Away Missions
I'd been chosen for this because of my people skills; according to the Capt. I think that it was because he wanted to see me in action. I'd been practising in the workout rooms, my ju jitsu was off when he'd come in with Spock. I'd just been about to pull off a complicated move when they opened the door and my concentration was broken leaving me on the floor with a pulled muscle. They both looked at me groaning in pain and then went to do their own training. It looked like they were doing some intricate type of martial arts.
After that incident I'd been volunteered for away duty. Apparently the last medic had died after he went on one of these missions. This ship was dangerous and Capt. Kirk was always getting into trouble. I was hoping that my luck would be better than the last guys.
After we'd beamed down from the ship, we were met by blue, gigantic people. They were looking at the Capt. and were introducing themselves. Their leader was a woman who was quite terrifying and had masculine features. After the introductions there was a feast, and then a contract had to be signed. Surprisingly everything was going well until, the leader reached out to grab Capt. Kirk. Kirk told her that he was unavailable yet she persisted saying that they needed to have intercourse in order for us to leave.
Capt. Kirk was trying to be diplomatic and Lt. Uhura was translating, until the natives decided enough was enough. They surged forward all at once trying to reach Kirk, and that's when we were beamed up. I was shaking my head at the Capt. as he had scrapes and bruises all over him. I took him to med bay, gave him a hypo and then told him to have a rest.
My first diplomatic mission and the Capt. had to come back hurt, wonderful. It was several weeks later that I was called again for a mission. It seemed that the planet we would be arriving at had been suffering an illness. There was a long list of symptoms and so far no cure. Doctor McCoy was unavailable as the Capt. himself had caught the sickness and so had most of the command crew. When they had beamed down they were immediately surrounded by people wanting help and that contact made them sick.
The sickness only affected humans so when Spock told me he was beaming down with me it was only logical. I'd noticed over the past couple of weeks I'd started to look more towards him and was often caught day dreaming by my colleagues. We beamed down and I started to take blood samples and run other tests on the people who were sick. Then I interviewed some of the doctors so that I knew the stages that the illness progressed from.
I was then on the ship analysing the samples, comparing the data to other known illnesses and trying to work on a cure. For several days this routine continued until I had it; the disease was a mix between a fever, malaria and HIV. It took another couple of days to combine the right medicine to counteract it and then distribute to everyone on the planet and in the ship. Sure enough soon everyone was cured, and we were allowed two days planet-side.
It was really nice being congratulated by everyone and receiving free food and drink. The Command crew also came up and said thank-you too. All in all, this entire mission had been better than the last one.
After that incident I found myself sitting with the command crew in the mess, watching as the Capt. ate his fatty food. Doctor McCoy and I would both nag him about eating healthier and I even suggested that I would cook some food for him but he refused. He would always ask for Spocks help when we cornered him, but he just told him that he did need to eat better. I always ate healthy including something from the food pyramid each time. Spock always ate vegetarian and I was fascinated with Pomleek soup.
Our one year mission was nearly up but we first had to collect Vulcan passengers and transport them to New Vulcan. There were 200 of them in total and the whole crew was on edge. People were frantically getting the ship ready and when the call came through announcing the arrival of the passengers all hell broke loose. People were running everywhere and when the Capt. passed by hasty salutes were thrown.
The two weeks it took to get there were very quiet and peaceful. The passengers stayed out of our way as we hurried to complete tasks. When we reached New Vulcan it signalled the end of our mission and as the passengers disembarked as did some of the crew. I'd caught Spock just before he was about to leave and had thanked him for the way he had treated me when we first met. I received an inclination of his head as an answer.