waves are crashing [ OPEN ] and stars are falling all for us
[ Jimena spent all of yesterday in bed, sleeping off a migraine but today... today it's worse. She woke up with her head feeling like it was about to explode and her nose was bleeding. She threw off the blankets to her bed and threw on some shorts, keeping her eyes closed as much as she could and trying desperately not to run into anything as she
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He was on his way back up to the observation deck to at least try and get something done- not that he actually expected to seeing as he was unable to think long enough to add two and two, let alone solve for subspace- but as he rounded the corner he forgot entirely what it was he was planning on doing in favor of what he was supposed to be doing.
He moved quickly over to her, dropping into a crouch and sliding an arm around her shoulders, concern writing itself across his face.]
What is it? What happened?
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[ Jimena just leans into Deven and grabs his uniform shirt, clenching it in her fist. ]
Head hurts like a bitch. I was going to go see Bones.
Bones? This another guy? I was right, you really are a slut.
Shut up! Shut up, shut up, shut up...
[ She buries her head into Deven's shoulder and mumbles angrily. ]
Just lemme the fuck alone, Frank, you bastard. You've done enough.
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[It became rapidly obvious, though, that she wasn't speaking to him, and he found himself cursing out loud- and he hadn't in years.]
Oh hell...
[It was the same with the captain, seeing things that weren't there. Painful things. And it was all he could do to keep from screaming and knocking his head into the wall.
He grabbed her chin and lifted her face so that he could look directly into her eyes as he answered, as urgently and directly as he had done when he had told Picard that there were no borg standing ready.]
Listen to me. There's no one there. Whatever it is isn't real. Anything you hear is a lie.
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He's right there, Deven. I can see him!
So not only are you screwing around, you're doing it with complete idiots. It figures. Bird of a feather flock together after all.
Dammit! Shut up! He's not an idiot and I'm not a-- just shut up!
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[He wasn't a doctor, a psychologist, whatever. This was entirely out of his depth. He took hold of her hands and stood up, leaving her on the floor to get up if she wanted or not. He looked down at her, still worried.]
Come on. You're going to sickbay.
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Don't leave me. I'll just go back in my room but please... don't leave me.
It's no use asking, Mena. He's going to leave you in the end. They all will because you're just a useless waste of space.
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[His tone left no room for question- it wasn't one that he had ever used with her before. Somewhere in the back of his mind he observed that it was similar to speaking with a petulant child, but he ignored it in favor of tugging on her hands.]
If you're not going to get up, I'll pick you up.
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She looks back at Deven with a helpless look she doesn't wear very often and her voice is quiet and-- maybe even a bit scared. ]
I don't think I can stand on my own without falling over.
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[He wasn't used to this, giving direction. He advised, he didn't lead. He gave opinions, not orders.
What was going on here?]
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I'm not hallucinating anymore, Dev, and I'm just. Drained. Please. Just let me go lay down? If it happens again, I'll go to sickbay, I promise. I just...
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[Maybe he wouldn't have done so badly in command after all.]
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[ She grabs Deven around the middle and buries her face in his shoulder. She's shaking ever so slightly and she breathes in deeply. That's an experience she never wants to repeat. ]
Give me a minute.
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[He wraps his arms around her and holds her, still marvelling at how commanding he found himself. It wasn't something that he did. Ever. But if he was the last sane one left, then he would.]
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My head's killing me.
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