Title: Return To Tev'Meck (Sequel to 'The Sigournate Virus')
Author: Rose (buffybot76@hotmail.com)
Rating: R, possibly. Might not go that high.
Pairing: Dr. Lazarus/Tawney Madison
Summary: The crew of the NSEA Protector are summoned back to Lazarus' homeworld of Tev'Meck. But it is a bittersweet homecoming.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Galaxy Quest characters. They belong to Dreamworks and the writers of the wonderful screenplay.
Feedback: Yes, please.
Distribution: It is on fanfiction.net right now. If you want it, let me know and you can have it.
Note: Thanks so much to Denise. You are a God-send!
Chapter 3
Commander Taggart left Lazarus' quarters with a bit of reluctance and trepidation. Once out in the corridor, he thought for a moment, trying to figure out what he should do. He finally turned and made his way to the Medic Bay intent on finding Ensign Wingate and explaining things to her. He felt he owed the woman an apology.
But when he got there, he found no sign of her. Shrugging, he turned around and made his way back to the Command Deck, feeling he should check up on the crew and see about their heading. He felt the urge to get Lazarus to his homeworld as quickly as possible, but if it were for Laz's benefit or for Tawney's, Taggart was unsure.
He reached the bridge to find Laredo and Tech Sgt Chen in the middle of an arguement that was bordering on an all out fist fight.
"...and I'm telling you every minute counts!" insisted the young helmsman.
"Not if it means damaging the engines!" Chen replied.
"Man, you just don't understand! Dr. Lazarus' mother is *dying*. He needs to get there pronto!" Laredo argued. His fists were clenched tightly at his sides as he faced off with the Tech Sergeant.
Taggart decided now would be a good time to start smoothing things over. Stepping in between, he placed a hand on each man's chest.
"Hey guys, calm down. Now, what's going on here?" Taggart asked, looking from one crewmember to the other.
"Sorry, Sir", Laredo came to attention. "I was just trying to help out Dr. Lazarus."
"...and I was telling Laredo that the engines won't take much more...not after what they were put through on our last mission", Chen interjected.
Taggart sighed. "Alright." He turned to face Laredo. "Okay, you go back to the helm and you," He turned to face Chen. "Go back to the engine room and keep an eye on things there. I'll take care of this."
Chen nodded once and saluted before leaving the bridge. Taggart then turned his attention to the helmsman. The young man had a determined expression on his face, but also a trace of something that the Commander couldn't quite identify.
"Laredo? What's gotten into you? You know that Chen knows what he's talking about when it comes to the Protector's engines. Why is it so important to you to get Lazarus home?"
Laredo slumped at the helm, and sighed. When he spoke, it was quietly, and with a great deal of difficulty. The hairs on the back of Taggart's neck stood up, as a feeling of deja vu hit him. "I...sort of know... what Dr. Lazarus...is going through, Sir", he began. "He's racing against time, and I don't want to see him lose *his* race.... You see, Sir", he continued, with a lump in his throat, "When I was eight, I was at a sleepover at a friend's house. My Dad called, to say Grandma Laredo was in the hospital, and he was gonna pick me up...but, by the time we got there, she was dead." Tears were now rolling down the young man's face.
Taggart felt as if he had been punched in the stomach by Gorignak the Rock Monster. He had no words to express how he felt at hearing Laredo's revelation. He moved a hand to grip Laredo's shoulder in a gesture of comfort and shook his head sadly.
"I'm so sorry Laredo. I had no idea, I..." His words died off as Taggart found he couldn't continue.
"I know, Sir. It just hit close to home, you know? Dr. Lazarus has saved my hide plenty of times; Lieutenant Madison has, too. Maybe this is a good way to repay them."
"Maybe, but we should really concentrate on getting them there in one peice. Keep the speed at warp 2, okay Laredo?" Taggart patted the man's shoulder before going to sit in the Commander's chair.
"Aye, Commander" Laredo replied as he set the ship to a moderate speed.
However, Laredo promised himself to be ready to increase speed, in case the situation on Tev'Meck started to snowball, and Laz's mother's condition deteriorated.
"Laredo, open a frequency for Tev'Meck. Send a message indicating we are on our way--and why--and will be there in," He consulted his time crystal a moment, "...ten hours and 22 minutes."
"Yes, sir." Laredo replied, as he set about carrying out the order.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Meanwhile, in another part of the ship, the young woman known as Katelyn Wingate sat in her living quarters contemplating her next move. She was still upset about how the Commander had acted before, and felt that he still had not actually noticed her as a woman. Just as a means to an end. The headstrong, young woman had no intentions of being used in such a way and was devising a way to get the commander to actually notice her the next time they spoke.
In aggravation, Katie lept to her feet and began pacing the length of the room. "Hmph!! He thinks he's so smart, pretending to come on to me...when all he wants is what he can't have!!" She did an about face when she reached the far wall of her quarters and began pacing the other way. "How *dare* he treat me like that?! He was practically flaunting me in front of her!!"
Once she reached the bed again, Katie flopped back down on it so hard she bounced twice. Her long blonde hair splayed out across the surface in silken waves. Since she was off-duty, the ensign decided to head for the ship's gymnasium, to practice her dancing skills.
"Who knows? I might even see the Commander there, too", she thought... for she suspected he would head there, as well, "He might use part of our traveling time for a workout, too", she thought. Putting on a leotard that fit perfectly in all the right places, she then donned a warm-up suit, so as not to attract unwanted attention, as she made the trek to the gym.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Tawney slowly awoke from the depths of sleep to find Lazarus cuddled in her arms like a sleeping child. Shifting slightly, she disentangled herself from the sleeping Mak'Tar and rose from the bed to go into the living quarters, so that she could use the comlink without disturbing him. She opened the link and spoke softly into the com.
"Command Deck, this is Lt. Madison." She waited a moment for a response.
Before long the sound of Commander Taggart's voice filtered out from the comlink.
"This is the Commander speaking. Tawney, how is Laz?"
"He's sleeping. It's the only thing I could think of to keep him from suffering. Peter, I don't know what else to do." The helplessness in Tawney's voice tore at the Commander's heart. He struggled to come up with something--anything--to say to comfort the distraught woman.
Before he could say anything though, Laredo spoke up.
"Commander? We're getting a reply from Tev'Meck, sir. They say that Dr. Lazarus' mother's condition is deteriorating. She's not going to last much longer."
At that moment, three things happened almost simultaneously. From over the comlink, Taggart heard the distinctly intensified moans of Lazarus, although he was in another room. Tawney not only heard, but felt Lazarus' distress. She was so overwhelmed by the sensation that her vision blurred and she found herself losing her footing and crumpling to the ground. At hearing the definite sound of a body falling, Taggart lept from his seat and raced from the Command Deck, intent on getting to Tawney as fast as possible.
By the time that Taggart reached the entrance to Lazarus' quarters, the Tev'Meckian's cries of agony and despair could clearly be heard. He made his way into the outer area, where he found Tawney. She was struggling to stand; however, the agony she felt, through the bond with her mate, was so strong that she could only crawl toward the sleeping quarters. Before stooping to lift her, Taggart quickly contacted Chen on the commlink.
"Throw another log on the fire, Chen!" he ordered. "We don't have much time!" Helping Tawney to her feet, he assured her. "It's OK, Tawney, we'll make it...you'll see!"
Together, they went to confront and comfort Dr. Lazarus. Despite the woman's bond, though, Taggart couldn't completely suppress his desire for her...and he found himself, once again, jealous that Laz had what he'd wanted...
*~*~*~*~*
tbc...
Author: Rose (buffybot76@hotmail.com)
Rating: R, possibly. Might not go that high.
Pairing: Dr. Lazarus/Tawney Madison
Summary: The crew of the NSEA Protector are summoned back to Lazarus' homeworld of Tev'Meck. But it is a bittersweet homecoming.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Galaxy Quest characters. They belong to Dreamworks and the writers of the wonderful screenplay.
Feedback: Yes, please.
Distribution: It is on fanfiction.net right now. If you want it, let me know and you can have it.
Note: Thanks so much to Denise. You are a God-send!
Chapter 3
Commander Taggart left Lazarus' quarters with a bit of reluctance and trepidation. Once out in the corridor, he thought for a moment, trying to figure out what he should do. He finally turned and made his way to the Medic Bay intent on finding Ensign Wingate and explaining things to her. He felt he owed the woman an apology.
But when he got there, he found no sign of her. Shrugging, he turned around and made his way back to the Command Deck, feeling he should check up on the crew and see about their heading. He felt the urge to get Lazarus to his homeworld as quickly as possible, but if it were for Laz's benefit or for Tawney's, Taggart was unsure.
He reached the bridge to find Laredo and Tech Sgt Chen in the middle of an arguement that was bordering on an all out fist fight.
"...and I'm telling you every minute counts!" insisted the young helmsman.
"Not if it means damaging the engines!" Chen replied.
"Man, you just don't understand! Dr. Lazarus' mother is *dying*. He needs to get there pronto!" Laredo argued. His fists were clenched tightly at his sides as he faced off with the Tech Sergeant.
Taggart decided now would be a good time to start smoothing things over. Stepping in between, he placed a hand on each man's chest.
"Hey guys, calm down. Now, what's going on here?" Taggart asked, looking from one crewmember to the other.
"Sorry, Sir", Laredo came to attention. "I was just trying to help out Dr. Lazarus."
"...and I was telling Laredo that the engines won't take much more...not after what they were put through on our last mission", Chen interjected.
Taggart sighed. "Alright." He turned to face Laredo. "Okay, you go back to the helm and you," He turned to face Chen. "Go back to the engine room and keep an eye on things there. I'll take care of this."
Chen nodded once and saluted before leaving the bridge. Taggart then turned his attention to the helmsman. The young man had a determined expression on his face, but also a trace of something that the Commander couldn't quite identify.
"Laredo? What's gotten into you? You know that Chen knows what he's talking about when it comes to the Protector's engines. Why is it so important to you to get Lazarus home?"
Laredo slumped at the helm, and sighed. When he spoke, it was quietly, and with a great deal of difficulty. The hairs on the back of Taggart's neck stood up, as a feeling of deja vu hit him. "I...sort of know... what Dr. Lazarus...is going through, Sir", he began. "He's racing against time, and I don't want to see him lose *his* race.... You see, Sir", he continued, with a lump in his throat, "When I was eight, I was at a sleepover at a friend's house. My Dad called, to say Grandma Laredo was in the hospital, and he was gonna pick me up...but, by the time we got there, she was dead." Tears were now rolling down the young man's face.
Taggart felt as if he had been punched in the stomach by Gorignak the Rock Monster. He had no words to express how he felt at hearing Laredo's revelation. He moved a hand to grip Laredo's shoulder in a gesture of comfort and shook his head sadly.
"I'm so sorry Laredo. I had no idea, I..." His words died off as Taggart found he couldn't continue.
"I know, Sir. It just hit close to home, you know? Dr. Lazarus has saved my hide plenty of times; Lieutenant Madison has, too. Maybe this is a good way to repay them."
"Maybe, but we should really concentrate on getting them there in one peice. Keep the speed at warp 2, okay Laredo?" Taggart patted the man's shoulder before going to sit in the Commander's chair.
"Aye, Commander" Laredo replied as he set the ship to a moderate speed.
However, Laredo promised himself to be ready to increase speed, in case the situation on Tev'Meck started to snowball, and Laz's mother's condition deteriorated.
"Laredo, open a frequency for Tev'Meck. Send a message indicating we are on our way--and why--and will be there in," He consulted his time crystal a moment, "...ten hours and 22 minutes."
"Yes, sir." Laredo replied, as he set about carrying out the order.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Meanwhile, in another part of the ship, the young woman known as Katelyn Wingate sat in her living quarters contemplating her next move. She was still upset about how the Commander had acted before, and felt that he still had not actually noticed her as a woman. Just as a means to an end. The headstrong, young woman had no intentions of being used in such a way and was devising a way to get the commander to actually notice her the next time they spoke.
In aggravation, Katie lept to her feet and began pacing the length of the room. "Hmph!! He thinks he's so smart, pretending to come on to me...when all he wants is what he can't have!!" She did an about face when she reached the far wall of her quarters and began pacing the other way. "How *dare* he treat me like that?! He was practically flaunting me in front of her!!"
Once she reached the bed again, Katie flopped back down on it so hard she bounced twice. Her long blonde hair splayed out across the surface in silken waves. Since she was off-duty, the ensign decided to head for the ship's gymnasium, to practice her dancing skills.
"Who knows? I might even see the Commander there, too", she thought... for she suspected he would head there, as well, "He might use part of our traveling time for a workout, too", she thought. Putting on a leotard that fit perfectly in all the right places, she then donned a warm-up suit, so as not to attract unwanted attention, as she made the trek to the gym.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Tawney slowly awoke from the depths of sleep to find Lazarus cuddled in her arms like a sleeping child. Shifting slightly, she disentangled herself from the sleeping Mak'Tar and rose from the bed to go into the living quarters, so that she could use the comlink without disturbing him. She opened the link and spoke softly into the com.
"Command Deck, this is Lt. Madison." She waited a moment for a response.
Before long the sound of Commander Taggart's voice filtered out from the comlink.
"This is the Commander speaking. Tawney, how is Laz?"
"He's sleeping. It's the only thing I could think of to keep him from suffering. Peter, I don't know what else to do." The helplessness in Tawney's voice tore at the Commander's heart. He struggled to come up with something--anything--to say to comfort the distraught woman.
Before he could say anything though, Laredo spoke up.
"Commander? We're getting a reply from Tev'Meck, sir. They say that Dr. Lazarus' mother's condition is deteriorating. She's not going to last much longer."
At that moment, three things happened almost simultaneously. From over the comlink, Taggart heard the distinctly intensified moans of Lazarus, although he was in another room. Tawney not only heard, but felt Lazarus' distress. She was so overwhelmed by the sensation that her vision blurred and she found herself losing her footing and crumpling to the ground. At hearing the definite sound of a body falling, Taggart lept from his seat and raced from the Command Deck, intent on getting to Tawney as fast as possible.
By the time that Taggart reached the entrance to Lazarus' quarters, the Tev'Meckian's cries of agony and despair could clearly be heard. He made his way into the outer area, where he found Tawney. She was struggling to stand; however, the agony she felt, through the bond with her mate, was so strong that she could only crawl toward the sleeping quarters. Before stooping to lift her, Taggart quickly contacted Chen on the commlink.
"Throw another log on the fire, Chen!" he ordered. "We don't have much time!" Helping Tawney to her feet, he assured her. "It's OK, Tawney, we'll make it...you'll see!"
Together, they went to confront and comfort Dr. Lazarus. Despite the woman's bond, though, Taggart couldn't completely suppress his desire for her...and he found himself, once again, jealous that Laz had what he'd wanted...
*~*~*~*~*
tbc...