Meanwhile on Corinth, Omicron-74

[Doc Holliday]

"Corinth control, this is the medical ship Nightingale requesting clearance for mine field entry and docking permission," asked the commander of the modified Dromedary.
"Nightingale, this is Corinth control, please transmit your security code."
The code was then transmitted.
"Thank you, Nightingale," replied the controller, "do you have the cargo requested?"
"Affirmative, Corinth, I do," he replied.
"Proceed to and dock at Corinth and do be careful coming in," stated the controller.
"Thank you, Corinth," replied the Commander. He then changed to a private comm channel to dismiss his two escort ships.
"Captain Cook, Captain Maxwell, thank you for the escort," he said, "we'll be good from here."
"You are welcome, Commander," was the reply, "we will be at Lividia if needed." They then flew off and the Nightingale made it's way to Corinth Station where after a time, it docked.

Once moored, a medical team met them. The chief medical officer made a quick check of the patient who had been sedated for two days during his trip from Canaria. Noticing his wife watching over him, he spoke to her.
"Mrs. Holliday, I am Geoffroy Richards," he introduced, shaking her hand, "I will take care of the Ambassador from here. You are free to join us."
He then looked him over before moving him.
"How has he been?" he asked her.
"He been sleeping the whole way," she answered, "his signs are stable."
He nodded his approval. He then changed his I.V. bag and he wheeled him into the station and into a sick bay where he was given a more thorough look over.

"How he doing?" Midori asked.
"By what I'm hearing and seeing, he's doing much better from the report I received from Canaria Hospital," he answered. He then removed one of the bags that was dripping, leaving only the water bag. "I'm removing his sedative. He'll still be awhile waking up but he will. I'll leave him to his peace and you to watch him."
"Domo arigato, Dr. Richards," she replied with a smile.

Midori was tired but alert as she sat at her husband's side humming a soft tune. She then heard a soft knock on the door. Turning to see who it was, she saw two men. She smiled and waved them in.
She didn't recognize either of them as they joined her at his side.

"Mrs. Holliday, it is an honor to see you in person," began a well dressed man, "I am Sam Nichols, CEO of the Omicron Supply Incorporated and I've had the honor of working with your husband." He then motioned to the other man, "and this is Mr. Charles Burns, head of the Zoner Trading Consortium's security."
She stood up, still dressed in her kimono, and bowed to them, "It is honor to meet you both."
She then sat down.
"So how is he?" asked Charles.
"Doctor took him off his medicine so he wake up soon....hopefully," she answered. She then went silent, sighed and stated, "I thought I was going to lose him but he be OK they say."
"Well, Mrs. Holliday, the best medical staff in Sirius is here. John is in good hands here," stated Charles.
She then wagged a finger at both of them, "You better not work him too hard or I will beat you both up," she said jokingly.
With a chuckle, Sam promised to go easy on him.
To allow time for their friend, John Holliday, to come around, the parties present agreed to wait. They were satisfied knowing that he was finally present.

Midori was shown her quarters for the time she would be there. She took full advantage. She showered, changed and made herself look more official, dressing in a black and white kimono and carrying a fan. It would take four more hours but John Holliday finally awoke.
He was still very weak and only semi-alert as the sedative still hadn't fully worn off.
"I am hungry," he said weakly. He was then provided with a light meal. Satisfied, Dr. Richards removed his I.V. and with the help of Sam Nichols and Charles Burns, John Holliday was brought to his feet. Still not fully free of the sedative's influence, he was very wobbly and was twice caught from falling.

"How do you feel, Doc?" asked Dr. Richards.
"I feel drunk, Sir," he responded. There was some snickering to his answer. He then turned his look to his wife standing before him.
"Dahlin'," he said, "I see you are as beautiful as always." She kissed him in appreciation.

It was agreed that the talks would begin the next day to allow the Ambassador to collect himself. He was weak through all the proceedings but sufficient breaks were taken to help him out.

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