Jessica, Adam and Jean
Jessi Hanson sneezed. SHe was paler than usual.
"Jess, I think you should go to the infirmary," Adam said, before sneezing himself.
"Only if you go with me," Jess said, looking grim. They headed down their.
"Dr. Summers?" Jess said, as she knocked tentatively.
"Oh, Jessica, do come in," Jean smiled. "It's Adam, right?" he nodded.
"Mrs. Summers, we're not feeling well. I think we may have the alien flu that's been going around," she said, sneezing again.
"Oh dear," Jean said. "Okay, undress, and put on these gowns," she said, handing them the paper pajamas, and you go into that examination room, and you into that one," she said, pointing. "I'll call Dr. McCoy, and we'll look you over." Jean called Hank telepathically, and he came down to check out Adam, using the list of symptoms they had gotten off the YIRAAS site.
"It's affirmative," Jean said, "you both have the flu. We're going to have to quarantine you for now, and notify YIRAAS. THey might have developed some sort of treatment for it. IN the meantime, we don't want anybody else with alien blood getting sick," she said. Jess nodded, and Jean led the two of them to empty beds inthe med bay.
"Well," Adam said. "Let's look at the bright side. At least we're here together."
"Yeah," Jess said, yawning. SHe quickly fell asleep.