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 Title: No Quick Cure
Author: Cait N.
Series: VOY
Codes: EMH, Celes Tal; drabble
Rating: G
Feedback: Gladly welcome at: caitn at mindspring dot com

   Author's Note: Written for a livejournal challenge at voyager_week.

   - - - - - - - - - - - "No Quick Cure" copyright February 2005 by Cait N.

   "Your equipment is wrong!"

   The EMH waited while she went through another round of sneezes.  Six
that time.  "I assure you, Crewman, that my equipment is in fine working
order."

   Crewman Celes Tal shook her head.  "I've got a cold.  A plain and simple
cold." She made snuffling noises.  "See?  I've even got the sniffles." She
looked at him imploringly.  "Can't you give me a hypo or something?"

   The EMH heaved a deep sigh.  "You _are_ pregnant, and the only cure is
labor.  But not for another three and a half months."
   Tal opened her mouth to speak...  and sneezed.