USS Galileo :: Episode 04 - Exodus - Reunited
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Reunited

Posted on 14 Aug 2013 @ 11:22pm by Tarishiana Barel & Command Master Chief Markum Quinn

1,097 words; about a 5 minute read

Mission: Episode 04 - Exodus
Location: USS Galileo/Sickbay
Timeline: MD - 02 0930

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Markum entered Sickbay after his meeting in the science lab to have his scheduled prosthetic checkup. The facility was busier than usual on the account that they had survivors from the Borg attack on the Venture's Stardrive section. After spending the small amount of time that he did in the separated nacelle, he couldn't believe anyone was left alive.

He walked over to a station to find the usual nurse that did his check-ups. As he waited for a chance to get someone's attention he heard a voice that sounded familiar somehow. Markum shrugged his shoulders and turned his attention back to his original task. Then he heard a nurse say a name. Not just a name, but THE name The only name he cared about. Was it too much of a coincidence? He reached out with his mind and felt a presence, a presence he hadn't felt since......*Imzadi? IMZADI!?* He turned around and began to sprint thorough sickbay.

Tarishiana wasn't as worse for wear as many of the other people on the Venture had been. She was luck and more than a little relieved to be back on the Galileo. She had missed Markum more than she ever thought her heart could miss someone. Spending seven months on Betazed with get patents had been more than she could handle. All the while she had kept so many things from her Imzadi.

"I am fine. There are other people you can be worrying about. " The Betazoid said gently to the nurse that was monitoring her. She could tell by the look on the women's face that she was close to winning her freedom. "You will stay here for two more hours for observation, Tarishiana, or I will have to report you to the Captain." The smile on the nurses face warned that she wasn't kidding.

It was in that exact moment that she felt him... and heard him. Hopping off the table faster than she should in her condition she burst from the curtain. When her eyes meet Markum's tears threatened to fall as she rushed to his arms.

Markum ran to Tarishiana and began to tear up when he saw his Imzadi and.....He skidded to a sudden halt and grabbed her hands with his own. He looked at her, then down, then back up with glow about his face. "Imzadi? Tarish?? Are we?" He smiled broadly and wrapped his arms around the love of his life. Elated to see her, yet confused how she ended up on the Venture.


Tarishiana let out a laugh as she brushed the moisture from her eyes. I was so worried you would be upset with me...I have so much to tell you Her hands moved to either side of his face as she kissed him for the first time in months. "I am sorry" she whispered before grimacing in pain. She moved back to the biobed with obvious pain in her eyes. Along with the pain was amusement. "Even regenerated ribs still hurt when kicked baby... You heard the doc... six hours." She said softly towards her enlarged belly with a grin on her lips.

Markum helped her back to the bio bed. ONce she was situated he placed his head on her very pregnant belly and kissed it. *Hello little one.* "Daddy is here."

He then kissed the belly again and then came back up to look upon the face of his Imzadi. He placed a hand against her cheek. "How far along are we? Do you know what we're having? How is your mother? I gather she knows?"

"Oh she knows..." Tarishiana said with little amusement. "It is kinda hard to not notice that the disappointment you are yelling out is now the size of a small shuttle." She raised her hand to silence the concern she could feel coming from Markum at her last statement. For now, lets leave it at she is disappointed with me... She grinned as she grabbed his hand and move it next to her rib cage where the baby was kicking. "I have chosen NOT to find out what we were having until I at least told you about the baby...Baby is eight months one week...Surprise...you will be a daddy again in about six weeks." She grinned.

Markum's eyes widened as the bay kicked against his hand. "Holy Shhhh-ucks!" he exclaimed. "The kid kicks like a Klingon that lost a round of Five Card Stud."

"Hence the grimace..." Tarishiana replied with a playful recreation of the look she had had on her face when the kicking started. "He or She can come out any time now..."

Markum laughed and kissed Tarish again. "I can't believe we are going to have a baby. Wow, Markus will be thrilled! He has always wanted a younger sibling. I always told him to just buy a dog."

Well good thing you picked someone younger... A cheeky grin crossed her lips as the Betazoid laughed. Tarishiana reached out and gently touched Markum's cheek with her fingers. Motioning towards the new uniform, "So did our quarters move too or did you just leave Engineering while I was gone?"

"Yeah, I demoted myself basically. Gave up my Warrant Commission. With the robo-arm here it was too hard to make the manual dexterous manipulations to stay in Engineering. So the Skipper demoted me to Master Chief Petty Officer and made me the ship's Chief of the Boat."

=^=Chief Quinn, we have an issue in the science lab with Crewman Arti and Crewman Ozit.=^=

Quinn shook his head and kissed Tarish's forehead and then the belly once more. "Duty calls. I'll be back. Our quarters are in the same place and the access code is still set to open with your biometric signature."

He stood up and replied to his page. =^=Quinn here, I'm on my way.=^=

*Damn it's nice to have you home, Imzadi...both of you.*

She watched the man she love leave and was soon greeted by her nurse. "I am fine..." She started to protest. "You said an hour...I have 35 minutes left." She grinned as she laid back on the biobed. The nurses grin proved that she had won over the stubborn betazoid but Tarishiana didn't care. It felt better then she could have imagined being home. It was part of the reason she had given up her commission, home was where Markum was.

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MCPO Markum Quinn
CoB

and

Tarishiana Barel
Civilian - Science Corps Technician

 

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