EPISODE XLIX - CLAP, CLAP, CLAP, CLAP, DEEP IN THE HEART OF TEXAS
Nurse Yahbo leaned over the unmoving form of Lieutenant Scott, offering a obliging view of her ample bosom. Number Two stirred weakly as his eyes fluttered open.
"H-h-heaven.", he rasped, "I've died...and gone to heaven." And with that, he exhaled heavily and lay perfectly still. Numerous alarms sounded as Lt. Scott's pulse stopped. Nurse
Yahbo yelled for an orderly to bring a crash cart, as she keyed her com-link.
"Bridge, I have an emergency in sickbay." Mr. Schultz's eerily calm voice answered her. "What is the nature of your emergency, sickbay?"
She paused momentarily before answering. "Lt. Scott is dying."
Reed's strained voice came back to her. "Repeat, sick bay.", he demanded.
"He's dying, Commander."
"What can we do?", Reed asked urgently. "How can we help?!?"
She hesitated, considering the seriousness of what she was about to ask. "I need Dr. Egan."
