SIM:Fenelli/If You Massage Mine I'll Massasge Your's

((Corridor))

Johnathan walked from the meeting and asked the computer for directions to Ensign Fenelli's room. The computer guided him along the corridor until he reached the desired location.::

((Fenelli's Quarters))

Johnathan rang the signal at her door::

PIKE: It's Dr. Pike... I am here to check up on your progress.

Mary sat up from her bed, and rolled her eyes.::

oO Who could that be? Oo

Mary took a deep breath, and exhaled.::

FENELLI: Come in..

Johnathan stepped in through the doorway and looked at his patient. She sat there with a depressed look on her face::

oO Where is Zinna when you need her? Just like a woman, always late.Oo

PIKE: You'll be right as rain in no time! ::Pike smiled::

Mary glared at the overly happy doctor.::

oO I'm not in the mood...Oo

FENELLI: Rain, sounds great! ::Mary began to mumble.:: How depressing...rain.

Mary gave the doctor “the hairy eyeball” as he starred at her with a grin on his face.::

Not sure what to make of the situation, Johnathan just began his checkup. He pulled back Mary's covers and examined her legs.::

John then took a small metal rod an lightly scraped it across her foot::

PIKE: Can you feel that?

Mary starred at him.::

FENELLI: No... I can't.

oO Boy, I wish I had a feather with me. Then I could tickle my foot, and it wouldn't tickle.Oo

FENELLI: Doctor... Don't you think if my legs were paralyzed, I wouldn't be able to feel anything? ::Mary paused for a second before continuing.:: Just an idea...

Johnathan pursed his lips at Mary::

PIKE: Well I have to see if there is any improvement in your condition.

Mary pursed her lips right back at the doctor, mimicking him.::

FENELLI: Yes..there has been a change. Help me up, and I will preform tricks... because we all know that paralysis is like a cold...goes away quick!

Mary raises her arm and motions the doctor to take hold of it.::

Johnathan rolls his eyes::

oOWhere is Zinna? That no good shrink?Oo

John sighs and points at her. Clearly he is agitated.::

PIKE: Roll over on to your stomach. I will help you.

FENELLI: By your command ::Mary made a robotic voice and rolled over.::

John examined her spinal injury and took some readings with his tricorder::

FENELLI: While your at it, mind massaging my back?

Mary turned her head slightly upward to see the doctors face.::

John raised his eyebrow::

PIKE: I hardly think that would be professional.

FENELLI: But my back hurts.

Mary mimicked the tricorder.::

FENELLI: Beep...Beep...Beep

oOWhy is he so grumpy. He has the bedside manner of the EMH mark 1.Oo

FENELLI: How about, if you massage mine, I will massage yours?

John abruptly closed the tricorder::

PIKE: That's enough! That's entirely inappropriate.

He looked down at his readings.::

PIKE: Be glad, your condition should only last another week. In the mean time I will have the engineer create leg braces that will enable you to walk and as your strength returns the devices will grow less and less powerful requiring you to use more of your leg strength.

FENELLI: :: Now emotionally distraught:: Inappropriate? My back is in pain, you are supposed to help me with pain. And you are so darn grumpy! And if I do get better in a week or so, it will be no thanks to you. You didn't even come to my aid until now, I might as well have come up with my own treatment!

Mary's eyes overflowed with tears, and the spilled down her soft, white cheeks.::

PIKE: I operated on you! I saved your life! And on top of that I had to go to a planet that swallows you up and catch bodies hanging in mid-air, not to mention watching some die!

Johnathan secured his tricorder and curtly nodded at the Ensign.::

PIKE: Good day. :: he said with disdain::

Johnathan stormed out of the room::

TBC by Fenelli

Mary sighed.::

oO And he calls himself a doctor.Oo

FENELLI: Doctor, quack is more like it.

oO Well, what do I do now?Oo

Mary sat and thought about the “bionic legs” she was going to get soon.::

oO I wonder if Zucchini, Linna...ah...Zinna is going to come.::

Just then, the door bell wrung.::

oO Doctor Pike coming back for more criticism, or is this the legendary counselor?

FENELLI: Come in...

ZINNA: reply

TBC

A joint post by:

Dr. Johnathan Pike, Ensign

Medical Officer

USS Atlantis

NCC-74682

Ensign Mary Fenelli

Communications/Operations Officer

USS Atlantis

NCC-74682