CMO LtJG O'Connor

[Escape]

Things were becoming a blur, lost in the pain, noise and horror of the situation Rachel barely registered the creature striking the coolant tank on the warp core.

Crawling on her hands and knees the CMO screamed in agony and rolled onto her back in a corner by the doors. One of the maintenance closets along the side of the room became her safe place as she tore the pant legs of her uniform exposing to her horror the top of her son's head. He was blue and limp as he more or less fell into her arms.

Completely oblivious to the world around her with tears now soaking her face, she sucked the mucous off Blake's face and gently began infant CPR. "Oh NO!! Blake you've not even LIVED yet!! You can't leave! Breathe PLEASE!!" She pleaded with the child as she continued CPR, the old technique which saved millions of lives over the years, it couldn't fail her now; the experienced trauma surgeon wouldn't dream of it.

After what seemed like an eternity, the baby's color changed... he was now the most wonderful color to his mother, a beautiful and warm pink seconds later a small cry filled the small room as Blake O'Connor released his first breath in the form of a wonderful ear piercing cry.

"Don't... worry..." Rachel held her newborn son against her chest, "They won't get you."

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MO Ensign Jadinya Tan, MD, Valdivian Station DS-808/USS Trinity NCC-74809

Matthew McCauley
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