Ambassador Soval analyzed the controversial paternity test. He was so flabbergasted with the presented results that he could hardly believe the truth: the man and woman whom sat before him were his children. Soval shifted his head to the right, and glanced through the see through window. The young man and woman, approximately 56.5 Terran years old, were socializing with Captain Archer.
Soval silently reminisced the previous day's happenings. He had been previously traveling on the Enterprise. The vessel was supposed to rendezvous with an Andorran Cargo Ship. However, an unfortunate attack from the Klingons had rendered the Enterprise off course. The officers had almost considered traveling through a nebula. Thankfully, the other Enterprise had intervened in time.
T'Pol had proposed the odd occurrence had been the result of a censor reflection. However, after the other Enterprise had intervened, the previous presented hypothesis was disregarded. Soval recalled the vivid memory…
Ensign Sato spoke aloud. "Captain, we are being hailed!" She addressed her superior firmly, yet with some weariness lurking in the back of her voice. Captain Archer nodded his head at her response. A visual image was presented on the screen. "Captain Archer," a voice exclaimed, "pull your vessel over immediately." A mysterious figure glanced at him. Captain Archer observed the man. He possessed Vulcan like characteristics: specifically his ears and emotionless demeanor. However, his blond hair and blue eyes were clearly not human.
Two similar looking hominids were standing behind him. The other young man possessed predominately Vulcan characteristics: pointed ears, slanted eyebrows, and dark brown eyes. His sister, on the other hand, had stunning dark green eyes, curled eyebrows, and pointed ears. Both adults possessed curly brown hair. Captain Archer was perplexed by their physical appearance. Soval, however, interrupted before he could speak. "And who may you be?" He said extremely formally. Some sarcasm leaked into his voice.
"I will reiterate myself, Captain Archer. Pull over now." The young Vulcanoid hissed to the older man. The screen then went blank.
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Captain Archer, Sub-Commander T'Pol, and Ambassador Soval waited atr the hanger. Captain Archer and Sub-Commander T'Pol possessed an element of curiosity about their saviors. Ambassador Soval looked highly disgruntled. The awkward silence that held stiff in the air did nothing to help the matter.
Captain Archer was about to break the silence when his cousin, Dr. Sara Archer, walked down the hallway. "Jonathan, why has Enterprise stopped? I hope the Klingons didn't damage our engines." Captain Archer starred blankly at her for a moment. Sara had joined the Enterprise crew after they had returned from the Delta Expanse.
"If the Klingons had ruptured our engines doctor, do you not believe this vessel would be obliterated, or at the least be under tactical alert?" Soval exclaimed haughtily. Sara smiled at him. "Aren't you just ray of sunshine, Ambassador."? Captain Archer looked between the two people. "Ambassador, this is…" Soval interrupted him. "I am well acquainted with Doctor Archer, captain." Sara looked over to Soval, "How have been feeling, Ambassador?" She said so ever politely. "I am satisfactory." He exclaimed with a monotone voice. Soval knew Sara had quite a dark sense of humor, and did not like where this conversation was going. "Are you sure?" She said with some false concern. "Because you had quite the 'fever' last time I saw you?" Soval turned bright green. He was mortified. They had mutually agreed never to speak of what had occurred between them that one night in San Francisco.
Captain Archer looked over to his Sub-Commander. She had a green flush on her cheeks, and yet she looked highly amused. "I hope everything is all right …" The Captain addressed the group. Soval flashed his head back. "We are all satisfactory." Sara laughed out loud. "That sounds almost like an emotion." She whispered under her breath.
The hanger doors opened. Five people exited a shuttle pod. "Hello." The blond Vulcanoid exclaimed allowed. "My name is Lorain, captain of Enterprise." Soval and T'Pol both raised an eyebrow at the strange Vulcanoid. "In all do respect, … we would like some answers." Captain Archer stated rather firmly. Lorain nodded his head in respect. "Of course." He then motioned to his crew. "This is Keira Archer and Hona. I am not even going to bother pronouncing Hona's last name. It is considered to be … unpronounceable by human standards." He looked over to Soval like he was sharing some kind of inside joke. " These are my top science officers." He then looked to his fellow officer. "This is Sovalson. He is my chief physician." Lorain further explained. Sovalson bowed his head in respect. The last visitor appeared to be a guard. However, Lorain refrained from introducing him.
Lorain then walked past the captain. He proceeded to lead himself to Captain Archer's ready room. "Ok, that was weird." Sara blurted out. "I am going to leave now." She turned to leave, but then looked back at the ambassador. " You are illogical." He blurted out. Sara smiled and then whispered into his ear: "Take care Ambassador, and hopefully we won't see each again in seven years."
She then attempted to speed off before he could respond. However, the young man from behind stopped her. "Doctor Archer, we require your presence." Sovalson spoke aloud. Sara turned around and involuntarily grimaced. "Of course." She gave him a polite fake smile. The group moved to Captain Archer's ready room.
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"You can't take Enterprise into the nebula." Lorain stated firmly to the group. "How do you know that?" Captain Archer replied hastily. "Because you have already tried." Lorain replied back. Ambassador Soval raised an eyebrow.
For the next hour, the group attempted to process the controversial information. The previous Enterprise had been thrown into the past nearly fifty-seven point three years. Their descendants had been forced to maintain the ship. Ambassador Soval had remained quiet during the discussion. While humans had claimed to prove time travel, he had always remained spectacle of the results.
Soval occasionally interrupted with a question. "If the Enterprise was able to pass through the nebula, why didn't the ship simply reverse its course?" He stated his assumption as if it was a simple, yet suitable deduction. Hona spoke aloud to the group: "T'Pol eventually determined Enterprise could only travel one way through the Nebula."
Soval shifted his head to give the young woman his full attention. "And yet you managed to reside among Enterprise for 57. 3 years? I am not an aeronautical specialist. However, even I can deduce this vessel was clearly not designed to function for that long."
Hona smiled to the ambassador. "You have not changed at all father." There was an awkward silence among the officers. Sara narrowed her eyebrows at the woman's statement. Soval frowned at her remark: "Excuse me." Hona and Sovalson both looked highly amused.
Sovalson then spoke aloud. "Enterprise made alliances with other species. You traded for new technologies, and were able to obtain ample supplies." T'Pol shook her head. "The hall was never designed to last that long." Lorain chuckled at his mother. Keira made a statement: "We should go to sick bay. Phlox can confirm our identities."
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Phlox was running the schematics. "They would appear to be who they claim to be." Phlox motioned to the captain. "This here …" he motioned to the genetics on the screen. "She would appear to be your granddaughter." Phlox spoke onward. "She possesses genes from a species I have never seen before in my life."
Phlox then moved on to the next order of business. "I have compared Hona's and Sovalson's genetic profiles to that of your own Ambassador. " Phlox changed the genetic profile chart. Two new profiles appeared on the screen. "These genetics could have only come from you." Soval looked at the board suspiciously. He raised his hand to point to the wall. "The genes… there human." Phlox shook his head. "Well, … there is a very fine reason for that. They got them from their mother."
Soval narrowed his eyes at his statement. "That is impossible." Denial sprang into his voice. "Vulcans and Humans have never been able to reproduce." A queasy feeling entered Sara's stomach. She did not like his tone of voice; especially after what they had shared that one night. "Who is their mother?" She inquired before she could stop herself.
Phlox looked at her rather oddly. He then smiled in her direction: "It would appear you are doctor." There was a rather awkward silence. "What?" Sara whispered. " I said you are their mother." Phlox reiterated himself. Sara turned pale. She then reluctantly glanced over to Soval. He had completely suppressed his emotions. That could not be good.
"Now, … onto Lorain's genetic profile…" Captain Archer interrupted Phlox. "Wait," he paused, "are you saying those kids in there are Sara's and …" He then pointed for dramatic effect. "His?" Sara nodded her head: "Congratulations John, you are an uncle."
Captain Archer walked over to the detox chamber. He then opened the window and turned on the communicator section. Ambassador Soval analyzed the controversial paternity test. He was so flabbergasted with the presented results that he could hardly believe the truth: the man and woman whom sat before him were his children. Soval shifted his head to the right, and glanced through the see through window. The young man and woman, approximately 56.7 Terran years old, were now socializing with Captain Archer.
Sara stood in the distance. She placed her hand on her abdomen as fear spread through her body. It had been nearly two months since that night … She knew she should be happy to be 'reunited' with her children. However, only anxiety surrounded her. Sara turned to Phlox. She waited for Soval and the others to be far enough away. "Doctor," … she stuttered out, " how old are Sovalson and Hona?" Phlox looked over to her. He then spoke: " I cannot come up with an exact birth date. However, based off their genetic profile, they are both roughly fifty-six years and seven months old."
Sara nodded her head and then looked up. "Both?" Phlox smiled to her. "They are fraternal twins." She shook her head. "Is something wrong?" Phlox asked her. Sara looked up: "No, I am fine. Thank you, Doctor." Sara then walked across the floor. Hona and Sovalson had exited the detox chamber. They immediately stopped talking to the captain the moment they saw their mother.
"Mother." Sovalson nodded his head. Sara gave him a light smile as a tear dropped from her eye. She pulled him into a hug. Sara then pulled away and scanned her son. "Gosh, you look exactly like your father." Sovalson raised an eyebrow in amusement. She got the distinct feeling she had told him this before. "Mom," Hona said from a side. She pulled her into another hug.
Sovalson brushed the tear of her cheek. "Mother, we need your help." Sara narrowed her eyes and shook her head. "Of course." Sovalson addressed her firmly: "The Klingons have captured some of our crew members. They are currently being held prisoner on Kronos. We need you and Mrs. Sato to translate a potential negotiation from English to Klingon."
Sara nodded her head. Sara had to admit something personal to herself: she was worried. Everything was happening so fast. However, when she looked into her son's dark brown eyes she knew everything was going to be ok.
