<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">Sahara walked through the doors of the Sickbay, looking at Makari.  Tosh was following them supposedly, but she would never actually turn around to look.  She would get caught looking at the other man, which would put her in an interesting, albeit cute situation.  "So, what do you propose is causing these?" she asked, looking at the Second in Command.   She paused for a moment, knowing that the way she had worded her question, made things seem rather off.  "I meant, rather, what do you think is causing the chronitons to react the way they are?  Are there any ideas?"<br/><br/>She wanted to get a chance to go back into her Sickbay, settle down and just ponder over these things for a long while.  She knew that no medical answer would possibly be arriving overnight, but she was going to try her hardest to make sure that some sort of miracle happened.  The lives of everyone that was on this ship depended on it.  She would not lose another crew member to this...whatever this was.  Two was enough, at least for now.<br/><br/>"Here you go, Lieutenant Tosh," she said with a smile.  "Computer, access to the master list of those who are unfit for duty."  When the words left her mouth, it was a few short seconds before the list generated itself.  On it, were the names of many people, mostly those that had been deemed too young, or too old to work.  The Communications Officer was on it, and so was someone else from another department...Engineering, she believed.</span>