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Deanna lay curled up on her bed where she didn't have the energy to move at all. She was exhausted and her entire body hurt. No part of her more than her head. Once again there had been an alien that targeted her specifically through her empathic abilities. That time had been worse than so many of the others to the point that she had been told to take multiple days off. Which she was glad for since it meant she could just lie in bed.
She was ignoring everything around her. It was the easiest way to cope with the pain.
And the feeling that she had her mind ripped open and left bare to the world. Which was a large part of her problem She felt as if there was no keeping anyone out of her head. She was doing everything in her power to keep them out but she just couldn't. It only made the pain worse.
There was a thump and the bed sipped down. Deanna cracked open one of her eyes to see her Espeon staring at her from the edge of the bed. Which was unusual. He normally was fairly standoffish. But he walked from the edge of the bed to where she was and lay down in the hollow her curled up body left at her stomach.
She didn't move, not wanting to risk him leaving. So she closed her eye again.
Then realized that all the emotions she had been feeling from the crew were gone. Completely. She was alone in her head. And then the pain started to fade too.
Espeon had used his own psychic abilities to block hers from the world. Which he hadn't done before.
She curled up a little tighter and hoped he could fell her gratefulness.