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Child of Vulcan
"Captain," Tuvok said, "I am picking up a ship on long-range sensors. It appears to be in distress."
Janeway stood up and approached the viewscreen. "On screen." A ship appeared on the screen. It was badly damaged and was not moving. Janeway turned towards Tuvok. "Do you pick up any other ship in the vicinity?"
Tuvok worked over his station. He looked up and said, "No, I do not."
Janeway turned away. She looked at the ship and asked, "Is anyone on board?"
Tuvok pressed a couple of buttons before looking up and saying, "I am unable
"Then take us in. And, Mr. Tuvok, keep an eye out for who ever attack these people. I don't want to be taken unaware."
Three shafts of light shimmered into existence on the ruined deck. When they coalesced, they pulled out their palm lights and switched them on. Tuvok pulled out his tricorder and scanned all around himself. Chakotay turned to Tuvok and said "Well, which corridor do we go."
Tuvok pointed down the companionway, "That way approximately twenty meters."
He looked at Ensign Paris as they started walking and said, "Are you getting anything."
Paris nodded, "No sir."
Chakotay tapped his communicator and said, "Away Team to Voyager."
"Voyager here," the voice of Captain Janeway Voyager's captain issued from the communicator.
"We are on the ship and on our way, " Chakotay said.
They began walking, ducking under fallen conduits and stepping over the debris. After a few minutes of walking they came to a cross section.
They stopped while Tuvok consulted his readings, "We will be turning left here," Tuvok said. They turned left and continued walking. They kept walking until they ran into some debris that was blocking the passage way.
"There is something on the other side, " Paris said.
"Are there any survivors?" Chakotay asked.
Paris took readings with his tricorder and then shook and said, "Sorry Commander. There aren't. They are all dead."
Chakotay turned to Tuvok and said, "Get into their ship board computer. I want a list of all the people supposed to be on board. The least that we can do is to be able to tell their family's what happened to them."
"Yes sir," Tuvok said. He turned and walked down the corridor to a panel in the wall. He began tapping on the panel, and after a few minutes, he returned. "According to the ship manifest there should be two hundred and fifteen people on board."
"According," Paris interjected, "to scans there are only two hundred and ten bodies on board."
"So where are the missing people?" Chakotay asked. "If they aren't here, could they have left the ship?"
"Sorry Commander, I have accounted for all of the escape pods and the shuttles," Tuvok responded.
"All right," Chakotay said. "Let's go back to Voyager." He tapped his communicator and said, "Away Team to Voyager. Three to beam back to Voyager."