The hand that heals

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"Groups, yeah, good idea," John thought for a second, " I think basing them on location would be the most suitable. We should start with people in acute state, so those from medical bay should be the first on list. Then we can just work through decks, sending people to make-shift hospital in groups of, say, fifty. Fences will not be a problem, we use similar method on boarding procedure"

John took his communication device and started making an internal call to a crewman in charge. Yet, as an answer crackled, he hesitated for a few moments, then walked to the table and slid the device over to Jennet.

"It's your ship, captain. Welcome back to duty," he grinned.

Jennet looked blankly at the device. Then her eyes sparkled and she grabbed it almost frantically. Within seconds the room was filled with her voice sharply and precisely giving orders and commands to various parts of Hawaii.

John turned to Dr. Whitesun, "I will oversee the re-connection of both liners. People aboard Lightning will need means of getting to Hawaii's hospital as well."

"Ahem!" It was Andrew Ross, who had been silent and mostly motionless for a good while, "Erm, you mind, doc, if I go with you and, I don't know, like... give a hand in hospital, or try to, at least. I know a thing or two, and, ehm, I think I learn fast" He made his characteristic shrug.

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