"I cannot believe zis!" began Paul
"What is it?" asked Alistair as he started transferring some data to a PADD.
"E iz leaving me behind!"
"Who is leaving you behind Paul?" said Alistair getting frustrated.
"Captain Wallace. Im and most of ze crew are out on some perilous mission an I ave not bin tol nosing about anysing!"
"Paul, is it really surprising? Your not on the discovery anymore, your not the one that the crew look to to depend on anymore. If this mission truly is as perilous as I think it's going to be however, your better off staying right here."
"I tell you. It'z ever since zose marines and zat banshee squad showed up. What ever appened to good ol everyday Starfleet officers doing ze dirty work?"
"Paul, in most of Starfleet, people like that do do the dirty work.. all the time! Your history in starfleet has seen you on a ship with no means of back up and only the crew it had to survive with. If you ask me, thats no normal circumstance, which is why you probably feel a bit left out now."
"I am not used to zis at all. Zis iz not right, not right at all! I know everysing about ze Son'a! Ze irogen and ze Jem'adar! I have studied every scrap of information about em in ze case zat zis situation may appen! If you ask me, Captain Wallace is making an uge mistake leavin me beind."
"Maybe that's what you think, but he seems to have other things in mind for you" said Alistair giving Paul the PADD he had been downloading too. "When the shooting starts, your to report here to the infirmary.... Dr. Deveraux" he said barely able to contain himself.
"Doctor? What does e sink e is playin at?! I am no physician! I need to be out zere kicking ze asses of our enemiez!"
Alistair quietly snuck out of the infirmary and left Paul complaining to himself.