First Contact.

I do not own any of the characters and I am not making any money from this.

Summary: The crew land on a new planet, unaware that they haven't had their first contact yet. But, their technology seems too advanced for them.

Chapter one.

Trip stared at the stars.

When camping he'd look at the stars and wondered, how many there were, what it would be like to be up there.

He always felt so peaceful when looking into space. He realized how far they've traveled. He wondered, what next?...

Trip was sitting back in his chair next to his desk in engineering, scrolling down the list of repairs still to be done. Didn't this ship understand what, off duty meant?

Just then Archer walked in. He'd been looking for Trip, and wasn't really surprised to find him working even though he didn't have to for another hour.

"Trip. What are you doing?"

"Sitting at my desk reading. You?"

"You're working?"

"Manifolds need to be purged."

"Can't Hess do that?"

"She's sorting out a com link on C deck."

"It's your time off duty."

"And I'm free to spend it.."

"Purging impulse manifolds?...Anyway, I also came to tell you, that there will be an away mission in 3 hours, I was hoping you would come."

"Why do you need an engineer?"

"You haven't been on a mission for ages Trip, thought you might like to enjoy one."

Trip pulled a face, trying to make a decision. "Where?"

"Just to a planets surface, we're hoping to contact a new species."

"Mmmmmmmmm"

"Normal temperature."

Trip couldn't help smile at that. "Alright."

"So, what about these impulse manifolds?"

"It's a job which has to be done."

"Ok, but I was hoping we could spend some time together."

"In which case you could hand me that pad and run an analysis whilst I'm doing it."

Archer rolled his eyes. "Is that an order?"

"Sort of."

"What?"

Now it was Trip's turn to roll his eyes.

"Ok." Insisted John. "But I hear they have one Peacan pie left in the mess hall."

"So what do you want to drink." Asked Trip leaping to his feet and rushing Archer out to the mess hall.

Trip, Captain Archer, Hoshi and Rostov landed in shuttle pod one.

"Perfect landing as usual." Commented Trip as he gently planted the shuttle onto the planet's surface.

"mmmmmm, felt a bump."

"A bump!"

"Sorry." Said Hoshi stepping outside.

"Hey you know that that doesn't count right.." Said Trip stepping out after her, He was soon joined by the others.

"Ok, Trip you go with Hoshi, Rostov you're with me, meet back here at 1700. Got that?" Asked Archer. They all nodded." Good,Now remember, they may have technology but we're still ahead of them, don't tell them anything whoch could change their culture. Also, we don't know how many Aliens they've dealt with before so, try to be polite please." Again his words were followed by nods. He knew he could probebly skip giving them the whole lecture, they were a great crew, the best in Starfleet. But, he didn't want to ruin it. Another contact was another stride!

Archer and Rostov were making their way around. It was a lovly green planet, with patches of blue here and there whoch supriced them at first! The smell was pleasent, he couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he was sure it reminded him of something. They heard a rustling from behind. They turned to see a man, who looked similar to human, except his nose was an odd shape and he had these markings running down the centre of his face. His eyes were wide open and his mouth hungas though he wassilently screaming.

"Hello.." Started John, but the man screamed and ran out of sight.

"Maybe I should havebrought Hoshi."

Rostov looked slightly disappointed at that.

"As well..." said John, receiving a smile from Rostov.

A sound could be heard round the corner. It sounded like a bird, but louder, and croaky.

"I'll go take a look." Said Rostov. Eager to see some new wildlife.

"I'll be here if you need me." Shouted John. He didn't even hear the footsteps approaching. Then his world went blank.