"Nice and Easy"
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Setting: USS ANUBIS, Sickbay
Stardate: 63073.1330

Adriana smiled as she verified the latest medical scans on their Klingon patient.  The encouraging results had not been the reason for her happiness, but rather the ability for her and everyone else onboard to be able to think whatever they wanted without having to fear coming face-to-face with it.  No Elysian fields, no corridor filled with kittens, not even a storming battalion of Romulans, nothing other than the cold, hard reality at the end of their fingertips.

Lieutenant Fairborn had not remained in Sickbay for very long, to the visible chagrin of the CMO who had withdrew to the seclusion of her office.  Doctor Summers had claimed that an excessive amount of work had required her attention, but the aCMO had suspected that there had been more behind the sudden change in Lea's mood.

"You do know that she likes him," the familiar voice of Amanda shattered the tranquility of the room which caused Adriana to roll her eyes.

The aCMO went on with her duties, doing her best to ignore the hallucination of her missing sister, a mirage that had grown to be increasingly annoying to the Ensign despite her feelings for her sister.  Ensign Lopez had hoped that the modifications made to the ablative armor by the CSciO would have ended these visions, at least for a little while.  If they had stopped it would have indicated an external cause of these hallucinations, a fact that Adriana would have been rather happy to discover.

"Sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not one of those temporal creations you and the rest of the crew had to deal with," Amanda said as she sat on one of the biobeds.  "I am a creation of your mind, a reminder of what it is that brought you out here and a sounding board that allows you to have a better grasp of this reality."

Adriana spun around and shot a deathly glare at the vision that only she could see.  "If you are my anchor into reality, then I am in much deeper trouble than I had realized," the aCMO said in a forceful whispered voice.  If Doctor Summers or any other member of the medical staff should walk in, the ensign would have been able to claim that she had been talking to herself, an impossible claim to make had she been yelling as she had wanted to.

"I would think that you would be happy that I am here for you," the hallucination said as she jumped off the biobed and moved closer to Adriana.  "Think about it this way, if you were truly going mad, you would be seeing things that would make you run screaming or cower in a corner sobbing uncontrollably.  Instead you get to see a caring, supporting face, one that understands what you are going through and one who is there for you."

The aCMO remained silent for a few moments as the wisdom of the words spoken sunk in; even if in the end they had been her own words.  "It is nice to have someone to talk to," Adriana admitted out loud with a sigh.  As much as she might have disliked the idea of hallucinating about her sister there had been some comfort drawn from the experiences.  With a certain sense of peace the woman turned on her heels and prepared to return to the Klingon's side only to almost run into Ensign Dalziel.

"You are right," Eve grinned, "it is nice to have someone to talk to," the Counselor said with a twinkle in her eyes that seem to indicate that she knew more than she had let on.  A lot more.

Marissa Montonera-Lombardi (mmlm24@gmail.com)

Ensign Adriana Lopez
Assistant Chief Medical Officer