Wow, it's been some time since I updated this. Spore is too addictive.
Samus was, at all times, either fully asleep or fully awake. Now was no exception. The second her body decided it had rested long enough, it bent itself at the waist. Her eyes were already open, gathering information on her current situation.
The first tidbit of information Samus observed was of her Power Suit – a complete lack of it. She dwelt on this very briefly; then she remembered she hadn't been wearing it when she went unconsious. Her blue jumpsuit had been replaced by an indigo medical robe; this, too, was easily explainable, considering the injuries she sustained during the pirate confrontation. Whoever had worked on her had done a great job – not only did she not feel hurt, she felt better than she had in a long time.
Samus turned her attention away from herself, and moved onto the room she occupied. It was dark, but not aphotic. She could make out the basic shape of the room: cubical, perhaps 8-foot per side. There were several pieces of medical equipment around her – presumably this was where she had been treated.
Her metal cot was facing a window. She could make out several stars, all streaming by like ticker tape. So they hadn't waited to get her on solid ground before healing her; she was still on a starship. It was likely that this ship was the one that rescued her – but, there was no way of knowing for sure.
A door opened behind her, casting a stream of light into the room. Samus turned around, to see the silloette of a young, likely human woman, possibly one in her teens.
"You're up," The woman stated, "Raise lights, 80"
The room executed the command. It was a gradual change, preventing stress on either woman's eyes, allowing Samus a better view of her visitor. The definitely pre-20-year-old woman was tall, rather fit, and had shoulder-length, strait brown hair. She wasn't particularly beautiful, but she wasn't ugly either. She wore a white suit of some slightly glossy material Samus couldn't identify, and the red snake staff on the suit's chest made it clear that the woman was involved in medicine. Considering her age, Samus would have guessed she was a nurse, but surrounding the red emblem were five golden stars. If those stars were a symbol of rank...
"I suppose you have a few questions," The woman remarked, "You are onboard the TSS Generator. We're from... another part of the Universe, though yes, we are human, close enough to your DNA to call us the same species. My name is Catherine Quan, the chief medical officer on this ship."
"Catherine. It's always nice to know names," Samus remarked, "I must say, you look a little young to be a doctor."
"I've been practicing since... ever since I can remember, really. I've gotten good at medicine," Cathy replied, "But, perhaps we should talk about you. 150 cm2 covered in 2nd degree burns, a relatively minor cuncussion, and a fracture in your left humerus. Perhaps not in need of ER care, but you are the guest of honor."
"So this is the Emergency Room," Samus said, "Okay, you said I sustained a bone fracture. How long until it's healed?" She was familiar with a Federation polymer that could heal bones in a matter of days. It would be interesting to see how the medicine of these people compared.
"Actually, the bone is already strong enough for light activity," Cathy replied, "It will still be an hour until I let you do more strenuous exercises."
"Let me?" Samus remarked, "You don't know me very well, do you?"
"Actually, bounty hunter Samus Aran, I do," Cathy replied, "You're why we're here."
The TSS Generator is actually from my own, original fictional universe. This isn't their first appearance - I'm actually working on a novel for them, and they have appeared in other fanfics. So, this is a cross-over, just one with my own, original characters.