As he stood in the hallway awaiting an answer, a noise from behind caught Gunny's attention. Daigan had collapsed and appeared to be having a seizure. "Oh fuck me!" Gunny was a blur of motion as the curse escaped his lips. His fist slammed down onto the force field control before the kid shook himself into it and ran for the cell. "Kid! Daigan! Can you hear me?!" The only response was a choked gurgling. "Hold on kid. We'll get you to the doc."<br/><br/>The door to the brig slid open as he carried the kid out. Boots pounded and crewmen moved as Gunny's massive form came charging down the hall. Daigan seemed so frail in his arms and it was unnerving how clearly his boyishness was now. How didn't I notice? Gunny mentally scolded himself for being so oblivious. "Hang on Daigan!"<br/><br/>The door to the medical bay almost didn't open in time for Gunny to get through and he had to turn aside to avoid hitting Daigan's head on the doorframe. Only a crewman was within. "God dammit! Where's the damn doctor?"<br/><br/>The patched up soldier went wide-eyed as Gunny stormed in and yelled. "Uhh… Uhh… Th- The captain wanted him in his quarters I think. Uhm, sir."<br/><br/>"Well, if you're wrong I'll gut you!" The threat was barely finished when he left the infirmary.<br/><br/>The captain's quarterscame up in a rush and he entered quickly. "I don't know what's wrong with him Cap." Gunny knocked a myriad of items off of the desk and laid Daigan down on it. "He just started tweaking out. Doc, what do I do?"