Burn To Ash: A Star Trek Fanfiction (Spock x OC)

Chapter 4

When I woke up the next morning, I could already feel that the day was going to be a bad one. My muscles felt like someone took a hammer to them, and I felt a bit dizzy when I stood up. I just stared at my uniform for a solid ten minutes before I actually put it on, and as I had done yesterday, I snuck into the cafeteria for a coffee before leaving. I was in too much discomfort to be hungry.

The entire day was, to put it one way, weird. On the one hand, I almost exploded at Sulu whenever he asked me to demonstrate some curl-ups. On the other hand, I almost cried on my break because I was so tired. I was operating at two different extremes, not fully present, and I hated that feeling.

When it came time for lunch, I elected to not eat lunch and instead go back to my room and try to get 1 iota of sleep. I happened to be walking past the medbay when I noticed an absence of people. I chanced a look inside. To my surprise, practically not a single person was in the large, brightly-lit room, save for a sleeping patient. I slowly entered, not entirely knowing why, crouching slightly, and painstakingly walked toe-to-heel, a habit I picked up at a house I lived in during my foster-care days. I found the door to what looked like McCoy's office, and entered.

It was small, and brightly lit, with a medium-sized desk and two shelves behind it. I could make out the names of several medications, but my eyes stopped on one of them.

Kinerall.

Kinerall was pretty good in terms of anti-anxiety meds; I had taken some when I was in the Academy under the instruction of an old therapist until I stopped taking it. The therapist in question was...condescending, to say the least. I took the bottle off the shelf. Maybe if I could just take some, the nightmares wouldn't be so bad. Maybe Lucille wouldn't be as burdened. Maybe I'd actually get some sleep.

I poured out about 20 or so pills, pocketed them, and left the medbay just as quietly as I had entered.

Before I could berate myself for being an absolute idiot, I had gotten into the turbolift and stated the deck number. I got off, headed towards where I thought was my room, then upon entering, realized that it was not, in fact, my room. This room wasn't too big, nor was it too small for my tastes. It was divided into two, the first part being an office area, and the second part being the actual bedroom section. The bed was of a good size, with nice-looking sheets and red velvet curtains behind it. Adorning the walls were several curious artifacts that I was about to get a closer look of when I heard a voice behind me.

"Ensign Evans?" the voice called. I jumped, then turned around to see Spock's face looking inquisitively at me.

"Oh, it's just you, Officer Spock. This must be your room. Sorry, I didn't mean to intrude; I must've cranked the lever in the turbolift the wrong way," I said, my face slowly turning pink. I moved to leave when Spock suddenly stood directly in front of me.

"Ensign Evans, you have been acting in a very erratic, illogical manner for the past 2 days. Is there something you wish to speak to someone about?" he asked. My face went a bit more pink.

"N-No, Officer. There's nothing wrong," I replied, attempting to leave a second time. He didn't budge.

"Ensign, your actions fail to correspond with your words. Dr. McCoy is a very competent doctor, and I am quite confident in his abilities to solve whatever issue you may be experiencing," he said. My face was a full shade of red now.

"Thank you for your concern, Officer, but I really am quite well. I'll be alright in the morning; I'm just a bit tired. I'll see you at dinner!" I said, managing to sneak past him and get out of the room. I breathed a sigh of relief, went back to the turbolift, cranked the lever correctly, went to my room, hid the meds under my bed, and managed to get about 30 minutes sleep before going back on duty.

If anything, to be frank, I felt worse than I did before the nap, and I almost fell asleep at dinner. I could feel Spock's eyes watching me, but I ignored it, hoping that he would stop if he knew I wasn't paying him heed. I then went to bed and almost immediately, went into a blissful, thankfully dreamless, sleep.

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Shorter chapter than what I usually do, but I hope you guys enjoy this one! I should be writing Chapter 5 in the next week or so. See you until then!