<USS Banshee> The Gym

  • From: EnsnSaraCrusher@xxxxxxx
  • To: ussbanshee@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
  • Date: Mon, 26 May 2003 01:05:43 EDT

The Gym
By Lt. Jg Joe Castillo
     Lt. Sara Crusher 

The Banshee's gymnasium was empty except for a few early evening drifters who 
where trying to wind down for the day. Most of them were on the weight 
machines or work out mats, while yet another seemed to be taking the weight of 
world out on the kick boxing dummy in the corner. Sara kicked and jabbed at the 
padded dummy as if it had
done something personal to her which caused some of the other people in the 
room to wonder about the doctor and feel sorry for ever she was picturing the 
dummy as. 

Joe had just completed a particularly difficult session in the Holosuite. The 
expectation of Victor possibly joining him, and what would happen afterwards 
had kept him distracted to the point where the Klingon twins that normally 
posed no threat had done a number on him. As it were if the safety protocol had 
been set one level lower the session probably would have ended up with him in 
the ICU of sickbay if not dead. Thankfully all he actually ended up with were 
several scrapes and bruises that he should probably have checked out, but his 
Latin pride wouldn't let him. 

Having finished the session, but not really having anything better to do he 
decided to go to the gym to get some work in on his abs. When he entered the 
Gym off the bat his eyes went straight for the feisty redhead that always 
to catch his attention, and he saw her manhandling a dummy. "Poor dummy, she 
probably think it's Josh. One of these days I'm gonna have to save him from 
her and I don't think its going to be pretty." Joe decided to walk over to her 
and see if she wanted to talk because pretty soon she was going to break the 
dummy, and the punching bag too.

Her knuckles were red and raw, her ankles and shins bruised, and her reflexes 
on over drive. She hadn't even noticed who had walked up behind her and spoke 
until he was catching her tiny fist in the strong, get gentle, grasp of his 
own hand. Sara blinked as her checks, already red from the physical exertion, 
turned crimson. "Joe!" She huffed in surprise. "I'm so sorry, I wasn‘t paying 

"Not a problem sweety, although pretty soon you're going to become a security 
risk, you training to sock one to Josh aren't you?" he said with a wide grin 
on his face. 

She couldn't help but laugh. "No it's not Josh. I guess I just got carried 
away." Sara smiled up at Joe as best she could.  

Joe chuckled and said"C'mon you can tell me the truth you look like Rocky 
when he was getting ready to fight Apollo Creed, but seriously is something 
bothering you Sara I know we just got a new counselor and all but you can still 
talk to me about anything anytime we younguns gotta stick together" 

"Your an incredibly sweet guy Joe." Sara said with a smile. "I'm just having 
a really bad reaction to life at the moment." Sara looked down at her hands 
and tried to flex out the stiffness that was sitting in. "I figured it would be 
easier to beat up a dummy then take out my mood on my staff again. So I came 
down here to work it off but it doesn't seem to be helping." 

Joe blushed when Sara said he was sweet, "Hey look the offer still stands you 
can beat up on me whenever you want I won't take it seriously, it's my job to 
keep the peace and preventing you from beating up Josh or your staff is part 
of that. Maybe you need to talk about what's bothering you instead of beating 
stuff up."

Sara nodded in agreement but shrugged at the same time. "It would be, but 
it's easier feeling mad and taking it out physically on a dummy then it is to 
figure out why your so damn mad to began with."  

"Oh I see" Joe was silent for a while and the silence was awkward. He didn't 
know what to say.  "Well then you want me to hold the dummy so you don't gotta 
wait for it to swing back?" 

Looking down at the state she was in Sara just smiled, "I think my hands have 
had all the abuse they can deal with, but thanks for the offer."  

"So besides beating up dummies, and shouting at your staff what have you been 
up to?"

Sara grinned awkwardly and rubbed the back of her neck. "Getting ready for 
the Ambassador and medical teams and pretty much avoiding everyone I know and 
love." Sara closed her eyes and bit her lip. She hadn't wanted to say to much 
and that was very boarder line. 

Continuing his habitual practice of talking before thinking Joe didn't notice 
that Sara had bit her lip "Why would you avoid the ones you love Sara they’re 
the ones that can be there for you and support you when you're mad, sad, 

"I know." Sara said quietly as she reached for her towel. "It’s just.. I 
t know.. Not easier that's for sure, but.." Sara sighed and tried to grin. "I 
really have no idea, Joe, it’s just something I do." 

Joe began to get pretty frustrated himself, he had intended to cheer up Sara 
when he first walked to her but he noticed that she wasn't feeling any better 
yet " You know what helps me sometimes when I can't or don't want to talk to 
anyone and beating things up doesn't work? I write. I write about the first 
things that comes to mind and usually your mind will wander and you'll write 
about what's bothering you and it helps gain insight to what's eating me." 

Sara smiled finally, "I’ve done that before. In fact I’ve done that this 
time. I wrote a very long letter to my mother. I just haven’t sent it." 
face flushed again and she whipped her towel at the dummy with a huff. 

Thoroughly deflated at his inefficiency to come to the rescue of this 
beautiful damsel in distress Joe was about ready to admit defeat. "Oh, well 
then I’m 
fresh out of ideas hun" he said as he started to frown. "Listen I gotta get a 
good work out in before my shift just remember what I said about me listening, 
and you still gotta set up that dinner between you, me, and our significant 

"Oh Joe, I didn’t mean to make it sound as if I didn’t appreciate the 
Sara smiled at him again and then leaned up and kissed his cheek. "Thank you 
and it’s nice to know there are people around who care." 

Joe leaned in as well and gave her a hug "I do sweety, I do , and don't you 
forget it. I hope you feel better. I'll catch you later ok, and don't forget to 
give me at least 10 minutes warning before you go kick Josh's butt so I can 
come with a full security team in tote." Joe walked away then towards the 
abdominal machine hoping that at the very least his quips about Josh had 
her mood.  

Sara couldn’t help but laugh as she headed for the pool to ease the stiffness 
in her body before heading to sick bay to have the damage repaired. "One of 
these days I’ll have to pop Josh just to get a laugh from Joe." 

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