the nurses’ station during the evening shift. “Like shit! What do you think?” he glared at her with a look of disdain. “Are you one of those earth women?” “You must not remember much from yesterday. I am Dr. Laura Mason. Yes, I was taken from the planet Earth. Look Lars, we can do this the easy way or the hard way. Not one Theron doctor will see you because they all want you dead. I am the only person on this planet who is willing to help you. I saw to your care and set your leg myself yesterday. It wasn’t pretty and you should be glad you were asleep. Now, if there’s anything you want to say, the only person who will listen to you is me. What is it going to be?” she said in her sternest doctor voice that she reserved only for noncompliant patients. Making her way to the cabinet, she grabbed an amber vial of pain relieving medicine and pulled a large amount into the syringe. She could assume from the color of his aura erupting in waves concentrated just above the break in his leg that he was in an enormous amount of pain. Because he could hardly move or adjust his position to make himself more comfortable, being restrained to the bed was not helping his condition at all. “You set my leg?” he asked with a grunt. A look of disbelief crossed his face as if he were questioning just how it was possible for this tiny little woman to set his broken leg. “How did you do it?” How could she possibly explain this to someone like him? She shook her head to focus on her patient, not her conflicting feelings of hatred. “I sedated you heavily. Then laid down on your bed with your leg over my chest and put my foot in your crotch moving aside the parts that got in the way. I pulled your leg with all the strength I could muster. I will definitely say it wasn’t my finest hour, but once I heard the pop of the bone fitting itself back into place it was downhill from there. I had to do set it by myself so I had to figure out a way I could physically manage it. Once the bone was set, I injected some of that magic healing medicine you guys have on this planet into several areas of your upper thigh muscle. Let’s just say, I wasn’t too gentle about it. Dr. Zane said that the brace you are wearing will help to keep it immobilized for a day or two and that your leg should heal quickly once set.” Lars looked impressed. “I need to see Commander Zeb immediately. I have important information for him. Can you arrange for him to come meet me?” He grimaced as he spoke. The voice in her earpiece started to come to life and she repeated what they said to her verbatim. “I do not have the authority to call Commander Zeb. I would have to get permission to do that. In order to get approval, you will have to give me some information they would deem worthy of his time.” She looked at his facial expressions and if she cared even a tiny bit about what he was feeling she would have offered him some pain medicine at that moment, “Are you feeling pain? I can give you something for that if you wish when I am done speaking with you, of course.” She took the syringe out of her pocket eyed it playfully to let him know that she had something of value then put it back into her pocket with a cold stare in his direction. “I could really use something for the pain. My leg is killing me,” he said as he watched her reach into her uniform coat pocket. This time she plucked the side of the syringe to remove the tiny air bubbles. Once they all accumulated at the top, she pressed down on the plunger and a bit of the excess medicine shot out. Skillfully recapping the needle she put it back into her pocket and tapped the fabric of her coat dramatically adding, “If you want this pain medicine you will cooperate with me.” He glared at her giving her a look filled with hatred, “So, you are going to tease me with drugs are you? What do you want to know?” He turned his head in the direction of the mirror and said, “I know they