A new home and a fresh start.

Posted on Sunday April 4th, 2021 @ 8:58pm by Lieutenant Steven Edgeware

Mission: Jeepers Creepers 2: Creepers In Flight
Location: Deep Space Three arrival area
Timeline: Current

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Fear. No matter how they train you at the academy. For whatever scenario you could be faced with. Unless like the vulcans you can bury the emotion.For a human under the threat of an horrifying death.Fear will always come to the surface eventually.

It had all begun so simply. The vessel he was serving on had received a distress call. Apparently there had been an explosion on a mining colony. Near to where his vessel was patrolling. They had beamed down a rescue party. Ten minutes later a message came back.

“ =/\= There has been another accident. Your Chief Medical Officer has been injured. =/\=“

Without blinking an eye. Edgeware volunteered to head the next rescue team down. It was two seconds after solidifying on the colony's transporter pad. That Steven realised something was very wrong.

“ You the healer?” Hissed a Gorn holding a large knife.

“ Yes. What happened to Doctor Hendon? “ Steven asked.

“ He lost his head.” The Gorn said pointing to a far corner.

Steven saw what was laying in the corner and felt sickened.

“ We came here to help you. Why did you do that?” Steven

“ Never you mind. Fix our leader or your head will be joining his.” The Gorn hissed

So Steven agreed. Enough people had died. A large Gorn covered in blood lay on a table. A medic was trembling nearby. The Gorns had been busy with her face as punishment. For her inability to convince Hendon to help.

As Steven began he could see it was a losing battle. Their leader was too far gone. All Edgeware could do was play for time. The longer he could make them think. He was trying to save their leader. The longer his head would stay attached to his body.

The explosion and sounds of phaser fire made him jump. Their Gorn guards moved to kill Steven and the scared medic. But he held them off.

“ I'm trying to save his life! If you wish your leader to die. Then please remove our heads!” He yelled.

They both did as he said. Until the Gorns were felled by phaser fire. Steven then rushed to help the medic.

“ What about him?” She asked, pointing to the large Gorn on the table.

“” He died before I arrived. Let’s be fixing you up.” Steven told her.

It was later discovered that the Gorns had crash landed on the colony. Their leader had been injured in the crash. They forced the miners to send the SOS.

Doctor Hendon had been Steven’s mentor. He did not feel like staying on the vessel once she had docked. So he put in a transfer to Starfleet Medical. Asking for either a planet or space station posting.

That had been six months ago. Starfleet medical wanted to make sure. That Steven was physically and mentally fit to return to duty. After the events on his last vessel. This meant oodles of time in front of counsellors. Asking him to explain his feelings. To share what he felt inside.

Well Steven had something inside he wanted to share! If his mother and aunt did not keep going on at him about being single. He was going to run around his hometown of Ballybrack, Southern Ireland. Screaming blue murder until the Garda came and dragged him away. Plus if he heard the phrase.

“ If your father was still alive today!” Shouted by his mother.

Edgeware would start screaming and not stop. Until blood ran down both his ears. Which as a doctor he knew could physically be done.

Finally after six months of waiting. Steven was now sitting on a shuttle. On his way to Deep Space Three as her new Chief Medical Officer. The pilot alerted him they were near. Steven looked out in wonder as the station came into view. It hit him then that he would be in charge of the station crew's health. He closed his eyes and took a deep calming breath.

This was not the USS Pathfinder or Harmony bay. Lightning would not hit twice again for him. Edgeware had been through and out the other side. He could do this. Yes he could do this.

The doors opened and the tiny vessel entered. Like a small fish swimming into the open mawl of a basking shark. Slowly they came to a stop at an airlock. Pulling out a padd and thanking the pilot for a safe journey. He exited the shuttle.

Walking along with a spring in his step. He approached the officer in charge of the docking bay.

“ Hello. Doctor Steven Edgeware reporting for duty.” He said smiling


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Lieutenant Dr Steven Edgeware
Chief Medical Officer
Deep Space Three