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RP: YSS Kaiyō Post-Mission Nine: Nurse's orders

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Gunhand4171

The Gunman
YSS Kayio
Medbay
Night after the Mission:


Sacre had rushed William into the surgical suite where the doctors operated on William. She was not a full medical doctor, but she wanted to be one. Despite everything, the ship losing one of it's lynchpins. The others who had been injured, although not to the extent that William had. She found herself turning back in her mind to the moments that she had been working on him. She had accidently forged a connection with him. So now, she paced outside the surgery.

Willam came out, but he was sedated. Sacre wheeled him to a private place. She checked on him frequently, writing down his lifesigns, or adjusting the IV. It was too frequently for her just doing her duties. When she finally was able to go back to her quarters, she found herself drawn instead to the seat beside William's bed. It had been a long day, and she had been on her feet for all of it. There was nothing to do but listen to the beeps of the monioring equipment that had long since faded into background noise. She didn't notice falling asleep.

William had gone through much in the past few hours. He finally succumb and passed out as the shuttle had touched down. After surgery, Sacre was informed that there was nothing they could do for the Nepleslian's spinal cord. It was damaged beyond repair, not even hemosynth would take. It did give him some funtion of his abdomen once more, but he would not walk under his own power.

He slept for sometime after the surgery, in a sedated haze. Finally in the middle of the night he began to stir. The monitors started to beep rapidly as it detected the boy's heart rate spiking. He was scared, and not sure where he was. There were so many wires attached to his body. He shook softly from fear as his body tired to make sense of all the stimuli.

Sacre woke as the beeping changed, she glanced at William and saw the fear on his face. "It's ok, you're in the sickbay of the Kaiyo." She said.

He seemed to calm slightly at Sacre's voice. He rolled his head around, then finally cracked an eye. The light was so intense that he squeezed it back shut again. He then tried opening his eyes again, but they only cracked open slightly. Everything was blurry as he looked around. "Sacre?" He asked, his voice very hoarse from being intabated.

Sacre nodded, then realized that William couldn't see her with his eyes closed. "Yes." She wasn't sure what else to say. Seeing him like this, hurt her. If it had been any other member of the crew, she might not care. She might be able to just do her job. It was safer to be like that. That way she didn't have to deal with the emotions she was feeling right now. Part relief, part terror, it confused her and put her off ballance.

William opened his eyes a bit wider and brough a hand up to wipe his eyes. Of course he used the hand that had all the IV's in it...

Sacre reached to still his hand. "Careful, you don't want to yank the IVs out. Let me." She said, reaching with a clean towel to wipe his eyes.

He stopped reaching for his face and let her move his hand back down to his side and clean his face. "Mmmm... Thank you." He said, his voice raspy but getting better.

"No problem." Sacre said, checking his monitor by reflex. "Is there anything else I can do for you?" She asked.

"Can I have some water please?" He asked softly, looking at her more fully. He then looked at one of the displays. It was late... really late.

"Sure, I'll just be a moment." Sacre said as she slid out of the curtined off area for privacy. As she did so. She wondered what she was doing. She should be more brusk, bring him his drink and leave. However, even as she tensed outside the curtin trying to psych herself up to do it, she knew she wouldn't. She slid back in and put the glass beside his arm that was not connected to all of the IVs and sat in the chair again.

He took the glass and took a much larger gulp than he should have, causing some of the water to go down his wind pipe. He coughed, just barely managing to set the glass back down on the stand next to him.

Sacre felt a bit of alarm when he started coughing. She stedied his glass as he put it back down. "Are you ok? " She asked, scanning him for other signs of distress. She took a cloth and started to clean off the spilled water.

His coughing slowed, and he nodded softly as she cleaned the water from his face. "I think so... Water went down wrong." He said softly as he took in a few deep breaths. After a moment he asked. "Did you stay here with me this whole time?" He asked her.

Sacre was not sure what to say. She should lie, say she just happened to be here when he woke up. That it was a lucky coincidence. That was what she opened her mouth to say, but what came out was "Yes, you looked like you needed someone." It was true, but not what she should have said, she wasn't even sure why she had admitted that.

He looked up at her and smiled softly. "Thank you Sacre." He said. "I dont know how I can ever make it up to you. You saved my life..." He added, with sincerity. "I wouldn't have made it out of there alive without you."

"I was just doing my job." Sacre said, but that wasn't exactly the truth. She had known he didn't have a backup. That once he was dead, he would be gone. She wasn't sure why he had chosen such a dangerous profession without making regular backups. Then again, she didn't have any backups either, but she knew the reason for that. "What kind of medic would I be if I didn't make sure you lived to regret not being smart enough to duck?" She asked, returning slightly to the more caustic side of her personality.

He shook his head. "Not my fault. I got pinned to the ground after the explosin." He replied. He was starting to get used to her teasing. His head sunk into the pillow once more. "Why does it have to be so cold in here?" He asked, shivering softly.

Sacre's eyes flicked to the monitor, making sure that his comment wasn't an indicator of a deeper problem. It wasn't, she reached to the side and grabbed a blanket off of an unused bed. "Your body is recovering from some pretty big shock and your blood volume is low. Your extremities aren't getting as much warm blood as they normally would." She explained as she draped anouther blanket on top of him and then gently tucked it in so it would look nice.

He nodded as his head as she drapped the blanket over him. He reached out and put a hand on her forearm. "Thank you." He said once more. He did have quite a bit to be thankful for.

"I uh..." Sacre said, momentarly paralyzed by his touch. Visions flashed of her throwing anouther person into cargo containers or on more then one occasion, stabbing the person who had touched her ran across her mind. She was deeply uncomfortable with being touched by anyone. If it was her touching them, then it was ok, but not the other way around. If it had been anyone else, at any outher time she would have jerked her arm away and slaped William silly. She would have been imensely angry. Yet she did not feel angry so she just withdrew her arm uncomfortably. "... You're welcome." She said almost reflexively as she tried to figure out what had just happened.

He frowned as she drew away from the simple touch. "I... I'm sorry Sacre." He said looking back up at her. "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." He added.

"It's not your fault. Before I joined the Army, I was raped. Physical touch has been hard for me since then." She admitted, outher then at mandatory phycological screenings and such, she had never talked about her past. That wasn't all of it, but it was something she hadn't really said before. There was still a lot she wasn't saying, she wasn't even sure why she had admitted that small fact to him. It made her vulnerable in a way she hadn't been in a long time.

William looked stunned, and he sat up a bit straighter, though it took effort. "Sacre..." He said softly. "I'm so sorry..." He said. He felt disgusted at hearing that happened to her. The boy frowned, and looked down at his hands. He wasn't sure what else to say. He wanted to say something that would make it okay, but he knew he couldn't.

Sacre wasn't sure what to say, it was just a sinple truth. However, sharing the burden had made it just a tiny bit easier to bear somehow in a way that sharing it with the shrinks hadn't. She was confused about why that was. However, seeing that he was hurting with her hurt her in ways that felt strange. "I shouldn't have said that..." She said, not sure how to react.

The Nepleslian shook his head. "No... I 'm glad you did. That you were comfortable enough to share that with me." He said looking back at her. "I'm just sad that it happened to you at all." He replied softly.

Sacre nodded, not sure where to go from there. There was a short silence, "I suppose it's time for me to find a new ship."

He shook his head. "No, Sacre. That isn't what it means. Not at all." He replied softly. "It means that I care. I'm sad that it happened to my friend."

Sacre looked at William. "I... I think you're my friend too, and that's why I need to leave. When we were strangers, I could work on you the way I need to as a Medic. Now, well now I'm not quite so sure. Seeing you hurt, hurts me in a way that I can't quite describe. Loosing a faceless patiant is one thing, losing a friend beucase I couldn't do my job is anouther."

William's eyes looked glassy. "No. Please don't leave Sacre. I'll be better soon and you won't have to worry about me. I don't want you to leave." he said, looking more emotional than the Nepleslian normally did.

Sacre looked at him for a long moment. She knew that she should leave, that WIlliam getting hurt again would just put her into a tailward spiral. On the other hand, she found herself not wanting to leave him. "Ok, but be carefull, I don't need you triping over your clumy self and breaking in your new parts the hard way." She said, trying to make a joke.

He nodded. "No worries about that. I'll be here for awhile, but I'll get better eventually I know it." He said optimisticlly., wiping his eyes with his one good hand.

"I'm sure you will and if you need me, I'll be around here somewhere probably." They talked and over the next few days, William noticed that Sacre was probably the most attentive of his nurses. Stopping in to check on him more often then any of the others did.
 
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