The Day On Which Time Stood Still

Posted on 25 Jul 2012 @ 10:50am by Lieutenant JG Drusilla McCarthy

694 words; about a 3 minute read

Less than 48hours before current events - Sickbay
(Drusilla is still in a coma)


There's something pressing down on my chest, I can't breath...I'm being pulled under! My hands are like glue by my sides, as I try to struggle to raise back to the surface. I can hear the voices, calling my name but every time I try to open my lips, no words emerge, the lips refused to move and help vocalise my feelings.

There's one voice I keep latching onto, where all the rest are strangers to me, this one voice is like a beacon through my darkness. She talks in her typical soft tones, the same voice which accompanied the smiles she always had ready when she was on my presence.

My memory is throw back to the first time we met, the day with my missing pip. Noone could have known at the point, what was to come after. I was still so young and so nieve, focused on the fact that I'd just left a ship which I called home for so long, my eyes not yet open to what the future held. Did you know than what was going to happen?

Than there was the next two times, the times in which our friendship grew. When I struggled you were a friend to a woman who couldn't find her feet. You dried my tears when I cried and held me close when I needed comfort.

And than there was that faithful night. I'd gone for a walk in the gardens with Ayden, I knew after my talk that something might happen, the romance was in the air but it was never you that I imagined it would happen with.

When you found me in the garden, I had never felt a warmth flood through me as I did when I saw your face. Your sparkling green eyes, matched with your lips which lifted with a smile. As we walked amongst the flowers, I remember thinking that their beauty was rivaled by you. But still, despite my thoughts I continued to be nieve to how I felt about you.

When you moved in for the kiss, I remember feeling startled and scared, it's only now that I recongnise the reasons for what they really were...I was afraid to mess up, scared that I'd end up doing something wrong and loose you.

It was that night we spent together, the night where everything felt so right but yet I still felt scared. You took the time to gently encourage me, to teach me that there was nothing wrong with what was happening. There was nothing wrong to experience the feelings I had inside of me, to act out the desires I tried to bottle up.

I remember just watching you sleep. The steady raise and fall of your chest as you let sleep engulf your mind and body. Even though you were always relaxed around me there was something different when you were in the depths of sleep. It took all of my willpower to not reach out and tenderly brush my fingers across your cheek, wanting to feel your skin under my touch, to kiss those lips which would still be so sleepy.

I think that it was that night that it happened, something awoke inside of me which I wasn't able to put any name against....All I knew was I never wanted this to end, I never wanted to live a life without you in it. But part of me was also scared, it all seemed to be happening so fast, it made me feel I needed to pull back, to keep my feelings to myself.

Look where that has left me....Lying on a soft surface, surrounded by stranger's voices but holding onto yours. I ache to open my eyes and see you once more....I ache to open my lips and hear me speak your name...but most of all I ache to tell you the truth....that life's too delicate and precious to stop yourself telling people how you feel...Telling you the truth...

I love you Lirha....I love you....

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