Spock had taken his notes to the lab. There he downloaded them onto the computer. Other scientists were working on the cure with him in the lab. He kept the originals to himself. He grumbled at them as he re-read them again.
o-o-o-o
Meanwhile McCoy was working to keep the patients under control. The padd in his hand counted a death toll of twenty so far. Kirk's heartbeat was starting to increase. Most of the patient's nightmares were increasing, too. Just then a tribble crawled in.
Before the tribble was completely through the door, images swirled before him and he was on pavement.
It was cold, all around him. Paws scrapped the asphalt, and tongues licked their lips. The dogs were about licking for a new chew toy and something fuzzy and squeaky like a tribble- yeah, that fit the bill…Out of sheer terror the tribble screamed.
McCoy looked down as he heard a meep of terror. "Ah, hell no," he said as he picked up the unconscious tribble.
o-o-o-o
Just then Scotty burst in on the bridge. "I dunna know if ya realize this lad," Scotty began addressing Sulu, "But most uh de red-shirts are engineers! And so well, my babies aren't being cared for!"
For Scotty this was a nightmare. Things were slowly turning into chaos. Without anyone keeping the engines in check, well, at this rate things weren't pretty.
o-o-o-o
Spock looked over his tattered piece of notebook paper once more. Suddenly something clicked. Grabbing his eraser he rubbed furiously. He scribbled the correct formula. The chemicals he needed were in sickbay. Once mixed they needed to be heated to two hundred and sixty degrees Kelvin and cool. It would take at least two hours before it could even be attempted. His eyes widened and he ran towards the sick bay. Ran, ran fast, ran hard, and ran quickly.
o-o-o-o
On the bridge Uhura was trying to hail any other ships for help. Anyone with science background was needed. Suddenly she looked around.
She heard white noise. The frequencies buzzed at an unearthly volume. Suddenly she was on hot sands and her hands were cuffed. A federation building was in rubble before her. The idea of everyone working together was in ruins. From behind her she heard footsteps and cruel laughter. She turned around a screamed…
Sulu rushed to her side. He cradled her limp form whilecarring her to sickbay. In the turbo lift he whispered in her ear, "I don't know if you realize this but…but… I love you."
He kissed her.
o-o-o-o-o
Spock nearly collided with Sulu as he rushed into sickbay. "I've got –"
His words cut off as everything went black in Spock's vision. He stood ridged for a moment. McCoy turned around to see Spock crumple to the floor and scream. McCoy looked to the ceiling as if to say why me god? Spock thrashed for a moment then laid perfectly still. He had his palm in a fist.
Can you imagine an orb? A spiraling 3-D orb and in the middle of it was Spock. The walls around him were numbers and symbols. A perfectly logical problem that he could solve… or so he thought. His brow furrowed as he found he couldn't concentrate. "Spock!" someone yelled. He snapped to attention on the bridge. He was glad that it was only a nightmare but then the whole ship was in trouble. Kirk gave him a look as he pointed to the view screen. Ships of every kind surrounded them. There must be a logical solution! There must! But he couldn't think of any. He telepathically called to his parents. But in this hour of his need they denied him help. And no logical solution was in sight. "Spock." He turned just as the crew turned into their true forms: Klingons, Orions, Tholins, each more deranged than the next. His parents showed up to, just to encourage this act by the crew. He was betrayed! All seemed lost but to his left the captain stood next to him. The two of them could win out he hoped. He was still trying to think desperately but he couldn't think straight. He couldn't, nothing logical could help. Pleading he turned to the captain. To his horror Kirk was slowing reveling himself as the worst of all…
Spock was betrayed on all sides. And although it was not logical he desperately screamed as they all began to grin fiendishly…
McCoy un-balled Spock's fist and cursed at the Vulcan script on the crumpled piece of paper. Shaking his head he turned towards to incoming yewomans. Under his breath he cursed, "so close, and yet so far…"
o-o-o-TO BE CONTINUED-o-o-o
(please review, did i do good with the worst fears? I will update soon with another chapter! also none of the characters are mine)
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