<USS Banshee> Riddles
- From: EnsnSaraCrusher@xxxxxxx
- To: ussbanshee@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
- Date: Wed, 5 Feb 2003 22:21:39 EST
"Riddles"
By Ensn Heather Mclouson
and Lt. Sara Crusher
Over an hour alone on the holodeck was enough for Sara to realize that the
answers she was looking for were no where to be found.. Mostly because she
wasn't really sure what the questions where. Her mind was still a mass of run
away thoughts and emotions. She walked quickly down the corridor so no one
would see her. She was headed to Cyanah's but as she passed Heather's door
she stopped. "Maybe I should check in on her one more time." She said softly
to herself as she walked up to the door.
Heather had just been sitting since Sabrina had left her to take care of some
business. The medication Sara had given to her had cleared her head of the
nasty fog that followed her in her around. She sat mostly remembering what
had gone on in her life that had been kept from her for so long. She knew why
most of it was kept from her. There were times when she felt as though the
medication was the only thing keeping her sane. The door alert jerked her
back into reality. She licked her lips and tried to speak but the words
wouldn't come at first, so she stood a little shaky and went to the door to
open it manually.
"Heather? Are you ok?" Sara didn't like the way Heather looked and pushed her
back inside. "What's wrong?" Suddenly everything she had been thinking about
drifted to the back of her mind to wait until later. She didn't know what
happened to Heather, but she knew that in comparison her problems where
nothing..
By now Heather was able to talk again. "Sara don't panic. That's the last
thing you should do. I was just thinking that's all. Remembering." She
smiled a little and sat down where she had been before. "Honestly Sara, I'll
be fine, I think, You can't come running to me every time my eyes get all
glazed over and I don't seem to be functioning alright. You did a very nice
thing for me." She motioned for Sara to take a seat "I'm already in your
debt." She half-smiled again wishing she had the power to read minds so she
could know if Sara was offended by what she said.
Sara smiled as she sat next to Heather on the couch. "I was passing by on my
way home and wanted to check in on you that's all." Sara looked at Heather
and she really did look a lot better then she had a few hours ago. "And don't
worry about being in my debt.. Your my friend and I look out for my friends..
Even if it gets us thrown in the brig." She smiled a little and then became a
little edgy. "I didn't get a chance before but I would like to apologize
about all this." She paused a moment and looked down at her hands. "Not only
did I get us thrown in the brig but when Morrigan gets back we're all toast.
But I promise I will tell her it was me.. I won't let you and Cy get it
trouble."
Heather smirked, "Sara for some reason I don't think Morrigan is going to
turn you into BBQ." She tried hard to suppress a laugh not even sure if her
own suspicions were true but if they were, then Sara had no reason to be so
upset.
Sara laughed. She wasn't sure why she did, but she laughed. "Come on,
Heather.. You saw what happen in sick bay and that wasn't the first time."
Heather couldn't help laughing now either, "To be honest Sara I don't even
think that this ship was the first time she’s yelled at you." She hadn't
meant for that to slip out but she was laughing a little to hard to care at
the moment.
The look of confusion on Sara's face was crystal clear. Suddenly all of her
questions came flooding back. "Your right.. It must be written in the stars
or something.. I bet she was like an Irish nun in a past life and I was the
school girl who always got hit with the ruler." Sara laughed again only this
time it wasn't as funny. She rubbed the back of her
neck and sighed. There was a long pause before she spoke again. "Have you
ever felt something with out understanding why?"
Heather bit her lip at replying to her comment about the nun and schoolgirl
thing...she really shouldn't dig into things that weren't her business, "What
kinds of things? I feel cold in a hot room sometimes but I don't think that's
what you're talking about."
Sara shook her head. It wasn't easy to put into words. "No that's not exactly
what I meant.. I don't know. It's just something I don't get.. I mean.. Why
does it matter to me what Morrigan thinks of me? I don't get why I always
feel the need to prove myself to her. I don't do that with anyone else."
"Oh well uh, I can't really uh follow you there." Heather felt really
uncomfortable keeping stuff from Sara but she didn't know if Morrigan would
have her hide if she did otherwise. If she could rely on her feet staying on
the ground she would've gotten up but as it was she was stuck on that couch
feeling really awkward.
"Are you alright?" Sara asked as she started to sense her friends unease. She
mentally yelled at herself. She had come here to help Heather with her
problems not dump on her with her own. "I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to do
that." She smiled a little hoping to make her friend feel more comfortable.
"Hey don't worry about it," she hesitated for a moment, "I just found out
some odd things from Sabrina the kind that affect a lot of other things." She
smiled, "And I don't know if you're supposed to know about them or what. I
think you'd get a kick out of it if you knew though."
Sara won't allow her face to show not the surprise she felt. She was not only
a little confused but she also felt a bit of panic as well. Odd things? The
first thing that came to mind was that Sabrina knew about Morrigan and Cy and
about Cy and herself.. She could feel a headache coming on. "I would huh?"
She smiled as best she could. "Odd like.. Morrigan sleeps in pink PJs with
feet odd? Or, more like a rumor odd?"
Heather thought for a second, she could tell the smile was fake, and from
that she gathered that Sara's calm attitude was fake as well. "Well I don't
know really. I guess you could call it a rumor. One with roots in a lot of
truth, but still a rumor I guess."
Should she ask or let it drop? She sighed again. More questions. Finally she
just shook her head. "Heather, your talking in riddles."
Heather bit her lip again, she had a bad habit of doing that when her mind
was busy, "Sorry, I don't mean to," she faltered again, "It has to do with
your relationship to Morrigan. A past relationship I would guess." Heather
though she might get in trouble for telling Sara but she couldn't keep
secrets from the woman who had freed her.
"I don't have a past relationship with her." Sara gave Heather a funny look..
"Don't tell me you really believed in the past life line."
"Well not a past life exactly more like a..." Heather was cut off by the look
on Sara's face. She had seen it before and Heather knew Cy must've called
for her telepathically, "Okay go on. You've got to go." Heather was rather
grateful that Cy called when she did. Without that she might've had to tell
Sara everything.
Sara smiled and nodded. "She's a lot calmer now so I think it's safe to go
home." She chuckled a little as she stood. "Are you going to be alright? I
can leave you a few more hypos and then check on you again in the morning."
"Yeah thanks, that medication really helps. You don't have to worry about
me." She smiled and nudged Sara, "You better get a move on. I'm sure she's
been angry enough for one day."
Sara laughed. "Good point." Sara moved towards the door and ducked her head
out to make sure no one was out there. When she saw the coast was clear she
stepped into the doorway. Then she turned and smiled at Heather again. "Night
Heather.. And thanks." She winked at her and then headed down the hall.
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