this way. When she was brought aboard the Theron mother ship and dumped into a room of very unsettled women, she had hours to come up with several unflattering conclusions about the Theron warrior race as a whole. She held on to these feelings until Ceran did the unexpected and got her a job working with Zane and Jeeka in the ship’s sickbay. Overall, living with a man she didn’t know was not an easy transition for her. She never actually developed the social skills for dating and communicating with men, because of the way that her life was on her home planet and her young age. Now, however, she was essentially mated to one, with no choice or input of her own.
But, she was lucky. Ceran was a good man. He respected her wishes and did not push her too far. He was just like her in a way. Being recently made the youngest captain in the fleet; he was a phenomenon as well. Like her, he also lacked the social skills required to engage a woman and this made this situation as awkward for him as it was for her. They currently slept in separate rooms of his house and on the ship she took the sofa, never sharing a bed with him. He assured her that he would not push her to do anything she didn’t want to do until she was entirely comfortable with the idea of being his mate. She wanted something from him though, something that even she could not identify.
Her communicator crackled to life as Zane’s voice could be heard calling for all medical staff to gather at the emergency entrance. The victims of the accident would be there momentarily. She got up and brushed the dried grass from the back of her uniform and made her way to the hospital to see to her duties. What a day, she thought to herself. At the rally point, Zane pulled Laura aside and spoke to her privately. “You look like you need some rest so I am reluctant to ask this of you. Lars is among the injured in the crash site along with an older Theron warrior. I have called Zeb to report as soon as possible to deal with the situation. However, as much I don’t think he deserves this, Lars must be given medical treatment. His leg has been broken and needs to be set. Given that all the warriors on this planet want him dead, I see no other alternative than for you to be assigned to his care.”
“Yes, sir.” She looked over to the stretcher and saw a familiar face. “You found her! Emma!” She reached out and touched her friend and felt her hand recoil from her friend’s heated brow. Emma was burning up with fever. If Laura had to guess, it was close to 105 o F maybe more. “Zane, you have to allow me to care for Emma first. She is burning up. Humans cannot sustain temperatures like this for long. Being the only human medical doctor in this hospital, I insist on this. Besides, waiting few hours to set a bone certainly won’t kill Lars.”
“Okay, let’s get her stable then.” Zane grabbed hold of the other side of the hover stretcher and brought Emma to the closest examination room.
Laura found it odd that the people of Theron did not succumb to fevers and infection like humans. She found it hard to believe that they didn’t even know how to treat a fever. After packing her friend's body in ice and stabilizing her temperature to an acceptable degree, Emma was transferred to a private room in the hospital and resting comfortably with Brylon at her side. Laura now had no other excuse to delay seeing her other patient. She reluctantly left her friend in the hands of her mate Brylon and the very capable nursing staff on this floor, and made her way to where Lars was being held.
On her way out, she was happy to see Jeeka waiting at the nurses’ station near Emma’s room. Jeeka took her hands and said, “I will help you restrain Lars, and then you can complete your assessment and treat the patient. I am recommending that you make sure that he is properly sedated. Zane would never forgive me if any harm came to you, and I know that Ceran would kill me personally,”