Chapter 84: Ryan and the Doc

Ryan strolled into sickbay with a joyful grin on his face as he always loved to find excuses to see his lovely wife and this time she'd called for him. He walked straight up behind his wife who was reviewing some blood samples for a patient.

"You wanted to see me Doc?" he said with a playful grin.

The jovial voice at her neck was a bit of a start due to the foul mood she was in. Putting down her work, she spun around, slapped him hard across the face and then pointed to a chair.

"Sit down!"

He grabbed his face. "What the hell was that for?"

"Sit down!" she ordered her husband.

He complied. "Okay, okay. What's the matter?"

She pulled open his coveralls and pulled them down to his waist so she could get at the bandage on his arm. "I had to read in Benson's duty log that she was called down to engineering to stitch up a seven-inch gash in your arm that you got from swinging on a line over the engine during a battle."