Beamed into Star Trek

Chapter 9: The encounter at Sickbay

..2364...

...Enterprise...

My eyes opened to a gray ceiling above.

"Now," I heard Q's voice in my head. "You must not think about me when you see me....Again. Because at the time I won't know you. You will be going on Carly's reactions complete with memory and family on Earth. You are single, really, because you are more of a bookworm and workaholic. You love to help people so you are in the medical field as a Ensign recently assigned to the Enterprise."

I get out of bed.

"And you must ignore me at any cost," Q added. "Be dull as possible. Pretend I am not there."

I raised my brows heading to the bathroom.

"It will intrigue me, greatly," Q added. "But just make yourself not interesting...Even though you're not. Just follow my instructions and you will not foreshadow our first meeting." He had a sigh. "Well...But at the last moment;mention Xenomorphs and how dangerous they are, including how they haven't been discovered yet."

That is puzzling.

"I mean by the last confrontation I will have with you as Carly Bell," Q clarified.

I saw my face is that of a Cippallon.

"I made this before leaving Sick Bay, I had to be sure," Q said. "So whatever happened that lead you here...Good luck with the next seven years!"

Then there was silence.

Carly Bell's home planet is Cippalla, a unique luxurious planet with a nice sea body, beautiful beach, horrible dark gray rocky mountains, and a desert scenery right outside the big sprawling city Decafros. There are huge bodies of water that separate some continents from one another so they relied on technology to go places. The sky, strangely, has orange like clouds and a sun setting scenery that is beautiful. The memory of her planet is remarkable as though she really lived.

I felt my pointy ears that felt rather like what ears feel.

Carly Bell rock climbed a lot, which made her hands bigger than they should be as she did heavy lifting a lot on her planet. It is thanks to her rock climbing hobby that she found her first patient unconscious, wounded but otherwise would have a clean bill of health after being cared for. Carly Bell went into the medical commissioning corps because she wanted hands on experience rather than sitting down in a chair doing homework.

I feel along the bridge of my nose to encounter unusual ridges.

"Commander Data to Ensign Carly," Came Data's voice on the communicator.

"Ensign Carly here," I said. "What is it, Mr Data?"

There is a pause on Data's end.

"You might want to see it for yourself," Data said.

"On my way," I said, then tapped on the communicator.

I walked out of my quarters. The least I can do is be thankful that Carly Bell toured this ship before it went into space and she has such a idealistic memory about which way to go. So I made my way to sick bay. That is what the medical room is called; sick bay. Kind of like a bay with sickness in its worst horrible sight among bodies crudely left out to be feasted upon by predators.

I entered Sick Bay.

Data looked up from the patient on the table using one arm to prevent them from moving.

"When I came across this person; they were already acting strangely," Data said.

Data has golden like skin that seemed to change in the light from boneless to chick egg. At least that is just the light messing with me. I looked over to see a short man who I recognized as Charlie Bay. An Ensign in Engineering. He tried to take Data's hand off his shirt, the edges of his eyes are glowing red, and he seemed to have an unusual sight of panther like spots alongside his face.