Evening Drop In

Posted on Tuesday 22 August 2023 @ 20:57 by Lieutenant Nir’anyar & Lieutenant Ricardo Draxx

Mission: Where no one has gone before
Location: Sickbay
1828 words - 3.7 OF Standard Post Measure

ON

Her stint on the bridge had been a short one and uneventful. Perhaps just the medicine she had needed for being able to sit in the command chair once again and she did feel taller, however silly that may be, and she felt happy at the way her own life direction seemed to be heading in.

She now found herself in the main sickbay which was in low power mode as the nightshift tended to operate from the satellite medical bays across the ship. It was empty, lighting low with most of the illumination coming from the monitors or the occasional dim ceiling light that was just bright enough to light a doorway or bed location.

She cast her lab coat over the main surgical bed before pulling her heeled shoes off, finding a comfort from the feel of the carpet against her bare feet.

"Computer, bring the lights up in my office to sixty percent and call up the daily medical logs" having grabbed her lab coat and holding her shoes she padded through to her office, dropping both on the chair facing her desk. "Camomile tea" she ordered of the replicator before dropping down into her usual desk chair to start pouring over the reports, stifling a yawn with the back of her free hand.

The soft swoosh of the door opening into medical, could be heard and the almost undetectable sound of footsteps echoing in the quietness of sickbay. An intake of a breath and a low whistle could be heard, from someone impressed with what they saw. Then it is heard in a soft low voice. "This is some set up here." The voice belonged to Ensign Matthew Teague, he had wandered in for two goals, he needed his preliminary examination and well, he wanted to see where Anya worked, thirdly, he wanted to see Anya. "Anya are you here?" he quietly called out.

Pushing through the yawn she called out "In here" as a smile bloomed across her features. She had been so busy in the last few weeks and days that her relationship and its early flourishing stages had been put on hold giving her time to settle into to her new position and for him to settle into the new ship and crew.

Matthew walked in, pausing for a long moment to gaze at his lovely girlfriend, he released the breath he had been holding, "You are such a lovely vision to behold, love. " he moved in closer to where Anya sat, crouching down slightly to give her a tender lovling kiss. "I've missed you and I am sorry I've not come to see you since we saw each other earlier."

"We've both been busy!" She pushed up from the chair, catching his hand in hers and pulled him over to the sofa, relishing the warmth of his hand, the touch of his skin against hers however minor it may have been. "The important thing is you are here now and I'm only catching up on some reports". She sat next to him on the sofa, bringing her legs up over his.

Matthew slid one hand behind Anya's waist, drawing her nearer to him, nuzzling the side of her neck. All the while, his other hand was gently running up and down her legs massaging them slightly. "I've missed you something fierce, mo chridhe (my heart)" placing a kiss at the nape of her neck.

She leaned in further, enjoying the sensation of his lips against her neck, the feel of his beard tickling her skin, a heat rising within her. She was so absorbed, they both were, that the sound of the doors into sickbay parting did not register with either of them.

Somebody cleared their throat loudly behind them. "I'm not interrupting anything am I?"

Anya jumped, falling from the very intimate embrace with Matthew and landing with a thud on her behind in front of him, having slipped from his lap. No quicker had she landed on the deck than she had sprung back to her feet, brushing down her uniform.

"Lieutenant" her cheeks flushing violet, an almost fetching colour against her blue skin. "How can I help you?"

Matthew blinked at the interruption, then quickly moved off the sofa as well to stand at attention, this man was his superior and he hurriedly straightened his shirt. "Sir." he cleared his throat slightly nervously.

Draxx's eyes went back and forth between the two of them. It was obvious they had been getting personal but in sickbay of all places. He tried not to react badly instead addressing the reason for his appearance. "I have sprained ..... I suppose we can say muscle," it was now his turn to feel embarrassed. "Well actually its not my fault but I'm in pain so can you help me please doctor."

"Of course" she smiled, brushing Matthews forearm with her finger tips to let him know not to leave... not yet anyway. She followed Draxx from her office and out into the main sickbay calling for the illumination to raise as she moved as well as collecting a medical Tricorder from the supply tray at the side of the room.
"So Lieutenant, where abouts is the pain?"

Matthew took the hint and went back to have a seat, then paused. For right now he was going to run some scans of medical, he was an engineer from his previous stint before he branched out into Operations. Taking his tricorder out he began the diagnostic scans with his device.

"Well its ... its in a personal area," Draxx said. "My groin. My wife has erm been very enthusiastic and affectionate lately."

Anya had to stifle a smile which thankfully was fairly easy given she had her ganglia whiskers covering her mouth. Said smile was quickly abandoned though as the tell tale clenching started to pulse through her neck glands.

"When you say enthusiastic and affectionate you are of course meaning recreational or reproductive intercourse?"

Draxx forgot how direct the doc was. It still shocked him however. "Yes," was all he managed to get out. Then he noticed something odd. "Doc are you okay? Your ermmm ..... your neck bits are doing somethin .......

He didn't get the rest out as apparently the alien doc sprayed him completely in something weird out of her neck. He breathed in rapidly not sure if it hurt or what was going on. When he realised he wasn't in any danger he looked round and apparently she had sprayed most of the room too. Not just him.

Matthew had stepped in to see what was the matter when he found himself covered in, "Woah, Anya, I am seeing, eggs? Lots and lots of eggs. Okay so.. what do we need to do here? Do we need to put them into a watery containtment vessel?" looking down and seeing a lot of eggs clinging to him as well as Draxx.

"Its too soon... Its too soon!" the Benzite repeated as she started to gather up an armful of her spawn, rushing to find an empty container. "It's too soon!"

Seeing the concern that Anya was displaying, Matthew looked about. "Um Anya what do you think about putting the eggs into the holodeck would the transporter harm them? This could give us time to build a container for the eggs? Or even seal a cargohold with water for them?"

Draxx was slowly turning green. “Eggs. You just sprayed me with eggs?” He asked not really sure what to do.

"As a parent I can imagine you understand my concern right now Lieutenant as well as my embarrassment". Another but much smaller contraction ebbed through Anya as the egg canals opened again ejecting another thirty or so eggs around the room. "Matthew, this is to soon. Do you want children with a women that you have only just met... I think not! Non of them are viable right now" she continued to scoop the eggs up, filling an open container that she had found left under the surgical biobed. "You would need to fertilise the eggs."

"You are not the only one embarrassed," Draxx said. "If your going to fertilise eggs, I do not believe I should be in here. How do I successfully extract your eggs from my upper torso?" he asked.

"They are sticky Lieutenant, not a parasite. Gently pick them up" Anya's tone turning almost panicked as she was looking at Matthew who so far had remained silent.

Matthew who had been just trying to work out how to save the eggs of Anya, regained his focus. He also was looking on his padd frantically finding out information. "Sorry love, I had been trying to think how to save your eggs And I have an idea then we can talk about what would be the next steps." Matthews eyes looked around then he paused, as an idea hit him. Tapping on his combadge "I need a two storage containers approximately 58 inches in height and 48 inches in width, have it filled with water which has the same ph level as rain water. And beam it into sick bay right now." Both containers shimmered into being near where he stood. "Anya, Draxx, Lets put the eggs in here." as he started putting those that are being exuded out by the CMO his girfriend.

"As for your... little problem, if you will excuse the phrase Lieutenant " looking at Draxx as the pair began to shovel the copious amount of eggs into the water containers. "An ice pack and try and rest and not exert yourself in... erm... that manner for at least forty eight hours!"

“Right …” Draxx said trying not to wince pulling what he now knew as eggs off him. Sticky was an understatement.

One final contraction shook the Doctors body, one final egg being ejected which landed squarely on Draxx's left cheek, the sticky liquid coating it making it stay immobile. "And I would hope that you would keep this... incident confidential?"

Matthew was working on getting the last of the eggs into the containers he had got sent just for this specific reason. He looked over towards Anya, "Things will be okay love and we can talk about this. I am worried about you, but I do not plan on leaving anytime soon." he stated, then walked over and took the egg that was on Draxx, placing it into the container. He looked around to make certain there wasn't any more that could have been missed.

"Now... if you will excuse me, I need to go and hide in my office for a few days!" Anya scuttled off having deposited the last few eggs into the large container by her office door and vanished from view.

END

●● Lieutenant Nir’anyar
Chief Medical Officer
USS Merlin


●● Lieutenant Ricardo Draxx
Assistant Operations Officer
USS Merlin