Star Trek Reader Inserts

Wesley Crusher

You had gotten an alert that you needed I beam down to the planet the Enterprise was exploring,
immediately. There apparently had been some sort of crash. One thing you were hoping, that your boyfriend Wesley, wasn't hurt.

When you got to the scene, it wasn't good. Mini fires were still being out out. Almost immediately, you found what you had been dreading. Wesley was hurt.

"Wes," you say bending down over him. "Wes wake up." He slowly begins to move.

"Y/N?" He asks. His voice was hoarse and his breath was short.

"Wes, don't move. Your very hurt." You tell him trying to keep yourself from panicking.

"My...lungs....hurt." He gasped, having a coughing fit in between. He spit on the ground, but it wasn't saliva, it was blood.

"Oh my God. DOCTOR!!" You yell. Doctor Crusher rushed over as soon as she saw who it was.

"Oh my God, Wes.," she mumbled. A nurse came over with a stretcher. You and Doctor Crusher slowly lifted him onto the stretcher.

"Y/L/N, to transporter room 5. Beam us up, it's an emergency." You say into your com. The transporter rooms lights blinded your eyes for a few seconds.

"C'mon, he has to go to sickbay. Fast" Doctor Crusher said anxiously. You all rushed off.

**two days later**

Wesley was starting to heal. You had barely ever left his side. The first time he woke up he barely remembered. In his sleep, he will mutter 'I love you Y/N'.