Yay! Chapter2!
Summery – well if you are here, you kinda already know.
A/N – sorry about chapters being so short. Hopefully this one will be longer
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Chapter 2 – Erzabett
Spock was in his room when he heard the red alert. He had called the captain to se what was going on and Kirk had filled him in on the situation. He was on the computer researching the planet Zega when the comm on his desk buzzed.
"Spock here"
"I need you down in sickbay, damned if I know anything about the thing we're dealing with , she seems almost Vulcan, maybe you could help." Dr. McCoy's words seemed fast and strained.
"On my way, doctor"
"Hurry, I'm losing her!"
It is uncommon to see a Vulcan run for they rarely feel the need. But the good doctor sounded so exasperated that Spock ran, and at full speed.
When he got there McCoy was at his desk holding his head in his hands.
"I'm a doctor! Not god! That is the strangest alien I've ever seen! We don't now a thing about her and here I am trying to save her!" he sounded tiered
Spock inspected the dead girl, she looked about in her early teens. And if an earthling looked at her, she did look Vulcan, but upon a closer look she did not at all. This girl was tinny, four feet some inches, short for even human standards. He pulled back an eyelid. The eye was nod dilated, odd, but what was even odder was what the eye looked like; the iris was a metallic silver-purple color, the pupil was cat-like, and the whites of the eye were glowing light blue.
"Doctor, look at this."
"What the-?"He stopped himself " see! I know nothing about her." He sighed, collapsing back down in his desk chair.
"I- I am sorry" Spock said very softly.
"She's pretty isn't she? Such a waste that she had to die, such a waste…"
McCoy mumbled into his hands as he rubbed his eyes. He had done his best and tried all through the night to help her, but she had still died. It would have been bad enough but none of his medical records had anything on what to do for this sort of creature, so 'the most he could do' was limited and he guessed at allot of it. Any thing he had done might have killed her, and he would not have known. For any doctor this was an infuriating situation to be in, and McCoy was under a lot of stress already.
"It would have been easier if she wasn't such a mystery!"
"You did better than anyone, with less to work with than anyone. It was not your fault, you are an excellent doctor."
What's this? McCoy thought A complement from Spock? I must savor this moment!
"Thank you Spock… really."
"I will be retiring to my quarters now, if I am no longer of assistance"
"Good night Spock."
"Good night doctor"
...zzzzzzzzzzzz...
McCoy was asleep on one of the sickbay beds he had been there all night going over his medical techniques. Those eyes He kept thinking. Those eyes were like nothing I have ever seen before! And then h opened hi eyes to see 'those eyes' three inches from his. Startled, he jumped, and fell of the bed and stumbled to get up off the floor.
"What is this? You- your dead!"
"Whatisthis Youyourdead?" The alien said with such heavy accent that McCoy could barley tell that she was speaking English.
"What - is – this – you - your – dead." She repeated very slowly, smiling at him with less of an accent.
"What is this?" she said again her voice was sweet and curious but it was clear she had no clue what she was saying.
McCoy, not taking his eyes of the girl. Hit a switch on the on the intercom.
"Spock here" said the voice in the intercom
"Spock, I really think you should come down here and see this. I think I'm finally going crazy- I'm seeing dead people!"
"O.k., Spock out"
It is almost impossible to see a Vulcan show emotions, yet when Spock came into the room his eyes widened and his jaw dropped for almost a full moment before regaining himself.
"Your medical skills have out done themselves!"
"Yourmedicalskillshaveoutdonethemselves." The girl mimicked
"You know damn well I didn't do this! I'm a doctor – not a miracle maker!"
Spock took her wrist and felt for a pulse. At that moment it felt like his life flashed before his eyes and he took a sharp breath. There was no pulse, until the girl looked down and then took in a deep breath and Spock could feel a pulse come out of nowhere.
"Well, dose she have a pulse?"
"Not until she realized what I was doing"
"What do you mean? Some one can not just stop their pulse willy-nilly!"
"I don't even think she has a pulse I think she can survive without one, through some other means of circulation and breathing"
"He's right. Venu e onkahn." The girl stated, there was only a hint of an accent now.
"Oh, so now you speak English and Vulcan. Did you just learn or were you mocking me earlier?"
"I learn fast " she said then stuck out her hand "my name is Erzabett."
Spock was only half listening, why did his life flash before him? he had heard of humans having the same problem when doing something extremely emotional but this was not the case here. it was more of every thing he knew and every fact and memory was being read by the girl in a split second. Note to self he thought do not underestimate this one. Know wonder she can speak English now.