Chapter 5: Wait, WHAT?

"Jenny?" Someone said in my odd dream. It didn't make sense cause it sounded like Becky but she was busy talking about how to blow stuff up with Scotty…

"JENNY!"

I squeaked and sat up quickly—and banged my head off of Becky's, who was trying to wake me up.

"Ouch. Jeeze, get ready it's almost your shift and the other ensign is having some issues."

I moaned and held my head. "Well what happened to Pavel?"

"Uhh… He's sort of doing something else." She sounded embarrassed.

I stared straight at her. Her mask of calmness cracked and she gave up. "Fine. He's in Sickbay."

I gaped at her and she backed away. "Don't hurt me please…" She mumbled.

"What happened?" I said cool and collected after my extreme brain rush.

"We were walking to the Rec hall and someone attacked us. He took the hit for me."

"Is he okay?" I asked.

"Oh, yeah he's fine but Dr. McCoy won't let him go, not surprising seeing as how he lost so much blood. They're still trying to find out if the blade was poisoned." She made it sound cheery

I threw of my covers and pulled my uniform from a dresser drawer.

"Meet me down in Sickbay, okay?" I told her. She nodded and left my room.

I pulled my uniform on and brushed my hair quickly. Then from another drawer I pulled out a pencil and hid it in my sleeve. It was lucky and never failed me. I took one look in the mirror and sighed. I walked out the door and it hissed shut behind me. I took a left two rights on on the turbolift down three levels. I walked into Sickbay and there was only three people crowded around Pavel who was standing against Doctors orders. There was a bandage wrapping his shoulder and already it was beginning to stain red with fresh blood. I stomped toward them, already planning some harsh words.

He spotted me seconds before I rushed him back to bed and started interrogating him.

"Who was it?" I asked

"I don't-."

"When did it happen?" I cut him off

"About-."

"Why did you take the hit instead of Becky?"

"Because-."

"Well-?" I tried but he now cut me off.

"If you vould be quiet I could tell you!" He said with limited patience. I immediately shut up. He told me what happened. Apparently the unknown assailant tried to attack Becky when they weren't paying attention. Luckily he saw the person and intercepted the knife. They had no clue who it was and no way to find the person either.

His shoulder continued to bleed heavily until the point he nearly passed out. I called Dr. McCoy in even though I knew what to do. The good Doctor took a blood sample and knocked Pavel out with some drugs.

Just then Kirk walked in, a odd expression on his face.

"How is he Bones?" He asked quietly.

"Well, Jim I don't really know. The wound won't close and soon he'll need more blood. We have no clue what caused the wound either."

Then the Captain looked straight at me. "You may find your presence needed on the Bridge, ensign. You command Navigations until Mr. Chekov may return."

"aye, sir." I promptly walked with my head down to the Bridge. When I got there I politely tapped the other ensign on the shoulder and saw it was in fact Becky wearing the same kind of uniform I did.

"Thank goodness. I thought you'd never get here." She said relieved

"Didn't I tell you to meet me in Sickbay?" I asked as I took over my station.

"Yeah, sorry the captain wanted me to try a few different things on the Bridge. Apparently I'm a 'fine specimen'" She shivered. "I think he's just trying to get me to like him and it's frustrating him because his charm isn't working. Ha little creeper. Anyway, I stole some of your clothes and by the way yellow is not my color." Becky rambled. I knew she was trying to distract me.

Oh, well back to work as always. I'll never get why Chekov is always the one who gets the crap beat out of himself. Never.

On the Bridge was the Vulcan who had befriended Becky. She seemed to glare at me. I whistled to myself quietly. From beside me I heard athe Helmsman explain the contrl they had over the ship. It took me a second to realize it wasn't Sulu. It was Becky.

I giggled. She had no clue what she was doing.

As soon as I was off duty I went back down to Sickbay to see if I could help. They had narrowed it down to a one inch blade, with some sort of oily toxin on it that prevented it from healing. It was harsh enough to burn two layers of the skin surrounding the wound and was turning his shoulder a sickly green gray color.

He still brushed it off as unimportant. Pavel pleaded to get out of the sickbay, seeming desperate to get back to work. After I left I continued I sat in my bed and read a good old fashion book, with paper and all. It was Lord of the Rings, one of my favorites.

There was impatient beep at the door. Probably Becky.

"Come in," I said tiredly. To my amazment it was Pavel who walked in my door, who gave me a toothy grin, who nearly scared the death out of me.

"What are you doing?" I hissed at him dropping my book on the bed and standing up to him. He only smiled wider.

"I got bored in Sickbay. Luckily one of my friends is down in security." Pavel beamed despite my angry expression.

I dragged him to a chair and made him sit down. He still looked pale and worn out. I couldn't move him now or make him go back . It would only be more harmful.

"I vent to Becky to but it seems she wasn't to happy to see me ezer. So I escaped and came ower here instead."

I sighed and pulled my night gown around myself. It was rather cold in my quarters. I pulled a blanket off my bed and threw it over Pavel, He didn't complain simply because he had already fallen asleep, or passed out.

"Computer," I whispered. "Time?"

It responded with its metallic voice that it was 1400 hours. One hour until my shift. I sighed again and slipped into my bathroom to get dressed. After I was dressed and ready I sent a message that Chekov was in my quarters and his condition was stable. I told McCoy I would send him back when my shift was over. He agreed quite unwillingly, but knew that there was little we could do about anything right now. Right as I was about to walk out the door, Pavel mumbled something about a Romulan as well as Becky and my name. Odd, I thought and walked out the door toward the Bridge. Maybe I would have Becky keep an eye on him. Her shift was over whenever mine started.

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I know its really short, but stick with it and please please review. I really would like/need a bit of constructive critism.