Sleeping Handsome by Raederle Schala McDermot
	Once upon a time there was a doctor. And he was a great guy. He was a genius and very cute and very charming. In fact, many people on the space station Deep Space Nine couldn't figure out why he was almost always single. The only problem would be this tendency that he had of being put into eternal comas by Q and Lethians. Anyway, he was lying in the infirmary sleeping away and all of King Sisko's horses and men (suppose Odo could count as a horse if he wanted to be one) couldn't figure out how to get past a patch of Talerian roses that Quark bought for a sale that fell through. One day the fair Princess Melora wheeled up to the rose bushes and shot them with her phaser. Then she wheeled up to the olive-skinned doctor and kissed him on the lips. That lasted for about five minutes. Well, needless to say, he woke up. "If feel as though I've slept for days." he said in his sweet British accent, stretching. "I swear you guys are helpless." Melora said, playing with Bashir's hair. "All you had to do was give him a reason to wake up."