Another chapter. I'm going on camp this weekend so I won't be able to post this weekend! Paramounts property, I'm just having fun! Thank you so much for all your lovely reviews. For some clarity, Captain Tucker is the Mirror Trip, Trip is 'our Trip'. Our T'Pol is just T'Pol, mirror T'Pol is T'Pol!


MIRROR UNIVERSE, ENTERPRISE, CAPTAIN'S MESS

T'Pol was staring at herself. Well, not herself, the T'Pol of this universe. Trip was sitting next to her, eating his dinner silently. Captain Tucker had promised to join them but Commander Reed had asked for his assistance with a disobeying prisoner so he would come later. The T'Pol with the long hair was pricking in her salad, staring at her fork. Once or twice she had looked up and then looked down immediately. She hadn't said a word.

'Well, it's taking Cap'n Tucker a long time.' Said Trip, trying to start a conversation. In sickbay Doctor Cutler had treated their injuries, Reed had explained that Phlox had been killed in an 'accident'. Doctor Cutler had been very rude, especially against T'Pol. She was nothing like Ensign Cutler who was always warm and friendly.

'Indeed. Is it true that in your universe, Vulcans and Humans work together?' Asked T'Pol.

'Yes.' Answered T'Pol.

'That is very hard to imagine.' Said T'Pol.

T'Pol looked at T'Pol and noticed she had a greenish bruise on her cheek. She wondered if she could ask what had happened. Just then Captain Tucker came in. He slumped down on the chair next to T'Pol and sighed.

'Trouble again with one of the prisoners.' Groaned Tucker and grabbed the cup of tea T'Pol offered him. 'Thanks hon. Sorry for letting you wait. Hope the food is agreeable.'

'It's fine.' Said Trip, a little bit scared of himself. Wait, that was strange.

'It is good, thank you.' Said T'Pol and took a sip from her water. Captain Tucker stopped grinning and stood up.

T'Pol grabbed his hand, pleading him to sit down but Tucker slapped her hand away .

'Did I ask you to talk, woman? Now, you're on my ship let's make some rules clear. Vulcan's don't talk unless I give you permission. You just nod or shake your head. Is that understood?' Growled Tucker.

'Hey, relax!' Said Trip.

'Protecting your slave?' Snarled Tucker.

'No, my friend and my colleague.' Said Trip and stood up, facing him.

'Colleague? So Vulcans and Humans work together?' Laughed Tucker. 'That's a good joke, don't you think so, hon?' He looked at T'Pol who stared at the floor, she didn't dare to look up.

'It's no joke.' Hissed Trip angrily. 'C'mon T'Pol, we're finished with dinner.'

T'Pol stood up and together they left the captain's mess. T'Pol stared at T'Pol but T'Pol only stared back, helplessly.


Trip and T'Pol were walking through the corridors to the quarters Reed had showed them before dinner.

'That was awful.' Said Trip. T'Pol didn't respond, sunken in thoughts.

'T'Pol?'

'Yes, commander?'

'He was acting stupid. It's just.. scary to see yourself doing such things. We have to find a way to get back to our own universe.'

'I agree.'

Trip punched in the codes, still angry about dinner and Captain Tuckers behavior. T'Pol sat down on the bunk and Trip sat down next to her. 'I'm sorry about how he yelled at you.'

'Trip.. it's illogical to apologize for his behavior.' Said T'Pol and put her hand on his shoulder. They looked at each other and Trip smiled softly and grabbed her hand.

'Okay, I.. He just had no right to treat you like that.' Said Trip.

After T'Pol had showered and then Trip they decided to go to sleep but then discovered there was only one bed. The two of them got already in an argument about where they would sleep.

'I'll sleep on the floor.' Argued Trip.

'I can sleep on the floor, I'm Vulcan and much stronger.' Said T'Pol.

'No! My momma taught me always to give the lady the comfortable place and I'm not going to ignore right that. Now get on the bunk and sleep, stubborn lady.' Said Trip.

'That is illogical.' Said T'Pol.

'I don't care.'

'We'll share the bed.' Said T'Pol finally.

Trip was already tired of the day and arguing with her so he didn't protest and the two of them shared the bunk. T'Pol fell asleep as soon as she closed her eyes but Trip couldn't sleep. He stared at the ceiling, wondering if Enterprise was already searching for them.

T'Pol, next to him, shifted closer to him and laid her head on his chest. Trip smiled. He stroked her soft hair, thinking about T'Pol's longer hair. She looked good with long hair, but he still preferred her short hair. T'Pol murmured something in her sleep and snuggled closer.


Trip woke up around 5 in the morning. T'Pol was still sleeping and Trip decided not to wake her up. She looked like she needed the sleep. He wanted to explore the ship and talk to Captain Tucker. He slipped out of bed and dressed himself in the civilian clothing he found in the closet. Then he left, leaving T'Pol sleeping.

This Enterprise was almost identical, except for the people. Trip recognized Ensign van Buren but with much shorter hair. She looked at him like he was a snake. Nothing like the woman he knew from his Enterprise. He was shocked to see Hoshi working in the corridors on something.

'Hey?' Asked Trip, a little bit unsure about how to address this strange Hoshi with hair in a ponytail with lots of make-up.

'Ah, Captain Tucker told me about you.' Scowled Hoshi. 'What do you want, idiot?'

'Well.. I want to see captain Tucker. Where are his quarters?' Asked Trip.

'Who do you think I am, the guide?' Said Hoshi and stood up, angrily. 'I could slice your throat but Captain Tucker said I should treat you with respect. He said nothing about your Vulcan friend.. Maybe I could kill her. Captain Tucker won't let me have some fun with his slave.'

'If you do anything..' Growled Trip. Hoshi smiled angrily.

'Follow me. Don't you want to see Captain Tucker?' Said Hoshi .

Hoshi showed Trip Captain Tucker his quarters and then walked away. 'Lots of work to do.' Yelled Hoshi. Trip didn't like her. IT was creepy, everyone was so familiar but so.. crazy. He pushed the bell.

After a minute T'Pol opened. Her hair was messy and she wore something what looked like a nightgown.

'Captain Tucker is in the shower.' Whispered T'Pol. 'What do you want to talk about with him?'

'We want to get back to our own universe.' Said Trip. T'Pol her eyes widened and she pulled him in the quarters. It was dark in the quarters, only some candles were burning.

'You can't ask him. He'll kill you. He wants you to stay.' Hissed T'Pol. 'He told me that he wants you to become his first officer. He can trust you. I don't know what he wants to do with your T'Pol but I don't think that he's going to treat her well. You have to get away. And I can help.'

'Well how?' Asked Trip.

'Who's there, T'Pol?' The voice of Captain Tucker came out of the bathroom.

'Nobody!' Panicked T'Pol. 'Quick, go. We'll talk later. I can help you but you have to take me with you.'

Then she pushed Trip outside, stared at him and then closed the doors. Trip was left outside alone with his thoughts.


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