Star Trek: Terra Alpha

Jon's eyes fluttered open, still slightly swollen and sensitive to light from the attack. His body was sore all over, he could barely move and he felt like there were a million pins and needles in his skin, even though all the shards were removed. He groaned and tried to sit up a little. The cool white and blue light of the Compound's medical center was a somewhat more welcome sight. He half worried that Bartyn had captured him and Isabella.

"Isa... Bella... where... is she?" Jon's voice croaked, dry from the tube that was in his mouth earlier.

"She's resting." a nurse said calmly. "Lay down Mister President, you're still recovering. You'll pull your stitches."

"Stitches? What is this? The dark ages?" Jon said as he reached a shaky hand out for the cup of water, which the nurse took away from his finger tips and held up to his lips.

"Yes, you had a few torn ligaments and muscles, had to repair those, it'll take a couple days for them to repair enough for you to walk, but for now... stay in bed." The nurse said and glanced at the door.

"You're both lucky to be alive Mister President." Dr. Vogel said and pulled a stray strand of her long black hair behind her ear. "I confess both of you almost died on the table more than once."

"I need to see my wife... " Jon said firmly. "Roll me to her if you have to."

"We can do that, there should be room next to her bed, now that you're no longer on a respirator." Dr. Vogel said and motioned to the nurse to undock the biobed from the wall and activate the hover lifts. "I... am sad to say, the baby... didn't survive. She took too much damage to her abdomen. I wish we could have helped more, Dr. Singh tried his best. But he was the miracle worker in saving her life, I never trained to heal augments like her."

"Well, perhaps we may have to add that to the cirricuulum for doctors from now on. Augments are here, get used to it." Jon said with a half smile and winced. "You're right... I should lay down..."

It took a few minutes to move Jon next to Bella's bio bed, she was still sedated yet only lightly.

"Vogel, I told you..." Singh said with a sigh. "Of course, I never could stop a husband from seeing his wife. Good to see you awake Jon." he pressed a hypospray to Bella's neck. "She'll be up in a few moments, I wanted her to rest a little longer but... I may sedate the both of you after you've caught up..."

The shadow of three Jase'dasis darkened the door. Rebecca stepped forward and pulled back her hood. "How are they doctor?"

"They're past the worst of it, now it's just recovery. Both physical and mental. They were hurt by a man who had the same face as her father. And they lost a baby..." Helena said softly. "That is never easy to recover from... but they are strong, although I am worried about the President's leg, almost had to amputate it, he may never walk normally, might need a cane or a brace for the rest of his life. As will the former President. I'm recommending she stay in a hover chair for a while, between her internal injuries and the others, she's going to need to some serious rehab after this. Of course, as stubborn as she is, I can see her fighting and be back to what passes for normal for her in no time."

Rebecca nodded, and the other Jase'dasis, tall imposing Cardassians, took up sentry positions at the door their hands on their klidens.

Rebecca reached out with the ijulna, and with it erased Jon's pain temporarily. She wasn't trained to be a healer only basic first aide, which alrea6had been done. "Hello, Jon."

"Admiral." Jon said with a nod of his head. "The smiling face of a redhead is always welcome. Forgive me if I don't do much more than lay here like a sack of potatoes." he held onto Bella's hand and sighed. "Bloody Bartyn... blew up our house. I do hope your people have found him."

"I brought two to watch over you, but I have not been charged with seeking out Bartyn."

"Then I'm pretty sure my in laws are searching." Jon said and tried to sit up but gave up. "I'm pretty sure after nearly getting blown up, Malcolm is acting President, but if you need my okay to do something, I'm pretty sure I can still do that."

"I am watching you," she said. "Both of you. The Secret Service is clearly not up to the job. This is the not the first time our enemies have gotten way too close to actually killing our president."

"I know... I am beginning to wonder if perhaps we need to create a more secure living solution, although then again... is anywhere truly secure from the Ajem'dasis?" Jon mused.

“Jon,” Bella inquired her voice just above a whisper. The sound of voice had pulled her from a dreamless sleep. The last thing she remembered was the feeling of searing heat.

Prehaps it had been just a dream.

The truth revealed itself as Bella shifted slight on the narrow bed. Pain running through her body and the flesh on the left side of her face pulling tight as she grimaced.

“Jon,” She said again pain in her voice and fear.