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It has been two days, since Leonard gave me his advice. I plan to go and talk to Spock tonight, hopefully I can find out why he really doesn't want to tell any one why we are dating. I start to head to the bridge to ask Spock if I can talk to him tonight but Leonard stops me.
"Chris, you can't talk to him right now. Jim, Spock and I are going beaming down to Minara to assist in the evacuation of our research station there. Now don't look at me like that, the mission shouldn't take that long, you'll have your Vulcan back soon enough." He gave me a hug and headed out the door. I was now in charge of sickbay, and didn't have time to leave and bid Spock good by. Sick bay was abnormally busy that morning and I didn't realize anything had gone wrong with the mission until that afternoon. I went to the bridge to see what was taking so long.
"Miss Chapel, I'm sorry but the landing party hasn't checked in yet, and we canna find them anywhere on the surface." I seriously thought my heart was going to stop. Not only had I lost Leonard, but Spock too. Even worse, I had left Spock unmediated and un-rested. He wasn't near as healthy as he should be! Vulcan's have to mediate to survive- I could have seriously endanger his chances of surviving whatever their situation was. I must have made a noise that frightened Mr. Scott; he moved over and caught me right before I fainted.
I awoke in sickbay with Nurse T'Pau hovering over me, checking my vitals.
"Did I faint?" silly question, that has to be what happened.
"Yes Christine, you passed out from stress, and you have not had any nourishment today." She's right, I had been to busy for breakfast or lunch. Come to think of it, I was really hungry.
"T'Pau, could you get me something to eat?" I asked sheepishly. As head nurse I really should no better than to go without eating for so long. Then I remembered why I had fainted. Spock, Spock could be dead. I wanted to die in that moment. So that's why I feel awful. I hope to God he is alright and alive, I also hope against hope that Leonard and Jim are too. I left Dr. M'Benga in charge of sickbay and went to my quarters. I can't even begin to tell you how much I cried.
~~ooOoo~~
Things are not going well. We landed on Minara as planned and discovered the research station personal had vanished. Shortly after this discovery Jim, McCoy and I were transported 121.32 meters below the planet's surface, by a matter-energy scrambler similar to the transporter. After wandering through the cavern we were trapped in, we encountered a humanoid woman reclining on a dimly lit, cross-shaped couch. She awoke and did not respond to any of Jim's questions. McCoy examined her and determined that she did not have any vocal cords, indicating that she comes from a species of mutes. Jim deduced that she is a member of the civilization on Gamma Vertis IV entirely mute species. McCoy named her Gem. Immediately afterword's two more humanoids appeared and ordered Jim not to interfere with her. They then stunned him and trap the three of us in a force field that fed of our energy. They checked on Gem and then disappeared. Jim had a cut on his forehead which Gem managed to heal. McCoy was rather impressed and surmised that she was an empath. We continued to explore our prison and found what appeared to be a laboratory. Our missing personal were in what appeared to be test tubes, they were dead. We managed to find our way back to the planets surface. Then in a clever ruse the aliens separated McCoy, Gem and I from Jim, whom they captured. They took him back to their laboratory and brutally tortured him. McCoy and I were once again transported back to the chamber we had found Gem in. Kirk and Gem were then both transported back into the chamber while McCoy and I were detained by a force field. Gem healed Jim, but at obvious harm to herself. The aliens then told Jim that he would have to decide whether McCoy or myself would be chosen for the next experiment. There is an 87% chance that McCoy would die, and a 93% chance I would suffer brain damage. Jim is now trying to decide.
Having recorded all my notes on our current situation all I can do is sit and think. Ordinarily I would mediate, however I have been unable to acquire the focus required for it. So instead my thoughts drift to Christine. I have found in the past that focusing on her has the ability to calm my mind. I remember the feel of her warm skin, the smell of her hair, the touch of her soft lips against mine. I wish I had not hurt her so much; but it wasn't logical to bother the captain with news of our relationship. However I was quickly discovering relationships were not logical. I decided to focus on a more pleasant memory seeing that my current thoughts were not helping to calm me. My mind drifted to our time on Rika 12. What a pleasurable time that had been. I learned so much about Christine during those long cold nights. Odd to think it never really happened. I imagine the Talosian's were quite happy to learn that their plan had worked after all. My thoughts are suddenly brought back to our current crisis by Jim; he appears to be suffering from the bends. McCoy catches him off guard and injects him with his hypo, rendering him unconscious. I am now in command. I inform the doctor of this fact and tell him that I shall go to the aliens at the appointed time. I turn towards the laboratory and am welcomed by and encompassing darkness.
"Spock, wake up." Jim? Was he not unconscious? Where am I? All my questions are quickly answered once I open my eyes. The doctor must have disposed of me like he did Jim. I can not explain the anger I felt at McCoy, it was illogical. I should not be mad at him, he gave his life for mine, I should be grateful. But I was far from it. With a bit of effort I suppressed my emotions and continued my work on the alien device. I believe I now know how to work it. They are control units; they are tuned to the pattern of electrical energy of the person who uses it and are activated by mental commands. Tune the devices to my brain and Jim and I transport to McCoy and Gem. McCoy has been brutally tortured and is dying. He has severe heart damage, congestion in both lungs, and his circulatory system is in danger of collapse. He is bleeding into the chest, his spleen and liver are hemorrhaging, and his kidneys have 70% failure. I inform Jim that the best I can do is make him comfortable. Jim suggest that we allow Gem to heal him enough so that we can transport him to the Enterprise. However the aliens arrive and trap us in a force field. Neither of us can assist McCoy. The aliens want Gem to sacrifice herself for McCoy, in order to see whether or not her species deserves saving. Gem attempts to heal him but McCoy pushes her away. He will not take a life, even to save his. Meanwhile I have discovered how to escape this force field. We must simply suppress our emotions. With a great deal of difficulty I suppress all my emotions and the field collapses. Jim demands that the aliens help McCoy, but they refuse- merely offering her life is not enough for them, she must sacrifice it. Jim rebukes them and tells them that they have forgotten about the characteristics they want her to show. Oddly enough, his approach works. The aliens heal McCoy and disappear with Gem, presumably to save her planet. We hail the Enterprise to pick us up.