Free Enterprise  -  Back To Work! - Chapter 32


Later on that night Captain Tyr received the following text message via computer from Lt. Commander Kori, the Insurrection's CMO:

“Captain Tyr Anasazi and Commander Tamara McPhearson medically cleared for duty as of Alpha Shift tomorrow.”


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“Welcome back, Captain, Commander.” Lt. Commander Gilgamesh said as Tyr and Tamara stepped off the lift and on to the bridge.

“Thank you.” Tamara said with a slight smile. Tyr just nodded. Kori also present, scowled at the two of them.

** Tyr, behave. ** Tamara thought, seeing her consort frown as if he wanted to sneeze. She knew that meant he wanted to bust out laughing.

“I'll be in my Ready Room.” Tyr announced. He headed to the doors and disappeared inside. Tamara sat in the central seat and sighed.

Kori cast another look at her and left. Apparently she had put both Tyr and Tamara into the same dog house. They would just have to wait until she simmered down. If ever.


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“Tyr, Tyr, Tyr. If you were 15 years old, I would understand such juvenile behavior. . . . . . But, you are how old?” Khan asked, by way of greeting his Captain. Of course, the entire ship had heard about the “incident” by now.

“Does it matter?” Tyr snapped back.

“She was well within her right as the Chief Medical Officer of this ship, to access your quarters.” Khan countered.

“As I was well within my rights to do what I did.” Tyr countered again.

“What if you were dying or dead? The sole purpose of her so-called intrusion was to determine your condition and render assistance, not to be nosy. I think you need to make amends.” Khan replied. In response, Tyr gave him a look that could strip the paint from the bulkheads.

“After all, she does wield the power to put your butt back together after you've broken it. Apparently, Nietzscheans still have not mastered the art of not busting themselves up.” Khan continued.

“I will consider it.” Tyr replied, ignoring the dig. He assumed his favorite position and stared out of the window at the stars.

“Well, think fast. We Katay have an old saying: Doctors not only know how to heal you, but know how to kill you too.” Khan said. “Kori won't be able to kill you like a normal Human being, but she would certainly cook up something that would lay you low for a couple of days. And it will be both undetectable and untraceable” Khan said.

Tyr turned and looked at Khan with such a horrified expression, the Katay nearly laughed at him. Instead, he merely pulled back his whiskers showing his mirth.

“And don't you believe that myth that Klingons don't get embarrassed for one minute. They may not be quite as fierce as us, but they are a force to be reckoned with once riled up.” Khan continued.

“What . . . . . ?” Tyr asked.

“Get her some flowers, apologize, and call it a day.” Khan said, in response to Tyr's unasked query.

“Wonderful!” Tyr thought to himself and sighed.