Seven hours later, when Scott had finished prepping his Battlenaut, he headed to the medicenter for one last visit with Donna before Oberon.
Unfortunately, the medicenter was crazier than usual when he arrived. There were dozens of Diamondbacks standing in a line that snaked down the corridor, all waiting to get their inoculations of the firewall virus counteragent.
Marching past the waiting Diamondbacks, Scott zipped into the medicenter and made a beeline for Donna's bed. Beauchamp and Tourmal, who were giving the crew their shots, looked up when he passed...then returned their full attention to the bare biceps they were injecting.
At least they'd pulled a curtain around Donna's bed. The room was still noisy, but Scott had a modicum of privacy for his visit.
Standing beside Donna's
