Operation: April

The prison doc stammered.  "Doctor Brisk, it will be your responsibility if you operate.  I will not have anything to do with this; my hands are cleared of this whole matter."

Tabatha wanted to bite his head off.  Some doctor, but every field had its bad seeds.  As they rolled April out an anti-grav stretcher, she began to assemble what she would need to perform the operation.

"I'll need a nurse I can trust," she said and tapped her com-badge, rushing out of April's cell, following them down the corridor.  "Brisk to Arcadia.  Put me through to sickbay.  Hurry."

=/\= "Sickbay." =/\=

Tabatha recognized the voice as Betty's.  Good.  "Betty, beam to my coordinates.  The captain needs an operation.  Bring the following supplies...."

Tabatha rattled off a short list.  The prison hospital, if stocked appropriately, should have most of everything, but she would need a few extra essentials for an operation such as this.  Arcadia's encounters with the Borg had made her somewhat of an expert on the Borg from a medical standpoint.  That knowledge might save Captain April's life.  She just hoped it wasn't too late.  Not only would she not forgive herself, Jenna might not forgive her either, if she came back to find April died right after she left.