Stardate: 70829.2045
Title: Help Is On the Way
Author: Ensign Biggs/Lt. Grace
Scene: USS Alchemy
Time: Concurrent with "A Visitor"
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Simon watched Reece's vital signs fluctuate on the tricorder he held in his hand. This wasn't good.
It was clear the Reece had suffered several broken ribs when the science console had flipped and landed on him- but what was now becoming apparent was that one of them had poked a hole in his right lung. That was going to require treatment, and soon.
Things had been going so well before they'd come out of transwarp and gotten caught in the gravity shear. Simon thought back over the course that he'd heard Grace reviewing with Salvek before they'd engaged the drive the second time- she'd made no mention of any comet activity in the area. If only they'd known.
Simon remembered how excited he felt when he found out that he'd been chosen to serve on the Alchemy's test flight. . .
--Flashback; three days ago aboard the Independence--
Simon was just starting his shift when Commander N'Dura called him into her office. She closed the door which normally meant something was up.
"Sit down, Ensign."
Simon sat down in the seat in front of her desk. "Yes, Sir?"
"I want you to patrol deck one, sections 1, 2 and three; engineering, seven forward, and shuttle bays 1 and 2 during your shift today. Dismissed."
Simon got out of the chair and headed towards the door "Biggs, one more thing. The captain wishes to speak with you immediately and I don't know what she wants."
"Aye, Sir." Simon said, and he exited N'Dura's office and headed for the bridge. A few moments later he was standing outside the ready room.
"Come in," Zanh said in response to the chime.
Simon walked in and stood at attention.
"At ease, Ensign."
Simon relaxed a bit. "You sent for me, Sir?"
"Yes, I did." Zanh looked at a PADD in her hand. "You have served aboard the Independence for some time now, and you've shown yourself to be an officer who can be depended upon to handle any unexpected circumstance which may arise in the performance of his duties." She smiled at him. "This pleases me." She set the PADD down. "In fact, I like nothing more than keeping you around here all the time. But, it seems that Commander Salvek has requested that you go along with the crew who will be testing out the Alchemy. With me so far?"
Simon's eyes widened and he nodded. He'd been hearing all sorts of talk about this new vessel assigned to the Indy, but had not seen it yet. "Exactly what kind of vessel is Alchemy, Sir?"
"Take a look." Zanh handed Simon another PADD, one with specs for the Alchemy on it. "She is the first of her kind- therefore you'd call her Alchemy Class. There's never been one like her yet, she's the original of the species."
"Prototype. . .transwarp!" A grin spread across Simon's face.
The captain smiled "Yes, and Salvek needs the best hands he can get for this trip. Therefore, Simon Biggs, I am assigning you to the test crew. Have a good time out there. Wish I were going with you."
"Thank you, Sir." Simon was pleased by the show of faith in him- by Zanh, and by Salvek.
"One more thing,"
"Yes captain?"
"It's good to see you, Biggles where have you been hiding out lately?"
"Good to see you too. . ." he grinned again, "Zanh-o-rama." His smile faded a little when he thought of where he'd just been. "I went to Earth, actually. To visit my family."
"Oh, that's great. Have a good time?"
"It was. . .complicated. Long story, Sir."
"Oh. Well, if you need to talk about it, you know where the counselor's office is, I'm sure that Dr. Trind or Vedek Jariel would be happy to-" she was merely teasing, imagining some minor family drama had played out on the planet.
But as his expression changed again, she realized that he was truly troubled by something and stopped. "Simon, I was only joking. You know you can talk to me, if you need to. Are you all right?"
"Maybe," Simon began slowly, "We can talk about it after I get back. I assure you, Captain, it won't interfere with the performance of my duty."
"I'm not worried about that," she replied gently, all joking aside now. "I'm worried about you."
"I'd best get to the Alchemy to check in." Simon replied. "May I go?"
"Yes," Zanh said, still concerned about him. She had never seen him quite this way before. "Dismissed."
Simon entered the Starion's landing bay and the first thing he noticed was that about twenty other people were standing around, looking at the tall, almost triangular in shape USS Alchemy.
*It almost looks like one of the old Earth Stealth fighters,* Simon thought, plane buff that he was. *This is going to be interesting.*
-----End Flashback------
*Interesting didn't begin to cover it,* he thought now. He heard his combadge chirp, and gratefully tapped it. This meant that help was on the way.
"Biggs."
[Status of Lt. Reece?]
"Time is ticking away Commander. Any chance of getting him to Sickbay soon? We've exhausted quite a bit of his golden hour already."
[I have located Ensign Xhian and he is on his way back here, to Engineering. We will make it our highest priority to restore power to one transporter so that Reece can be beamed to Sickbay. The EMH is active and Lair Kellyn is already receiving treatment there. I will contact you as soon as the transporter is on line. Salvek out.]
"The cavalry is coming, Dabin," February said softly as she continued watching over the sedated Dabin Reece. "Just hang on."
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Ensign Simon Biggs
Security Officer
USS Independence
and
Lt. February Grace
Helm/Flight Controller
USS Independence
Post 468: Help Is On the Way
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- Post 466: Those Who Won't Be Counseled
- Post 467: A Visitor
- Post 468: Help Is On the Way
- Post 469: Can't Be Helped
- Post 470: Battle of the Sexes
- Post 471: One but Many
- Post 472: Running for Reece
- Post 473: The Kindness of Strangers
- Post 474: Angels in the Snow
- Post 475: Adrift
- Post 476: Yensul Awaits
- Post 477: Women and Children First
- Post 478: Mothers and Daughters Part One
- Post 479: Mothers and Daughters Part Two
- Post 480: Somehow, It Feels Like Christmas
- Post 481: Overture
- Post 482: Without Fanfare
- Post 483: Welcome to Yensul Part One
- Post 484: Welcome to Yensul Part Two
- Post 485:Alone in a Crowd Part One
- Post 486: Alone in a Crowd Part Two
- Post 487: Home Field Advantage
- Post 488: Florence Nightin-Ensign
- Post 489: The Honeymoon Has To Wait
- Post 490: Tour Guide
- Post 491: Into Focus
- Post 492: Just What the Klingon Ordered
- Post 493: You Did What?
- Post 494: Masquerading As Light
- Post 495: Two Outs, Full Count, Bottom of the Ninth
- Post 496: Tending the Garden
- Post 497: To Mention the Unmentionable
- Post 498: Starfleet Boy Meets Alien Girl Part One
- Post 499: Starfleet Boy Meets Alien Girl Part Two
- Post 500: Reasonable Accomodations
- Post 501: Under the Bus
- Post 502: A Chance
- Post 503: Something Somehow Sacred Part One
- Post 504: Something Somehow Sacred Part Two
- Post 505: Something Somehow Sacred Part Three
- Post 506: In a Dream
- Post 507: Drastic Times
- Post 508: Be Careful What You Wish For
- Post 509: Hot Soup, Familiar Face
- Post 510: This Is Some Rescue
- Post 511: Upon the Housetops Part One
- Post 512: Upon the Housetops Part Two
- Post 513: The Last Thing I Remember
- Post 514: Dialogue
- Post 515: Judgment Day Part One
- Post 516: Judgment Day Part Two
- Post 517: Judgment Day Part Three
- Post 518: Unexpected Help
- Post 519: I Have An Idea
- Post 520: Parting Is Such Sweet. . .Whatever
- Post 521: Saved
- Post 522: Walking Away
- Post 523: Bright, Shiny Objects
- Post 524: Without A Fuss
- Post 525: Wrap Up With A Nice Little Bow
- Post 526: Facing The Future
- Post 527: Until Next Time
- Post 528: The Truth
- Post 529: A New Beginning
- Post 530: The Flames Burn Hotter
- Post 531: Instinct
- Post 532: Preparations
- Post 533: Reality and Guilt
- Post 534: For Their Own Good Part One
- Post 535: For Their Own Good Part Two
- Post 536: Hairspray and Short Skirts
- Post 537: Masquerade
- Post 538: Halloween, Today?
- Post 539: Alter Ego
- Post 540: Flapper Tapper Girl
- Post 541: Can't Get Enough
- Post 542: Commander Who?
- Post 543: The Inmates Are. . .
- Post 544: And They Call Her Sir
- Post 545: Message In A Bottle
- Post 546: Full Disclosure Part One
- Post 547 Full Disclosure Part Two
- Post 548: Rendezvous?
- Post 549: Why the Long Face? Part One
- Post 550- Why the Long Face? Part Two
- Post 551: Why The Long Face? Part Three
- Post 552: Time to Meet
- Post 553: Quicksand, Part One
- Post 554: Quicksand, Part Two
- Post 555) Trapped
- Post 556) Heads or Tails
- Post 557) Take Your Stations Part One
- Post 558) Take Your Stations Part Two
- Post 559) Transponder
- Post 560) Damaged Goods
- Post 561) Damsel in Distress
- Post 562) The Invisibles
- Post 563) Showtime
- Post 564) Full Circle
- For the Crew. . .
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