<USS Banshee> "Touching Bases"
- From: "Brad Ruder" <GroundZero@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- To: ussbanshee@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
- Date: Sun, 27 Apr 2003 00:38:53 -0700
by Lieutenant Joshua
& Lieutenant Sara Crusher
was taken care of; everything in precise and working order, so Josh
figured that he would look into his other job. He'd neglected the
Shoguns since he'd left for shore leave and the squadron hadn't
gotten much practice since his vacation came to an end. Now the
chaos needed to be taken care of, but a little bird told him that
someone else was involved with piloting but lying low.
rounded the corner on deck two and stepped into sickbay. Nurses gave
him a look and he nodded, but his eyes searched for someone that
stuck out. There she was, the red hair shining like a beacon in the
night, so he casually strode towards her. "So I hear someone is
hiding something on their repertoire."
A huge bundle of nerves
is what Sara had turned into since Morrigan had gotten back.
Everything at John Hopkins was set and the medical teams were on
standby and just waiting for her to beam down with Morrigan, but even
at warp six the ship wasn't moving fast enough for Morrigan who kept
coming into sickbay.
The sudden voice behind her made Sara
nearly jump out of her skin. She turned on her heel quickly and was
more then surprised to see Josh standing there. What had he said?
Hiding something on her repertoire? "Excuse me?" She finally asked.
Being a Betazoid is not something Josh was able to say of
himself, but he thought he was a good judge of character and
presence. Sara, from what he thought he could judge, seemed on edge.
Her mind was wandering elsewhere and to other things, but she was at
least not toning people out - yet. "An anonymous someone told me
that you're a qualified shogun pilot. Class four, I
Sara stood there for a moment. She didn't know what
to say, how did he found out? Her mind wondered to the conversation
she had had with Joe in the shuttle bay the night before, but he had
promised not to say a word. "I have no idea what your talking about,
Josh. I'm a doctor not a pilot." She huffed before turning back to
the research report she was working on.
"You sound like Doctor
McCoy." Josh tried his best to imitate the famous doctor, "Damn it,
Jim, I'm a doctor not a pilot." He smiled and then propped himself
up against the bed, looking at her with an inquisitive glance.
"Well, then, apparently the conversation you had with a certain
Lieutenant Castillo never happened?"
Sara bit her lip to keep
from smiling at Josh's imitation. Then she turned away from her work
and faced Josh when she heard him say Joe's name. "He told me he
wouldn't say anything!" She fussed as her hands planted themselves on
her hips. "I can't believe he would go and say something after he
told me he wouldn't!" It didn't dawn on Sara that she had just
admitted to the information as being true.
confession wasn't that hard. And, for your information, Castillo
didn't say a word. Lark was working on the shogun fighter down from
you on a new plasma manifold - he heard everything." Josh moved
around and sat on the bio-bed looking at her all fussy. "What are
you doing for lunch?" He tilted his head hoping that whatever bad
blood was there in the past had phased into nothingness.
Was the only thing Sara could think of saying at the moment. Her
cheeks burned with embarrassment and she felt like a real jerk for
going off on poor Joe.
Sara was surprised when Josh asked
her about lunch and for a moment was unsure as how to answer. The
truth was she had planned on working through lunch so she could hide
in her lab, but she had over slept that morning and was starving. She
looked at Josh carefully for a long time. The last time they had been
in the same room together they had tried to kill each other, but he
seemed genuine enough. "I don't have any plans."
grab a bite to eat?" Josh hesitated about a location, "We could go
to Three Forward; I hear that the NEW bartender is an undercover Tal
Shiar Operative with a thirst for Klingon Honor. And, is hiding some
Romulan ale in the cargo bay." He was trying to lighten the mood,
which he could feel slowly unwinding and getting less and less tense.
Always room for a good joke, Josh always thought.
forward sounds all right, just let me grab a phaser rifle first."
Sara smiled at Josh and turned her console off before tossing her lab
coat into her office.
The two walked out of sick bay and
went up to three forward in an awkward silence that seemed to ease
the closer they got to the ship's lounge. Josh pointed to a table by
the window and Sara nodded. He pulled out her chair and then sat
across from her. "Cheeseburger and a chocolate malt." Sara said when
the waiter walked up to the table. Then she looked at Josh. "OK, so
what's it gonna take to get you to forget what Lark overheard."
An evil smile crept its way over Josh's features. "I don't
know; how important is that precious information to you? You know we
could always use another good pilot. As it is all you have to be is
a second level pilot to fly shoguns, I'm level six." The waiter
turned to Josh, "Cheeseburger and a vanilla shake. We'd be glad to
have you on board."
All the color in Sara's face drained
leaving her a rather sickly pale. "Thanks for the offer, Josh, but I
can't." She glances around the room nervously and then looked back at
Josh. "It's just not my thing."
"Not your thing?" Josh gave
the 'you've got to be joking' look at her across the table. "You
took enough time to get the certification for a level four and it's
not your thing? You'd probably kill most of the people we have in
simulations. What good is it if you never use it?"
"It use to
be, I think, anyway it doesn't matter. It was just something I did."
Sara said as she looked out the window. "I needed to do it and I'm
not even sure I ever planed on using it." She turned away from the
window when their food arrived.
That had been the third time
she had tried to explain, first with Joe, then last night with
Cyanah, and now with Josh, and she still couldn't make sense out of
it. She loved to fly as a kid and was always bugging Rhi to take her
out in her racer, but she was never able to explain the sudden fear
she had in the academy which lead to her need to overpower it by
going tough all the extra work to get such a high level.
Gazing at his huge cheeseburger, Josh sipped at his vanilla
shake. "So I guess that nursing certification I have isn't worth
anything either?" Another grin danced its way over his facial
_expression_ and then was engulfed as he took a bite of his lunch.
"Sometimes it's not whether we intend on using it or not - it's just
using them because we have them."
He found himself staring,
but it wasn't his intention. She was alluring and he was at a loss
for a reason why he'd given up on the two of them. So many good
memories, and at the same time he remembered the bad times that
they'd shared. From dealing with the rude Arcade manager, to the
mind-blowing events of Sirrus Five, there was always
Nodding as she spoke, Josh fully agreed that the
times were strenuous on everyone - especially Sara. "I know things
have been hard lately, I've experienced my hardships and I'm glad
it's over." Josh played with his food a bit, not finding the energy
or the desire to eat. "I'd volunteer in sickbay as field medic if
you renewed your certification."
The thought of getting into
the cockpit of a shogun terrified Sara, which she didn't understand.
The whole purpose of getting her certification was to get over that
feeling. Why now was it coming back as strongly, if not stronger,
then it had been before.
"I don't know Josh. I don't think I
can but I'll think about it and let you know when I get back." Sara
tried to smile as she pushed her plate away.
know if there is anything you need to talk about I'm here for you.
Yes, we have had some bad blood between the two of us, but I think
that that has well passed. I came to you when I was having bad
dreams, which I think you'd like to know that it was my mother - she
passed away about a month ago. I'll be here for you just like you
were here for me."
Sara looked up at Josh and was once again
at loss for words briefly. "Thanks, Josh, but I'm OK, really. There's
just stuff I have to deal with, you know." She smiled warmly at him.
"I'm sorry about you mom. How are you doing? And Jerrad and Olivia?"
Sara had heard about Josh's mom but wasn't sure weather going to
offer her condolences was a good idea or not.
sorrow, Josh looked across the table at her. "I'm doing OK, Jerrad
and Olivia too. Things are getting better. Jerrad is in the academy
right now and Olivia and Hayden are on Alpha Centauri. We'll end up
better than we were, closer and such, but things are looking up.
How's your mother?"
"She's doing well. She's waiting on her
request for transfer to go through. She wants back on a ship bad, but
until then she and my Dad have gone to Betazed for awhile." Sara
smiled a little, this time happily. "She's making plans to meet
Cyanah to keep herself busy."
"Busy? What about
Sara nodded. "With everything that happened at DS9 she
missed out on meeting Cy so now she's plotting ways to met her." Sara
sat back in her chair and crossed her legs before placing her folded
hands on her knees. Her guess was that her mother would pop up again
and have some kind of dinner party planned. She couldn't help but
grin. "Me? What about me? I'm always busy."
Sara stood and
nodded. "Yeah it was." She agreed. "And look no blood shed this
"I'm sure I can say something asinine and completely
rude, give me a second to think." He laughed as they both strode out
into the hallway and back to their respected jobs, but this time with
knowledge that both were more capable than they were letting anyone
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