Journal Entry- Doctor's and their Oath

I spoke with Dr. Narheen a length. Perhaps we have come to an agreement. As much as I hate to be dependant on her, we both know that I am. If she proves to be trustworthy, she may yet live. The doctor does have some benevolent ideas to help the Zabrak race. Perhaps through genetic engineering, the problems Scarlet is having because of her birth on her home planet, and its radiation, may be eliminated. While that is all well and good, it is not a concern of mine now. I want Scarlet safe. I want Meela safe. If that requires putting Meela into stasis and growing her rapidly in an incubator, then so be it. Deomo must be made to understand. Undoubtedly this will be difficult. He does not trust me, and I am sure does not trust this stranger of a doctor. Scarlet will have to tell him. I will only enrage him as I always seem to do.

The plans will be in my hands by nightfall for the lab. Hopefully, my…contacts will have located the other equipment the doctor requested. Scarlet fell asleep on my ship, exhausted from the short jaunt to the spaceport. After speaking with Dr. Narheen at some length, I escorted her back to my quarters and secured the hatch. I went to check on Scarlet. She laid there sleeping a peaceful sleep. No, I am not selfish enough to wake her. *smiled* I sat on the bed next to her’s and watched. I wonder if this is what she does to me when I sleep. I watched her chest heave with each slow, even breath. It is clear why she likes doing this to me. Sitting here sharing this peaceful moment with her…It has been too long for us. I miss this time. Reluctantly I returned to my bridge and set a course for Dantooine to take her back to the temple to sleep. I placed her lightly at the foot of the bed as she hates to be in a bed or on any furniture. I touched her shoulder lightly as I left…I thought of reaching for Meela, to hug her goodnight…but no, it is not my place to do so. She has a father…and I am not it. *slight despair*