FROM DOVER TO PLYMOUTH, AND BACK
Chapter 5
By Kiddo
~*~ In Loving Memory Of Jonathan Brandis ~*~
~**Don't fix a broken heart. Who really wants to forget? (Joseph
Fiennes)**~
~**One by one / Only the good die young / They're only flyin' too close to the sun / And life goes on - / Without you... /One by one / Only the good die young / They're only flyin' too close to the sun / We'll remember -Forever... /One by one / Only the good die young / They're only flyin' too close to the sun / Cryin' for nothing / Cryin' for no-one / No-one but you ( No One But You - Only The Good Die Young by Queen)**~
Disclaimer:
I don't have any rights to "seaQuest DSV" or "seaQuest 2032" and I am not making any money with this story.
A big Thank You goes to my wonderfull beta-reader Jackie and Sam, Joxer, dolphinology, Refur and Samantha Quinn for their nice Reviews.
@Sam: Thanks! Hopes this is soon enough.
@Joxer: Sorry, no Ben in this chapter.
@dolphinology: I don't know if they called people doctor in 1620, but I'm sure that woman couln't work as a doctor. Therfore Kristin isn't Dr. Westphalen in this story, she is Miss Westphalen.
@Refur: I mean Plymouth in Amerika. I looked again into a history book. Jakob the 1 was the english king from 1603 till 1625 and that is exectly the guy I mean.
@Samantha Quinn: Thanks! I hope you like the rest of the story, too.
Feedback and reviews are still the only thing I get for writing. So please review.
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Five minutes later, Kristin Westphalen stepped into the cabin. The captain had told her before what the teenager had said to him. In Kristin's hands were a few things that she would need for Lucas hands.
Lucas sat up straight when the woman entered the cabin; he had fallen into a light sleep.
Miss Westphalen moved next to the bed and laid the things she carried onto the chair where Bridger had been sitting earlier. Kristin sat carefully down onto the egde of the bed and looked at the boy. "Hello, Lucas, my name is Kristin Westphalen. Captain Bridger has told you a little bit about me?"
The teenager nodded and looked at her with his blue eyes. "Good day Miss Westphalen."
The red-haired woman had to smile. The big blue eyes, the blond hair, the tender facial features, and the inocent, unsure look awoke the motherly protective instincts in her. "You can call me Kristen, if you want."
Lucas smiled shyly. "Okay."
"All right, Lucas, please can you show me your hands?"
The boy sat up and gave her his right hand.
Kristin unwrapped the strips and looked closely at the hand. "The scratches are healing well. I will put a little more paste on it, but you don't need to bind it anymore." The woman put the paste softly on the hand. "So, and now I need your other hand."
Lucas gave her his left hand.
When Kristin pulled the strips off, he twisted his face in pain. Kristin looked closely at the hand but didn't look so happy. "This one hasn't healed so well. It hurts?"
The teenager nodded.
"Okay, I will try an other paste for this hand." She took up a little red box and put some of the paste on the scratches on Lucas' left hand. Even though she was being as gentle as possible, the boy twisted his face in pain every time she touched him. "I know that this hurts kiddo, but I have to do it so that it will get better soon."
Lucas looked surprised at Kristin; it had been years since anyone had called him kiddo. The only people that had ever called him that had been his mother and grandmother. He could easily remember that he had asked his grandmother about that when he was a small child. The old woman had told him that 'kiddo' was a nickname. And, she had told Lucas, that you only called or gave someone a nickname when you really liked him.
And that was the thing that surprised the boy about Kristin Westphalen. She didn't know him, how could she like him then? But on the other hand, he found the red-haired woman sympathetic. Kristin was so nice and friendly to him, and she had something special. The woman had a calming effect on him.
Kristin Westphalen took a new and clean strip and wrapped it around Lucas' left hand. "Does something else hurt? Are you in pain?"
Lucas shook his head.
"All right, I'm sure that you are hungry."
The teenager shook his head again. He had the feeling that he had swallowed half of the ocean. He really wasn't hungry. He felt a little bit sick because of the salt water and he was tired, very tired.
Kristin ignored the shaking of the boy's head. It would be good for him if he would eat a little bit. She stood up and took the things she had brought with her in her hands. "I will bring you something to eat; it won't take long."
Before Lucas could say anything she had stepped out of the door.
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When Kristin came back after some time, Lucas was sleeping. But this time he didn't wake up from the sound.
The woman put the tray with soup down on the desk and sat down next to the teenager on the bed. She watched the boy for a moment, then she pulled the covers a little bit higher and tighter around Lucas, so that he wouldn't get cold.
Miss Westphalen gently brushed some of the blond strands out of his face. After some time, she stood up and took the soup with her.
Captain Bridger wanted to tell his crew on the deck what Lucas had told him. Together they wanted to decide what should/would happen to the boy. And Kristin wanted to be there for this decision.
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To Be Continued...
Written 2003 / Translated April 2004
Chapter 5
By Kiddo
~*~ In Loving Memory Of Jonathan Brandis ~*~
~**Don't fix a broken heart. Who really wants to forget? (Joseph
Fiennes)**~
~**One by one / Only the good die young / They're only flyin' too close to the sun / And life goes on - / Without you... /One by one / Only the good die young / They're only flyin' too close to the sun / We'll remember -Forever... /One by one / Only the good die young / They're only flyin' too close to the sun / Cryin' for nothing / Cryin' for no-one / No-one but you ( No One But You - Only The Good Die Young by Queen)**~
Disclaimer:
I don't have any rights to "seaQuest DSV" or "seaQuest 2032" and I am not making any money with this story.
A big Thank You goes to my wonderfull beta-reader Jackie and Sam, Joxer, dolphinology, Refur and Samantha Quinn for their nice Reviews.
@Sam: Thanks! Hopes this is soon enough.
@Joxer: Sorry, no Ben in this chapter.
@dolphinology: I don't know if they called people doctor in 1620, but I'm sure that woman couln't work as a doctor. Therfore Kristin isn't Dr. Westphalen in this story, she is Miss Westphalen.
@Refur: I mean Plymouth in Amerika. I looked again into a history book. Jakob the 1 was the english king from 1603 till 1625 and that is exectly the guy I mean.
@Samantha Quinn: Thanks! I hope you like the rest of the story, too.
Feedback and reviews are still the only thing I get for writing. So please review.
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Five minutes later, Kristin Westphalen stepped into the cabin. The captain had told her before what the teenager had said to him. In Kristin's hands were a few things that she would need for Lucas hands.
Lucas sat up straight when the woman entered the cabin; he had fallen into a light sleep.
Miss Westphalen moved next to the bed and laid the things she carried onto the chair where Bridger had been sitting earlier. Kristin sat carefully down onto the egde of the bed and looked at the boy. "Hello, Lucas, my name is Kristin Westphalen. Captain Bridger has told you a little bit about me?"
The teenager nodded and looked at her with his blue eyes. "Good day Miss Westphalen."
The red-haired woman had to smile. The big blue eyes, the blond hair, the tender facial features, and the inocent, unsure look awoke the motherly protective instincts in her. "You can call me Kristen, if you want."
Lucas smiled shyly. "Okay."
"All right, Lucas, please can you show me your hands?"
The boy sat up and gave her his right hand.
Kristin unwrapped the strips and looked closely at the hand. "The scratches are healing well. I will put a little more paste on it, but you don't need to bind it anymore." The woman put the paste softly on the hand. "So, and now I need your other hand."
Lucas gave her his left hand.
When Kristin pulled the strips off, he twisted his face in pain. Kristin looked closely at the hand but didn't look so happy. "This one hasn't healed so well. It hurts?"
The teenager nodded.
"Okay, I will try an other paste for this hand." She took up a little red box and put some of the paste on the scratches on Lucas' left hand. Even though she was being as gentle as possible, the boy twisted his face in pain every time she touched him. "I know that this hurts kiddo, but I have to do it so that it will get better soon."
Lucas looked surprised at Kristin; it had been years since anyone had called him kiddo. The only people that had ever called him that had been his mother and grandmother. He could easily remember that he had asked his grandmother about that when he was a small child. The old woman had told him that 'kiddo' was a nickname. And, she had told Lucas, that you only called or gave someone a nickname when you really liked him.
And that was the thing that surprised the boy about Kristin Westphalen. She didn't know him, how could she like him then? But on the other hand, he found the red-haired woman sympathetic. Kristin was so nice and friendly to him, and she had something special. The woman had a calming effect on him.
Kristin Westphalen took a new and clean strip and wrapped it around Lucas' left hand. "Does something else hurt? Are you in pain?"
Lucas shook his head.
"All right, I'm sure that you are hungry."
The teenager shook his head again. He had the feeling that he had swallowed half of the ocean. He really wasn't hungry. He felt a little bit sick because of the salt water and he was tired, very tired.
Kristin ignored the shaking of the boy's head. It would be good for him if he would eat a little bit. She stood up and took the things she had brought with her in her hands. "I will bring you something to eat; it won't take long."
Before Lucas could say anything she had stepped out of the door.
***************
When Kristin came back after some time, Lucas was sleeping. But this time he didn't wake up from the sound.
The woman put the tray with soup down on the desk and sat down next to the teenager on the bed. She watched the boy for a moment, then she pulled the covers a little bit higher and tighter around Lucas, so that he wouldn't get cold.
Miss Westphalen gently brushed some of the blond strands out of his face. After some time, she stood up and took the soup with her.
Captain Bridger wanted to tell his crew on the deck what Lucas had told him. Together they wanted to decide what should/would happen to the boy. And Kristin wanted to be there for this decision.
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To Be Continued...
Written 2003 / Translated April 2004