*** Sickbay USS Chimera *** Ensign Anders was in a happy state of mind...a VERY happy state of mind. He lay on his biobed looking up at the lights and humming a tune, occasionally breaking into song and grinning cheerfully at anyone who passed by. He waved to the lovely doctor who left the small office opposite to where he lay and frowned in disappointment when she hurried on her way. "Heya Doc!" he called and raised a hand as Scott emerged from the same office and walked towards him. "How you doing Ben?" Scott replied , immediatlely looking up at the overbed display. Ben Anders flopped his arm across his body. "Oh I'm fine Doc...just fine...happy to be here..." he smiled contentedly. Scott took a tricorder and began a series of scans, comparing results to those gathered a short time before. He was intrigued. "Ben?..." Scott laid the tricorder aside and stepping closer to the ensign asked: " How's your cordination now?...can you sit up?" Ens Anders smiled happily. "Sure Doc...ummm...sure..." He struggled to prop himself up on one elbow. Scott leaned forward to stop his patient falling off the biobed. " Hey Doc...the decks rolling a bit today!" Anders said cheerfully. "Lay back ... its ok." Scott said and helped Anders to lie down as before. "Where'd she go?" Anders asked turning his head and looking in the direction Mercedes had gone. "Who?" Scott asked. "That pretty doctor....the one with the beautiful hair...is that the CMO?" Scott looked round, smiled and told Anders ; "Noooo...no....she's on the base.You mean Dr Carpenter." Anders nodded thoughtfully. "Dr Carpenter...beautiful curls...you noticed them Doc?...bea...u...tiful." "Right" Scott replied, his attention back on the scan results that poured across the display screen. "I like girls with curls..." Anders murmured and grinned. " Hey Doc!..thats rhymes...girls...curls...get it?" Scott gave him a quick polite smile " Yes..I did" He returned to the results. "Beautiful dark golden curls...just beautiful..." {Endorphin levels at 8/12?} Scott asked himself, frowning in deep concentration at the figures scrolling across the screen. {Dopamine is..wow...thats ..'high'...and seratonin ......" Scott shook his head."...almost 12/12..thats amazing......thats BAD!!" Anders, lost in his own little world, didnt mind at all when Scott began talking to him. He smiled and nodded at the doctor, willing to agree with anything that anyone suggested, vaguely hearing Scotts explanation about 'alipathic compounds' and needing a shot of thorazine. He felt the touch of a hypospray near his neck and heard the hiss as the medication was administered. After that he wasnt sure of anything much and fell into a dreamworld peopled with lovely women who wore red flowers in their beautiful dark golden hair. Scott watched the dangerously high levels begin to fall. {But they're still 'way' to high} he thought looking down at Anders sleeping face.{..but why?...whats causing it?} *** End Log *** Ens Scott Fisher AMO USS Chimera & Ens Ben Anders (npc)s Rangi