For dr_boyce

[cadet_amara]

It had started as a simple headache. Well, it was more like a blinding headache where the slightest light had made her cringe but she had decided to ignore that. She didn't have time to be sick. She had gone on with life, focused on reaching her goals and making her deadlines, and somehow completely missed the fever, and the dizzy, oddly disconnected feeling when she stood.

The last thing she remembered was the concerned look on someone's face. They were asking her something but she didn't understand what they were saying, which was odd as she felt that she should. Nor did she recognize any of the people around here, even though she knew she knew them. She had tried to get out of there, feeling an overwhelming urge to flee, and that was when she blacked out, falling into a feverish sleep.

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[dr-boyce.livejournal.com]

"If I give you an inch, you'll take a mile."

No. She'll have to stay in Sickbay.

[cadet-amara.livejournal.com]

"Even if I promise to be good?" She was putting on her best "sincere" look.

[dr-boyce.livejournal.com]

"You can promise anything you want." She's still not leaving.

[cadet-amara.livejournal.com]

She sighed and pouted just a little. "Fine.... I give up."

[dr-boyce.livejournal.com]

"Put the lip away," he says.

[cadet-amara.livejournal.com]

"What lip?" She was a pro at pouting.

[dr-boyce.livejournal.com]

"Don't feign ignorance."

[cadet-amara.livejournal.com]

That just made her pout more. "I have naturally pouty lips. Not my fault. Blame my mother."

[dr-boyce.livejournal.com]

He cracks a smile. "You can't blame everything on genetics."

[cadet-amara.livejournal.com]

"I can blame a hell of a lot on them. That's one of them."

She returned his smile a little before looking around for some clues as to what was going on.

"What happened?"

[dr-boyce.livejournal.com]

"You did your best impression of a deer caught in headlights and then passed out."

There isn't any humor present in his report. It scared the hell out of him.

[cadet-amara.livejournal.com]

Oh yes, now it was coming back to her.

"I didn't understand anything anyone was saying...It was strange."

She sighed, knowing that meant she'd probably be here a while. "How long was I out?"

[dr-boyce.livejournal.com]

Honestly, he's lost track of time. He has to glance at the chronometer before replying. "Eighteen hours."

Short stretches of incoherent semi-consciousness doen't count.

[cadet-amara.livejournal.com]

She looked shocked. She thought for sure she'd only missed an hour at best. "That's almost a whole day.... I must have missed... I'm going to be so far behind..."

Her first concern was always her work. Health be damned.

[dr-boyce.livejournal.com]

"Don't worry about your work. Worry about your health."

There are other people who can pick up her duties. She's the only one who can focus on resting.

[cadet-amara.livejournal.com]

She sighed and looked at the ceiling. "I'm not good at slacking off."

Yes, she considered being sick slacking off. She'd power through a broken leg if allowed to.

[dr-boyce.livejournal.com]

"Oh is that what you call this?"

[cadet-amara.livejournal.com]

"Laying here doing nothing? Absolutely."

She's been awake five minutes and she's already restless.

[dr-boyce.livejournal.com]

"Well now's your opportunity to perfect your skills."

Again, there's little humor in his voice.

[cadet-amara.livejournal.com]

"Or drive you completely crazy." She countered. "Assuming my head stops feeling like it's going to explode."