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Please don't sue me.
Tuesday March 3rd 1998. 10:15 pm. Sunnydale California.
Captain Jonathan Archer watched the transporter platform on board the Enterprise fade away to nothing, and their destination slowly replace it.
As soon as the transport was complete he was already moving. Turning out of habit to ensure his two companions had arrived safely with him.
Lieutenant Malcolm Reed was already moving across the small urban park, only a few meters, but far enough to quickly get an idea if they'd been spotted no doubt.
Commander T'pol ignored the surroundings, at least in all outward appearance. She was already consulting the tricorder. Adjusting the small hand held scanner as she moved to stand next to him.
"Captain, this park appears to be some sort of recreational area" she commented absently, looking towards a swing-set and other related structures.
He smiled "It's called a playground".
She said nothing for a moment as she focused on the device "An impressive level of quantum energy is being generated. The tricorder is having difficulty trying to determine anything beyond the source of said energy".
"Meaning what?" he asked.
"At this time i cannot determine any life signs. I suggest we should try to...blend in" she replied.
Archer smiled and turned to his Tactical Officer "Malcom, anything?" he asked as the short Brit moved back towards them.
"It's pretty dead out here sir, i don't think we were spotted" he replied "Though it seems a little too quiet".
Jon nodded "I feel it too. Wary and anxious".
T'pol regarded both men with analytical eyes "The emotions you are experiencing could be nothing more than the current situation. Both the Enterprise and Columbia are severely damaged, trapped in the past and somehow alien technology has been either acquired or given to the United States Government, contrary to documented history. If i were human, i would likely experience the same".
Both men smiled at her as she spoke. She raised an eyebrow upon noticing their amusement "As i said. If, i was human".
Jon chuckled "Right. So, what now T'pol. Any idea of where this quantum signature is being generated from?".
The short Vulcan Science officer nodded "I managed to narrow the signal enough, the energy is being generated from a structure point four kilometers to the north, north west. The readings are unlike anything i have encountered".
Jon nodded "Okay, lets make this quick, we check this place out. See if we can get access and gather better data then return to the enterprise".
Without waiting for a response he turned and started walking. Though his every sense was on full alert. Something about this town put him completely on edge. And after seven years of service on the Enterprise, he knew better than to ignore his instincts.
Tuesday March 3rd, 10:15 pm. Colorado Springs. Cheyenne Mountain.
Deep inside Cheyenne mountain, twenty seven levels below the lowest level of NORAD, three beams of white light appeared within a small broom closet. Quickly coalescing into three figures dressed in Air force Uniforms.
Captain Erika Hernandez adjusted her hopefully accurate Air force Colonels uniform, and checked for her concealed Phase pistol and communicator out of habit.
She hated the transporters, but the location of the strange Neutrino signature required their use. Besides, using the shuttle to reach the planet would have been a dead give away to their presence.
She turned slightly, noting the presence of both her Science Officer Lieutenant Commander Kalil el-Rashad, a tall man of Iraqi heritage. Dressed in the uniform of an Airforce Major. She smirked as she watched him adjust the uniform slightly.
"It itches" he whispered.
"Stop, anyone sees you doing that and our cover is blown" replied her chief of security Lieutenant Kiona Thayer. Dressed up in a Captains uniform.
Erika nodded "Shes right Kal" she whispered. "And you Ki, no talking. I'm pretty sure the US Airforce didn't include french speaking Canadians".
Kiona rolled her eyes, then made an exaggerated motion of zipping her lips.
Erika shook her head "Deep inside a secure twentieth century military facility, and my command staff is making jokes. Somethings never change" she muttered.
Kalil squeezed forward, his tricorder in hand "The signal is not far from here, fifty two meters east and six meters down" he said "And no, before you ask, this is the best location to beam in, based off the schematics of this facility we managed to acquire when I gained access to the Department of Defense Computers" he finished haughtily.
"Wasn't going to say a word Commander...Major" Erika quickly corrected..
"Life signs?" Kiona asked, absently adjusting the knee length skirt as she spoke.
He checked the tricorder "Eleven life signs. Two on this level. Twenty meters away, both stationary at one meter apart. Nine are on the level below us. Twenty six meters or so. Some kind of control room i think".
Erika nodded "Alright. First things first. Are you sure you can scan their security panels and then program these access cards?" she asked, fingering the plastic card attached to her jacket.
Kal nodded "Piece of cake. I'll have us into every room on this base if you wanted".
Kiona huffed "I don't know why you didn't just get the access codes from the D.O.D. Computers before we beamed down".
Kalil raised his eyebrow in a very Vulcan like fashion "Those codes weren't on the D.O.D. Computers Lieutenant. This facility is completely separate. Far more secure. And with the damage to the Columbia's computers, we could have been detected".
Erika silenced them both with a wave of her hand "Enough. We have a mission to accomplish. Now let's see if we can find out what's generating a stable wormhole".
"Then what?" Kiona asked instantly.
"And then hope it gives us an option on how to get home" Erika replied as she opened the door and stepped out.