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Black Soul 2 - Chapter 2

Author - The One
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Black Soul 2

by The One

Disclaimers in Chapter 1

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Chapter Two

Captain Archer drummed his fingers on his chair. His thoughts were on Trip. The rest of the senior staff were waited for Jon to speak. He had yet to tell them of Trip’s condition. Making a decision he stood up from his chair.

“Malcolm, Hoshi, Travis,T’Pol.”

They looked at Jon as he motioned them to the situation room.

“Commander Tucker was bitten from a poisonous beetle of Phlox’s. In the next few days he will be getting very ill.”

Everyone was silent, finally Malcolm spoke, voicing what everyone was afraid to ask.
“Will he be alright sir?”

“Phlox doesn’t know if Trip will survive.” Jon replied.

They all nodded and glanced at the floor.

“When will the doctor know anything?” Malcolm asked.

“When he reports back I’ll let you know.” Jon replied. Everyone could feel the tension. They all stood still waiting.

“Return to your posts.” Jon said.

They all turned and went back to their respective stations, leaving Captain Archer standing at the back of the Bridge.


* Twenty four hours later*


Trip Tucker coughed and wiped the sweat off of his forehead. The poison was fast. Trip had already experienced a few cold spells and had thrown up a few times on Phlox’s floor. Dr. Phlox quickly inserted two IVs to help slow the poison, and a feeding tube. Trip lifted his arm to wipe his head again and noticed how weak his arm felt, in fact his whole body felt like it couldn’t sustain any weight at all! Trip groaned and lay back down in the dimly lit room. He had Dr. Phlox turn down the lights a few minutes ago because his eyes were very light sensitive.


The Sickbay doors opened to admit Jonathan Archer.

“How are you doing?” He asked.

Trip smiled half-heartedly. “Doc’s got ma wired up like a freak’n Christmas tree!”

Jon chuckled at the remark.

Jon placed a comforting hand on Trip’s shoulder.

“It’s going to be alright Trip.”

Trip nodded.. “How can ya be so sure?”

Jon smiled. “Trust me.”

Trip patted Jon’s hand reassuringly.

Jon stayed with Trip all through the night.

TBC


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One person has made comments

GOD you're killing me, i can't wait :D

MORE MORE!!! must save Trip!

Loved this chap, post gain soon. You have a gd track record for that.