waves are crashing [ OPEN ] and stars are falling all for us

[jimeeena]

[ 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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[10_forward]

[His conversation with Picard hadn't exactly been pleasant. It was, in fact, just a little bit aggravating. It probably wouldn't have been had he not had the worst headache of his life. Absently he rubbed under his nose, somewhat surprised to find that he wasn't actually bleeding.

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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Mine too, love.

[jimeeena]

Haven't had a migraine this bad in years.

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It seems to be going around.

[jimeeena]

I'm sorry you feel like crap. I'm not making it any better, am I?

What kind of a question is that? Of course you're not.

[ She tenses up in Deven's arms and clutches at the back of his uniform. ]

Dev...

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It's not your fault.

[Hadn't he already said that once? But then she spoke his name with that urgency and held her more tightly, going back to that mantra that he would probably be sick of by then end of this whole mess.]

It's not real, love. You know it's not. It's just me.

[jimeeena]

I know. I know, but I can hear him.

[ Frank laughs cruelly and Jimena winces. ]

And yet I can still make you flinch.

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The more you listen to it, the more real it gets. It can't get to you, it can't touch you, it can't hurt you.

[jimeeena]

You're wrong, Dev. Sticks and stones may break my bones but words? Words sometimes hurt the most.

You never did shake like this if I hit you, anyways. Talking to you was the only way I could get you to break. And you break so perfectly, Mena. It's the only thing you're good at.

Dev, make it stop. Please, just. Make it go away.

[ She's not really thinking straight at the moment. Sorry. Leave a message after the beep. ]

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[Now that was something he had experience with. He looked into her eyes again, trying to provide as much distraction as he could.]

It only hurts if you let it. No one has enough power over you to make you hurt.

[jimeeena]

I can't. I don't know how.

[ She's trying to focus just on Deven but Franks still chuckling quietly. ]

Get me out of here. Please.

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Alright. Come on.

[He slid an arm around her waist to support her, and started moving slowly towards sickbay.]

[jimeeena]

[ She puts her arm around his shoulder as they move and Frank fades away. ]

Bones is gonna find a rubber room and throw me in it. You still gonna like me even when I'm in a straitjacket?

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Well he'd better find a few, then. You're not the only one hallucinating.

[jimeeena]

So I'm not just going insane? It's probably a virus or something?

[ She sounds more than a little relieved at that. ]

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Might be. I'm not too familiar with medicine, though.