Dr. Affity glanced around, all her senses on full alert. She was now not only invisible but irrelevant, so that she could pass through people and things, but it was still scary to see your ship under control by foreign things you don't even recognize.

Celeste left the transporter room and headed directly (and I mean directly) to sickbay. As she arrived, she felt an echo of something... all of a sudden it came to her.

Fairchild! Yes, that's who! He's wounded.

Celeste clenched her fist again and all of a sudden Fairchild apeared on the sickbay bed. He was unconcious. Dr. Affity shot a glance at the doors to sickbay, which quickly shut unopenably. Then she became visible again. She grabbed a tricorder and ran it over him. He had an awful gash in his chest, phaser, setting 5, she thought. She took the anabolic protoplaser and sealed up the wound, then gave him a shot with a hypospray to stop infection and another to pull him out of comatose.

She heard a scudding at the door, and then banging, and was startled so she quickly returned to invisibility.

Jeph woke up.