"Gabriel, we have to get to work," Skylar giggled as he assaulted her with kisses over her neck and chest under the sheets in his bed, "You know I can only stay strong against your assault for so long," she revealed, wavering in her will to stop him and go to work.

He stopped and looked at her, the sheet on his head and a large grin on his lips, "I think as the Captain, I can authorize us to be a little late for the day's work. Now, can you please stop fighting?" he requested huskily before disappearing under the covers, moving lower and lower with his lips and tongue.

He reached his goal causing her to arch her back and move her hips up toward him, "If this is a direct order then who am I to argue," she whispered as she writhed in pleasure from each small movement he made.

As she was about to reach her moment, Gabriel removed his mouth and appeared back at the top of the bed to see her, cheeks red and angry, "Did you still want me to stop so we can get to work?" he teased.

"You're evil," she replied as she moved her hips up and forward, sliding him into her, "Too bad I'm just as good," she smiled slyly as she began bucking her hips enjoying his face above hers as his eyes closed in pleasure.

Later that morning, after a few more meetings, Gabriel and Skylar reported to their positions. Hugh smiled as she entered the medbay, "You're late but I'm gonna let it slide since you appear to be so happy that an admonishment most likely wouldn't even phase you," he stated with a coy smile.

"I had a pretty amazing morning," she replied as she began to go over their charts from the past week, "How are things in your corridors?" she changed the subject and flipped the conversation onto his love life.

Hugh shook his head, "I wish my answer had as many smiles as yours does but we're having a few issues in my house," he revealed.

"What's going on?" she was immediately concerned and a little guilty over her happiness, "You know you can talk to me about anything," she reminded him.

Hugh took a deep breath before he explained, "The spore drive is taking a toll on Paul and if I'm being honest, I think there are other side effects happening to him that he isn't telling me about. He is being so secretive that it worries me more," he acknowledged, "He is protective of his work, which I understand, but it seems like he is at a point where he is willing to suffer anything mental or physical to continue experiencing the network."

"Hugh, why haven't you told me? I would be happy to check on him and see if he might be more willing to open up or I could talk to Tilly," she offered, "She won't put together that I'm doing it for you and I know for a fact I can get her talking."

Hugh shook his head, "I really appreciate that but I'm going to wait a little longer and let Paul come to me. I don't want him to feel attacked and if I can be patient then it may gain me a little more trust when it comes to his secrets," he replied.

Skylar nodded as a barrage of crewmembers began coming into medbay as Code Red sounded throughout the ship.

"Medbay to bridge," Skylar said into the comm.

"Lorca here," his voice was tense, "What can I do for you?"

"What's going on? We're fielding a sudden inflow of injuries just as the Code Red began," she replied hoping for a hint as to what she and Hugh could expect.

"We flew in to help a ship under attack but the cloaking mechanism is giving the Klingons the upper hand. Prepare to receive anything," he finished.

"Understood," she replied, "Medbay out," she closed the comm as she jumped into action with Hugh to take care of the injured some minor while others were extremely major.

Skylar ventured to the bridge after stabilizing the injured crew members to find out what the ship's status is.

"Permission to come on the bridge?" Skylar asked once the lift doors opened.

Gabriel turned to see her and nodded, "Granted. How are the injured?" he asked, concern only evident to her as he spoke.

"There were no casualties and Dr. Culber and I have stabilized all crewmen injured during the attack," she replied, "May I ask what happened to make this ship vulnerable?"

He looked at her, pain in his eyes, "We were caught off guard by the cloaking devices used by the Klingons. There is a landing party working to turn off a transmission from a planet below that is blocking our abilities."

"Should we have sent a medical officer with the landing party in case of incident?" she asked.

"The mission is straightforward and there was no need to put anyone else at risk, Doctor Tate. Was there anything else?" he asked, attempting not to show any favoritism and treat her inquiries the same as anyone elses.

She shook her head, "No Captain, please let me know if there is anything else we can do in our department to help facilitate the mission," she replied before leaving the bridge and reporting back to medbay to await her next orders and check on her many patients.