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"Beka, NO!"
Realities flashed across her vision, crashing into each other and dissolving forever.
"One...two...three...breath!" The golden girl breathed air into the still body on the floor with her blonde hair fallen across her face, lips parted, and blood streaming into tiny rivers on the rug. Trance pumped Beka's chest, shaking with fear, frantic to see any sign of life.
"Andromeda!" She waited but no answer came as she still tried to make Beka breathe. "Damnit Andromeda, I know you can hear me! One...two...three...Beka come on. I need help, somebody, help me please..."
With dawning horror she realized Beka must have engaged privacy mode and there was no way she could get help without leaving Beka. And if she left, the small possibility of her friend making it was diminished to nothing.
Ripping sheets off of the bed, she pressed them into the wound, hoping to stop the rapid flow of blood. The sheet quickly stained a deep crimson red, and Trances sobs echoed across the room.
"Andromeda!"
A tiny movement on the floor caught her attention. Beka's fingers twitched slightly and as Trance looked to her face she saw the smallest movement of Beka's eyes beneath her lids, almost as if she were dreaming. "Hold on, Beka. Come on, you can do it!"
"Trance?"
From her kneeling position on the floor she twisted her upper half around. "Rommie, in here! Quick, I need you to send drones down with a stretcher, and have Med Deck cleared and prepped."
"Why? What's going on? My other self has informed me of erratic heartbeats. Is everything alri--"
But as she entered the room her voice trailed off. Rommie rushed to her first officer where she was lying on the floor. "What happened, Trance?" Anger coursed through her senses as the desire to find and kill whoever did this threatened to take her over.
Trances meek voice came, "She did it to herself."
Startled, Rommie looked up, but the face Trance was making coupled with the weak heartbeat of Beka told her she could ask questions later.
"Andromeda, disengage privacy mode. Trance, you go ahead to Med Deck and get what you need ready. I'm sending bots down now to assist me in moving the patient."
Trance was out the door before Rommie had even finished talking.
Looking down Rommie placed her hand across the wound to try to help stop the blood. With her other hand she wiped hair off of the closed blue eyes.
"Beka, what have you done?"
