Chapter 9 At HQ
Jeff's landing was softer than he was used to, but the jarring still moved his wrist painfully. He groaned as they landed and Bogg moved to his side as soon as he had recovered from his own very rough landing.
A door opened and two men walked into the room. "Welcome back Phineas," one of them said.
"Phil, we need medical," Bogg said immediately.
"They're on the way, it's not an emergency," Phil answered him.
Bogg paused, it was true that a broken wrist was not an emergency according to their protocol, but with Jeff in pain, he just couldn't see it that way. "Yes it is," he said loudly, "I want them here now!"
Bogg sat beside Jeff as Phil and his partner exchanged glances. The medical team entered shortly thereafter and began treatment.
Two hours later, Jeff lay in a bed in the Medical Center. His wrist was in a cast and positioned on two pillows. Phineas sat in a chair beside the bed. There was a knock at the door and Phil walked in.
"Well you look a bit better," Phil said to Jeff. "Now that things are under control, can we get you two checked in?"
"Yeah, sorry," Bogg said apologetically, "I was just wound up before."
"I understand, now Jeffrey, we haven't met yet, but I'm Phil Tucker. I monitor some of the omnis, Voyager Bogg's for example, and every year or so, we pull our Voyagers back in for evaluation and refresher courses."
Jeff looked at him, hardly understanding what he said.
"Look, they gave him some pretty strong medicine, can't we do this tomorrow?" Bogg asked.
Phil's expression softened. "Oh, sure, but can we get you done now?"
Bogg looked at Jeff, "can it wait til he's feeling better?"
"I'm okay Bogg, I feel like sleeping anyway," Jeff said closing his eyes.
Bogg looked at him for a moment, then looked at Phil, "in a minute," he mouthed the words and turned his attention back to Jeff. A few moments later, he was sure Jeff was asleep, and stood up. "I wanna get back as soon as I can," he told Phil as they left together.
Two hours later Bogg opened the door to Jeff's room and saw that he was still asleep. It was late evening and Bogg planned to stay the night. He walked in quietly and settled himself beside the bed in a recliner chair. In the morning Jeff would be discharged. Unfortunately, there were only bunk rooms available, no apartments, and worse than that, the two open bunks were in separate rooms. Jeff would have to room with 3 other voyagers, as would Phineas. Normally, they would have taken this in stride, but Phineas was not willing to be separated when Jeff was injured. He wanted to be close, just in case Jeff needed anything. He would have to figure out where they could stay tomorrow. Right now, there was nothing to do but stay close and try to get some sleep.