BY: THE BEVSTER
CODES: STNG, P/Cish but indirectly, 1/1
RATING: PG
ARCHIVE:  Sure, if you like, but keep my name attached.
FEEDBACK:  [email protected]

Author's Note: For Krusher175 who suggested this one!  Thanks HBBB!!  Oh,
and Brenda?  This one's for YOU TOO because I KNOW you read them even
though you CLAIM not to like them! BIG KISS!  All the best!

Summary:  More POVs from the others in P & C's lives.

THE LAB COAT

Ahhhhhhhhhhh!  She has such nice shoulders!  And thank Caduceus she doesn't
have that heavy tricorder in my pocket this morning!  It just stretches me
out of shape completely!  Well, there is that hypospray in the left pocket,
but that's not NEARLY as weighty.  Lets my tails flap without hindrance.  I
love that!  Floating along down the corridor at a brisk pace, flapping in
the breeze!

I don't mind the PADDs, those are lightweight and I find out a lot from
them.  Found out Lt. Powell was pregnant even before the doctor noticed!
Found out that the captain had that little problem with his brain too.
Found out that large Commander Riker needs to go on a diet or exercise some
more!  But then that's not really a surprise!

Ah, yes, Sickbay running at its usual peak of efficiency!  I love...what!?
What is THAT??  <sigh>  You know, I used to like the bald guy, I did.  But
if he squeezes and wrinkles me ONE MORE TIME...<sigh>.

I don't have a clue how she puts up with this.  I don't know how she gets
anything DONE anymore.  He's ALWAYS down here.  And I know she JUST LEFT
HIM not twenty minutes ago.  I was THERE!  I was lying on that chair in his
bedroom WATCHING them!  And it's not like I had a choice!  First he rips me
off her back, then he throws me on the floor in the living room.  I don't
really mind being placed carefully over the back of a chair, but this
tearing me off her body has got to end!  Fortunately, in some moment of
clarity, she actually picked me up and put me across the back of the chair,
but it was IN THE BEDROOM!  I had to WATCH THAT!!!

How am I supposed to keep those bodily fluids off her uniform if I'm not
even ON her!?  And can we TALK about bodily fluids here?  What is the
matter with him?  Does he think this ship is simply his own private
bedroom?  They're EVERYWHERE!  Last week...I'm sorry, I still get a bit
upset when I think about this...last week, after he unceremoniously tore me
from her back, she...<sniff>...she actually...I'm sorry...<sniff, deep
breath>...she actually LEFT ME IN ENGINEERING!  Thrown at the foot of the
warp core!  I was so embarrassed!

That nice young man in Engineering found me there, crying, the next
morning.  He was very kind and gently folded me over his arm and put me
back in her office, but I was just...I was MORTIFIED that she could simply
forget me like that!  Tossed aside!  Like so much useless fabric on the
waste pile of her sex life!!

Medically speaking, I don't believe it's good to have THAT MUCH SEX!  And
I'm concerned about her!  I think she may have a concussion, and the
bruising is horrible.  If they don't stop this soon, she's going to have
permanent brain damage!  I am seriously concerned that one of them will
break a bone, do something that isn't easily mended with a protoplaster,
end up in sickbay on life support as a vegetable, drooling and mumbling!

I know his artificial heart must be ready to explode with all this added
"activity," and the increased rate it has to work.  He might want to have
Dr. Selar check that for him soon.  I would recommend Dr. Crusher, but,
well...that would just end the same way it ALWAYS ends and she'll have
another three bruises, as well as a deeper concussion, the biobed will be
pissed off and probably injured as well, and I'll be on the sickbay floor
in shreds!

I wonder if Dr. Selar needs a new lab coat!

<shakes her head>