Nurse Christine Chapel Space…it was so vast and yet she wanted it to be small and confined. Christine Chapel knew things weren’t meant to be easy for her. She was once an inspiring student in bio research, now she was aboard a Starfleet ship for years to come. Missions, after missions. She had seen a great deal of the galaxy. But the thing she wanted most was still a needle in the hay stack of the vast space.
Now after seven years of laboring and studying, she was becoming a fine nurse. She would soon be the head nurse, at least that was the indication as of late. With the check-ups going around the ship, McCoy had been relying on her the most out of the rest of the nurses. That was a good sign.
Fiddling with the hypo spray in between her hands, Chapel starred at the computer screen, she was bent on getting this done quickly…Though her mind began to wonder shortly there afterwards.
Her parents had said they were proud of their daughter’s choice, knowing full well why she hadjoined Starfleet. Chapel could have made it through with her bio-research. But, she couldn’t just sit in a lab or science vessel while her finance was out there, somewhere. No one had heard from him in years, not since he had started his journey across the galaxy. His heart and mind sometimes would forget about her, and dwell on the facts of the unknown.
Frustrated with herself for allowing her mind to drift over her lack of a social life, she returned her focus to her assignment. She kept her eyes forward and her chin held high as she waited for the computer screen to give her the read outs of the recent medical examinations. It was her duty to ensure that there wasn’t a pattern of a virus or another strange occurrence. A long and boring process, but it was her shift, and when it was your shift, you did the shitty jobs no one wanted.
She’d at least thought after seven years, she’d have made head nurse. Christine glanced over her shoulder at the abruption of conversations. She merely rolled her eyes at the antics of a certain captain. At least he made the Enterprise an interesting experience. It was hard to keep her gaze on the screen now with the bantering going on. Everyone seemed quite intrigued.
Chapel stood up from the computer when the Captain had taken a sudden fall. Though it hardly fazed the Chief Medical doctor, who took it in stride and in the same instances sent a young female officer to her.
“Oh, I don’t know what he thinks I can do…” Chapel replied slightly to her. Though the female officer eyed the captain with that look. She knew it well. Escorting her away from the sight at hand, she gave her to another nurse. Chapel shrugged when asked what was wrong with her, “probably to finish her check up…she was distracting the Captain…”
A smile formed when she returned to find yet another job awaiting for her. The Captain was off and a new patient entered. She hardly looked well, but a quick injection would do her just right. Chapel was about to return to the computer screen, as she thought McCoy or someone else would deal with Zafirah. But yet again, the doctor appointed her as care taker.
Striding up to her, she took her arm gently. “You should have been here sooner…you wouldn’t be feeling quite so awful.” It was also amazing how some people would wait until they couldn’t take the pain anymore before coming to the medical bay. Sitting the girl on one of the available beds, she went to retrieve the tricorder and a few hypo sprays, just in case the girl had something else wrong with her, though her demeanor was indication enough.
“So, besides feeling ill…how have things been going on your end?” She asked. Light conversation never killed anyone before. Why should it now? Chapel switched on the tricorder, scanning the being in front of her, “Ah…the common cold…strange how it still strives to defeat the best of us…”
Chapel remembered reading about the past medical epidemics last week, and wondering how humans survived for this long. She settled the tricorder down, and gently grabbed Zafirah’s arm, “This won’t hurt a bit…” The nurse injected the hypo spray into Zafriah’s arm rather than the neck.
“It might take a moment or two before the effects start to take place…Might tingle.”
