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Calm Before the Storm

Posted on Thu Aug 27th, 2009 @ 11:51pm by Commander Lorran Vos

Mission: Seraphim Requiem: Season 1, Episode 2.
Location: Sickbay / Starbase 611
Timeline: Before the Borg Arrive

Vos stepped underneath a fallen conduit of some kind and through the door of the sickbay. Things were running, more or less, but it looked like Leanne and the engineers had a hell of a time getting everything to work. Several of the consoles and operating machines looked burnt out or had been pushed randomly to the side and fallen over. He spotted her in the middle of everything looking at a large screen filled with an ultra-magnified view of Borg nanoprobes. She looked like she'd been at it awhile. Vos let his footsteps and the fact that he had to push that conduit up a bit to enter, creating a grinding noise, announce his presence.

The noise startled her, she had become so jumpy from exhaustion and the threat of assimilation that even one of the engineers sneezing sent her into a panic mode. Looking up and seeing that it was Vos coming through she shot him a slight smile. Visually she looked atrocious, her hair was matted, dirt was smeared on her face and her eyes looked like they were on the verge of falling out of her head. "I'm glad to see that you didn't die on that frozen planet." She turned her head back to the screen with the nanoprobes on it, trying to manipulate one of them. When it jumped on the screen away from the micromanipulators she slammed her hands down on the table. "If I only had the proper equipment this would be substantially easier."

"*You're* glad?" Vos grinned. "If I never see another snowflake it will be too soon." The thought that he'd gleefully run naked into a Lintan snowstorm rather than face the Borg sobered him slightly after he said that, but he was trying to be cheerful so he left it unsaid.

He came up behind Leanne and put his hands on her shoulders after her display of frustration, squeezing hard before starting to work the kinks out of them. "I guess it's rather fortunate that we have such a talented and beautiful doctor working with this insufficient equipment, or success would be beyond us." he said as he moved to her neck, his talented hands bringing relief from at least some of the tension. "I'm glad you're alright, Lee. We made it here as fast as we could when the Captain told us what had happened. You must have had a hell of a time of it over here."

"It hasn't been a walk in the park." She put the equipment down and closed her eyes, it felt good to have her shoulders rubbed but it still didn't take away from the fact that she felt a little dead inside. "So many people have died or been assimilated, at there isn't anything I could do for them, and judging by the way that this is going we are all going to be dead." She leaned back against Vos and looked up at him. "As a doctor, I'm failing everyone, the crew, the assimilated borg, starfleet." She paused for a moment and took a deep breath. "None of this makes sense."

Vos knew that a Borg attack, in all its horror, was probably hardest on someone like Leanne. Sworn to do no harm, who cared about each and every person under her watchful eye. It must be brutal not only to fail to save those that the Borg killed outright, but to know that assimilated friends and loved ones were now the enemy and that they were expected to treat them like any other drone must be nearly impossible to bear. To know that somewhere inside those new drones there was a terrified voice screaming for help...it was hard even for him to dwell on. Vos turned her chair around and sat on his haunches in front of her.

"Look at me." he said, tucking a lock of her dirty-blonde hair behind her ear so that he could more easily see her face. "I know it's difficult, but you have to remember one thing for me. This isn't your fault. It's theirs. The Borg are responsible for every painful second of this. If you want to blame someone blame their cybernetic hides." He put his hands flat on her thighs. "Every name, every ounce of pain, every bad memory we're going to make them pay for. I promise you that. And I know that you're going to be right here doing everything you can to help because it isn't in you to quit. That's one of the many things I admire about you, Lee." he smiled.

She smiled at Vos then sheepishly looked down at the ground while moving her hair back behind her ears again. "Well thank you for all the nice things, it still doesn't help me to figure this out." she started to laugh a little bit thinking about the situation, she was glad that Vos was back. She tried to put him in the back of her mind when he was on the away mission, but that was impossible now that he was sitting here in front of her.

"I just can't wait till this is over and we can get back to the Genesis, you still owe me dinner afterall. Don't think I haven't forgotten." Leanne looked up at Vos "I'm sorry this whole thing has just really taken a toll on me, I don't mean to be so all over the place but I just feel so out of control."

"I haven't forgotten. In fact, I think that's the only thing I had to look forward to on that damned ice ball. Just you, me, and a restaurant on Earth I think you'll enjoy. Key West, Florida, North American continent; the Grand Cafe...great pie." he replied. "We're going to get through this because there is no way I'm not going to take you there. Prophets save me, I'll charge a legion of drones with a broken chair leg if I have to." he chuckled, taking her hands in his. He brought them to his lips and pressed a kiss to her knuckles.

Leanne wanted to leap into his arms, to hug him and be emotional, but something was holding her back. Maybe it was the stress of everything was finally starting to crash down on top of her, or the fact that she hadn't seen him in a while and had put him at the back of her head. She smiled as Vos as he kissed her knuckles. "Let's get through this then we can talk more about the dinner, I'd hate to make plans and then well, something bad happen to either of us." Leanne looked down, she didn't want to seem so negative but it was just coming out.

"When I was in the resistance, we had a custom. We'd always make future plans, because then we were more likely to keep them. If you didn't have something to do tomorrow, you would feel less inclined to watch yourself today. So, be ready for that pie. That's an order." He stood up and leaned over, tilting her face back up to face his with two fingers and a thumb upon her chin. "Don't think you can rope me into dinner and then try to bail out just because of a few lousy Borg."

For the first time in a while she actually laughed. "Well if you are giving me an order I guess I had better follow it." She stood up next to him, for some reason he seemed taller then before. Leanne leaned in and gave him a hug, wrapping her arms around him, it was nice to feel someone warm against her, but she still felt cold on the inside. "I'm glad that you came back, I really am, and I know we are going to get through this but," she stopped talking and buried her head into Vos's chest. She held it there for a moment then pulled herself away and looked at him. "I've got to get ready to head down with the engineering team. I think we've found a way to deactivate the crew, but I am going to have to manually implement the procedure."

"I've been ordered to take command of Genesis for the fight." Vos said, enjoying the closeness for a moment. "I'll see you when I get back." He paused to give her a lingering kiss on the lips, his arms tightening a fraction around her. "Be careful." he added, unnecessarily.

Leanne slowly pulled away and looked up at Vos. "I'll try, I promise." she then grabbed her tricorder. "I really need to head down to meet with the rest of the team. I'll see you when this is all over." As she was leaving, Leanne stopped and gave him one last look in case things went horribly wrong and that this would be the last time she saw him. Lingering for a moment she continued on down the hall.

 

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