Disclaimer: I only wish Voyager was mine, but Paramount owns them and it is our duty to speculate what they don't see fit to reveal in the series, and are too lazy to make a movie. If only they would see it our way...
Banned From Coffee Chapter 14 - Setbacks
As the ship lurched violently a third time, Seven stepped out of the turbolift and onto the Bridge to take her station and assist Tuvok with the aliens.
"Commander, we are being hailed," came a voice from the Ops station, the young ensign on duty obviously anxious about the situation.
"On screen," he said, calling up the image from his place in the Captain's command chair.
The ugly face of the Alomen-ar leader, First Marne Ashwaith, filled the viewscreen, making the junior crewmembers on the Bridge visably cringe in horror.
"First Marne Ashwaith, I am Lieutenant Commander Tuvok. On what grounds have you..." the Vulcan, though unable to show any emotions, was clearly agrivated with the recurring presence of the hostile aliens.
"Lieutenant Commander Tuvok, am I to understand that you have taken over command from your pregnant captain?" the alien had previously established his unwillingness to converse with a pregnant woman.
"No, First Marne, the captain is currently disabled in Sickbay with the rest of the senior staff, having sustaining serious injuries from your first attack on our ship."
Tuvok watched as the leaders face almost broke out in a smile, pleased to see his actions had caused injury to the one woman he did not like. He turned to the ensign at Ops to cut off the conversation, visibly shaken by the Marne's comments and body language.
It was definantly going to be a coffee-needing day.
In Sickbay, Harry had managed to quickly repair the holoemmitors and reactivate the Doctor's program. Looking around after his reactivation, the doctor immediately strode to the occupied biobeds. He proceeded in ignoring a very cranky First Officer, trying to get back to the treatment of the pregnant women and their fragile health.
The pair of them were lying sedated on neighbouring biobeds, it was unfortunate enough for the doctor that three anxious and caring men were hovering over them without the stubborn females trying to resist treatment.
"Severe lacerations to forearms and forehead, slight trauma to the chest and abdomen, no apparent damage to the foetus.." the doctor trailed on and on in medical terms about the condition of the pregnant wives of Chakotay and Tom Paris. Harry stood protectively behind the Captain, a person he respected more than anyone else he knew.
"Doc, what are you talking about?" Chakotay asked from his position at the foot of Kathryn's bed.
"Yeah, is there anything wrong with their babies?" Tos asked, from the foot of B'Elanna's biobed. Even though he was a field medic, when his wife was occupying his second station, the chief pilot couldn't think straight.
"No, you'll be pleased to know there is nothing wrong with your wives or your children, but they should be waking up with major headaches and will be very cranky about being restricted to sickbay for 24 hours." The doctor finished his assessment speaking very quickly, as to not provoke any more misdirected rage.
"That's good," Harry said. "I just hope you can keep them here, you know how much they hate being restricted, especially to Sickbay."
Tom and Chakotay laughed at the expense of the EMH and the look on his face. No one wanted to be in Sickbay if both the Captain and CHief Engineer were confined there.
"What's so funny?" came a voice from the biobed closest to the door. Kathryn Janeway was waking from her involuntary slumber. "Why am I in Siickbay?"
Four of the male members of the senior staff rushed over to their beloved Captain's bedside, to answer her questions and tell her the news.
"So, why am I in Sickbay?" Kathryn asked again, after the doctor had quickly run a medical tricorder over her body.
"Well, we were all in the briefing room when the ship lurched, under attack by the Alomen-ar again. We all fell against the wall, and you and B'Elanna hit the wall first, and you hit it hard. I think Seven found us there, because we woke up in Sickbay and had to help put the two of you on biobeds."
Kathryn looked in concern first at her husband, then at her friend on the bed next to her. "Is there anything wrong with my baby?" she asked, directing her anxious question towards the holographic doctor.
The Doc laughed at the question, as if it didn't really need to be answered. "Kathryn, there's nothing wrong with you, or your child, any more. Other than a few lacerations and a rather sever bump to the head, you will both be fine in a few days, after I release you from Sickbay in 24 hours."
The EMH had a sheepish grin on his face as he delivered the news to the Captain, knowing very well she would empty her lungs and take her frustration out on his holomatrix.
Before Kathryn could really start her tantrum, B'Elanna stirred on her biobed next to the congregation, and everyone's attention was diverted to her.
"What?' she said groggily. "Why am I in Sickbay? Why are you here, Captain? Why are you all looking at me like that?" B'Elanna looked around at each of the people standing around the pair of biobeds, a confused look on her face.
"B'Elanna," Tom started. "You were knocked over and hit the wall hard when we were attacked. You have been in Sickbay ever since," Tom looked into his wife's eyes, ready to break the news to her. "Honey, there's nothing wrong with our baby, but you and Kathryn are being confined to Sickbay for 24 hours."
Tom Paris received another look of steel, this time from both his wife and comanding officer. Both looked ready to rip heads off bodies if they weren't left alone quickly.
"We'll just leave then..." Harry started, moving slowly towards the doors to escape the enraged, pregnant women. "That is, if we're allowed to, Doctor?"
A slight nod of the head dismissed the three male senior officers from taking up room in Sickbay, but the Doctor kept his eyes on the highest ranking females on the ship, just to make sure they didn't break out and escape.
As the EMH approached the women holding a hypospray, they looked just about ready to rewrite his program. He chased them towards the surgical bay, ready to sedate them into submission if he had to.
Kathryn and B'Elanna reached the biobed in the alcove, and not before the doctor had a chance to imprison them in Sickbay.
"Computer," he called. "Establish a level 5 forcefield around the surgical bay, and restrict access to the Chief Medical Officder only,"
"Acknowledged," came the computer's dry, emotionless voice complying with the Doctor's request.
This major setback dawned on the faces of the Janeway and Torres, knowing they would not escape their confinement until they were allowed to.
The situation with the Alomen-ar would have to wait until the Doctor was in a more complying mood.
