There was a soft hiss. She opened her eyes to Jean-Luc smiling down at her. Lazily blinking, she smiled back at him.
How are you feeling?
"Hm?" she murmured. Why is it so cold in here?
"Good to see you're awake," a voice said behind her. Beverly frowned a little up at Jean-Luc. The doctors were worried about you, he informed her. With a small sigh, she turned around to see Dr Taylor once again behind her. "Blood loss, shock, severe burns."
"Now I get to hear my diagnosis," she muttered under her breath, rolling her eyes shut.
"Ionic radiation," Taylor went on, undisturbed by her mutterings. "The good news is, you two will be free to go back to quarters later today."
Jean-Luc had barely processed it before Beverly leapt upon Taylor's wording. "What's the bad news then?" she sighed. It's cold and I was comfy, she cattily thought. Jean-Luc fought a chuckle. She hid a smile at making him happy.
"Your brain chemistry is still adapting to your new paired psychic abilities," Taylor explained.
Beverly turned back around to face Jean-Luc. "It seems like you're stuck with me for a while longer," she teased. Glad to hear it, Jean-Luc thought before he could stop himself.
"Also, the dermal regenerators have to stay on another few days."
"Days?!" Beverly exclaimed, horrified, her eyes flashing wide, turning back around and whirling to be sitting. Jean-Luc felt as her head throbbed – she'd sat up too quickly. Stop it, she snapped at him when she sensed him start to worry. "Oh, don't tell me, the ionic radiation lowers the efficiency!"
"Yes," Taylor simply said. Beverly pouted.
I'll just have to keep you distracted, Jean-Luc teased. "What time can we go?" he inquired.
"Three hours," Taylor said. "And I would advise you stay to quarters…" Beverly raised an eyebrow. She was done with them talking around things that needed to be said. What has been going on while we have been couped up here? "The rest of the crew need to adapt to your current appearances, and you both are still suffering some of the effects of ionic radiation poisoning. You need to rest."
Beverly bristled. Well it could be worse, she moped. At least Jean-Luc will be there with me.
A/N: Sorry it's a short one! Thanks to everyone who has reviewed so far! Have a wonderful day!