=== Deck 2=== Athena got no response when she tried to use her combadge. Its was like being plunged into a blackhole. She took a deep breath and leaned against the door. She thought for a few moments and then searched her room in the dark for something to use. Her hand finally came into contact with a small stone figurine that decrorated one of her end tables. She clutched it and took another deep breath as she moved to the door. Once at the door Athena pounded it with the small statue. She did so every so often hoping to grab someone's attention. Athena sat on the floor slipping in and out of sleep as she continued to intermittently beat on the door with the stone figurine. Fortunately she hadn't broken it yet. However, her arms were feeling heavy her lips were dry. She licked her lips and noticed the lack of moisture. Her saliva glands seemed to be having trouble producing enough spit to keep her lips, mouth and throat moist. {I wonder how long I've been here.} Thunk! Thunk! Thunk! {Its nice to know no one is in need of a counselor.} Keylor had just finished his chat with Jack. He was not pleased, pleased with jack or pleased with himself. He should have figured Jack would have been a tough nut to crack. {What was I thinking throwing that blade in to the table like that?} He thought as he walked down the corridor to work thought his next plan of attack on Jack. Just as he was passing Athena's quarters, he heard a tap at the door. Barely noticing the noise, he stopped and looked puzzled at the door as if he half expected to hear it speak to him. As he stood there he heard the tap again, a little louder. His thoughts shifted form Jack to Athena and the last time he had seen her. It was back in the ready room when he first got back to the ship and her odd encounter. He the realized that it had been several days since he had seen her. Now normally this would be normal except for the fact that in those days he had started walking about the ship more to 'be Visable' to the crew. Scratching his head he thought and could not really think of when he had seen her, the tap now turned in to three loud "thunks". Keylor tapped on his comm. badge, "Bretam to Wellington." He called out. He heard the tap again but no reply. "Computer, location of LT Wellington." The computer replied [Lt Wellington is not detected on the ship]. "Computer, last known location of LT Wellington?" [LT Wellington was last reported in her quarters.] Keylor looked puzzled. "Computer. Determine if any bio signs are present in LT Wellington's quarters." The comnputer Beeped. [Cannot comply. Sensors in Lt Wellingtons quarters are off line.] "Computer. How long have the sensors been offline?" he asked annoyed. [The Sensors have been off line 3 days 6 hours and 42 minutes.] it replied in a antiseptic voice. Keylor now looked annoyed. {Why has this not been report to the engineering section?} he thought. He heard the tap again, but fainter. {I wonder?} he thought. "computer! Command override of Lt Wellingtons's quarters, authorization Bretam 15-vole-69- omega." He commanded. The computer beeped again. [Cannot comply. All computer functions to that area are not available.] "Kehito" he exclaimed in bajoran ( roughly translated a curse form his own province). Worried that something had gone wrong, he quickly reached over to the emergency release mechanism to the side of the door. He quickly popped open the access panel and grabbed the handle and started to pump it. Slowly the door opened and soon a hand appeared thought the now growing gap between the doors. Athena heard a soft noise and shook her head thinking that she was imagining it. She thought she felt a small breeze and placed her hand on the door. As she did so she lost her balance as her hand fell through a small opening. She grabbed hold of the door at the small opening and licked her lips, but they still remained dry. She struggled to stand as the open became wider. She didn't think about the short shorts or the halter top she had changed into in an attempt to keep cool as the temperature had risen in her quarters. The air had even become harder to breath in the last little bit before the door started to open. She clung to the opening and stumbled as it became wider. With the last movement of the door, She fell through the opening. Keylor worked feverishly as the appearance of the arm made his fears grow longer. Here he was the captain of a docked ship, and apparently some one had been trapped in one of the quarters with no one missing them. As he moved the handle back ant for the he say more and more of the arm, slowly drooping down to the floor. He did his best to operate the handle and prepare himself for a quick catch should the person fall through. When he saw the arm quickly make a motion for the floor, he let go of the handle and lunged to catch the body now falling out, it was Athena. "Counselor!?!" he exclaimed. Bending down and thrusting a leg between the falling body and the floor, Keylor quickly became entangled with Athena and fell to the floor. Breaking her fall with his body. She was warm to the touch and apparently very week. A puff of the stale warm air floated form the room she called home. Looking back in to the quarters, he noticed that the shutters on the exterior windows had been drawn, and the room was pitch dark. {Ok this mush be a new level of deprivation.} He though. Not sure what had happened, he looked down to Athena, "Counselor? What happened?" he asked hoping she had not slipped too far away. Athena looked into the general's face. Her hot and fuzzy head was having trouble trying to decide if what she was seeing was real or a mirage. Let alone begin to answer the questions that he was asking. she lifted her arm limply and touched Keylor's face and furrowed her eyebrows before breathlessly replying, "You're real." Keylor let out a chuckle. "Yes Counselor. I am real." He said as she nearly poked his left eye. Gently taking her hand away form his face, he asked her. "Counselor? Have you been locked up in there all this time? Three days? And no one came to your aide before now?" he asked. Athena nodded her head as it was difficult to work her dry vocal cords. The cooler temperature of the hall began to make her fevered body shiver a bit. She took in a shuddering breath at the fresher air. She worked the muscles in her throat several times before she managed a week and scratchy, "Thirsty." Keylor felt Athena shiver as she tried to muster up the reply. {Poor girl, does not look like any power was available in there. Now food or water. she is probably going to pass out.} He thought. "Ok counselor. Lets see if we can get up off this floor. If we can, I will take you to my quarters down the hall and we will get you a cool glass of water." He said. Keylor slid his body out form underneath hers and then gently placed her on the floor. He then stood up preparing to help Athena to her feet. This proved to be a difficvult task as she apparently had no strength left in her. Not wanting to waste time, he bent over and scooped her up in to his arms. Trying hard not to bump her around too much he carried her down the corridor a few meters to his quarters. Walking in he headed directly to the couch in the living area and placed her down. He then headed to the replicator to conger up some water and a chocolate bar. As much as she tried she couldn't make her legs obey what she wanted them to do and was relieved when the general literally took things into his own hands. She sat on the sofa and hoped her arms would work as she watched the general get her a glass of water. Mustering up the rest of the strength she had she held on to the offered glass. Her hands and arms shook as she slowly brought the glass to her lips. She sipped at the cool clear liquid and then took a large gulp before she had to relinquish the glass because she couldn't seem to hold onto it any longer. She offered the general a small smile as the refreshing drink cooled the fire that seemed to be in her throat. Keylor handed the glass of water to her, at first cradling her hands making sure she had control over the glass. Seeing her shake , he took the glass as soon as she seemed content to give it away. Setting the glass on the coffee table, he then unwrapped the chocolate bar. He then broke off a small piece, just small enough to swallow with little chewing and offered it to her. "Eat this, it will give you a little extra energy quickly." He said offering the chocolate like some sort of survival communion. She gently took the chocolate from him and chew it a little before swallowing. She gave him another small smile and said, "Chocolate cures all." Keylor smiled back "And it tastes good too." He then sit down on the coffee table. Taking the glass and offering it again, he asked. "So counselor? All that time locked up, and you could not open your doors?" he asked wondering why she had not used her newly found telekinetic powers. She took the glass and took another drink her hands still shook a bit but her control was better. A slight tinge came to her cheeks as she brought the glass down to hold in her lap. Quietly she replied, "Glasses, plates of food and the odd pad or small object is all I seem to be able to manage." Keylor smiled, "Well apparently your telepathy has not suffered any." he chuckled figuring she had read his mind. He glanced down and realized her attire. Though Betazoids are not modest about there bodies, he could have found her stark naked, which if a passing crewman had happened by would have been the but of many rumors for weeks on end. Seeing the flush skin tone, he stood up and walked over to his bathroom. "Well you will have to develop those skills. You never know when we could use a lock pick on an away mission." he said gleefully. He disappeared in to the bathroom and emerged with a damp washrag. Walking up to Athena, he handed it to her. "Here this might feel good." She placed the washcloth on the back of her neck. She took another sip of water and then licked her lips finally getting them to become sufficiently damp. Shiver as the cool dampness from the wet cloth and the cool water seeped through and spread throughout her body. She looked over at the general and then realized that this was the first time she had been in his quarters. At the rate rumors about her seemed to fly through the ship she supposed she should get something done about her room. She took another swallow of water and then set the glass down on the coffee table. "I guess I should get to engineering and have them do something about my quarters," Athena said with a too bright smile as she tried to stand. She didn't manage to make it up on her first attempt or the second but on the third she made it to her feet. Athena closed her eyes as everything took a quick spin and a calming breath. She took the washrag from her neck and went to hand it to the general on her way out. However she didn't get much further than stumbling into his arms. "Oh, Sorry," she said as she looked up at him wide eyed and innocent. Keylor waved a hand. "Don't worry about engineering, I will let them know about your quarters." He said prepared to grab her if she fell. He reached over to the coffee table and picked up the chocolate bar and handed it to Athena. He caught her as she wobbled and fell in to him. "Nibble on the chocolate. In the mean time we should probably get you down to sickbay for a once over. If Dr Summers finds out you had this ordeal and did not report to sickbay, she will be extremely upset." He said he smiling. "And if engineering cant get your quarters squared away, May be our newst addition to the crew, LtCmdr Palmer would be so kind as to let you bunk with her until your quarters are repaired." He said. At the mention of sick bay Athena gave him a disgusted look but at the thought of putting a new crew member on the spot; she gave him a look of disbelief. She shook her head a bit as she nibbled on a small square of the chocolate. "I'm sure I can get it all worked out," she replied as she made a lees then graceful move toward to the door. "A proper dinner, a little more to drink and a little sleep and I'm sure everything will be better." She gave him an intense star as she thought {What does he really want to know}. Athena was almost to the door and ready to make her way to where ever she wanted to be even if she had to crawl there. Sick bay wasn't her favorite place before and after her last battery of testing that had gone on the last time she was at Bragg and her new ordered regular checkups she was reluctant to go there unless she was unconscious. Keylor noticed the displeased look Athena gave at the mention opf sickbay. He could sympathize with the feeling. But in this stat, several days of no food or water, the captain in him took over. He quickly caught up to her and gently held her arm. "Well let's just get you to sick bay and make sure you pass muster by their account. Once that is done, we can figure out where you will rest up." He said now helping her out of the door and in to the hall. "I will ask engineering to hurry the best thay can, maybe we can ask sickbay to do the same." He smiled. Athena didn't have the strength to argue and her body had quickly burned the chocolate she had consumed. She nodded and took a bit of a stumbling step. "Ah, General," She started, "I think I'm goin to need a little more help than I...." the rest of her words died off as the corridor began to swim before her eyes and her knees and legs didn't want to seem to hold her erect any longer. As Athena's legs started to buckle, Keylor could feel the entire weight of her body transfer through her arm. He now was desperately trying to keep her form planting her face in the floor. With a fell swoop he swung her body around, pivoting her weight on her failing legs and somehow grabbed her with both hands. He then tossed up the small frame and cradled her in his arms. Unable to tap his comm. badge for assistance from sickbay, he decided to carry her down to sick bay himself. {Well at least the good Doctor will have no complaint with me for bringing her down my self.} He thought as he started the 3 decks and several meters to sickbay. ===End Log=== Bgen Bretam Keylor Captain & Lt Athena Wellington Counselor