"How long has it been since we started, Susan?" Dr. Holliday asked of his nurse.
"Seven hours, fourteen minutes, Doctor," she replied.
Having completed setting the bones in her right shin and immobilizing it, Dr. Tesh moved to help his counterpart in the re-construction of her shattered left arm which was in eight pieces.
"Whoever did this did it with intent to make sure she never used it again," commented Tesh.
"Well, they failed," snapped Holliday, "they failed."
The two men together finished what Doctor Holliday himself had started. All pieces of the arm were set together and joined with a laser fuser. It was new but worked in good order.
"Where did you get this?" asked a very impressed Dr. Tesh.
"Corinth Station," answered a proud Dr. Holliday, "it's been in developement. It alleviates the need for pins, screws and braces. Set the bones, fuse them and immobilize the arm for some natural healing to take place."
"You'll have to get me one!" Tesh insisted.
"Well, if you would check your deposit box once-in-awhile," answered Holliday in a smart alec fashion.
After setting the arm, they started looking over the head trauma she suffered. The surface wounds had already been treated and were healing. For now, it was a waiting game to see what she would be like when she awoke. Still, they examined the wounds to see how they were healing. As they did, they continued their various subjects of discussion.
"So how are those nurses that got hurt?" John asked.
"They will be fine," Tesh replied, "a bit sore for a few days but fine."
"I studied that video over and over, Ed, and it kept me thinking," explained John, "mulitiple personalities but from what. It wasn't until the Klingon sergeant smelled Nomad that I began to wonder. So, I confided in an old friend."
"Anyone I know?" asked Tesh.
"He goes only by The Doctor and he does Nomad research for the Order. I sent him the video and he gave me some good insight," commented Holliday.
Changing a bandage, Tesh replied, "Well, back where I come from, the Order are terrorists."
"Terrorists?" John questioned, "I think not. They are why the Nomads haven't advanced further. Anyway, I trust him and he may make a trip out to meet with Lydia."
Dr. Tesh just gave a look to his counterpart, "Well, John, I trust your judgement."
"Thank you, Ed," he smiled through his mask, "much appreciated."
They finally had finished with their work.
"Time, Susan?" asked Dr. Holliday.
"Nine hours, forty seven minutes, Doctor," she answered. With that, the two doctors went to wash up as the nurses cleaned up Nina and returned her to ICU, still under her drug induced coma.
"So how long do you plan to keep her comatose, John?" Tesh asked of him.
He thought for a moment as he removed his bloody smock, "I'll check her in the morning. If she's healing well, I'll turn off the meds. She may like to know that she's safe."
Dr. Tesh nodded his approval and began to leave the room.
"Oh yes," chimed John, "I spoke with one of her people the other day while I was on break. They didn't know anything as to where she was or her condition. I do hope that they will send someone. It will be good to see someone she knows."
Together, the two men left. After a break in the Pleasantview Lounge, they retired for some rest.
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