't mind Vega tagging along every now and then, but even friends need time to themselves. She turned as she saw footsteps shuffling her way. She thought her moment would be ruined if company made its way to her doorstep.
"Alena?" spoke a soft feminine voice.
Leena turned around to see Sarah standing behind her with an angelic smile dancing on her lips. "Yes?"
"May I join you?"
Leena nodded. "Sure, I don't mind."
Sarah sat down and drew her knees up. "The sky is beautiful tonight. I can't think of the last time I even noticed how brightly the stars glitter."
Leena took in a breath. "Me too. Time just seems to rob us sometimes."
"That's true," Sarah cut a glance at Leena through the corner of her eye. "Alena, I just wanted to apologize."
"For what?" asked a curious Leena.
"For being such an ice cold person lately. I really don't mean to yell at you. I've just been under a lot of pressure. I hope you can forgive me." Sarah looked at Leena with pleading eyes.
Leena turned to face Sarah. "I understand. I forgive you."
Sarah smiled. "Thank you, Alena. You truly are an angel."