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Posted on Mon Jan 9th, 2017 @ 2:31am by Chief Warrant Officer Akina Jrez & Lieutenant Contessa Cavenaugh Ph.D. & Ensign T'ami Lo'Wen

Mission: Trouble on the frontier
Location: Gaspar

T'ami watched as the little girl's mother was carried onto a field bio bed and DS12's medical staff began to look her over. The Caitain stayed with Gemra, the unlikely pair sitting across from the commotion on a small bench, the girl's forehead was buried deep into T'ami's side. She knew the girl was crying but there wasn't much she could do until the Medicos were able to look after her mother.

"It's okay, they'll help mummy," She whispered, looking over with concern, "They'll help her."

Outside, word spread throughout the hungry crowds as they heard of the woman's miracle survival, pulled from the wreckage of this crumbled world. They gathered now, not to serve themselves with food and supplies, but to wait with breaths baited to see if she pulled through. It was as if a collective awakening had occurred, that caused them to stop their desperation and in unison, they could hope together. Just to hope once more.

Having carefully placed the woman on a gurney, Jrez wandered back outside. There was nothing more he could do for her and his presence would just hinder those trying to do their jobs. He saw the crowd gathering outside and his hand moved without volition to his phaser. He had seen too many crowds over the last few days and none of them were good.

Then he caught a sense of the mood of the crowd. Strangely absent was the sullen desperation he had come to expect. This crowd was not exactly buoyant but he could feel a sense of expectation, of something positive amidst the carnage and despair.

He smiled. He knew the mood might not last but, for now, it could be built on. For now it was enough for him to carry on: he could finally see a light at the end of the tunnel.

Meanwhile, the medical staff swarmed the injured mother with practiced efficiency, all of them silently praying she would just hold on a little longer. None of them wanted to be the reason the small flicker of life within her was snuffed out for good, Contessa included. She was not a doctor, but she had taken enough advanced medical training to be able to assist in a crisis. Counselors were expected to assist in sickbay during emergencies, and Cavanagh wanted to be more prepared than most.

To that end, she knew enough to scan the woman for internal bleeding in case she needed to head into surgery immediately. Her head injury was another matter entirely, but that wouldn't matter if the rest of her organs began shutting down prematurely. The tricorder confirmed she would need surgery ASAP, but for now, Cavanagh focused on maintaining the woman's oxygen levels. A full neural workup would need to be conducted to determine the impact of the collapse on the woman's cognitive functions, but for now, oxygen was critical to preserving what brain function she may have possessed.

Calling out to Dr. Delrisa, Contessa said, "Doctor, I've managed to stabilize her for now, but she appears to be suffering from internal bleeding and need surgery ASAP."

Gemra had waited patiently while all the strangers scanned, examined, and leaned over her mother. But she had started to fidget anxiously as time went on, and she started to whimper in sad anticipation; too young to understand why it was all taking so long. To her, her mother had just been asleep. She just wanted her to wake up and give her scared little girl a hug.

T'ami had been momentarily distracted when a nurse came over to give the Caitian a regulation check up, ensuring her lungs especially were clear after being near all that dust and dirt from the destroyed buildings. The little Cardassian girl saw T'ami was busy and saw her chance to reach her mum. Leaping up, she rushed across the Triage Tent to the intensive care area.

Gemra quickly dashed through the legs of a few medics before reaching her mother's bio bed. "MUMMA!" She screamed, pulling at her arm. "MUMMA WAKE UP!"

Swallowing the lump in her throat, Contessa firmly but gently eased the little girl off her mother all the while explaining, "Sweetie, I know you want your mother to wake up and we are going to do everything we can to make that happen, but we need to let the doctors help her." Of course, Cavanagh knew words were only going to get so far, and it was clear this little girl had reached her breaking point. Contessa wrapped her in her arms, gently taking her away but not completely out of sight of her mother. Some things little girls just shouldn't have to deal with.


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