Sorry this took so long; I forgot I had started it. Enjoy.
Chap 2
The Sickbay lights leeched all the warm colors out of the room. The resulting effect was much like the one produced by an ancient form of lighting called fluorescent, which was used in most educational facilities in the 20th century Earth. Harry looked like hell, but the Doctor, even more robust and chipper than usual, failed to notice.
"Ah, Ensign Kim you're precisely on time for your physical. Perhaps," the Doctor's expression turned dower. "You could convince Mr. Paris to share your punctuality. He was supposed to report for his duty shift at 0900 this morning and has yet to put in an appearance."
"Sorry Doc, I don't think Tom will be hearing anything from me."
"Really! And why is that?"
"It's nothing Doc." Harry said flatly.
"If you say so," The Doctor ran the scanner down Harry's left side. "Although, I'd say something is having a severe effect on your general health. I'm ordering you to take a few days off; you've been working too hard."
"What?! Doc, look, I'm fine. I can't take time off now; the Captain needs me to continue examining the anomaly. We still have no idea what it could be-"
"Ensign," the Doctor said in a tone that was halfway between being exasperated and being soothing. "Voyager has a full compliment of very capable crewmen, the ship can certainly survive your absents for a few days and you could use the rest. Think of it as. a vacation. Relax! Enjoy yourself! Even the most devoted man most take some time off. I, myself, am a passionate golfer."
Harry's shoulders sagged, "Alright Doc." If he didn't give in now, he would be treated to a rambling monolog of the Doctor's prowess in golf. He turned to leave Sickbay as the Doctor began humming absentmindedly.
"Oh, Ensign?" the Doctor called as the doors slid open. Harry paused.
"Yes?"
"You could always get him back."
Chap 2
The Sickbay lights leeched all the warm colors out of the room. The resulting effect was much like the one produced by an ancient form of lighting called fluorescent, which was used in most educational facilities in the 20th century Earth. Harry looked like hell, but the Doctor, even more robust and chipper than usual, failed to notice.
"Ah, Ensign Kim you're precisely on time for your physical. Perhaps," the Doctor's expression turned dower. "You could convince Mr. Paris to share your punctuality. He was supposed to report for his duty shift at 0900 this morning and has yet to put in an appearance."
"Sorry Doc, I don't think Tom will be hearing anything from me."
"Really! And why is that?"
"It's nothing Doc." Harry said flatly.
"If you say so," The Doctor ran the scanner down Harry's left side. "Although, I'd say something is having a severe effect on your general health. I'm ordering you to take a few days off; you've been working too hard."
"What?! Doc, look, I'm fine. I can't take time off now; the Captain needs me to continue examining the anomaly. We still have no idea what it could be-"
"Ensign," the Doctor said in a tone that was halfway between being exasperated and being soothing. "Voyager has a full compliment of very capable crewmen, the ship can certainly survive your absents for a few days and you could use the rest. Think of it as. a vacation. Relax! Enjoy yourself! Even the most devoted man most take some time off. I, myself, am a passionate golfer."
Harry's shoulders sagged, "Alright Doc." If he didn't give in now, he would be treated to a rambling monolog of the Doctor's prowess in golf. He turned to leave Sickbay as the Doctor began humming absentmindedly.
"Oh, Ensign?" the Doctor called as the doors slid open. Harry paused.
"Yes?"
"You could always get him back."