He woke up a little creaky. The only thing that worked right away was his eyes, and even those were a bit fuzzy, but he was able to glance around and see the familiar, sterile walls of the hibernation hold. It was reassuring to wake up where he expected to be, and the row of green lights on the wall opposite him was reassuring as well. No red, a few yellows, but that was to be expected too. Nothing immediately theatening.
Then he realized that he was resting on the pad beneath him rather than being held against it by the straps. That _was_ unexpected. Surely it was just a lingering effect of the drugs, surely. But then a figure dressed in white stepped into view. His vision was still fuzzy, but the blue blur on the shoulder was right for the mission patch, and the red hair meant Pat. That was expected, the medic was supposed to be the first one out, and he would be second. But she was walking, trying not to trip over the locker hatches and whatnot on the wall which had never been intended to be a floor, where there should be no gravity.
He waved feebly, pleased that his arm was cooperating, and she stepped over. She paused to check the readout beside the tube, then opened the clear cover. "Joseph!" she said. "How are you feeling?"
"Like I slept too long in one position," he grated out, then coughed.
She nodded, dividing her attention between him and the medical readouts. "That's normal. Not much fun, but normal. The gravity probably didn't help matters, though."
"Yes. Where the devil is that coming from?"
She shrugged. "Beats me. My job is to keep you guys alive. Life support is stable, and the gravity has been around for a while -- my straps were loose and there's a permanent dent in my foam pad. Since it's not an immediate threat, I thought I'd concentrate on my job and let you figure out what's going on later."
He nodded. "I suppose we're lucky that the tubes didn't end up on the ceiling. Now, when can I get out of here and up to the bridge?"
She consulted the readout one last time. "You're good to go, Captain. Although you're not going much of anywhere until you get limbered up. Without zero gee, you're going to have to walk to the bridge." She held out her arms and he leaned forward into them, groaning as she helped him out of the hibernation tube. She managed to get him sitting on the edge and made sure he wasn't going to fall over, then slowly made a round of the other half-dozen tubes while he tried to convince his knees that they should bend.