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A Beagle’s Bedside Manner: Boldly Go #atozchallenge Day Two

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Captain’s Log: April 2, 2016

These are the fan fiction voyages of the starship Enterprise (NX-01), the first Warp Five capable Terran craft. Humans are now able to explore strange new worlds, seek out new life and new civilizations, to boldly go….

It’s also my entry for  Linda G.Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday  -an unedited stream of consciousness piece that ties into the weekly prompt: the word ‘beby itself, or as part of another word. Honestly, though, I cheated this week, BEcause I edited. Some. MayBE a lot…call it my own personal Kobayashi Maru; the truth is, I’ve got a lot going on, and it’s too perfect a fit to ignore. (And, for purists, this paragraph is unedited).

I don’t own Enterprise or her crew. No monetary profit is gained from these stories. I just want to share my passion for these characters and their world.

Today, we’re in Sickbay, with a Vulcan, a Denobulan, and a beagle.

Rated PG-13; spoilers for Season Three, Episode 24: “Zero Hour”.

A Beagle’s Bedside Manner

(557 words)

T’Pol exhaled a soft sigh as she stroked Porthos, her shoulders slumping with exhaustion. She had worked without pause for days, between the effort to destroy Sphere 41 and serving as Acting Captain. Phlox doubted she’d found time to meditate, eat, or even sip a cup of tea. If she could find comfort and rest here, even for a few moments, it would be beneficial for her, the dog, and Enterprise.

The young Vulcan woman half-collapsed into a sitting position. Porthos rose with a soft whine, and climbed into her lap. T’Pol didn’t look away from the dog as she murmured, “Doctor, will you scan me?”

“Certainly.” Phlox picked up his scanner, and moved slowly to kneel beside T’Pol, careful not to disturb her. She was clearly still experiencing symptoms resulting from her trellium relapse. She would be at the mercy of her chaotic emotions for another several hours; an unsettling position, particularly for a Vulcan.

He’d last scanned her several hours ago. She’d been considerably altered at the time, but Commander Tucker had remained with her, and it seemed that they had reached some understanding regarding their turbulent and complex romantic connection.

T’Pol murmured to Porthos in Vulcan, tears dripping onto her cheeks. The small dog stretched up to lick her face, and she embraced him, sobbing silently. She was grieving, and in command of a grieving crew. It was she who must report Captain Archer’s death to Starfleet, and answer for everything they’d endured in the Expanse: the loss of life and extensive damage to Earth’s first deep-space starship. Given humanity’s general mistrust of her people, she was likely to be rigorously questioned, even if Ambassador Soval and the remainder of Enterprise’s crew attempted to intercede on her behalf.

“Well, now, that’s fine. The concentration of trellium in your system is dissipating more quickly than I anticipated.”

T’Pol caressed the dog’s ears. “Then why am I still crying?”

Gentleness now couldn’t prevent what was awaiting her, but perhaps it could offer comfort to balance the troubling times to come.

“You’re grieving, and exhausted. You have moderately advanced Pa’Naar Syndrome, and, although dissipating, the effects of the trellium-D will likely be noticeable for at least the next six hours. As I said, T’Pol, it is a matter of time, perhaps more so for you than for Porthos.”

“Vulcans don’t cry.” T’Pol dropped her forehead to the top of the beagle’s head. “Nor do they embrace canines, or engage in sexual relations with humans.”

“Then perhaps you are a pioneer for your species in more ways than your service aboard Enterprise.” She looked up at him with wide, wet eyes. Her face was drawn and strained; she’d lost weight she didn’t have to spare, these last weeks. But one issue at a time. Rest would likely bring hunger, but it must be approached delicately; her sense of duty could be a liability, or a benefit. “Might I trouble you to assist me with something, before you go, Captain?”

T’Pol’s eyes narrowed at the rank. “I’m the Captain.” She said it slowly, as though she couldn’t quite accept the reality of it. There’d been little enough time to adjust before her revelation to Commander Tucker, and the trellium injections that had followed. For a moment, she seemed lost. Then her chin lifted. “How may I help you?”

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Want more of this story? The extended version-in-progress of A Beagle’s Bedside Manner  can be found at fanfiction.net.

And, for a real treat, visit other blogs on the Stream of Consciousness Saturday and #atozchallenge rosters. There is a huge diversity to choose from, and I think that’s something T’Pol would find most agreeable, indeed.

Author:

I am myself. I own my life, and live with three other people who own theirs. My intention is to do only those things that bring me joy, and to give myself wholly to those things I do. Writing has been my passion throughout my life, and this will become the home for my writing life...because it brings me great joy!

15 thoughts on “A Beagle’s Bedside Manner: Boldly Go #atozchallenge Day Two

  1. As a lifelong animal-lover, I fully approve of dogs (and other animals) coming to comfort the sick, exhausted, and grieving. I follow Gentle Carousel on Facebook, and it’s so precious to see all the pictures of miniature horses in hospitals, hospices, schools, and nursing homes, interacting with their people.

    The word Pa’Naar made me think of pannier, that odd sort of hoopskirt that added width to the sides of a skirt while keeping the front and back flat.

    1. Thank you, Debbie! I have rough drafts of all the stories; the scramble is getting them revised and properly packaged, and, of course, the longer versions drafted, revised, and published on the fan fiction site, so that folks who want to can read more.

  2. Nicely written! I don’t know much about Star Trek, but I think know enough about Vulcans that I could relate to the character. 🙂 Good luck with A-Z!

    1. T’Pol is, as you might have guessed, a most unusual Vulcan, for many reasons. She also has control of my imagination. Sometimes she even wakes me up in the middle of the night to tell me stories, then insists it’s only logical that I write them. Since I can’t win an argument or a fight with her, I tend to go along! =)

      Best of luck to you throughout the challenge, as well!

      Boldly Going Through the Alphabet!
      @shanjeniah
      Part-Time Minion for Holton’s Heroes
      shanjeniah’s Lovely Chaos

    1. Hi, Patricia!

      I’ve got lots of TnT stories, and you’ll be seeing some of them on Wednesdays, eventually. As for Captain Archer, we’ll have to see (or you could watch Zero Hour and the beginning of the next season, “Storm Front,” which will reveal all).

      Boldly Going Through the Alphabet!
      @shanjeniah
      Part-Time Minion for Holton’s Heroes
      shanjeniah’s Lovely Chaos

  3. “Then perhaps you are a pioneer for your species in more ways than your service aboard Enterprise” Ha, oh, I do love Phlox, and the way he can put things sometimes.

    1. For quite a while, I couldn’t hear his voice in my stories. Phlox is a unique character, for sure. I can just imagine him smiling while he says that, even knowing that T’Pol finds it so distressing to be so far from her comfort zone of “what Vulcans do”.

      I’m glad you could see him in this piece, and I’m glad you dropped by. =)

    1. Well, not really human, exactly – and it might not only be the trellium, no matter what Phlox is thinking right now…

      I’m glad you enjoyed. It’s always extra special to tickle one of my loyal readers. =)

      I also love seeing her light into Trip about the consequences of failing at this mission. It’s not shown in the clip I used, but, at the end of the scene, he actually rolls his eyes – and then figures out a way to make it work. =)

      Boldly Going Through the Alphabet!
      @shanjeniah
      Part-Time Minion for Holton’s Heroes
      shanjeniah’s Lovely Chaos

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