From his perch in the tree above, Pavel Chekov watched as Sulu and Jim walked through the underbrush, looking for the teenager who had run into the woods.
The game had become more intense than ever, his teammates nearly finding him on more than a few occasions. After hearing their plan to try and flush him out of the house, Pavel went along with it, his own brain calling up ideas on how to avoid them.
Pavel was a small kid, he could easily climb up the big trees and stay where they couldn't get. Of course, he was also wearing a green shirt to camouflage himself. He was determined to win.
"Come on, Pavel! This isn't fair anymore!" Jim called. He swatted at a bug before taking another step closer to a bush.
Chekov held in a laugh as he climbed to a more hidden leafy of the tree. Before he could comprehend what was happening, the branch below him snapped, and he felt weightless.
It took his brain longer than it should to realize he was falling. A thousand possible injuries popped in his head. A broken neck, broken legs, a spinal fracture. All could cause serious problems.
He felt a small sense of fear. Falling from trees were suddenly a whole more scary... He was pretty high up...
He crashed to the ground and cried out as landed. From his perch about ten feet away, Jim jumped and ran to him.
Pavel was laying on his back, his head was bleeding from a cut above his eyebrow, and his arm was bend at an awkward angle. It had obviously taken the brunt of the fall. He was gasping for air, the breathe obviously knocked out of him. It didn't take a genius to realize he'd fallen from the tree. "Pavel! What the hell! Are you okay?"
"N...n..o" He wheezed, his eyes scrunched closed. Jim put his hands on the kids arms, his fingers barely brushing against his skin. Chekov cried out again, and Jim felt a sense of panic.
His hand immediately went to the communicator in his pocket. "Bones! Sulu! Pavel fell out of a tree."
It took the others a full two seconds to answer. "He WHAT?!" Bones yelled. He stood up and grabbed his medical kit. "Don't move him. He may have a spinal injury."
He set out to the woods, following Jim's directions. When he finally found them, Chekov looked about ready to faint. His face was pale and he was holding his arm pretty tight. McCoy pushed him out of the way and scanned him with a few devices.
"Okay, his arm's broken and he has a concussion. Other than that it's nothing serious." He placed his stuff back into his bag together they carried the teenager back to the cabin. Sulu was waiting for them there. He'd set up a bed to make it more comfortable.
Bones gave him a hypo in his neck, and waited for him to fall asleep before he fixed his arm. It wasn't to bad of a break, and about ten minutes under a bone regenerator would fix it almost all the way. He'd have to wear a brace for a few days, but the he'd be good as new.
Later that day, Pavel was back outside messing with the others in hide and seek. One would have thought he'd have learned his lesson with climbing trees.
But of course, he was currently in one know, smiling as the others looked for him.