Leonard followed along meekly behind the tall, straight-shouldered figure of Admiral Christopher Pike. He knew he was in for it now. Bad enough what Borad and Carmichael had no doubt been reporting to the man about Leonard's performance during the quarantine, the clean up and the building tensions during research. Having to bail him out after ( Read more... )

"The phoretic analyzer in Biolab Three is still broken," was the greeting Leonard got immediately upon arriving in Sickbay, early. Borad looked as uptight and judgmental he had the past two days of Pike's 'visit ( Read more... )

He cracked his eyes open, just a minuscule amount, and even that was painful. His head spun, and he felt as if he swallowed a mouth full of the driest sand on Vulcan. His head lulled to the side as he attempted to sit up, his muscles screamed in protest, locking up at all the vital joints in his back. He fell down onto the bed again, breathing ( Read more... )

The first thing Leonard did when he was alone, finally alone and safe -- he resisted a bitter snort at that thought -- was take a shower. Wash off all the sweat, the booze, the sex from the night before. He wasn't gonna think about the night before. Wasn't sure what to think about the night before. The night before was still largely living in ( Read more... )

Cassie woke up on the observation deck with a sheet wrapped round her. After a quick investigation she realized that she was still naked ( Read more... )

When Leonard first woke up some -- damn, two? -- days ago, to go on this mission to Bacchus II, he expected some boring mission scanning plants. He certainly wouldn't have predicted this. Being chased out of Sickbay by a flock of crazy, horny people. Slowly becoming one of those crazy, horny people. Leonard paused momentarily out in the ( Read more... )

It had been at least twenty four hours now since the security breach, and the spores that had doused the officers of the Enterprise. Turned out the god damned things were airbourne -- anyone affected who exhaled had a chance of infecting those around him or her. The medical bay was a mess. Kirk had spent as much time as he could there, attempting ( Read more... )

Sammy had everything ready for Doctor McCoy but was still rushing around checking to make sure that everything was fine and dandy before she finally slowed her ass down to a stop and breathed for a second or five. She quickly thought over all the things that had to be done and mentally checked each one off until she knew that she had finished. Sam ( Read more... )

The atmosphere in engineering was an interesting combination of grim determination and barely-suppressed panic. Some people were quiet, concentrating absolutely on their work; others thought aloud, little groups engaging in intense arguments before splitting up and moving on. On the whole, Scotty thought, it was oddly reminiscent of exam time at ( Read more... )

It was a bumpy ride -- of course, because no one sane ever made a shuttle craft with a smooth ride -- all the way up, outside and in. After surviving a hostile abduction, the bizarre bastard child of a political intrigue and a ceremonial sacrifice, they'd escaped. Only to maybe be done in by killer sex spores ( Read more... )