The Space Voyage (G/T P!Septiplier)

Slight Complication...

The Aurora had made it in one piece. They left Sector B with no problems, and it looked like nothing but smooth sailing ahead.

With Jordan's permission, Mark left the engine room to go talk to someone near and dear to him. He hadn't seen her since they had flown into the space station, and Mark was dying to find her. His journey took some scenic routes and directions from bypassing crew members, but the young engineer eventually found the med bay.

He stood at the entrance for a few seconds, looking around. There were only a couple of patients in the ward, and they didn't seem to have any major problems. They probably just had headaches or nausea from navigating through the Maristela Belt.

Mark's eyes stopped over a young platinum blonde woman, and he smiled before he made his way over to her.

"Hello nurse, I'd like to report an issue I have," he called out. The girl turned, and as soon as she saw Mark she smiled.

"Oh really?" Mark grinned and gently grabbed her hands in his, holding them to his chest.

"Yeah. See, I've been stabbed in the heart by Cupid... how do I cure myself?" Amy giggled as Mark gave his girlfriend a wholesome smile and kissed her on the cheek.

"I missed you too Mark," Amy said with a blush. Mark beamed at her happily.

"So how have you been doing so far?" He asked. "You look great in a doctor's coat! So serious."

"Well, it's fine so far. I just hope all I've had to deal with are big babies who have small cuts and scrapes. And one guy with space sickness." Amy checked out her boyfriend and smiled again. "You look good too."

"Aw shucks, it's the uniform isn't it? Man I worked so hard to get these muscles for you!" Amy laughed as another nurse walked up to them.

"Ms. Nelson, can you take care of this patient?" She asked, pushing a clipboard into Amy's arms.

"Oh, yes, yes I will!" Amy chuckled nervously. The nurse looked at her sternly and simply said, "You do that" before she walked off.

"Well that was a bit rude," Mark muttered, eyeballing the nurse's fleeing backside.

"Oh, I'm sure it's just because I'm new, don't worry about it Mark..." Amy flipped through some of the papers before a small yell suddenly escaped her lungs. "Oh, damnit! This patient needs surgery," she exclaimed. "She swallowed a space slug on a fucking dare! Why- what am I gonna do!?"

"I'm sure you'll make it through just fine," Mark assured. Amy rolled her eyes at Mark.

"You're only saying that because we're going out." Now it was Mark's turn to roll his eyes.

"No I'm not! I'm serious!" He grabbed Amy's wrist and smiled. "Look Amy, it'll be ok. You'll do great. Just think back to med school, you're plenty capable of this. We're gonna get through this to the end, promise." Amy looked at Mark for a few seconds before giving him a sheepish smile.

"I-I guess so..." she looked down at the clipboard before she looked back up and kissed the engineer. "Thanks Mark," she said. Mark smiled and let her go.

"You'll do just fine," he assured once more. Before Amy could head off to deal with that semi-emergency, however, he asked, "Oh yeah, do you know where Tyler's at?"

"Well he's a supply officer, so I would think he'd be in the cargo bay."

"Oh right, thanks!" Mark wished his partner good luck once more, and then he set out to go find his friend. He got lost and turned around a couple times-- again, man this place was huge, is there a map anywhere?-- but he managed to get in to the cargo bay. He saw the curly haired brunette standing on a platform with a clipboard in his hand, and he was shouting orders as supplies were being carried away and organized.