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2374; "The Regal 'Accident'"

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Apr. 2nd, 2006 | 08:19 pm
posted by: theodonnells in en_fanfic

This is a fanfic about the shuttle accident that Colleen's parents were involved in, told from their perspective.

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from: theodonnells
date: Apr. 2nd, 2006 11:30 pm (UTC)

Patrick couldn’t make it to the front of the shuttle in time to buckle up. The shuttle came in hot, crashing into the red Martian dirt at an enormous velocity and crumpling in the front as the shielding gave way under the impact. Patrick tried to jump on top of Erin to protect her, but the impact sent him soaring, airborne, into the back of the shuttle. When the impact was over and the acceleration of the shuttle was no longer supporting his already severely damaged body, he flew forward and hit his seat in the front. He was unconscious before he even impacted into the bow of the shuttle.

Erin had stayed in her seat thanks to the safety restraint, and had successfully protected her head with her hands. But the impact had shaken her too violently for her to remain conscious. Neither one of them could alert the authorities as to what had happened, but as soon as Station 10 tracked their shuttle’s position, they sent a rescue team.

The team arrived within minutes of the impact, and approached the shuttle carefully, wary of a plasma explosion that could result from such a violent impact. They weren’t sure whether they would find survivors or not…they pulled out their tricorders from a distance and made sure no explosives were there. They were detecting one very faint life sign, and another that was quite strong.

“Station 10, this is Commander Patei. We’ve located two life signs; beam them both directly to a medical transport ship,” the commander of the rescue team said, knowing that there was a medical transport ship docked at Station 10 and ready to leave at any time.

Erin and Patrick were transported directly to the ship’s sickbay, and then taken at impulse 10 to StarMed in San Francisco, Earth. Erin awoke along the way, and frantically demanded to see Patrick.

“Mrs. O’Donnell, he’s in another wing, receiving emergency treatment. The doctors are working very hard right now, and we can’t allow you to see him,” the doctor responded.

The doctor’s answer wasn’t good enough for Erin.
“I want to see him, *now*!” she screamed at the doctor. “He wasn’t wearing a safety restraint when we impacted!”

“We know,” the doctor responded calmly. “You can see him as soon as they’re finished.” It was normal for a patient to be frantic about her lover so soon after a crash such as this. “Please, the best way you can help your husband now is to *calm down*.”

Erin nodded, attempting to calm herself. She breathed deeply, and let out the breath slowly. Once she had collected herself, she asked, “How bad are his injuries?”

“I don’t know at this point what his status is. When we found you both he was definitely the more injured of the two of you.” The doctor sat on the side of the bed, and said, sympathetically, “Mrs. O’Donnell…when he was beamed here he was barely alive. My colleagues are doing everything we can. But you have to be prepared for the possibility that—”

“Oh, my God,” Erin whispered, interrupting her. Her eyes were brimming with tears. She couldn’t lose him, she would just die if she lost him…

The doctor took her hand, and gave her a kind smile, attempting to reassure her.
“We have seen, and cured, cases worse than this,” she told her, even though she could probably count those cases on her fingers, they numbered so few.

Erin nodded, trying very hard not to break down.
“Do you…do you know what his injuries were, specifically?” she asked. She knew something about Starfleet medicine, and she wanted to know exactly what she should be prepared to see.

“I don’t, not specifically. I’ll find out for you as soon as they’re done working,” the doctor told her softly. “You, on the other hand, sustained a compound fracture to your wrist, and a few lacerations.” They had healed those completely, and it was doubtful that Erin would even notice, given how upset she was about Patrick.

“How did I escape without anything more serious?” she asked, trying not to think about Patrick in the emergency treatment wing of the transport ship.

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