Title: Starfleet Hero, Doggy Style
Author: Tsuev
Genre: Action/Humor
Rating: PG
Summary: Porthos gets himself kidnapped! Will Archer come to the rescue still in time?
AN: Thanks to Gabi ( der ist nicht nur besser als Lassie, sondern auch intelligenter als Kommissar Rex!), The Libran Iniquity (I don't know who Lou is , but I guess it will be some kind of Super-Dog... And now this is gonna be the last Aktualisierung...;) ), MaxMacGyver (Cheese can be toxic to dogs as well ;) ), Exploded Pen (I don't think Porthos has got some cotton socks, but if you think so...;) ) and Sita Z (jetzt biste sicher schon ganz gespannt, was im letzten Kapitel passiert...) for reviewing. Hope you enjoyed the story! Please r&r.
Chapter 5
When Porthos woke up again, he wasn't surrounded by the pleasant semi-darkness he had hoped for. A bright light shone through his eyelids and he closed his eyes even tighter. It smelled of Phlox and sickbay. Carefully, he prized one of his eyes open and looked around. He was in sickbay, lying on his gray pillow next to one of the bio beds. Porthos lifted his head and saw Archer standing next to the door, speaking to T'Pol. Resting his head back on the pillow, he tried to hear what they were talking about.
"I found him in the forest, about fifty meters away from the building," T'Pol said. "He was only just losing consciousness."
A moment later Porthos heard the sickbay door opening and closing, and noticed Archer who was crouching down next to him. T'Pol seemed to have left.
Porthos raised his head and looked at Jon's worried face. The Captain smiled in relief, and stroked Porthos' back. Porthos tried to get up, but Jon gently pushed him back down.
"You can't get up yet, boy. Maybe later, if it's okay with the doctor."
The doctor came over and Jon straightened up.
"Actually, there is no reason why you shouldn't take him back to your quarters right away, Captain," Phlox said with his usual wide smile. "All Porthos needs is a lot of rest and sleep. Be careful that he doesn't put to much strain on his broken paw. It'd be probably best for him not to walk around more than absolutely necessary so the break can heal."
Again, Porthos tried to sit up, but when he moved his injured paw he winced and pulled it up. Archer, who had been talking to Phlox and didn't seem to have noticed, turned back around.
"Come on, Porthos. Let's go home!" he said, and carefully picked him up. Porthos in one arm, the pillow under his other one, Jon walked back to his quarters. Once the door had closed behind him, he gently set the dog down the bed. Porthos curled up next to Archer's pillows, glad to be back home, where no giant dogs were prowling the corridors and you weren't fed rubber balls for dinner. He was just about to fall asleep when the Captain sat down on the bed next to him and began to scratch him behind the ears. Slowly, Porthos got to his feet and hobbled over to crawl into Jon's lap. After a while, he felt the tension easing from his body, and relaxed.
"I dare say you've had enough of away mission for the time being, haven't you, boy?" Archer said, carefully examining the scratches on Porthos' sides. The dog winced when Jon's fingers bumped against a sore place.
"Sorry, Porthos." Pulling back his hands, Jon continued to scratch him behind the ears. "Oh, I just remembered, I've got something for you."
The Captain laid Porthos on the quilt next to him and got up. Porthos watched him rummage through his cupboards, and finally come up with a red plastic tin.
"These are for you." Jon smiled. "Finally, huh?"
Oh, you noticed I...? Oops.
Archer came over and put the unopened box of chocolate cookies on the bed next to Porthos.
"Go on, I'm not opening it for you."
Inwardly, Porthos rolled his eyes. Pinning down the box with his good paw, he used his teeth to tear the cardboard packing.
Archer frowned. "Hey, where did you learn that?"
We-ell...
Porthos shifted for a more comfortable position and began to happily eat his chocolate cookies while Jon sat back next to him, intent on his latest water polo match.
The End
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