AN: Onwards to the next chapter with more spock. I still havent decieded who im going to out sky with so let me know what you think
oh and remmeber i dont own anything.
Sky POV
"Commander."
"Lutenant."
Cue awquard silence.
"Are you suficiently prepared to attend dinner?"
I squirmed slightly in my chair, my jumper sleeve pulled firmly down over my arm to prevent anyone seeing the damage i had re-done, trying despiritly to think of an excuse out of accompaning Commander spock.
"You see commander, it has been a really long day and I would much rather return to my bed."
I could of slapped myself. That was the worst excuse in the hisory of the galaxy.
"Negative. I believe it would be benifical for you to get out of sickbay and back in the company of you collegues for a time."
OK now i wa sure i was pouting but i was quickly running out of excuses.
"Forgive me Commander, but as i have already informed you, refuse to use thoses pink monstrositys and the motorised chair is currently unavaliable. So there is currently no way i would be able to get to the mess hall."
"There is a basic wheelchair is there not?"
"Yes" I had a really bad feeling about where this was going.
"Then you shall make use of the chair and I will insure you get to the destination."
He was going to push me down to the mess. This was begining to become more then i could handle.
"Thank you Commander, for your kind offer, but Im afraid I will have to Decline..."
"No you damn well won't!"
Doctor McCoy has entered with his normal flair. Maybe he will get me out of this.
"As cheif medical officer, I am duty bound to protect the health of my patients."
YES!
"And it is my opinion that the Lutenant needs to get the hell out of my sickbay and out of my hair for at least 2 hours."
DAMN! I looked a t the both.
"Let me get this straight. You are ordering me to get into the chair and allow the Commander to push me down to the mess hall?"
"Yes."
"Affermative."
So Not Fair!