Learning to Dance

to hear from you.”
“We’ve got your location, Commander. The Panther is
sending a ship to pick you up, they’ll be there any minute.
Is Ensign Taz with you?”
“Yes, and she needs immediate medical attention. A bite
from a venomous snake – it’s bad, she’s been feverish since
last night.”
“There’s a doctor on board the Panther’s ship. She’ll be
in good hands.”
“Thanks, Tripp,” said Up. “I owe you one.”
“I’m just glad we found you, Up.”
Up returned to Taz, and carefully lifted her head, spilling
a little water, the last from his bottle, into her mouth. She
opened her eyes as he gently brushed her hair back from her
face.
“It’s going to be okay, Taz,” he said. “We’re going
home.”