3/?
"Commander Tucker." T'Pol's voice boomed over his room.
Tucker wiped his eyes and looked up. He forgot that he was supposed to meet T'Pol. "Sorry T'Pol. I'll be right there." No response. Just as well, he really didn't feel like talking to anyone right now. All he wanted to do was to go back to his time. To when Archer was still alive and Travis was always willing to talk.
With a sigh Tucker got up and ran a hand through his hair. There still wasn't a bump. He'd have to figure out what happened, but right now, he had to survive time on this ship, and it seemed that the Andorians were threatening his survival.
He walked into Archer's – T'Pol's – Ready Room and saw the Vulcan staring outside at the stars. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" Tucker asked, walking up next to her.
She turned slightly to look at him. "I was just thinking about the Andorians."
"Not what I like to think about, but whatever makes you happy." Tucker sat on the chair.
T'Pol turned to study him. "You seem more relaxed then earlier."
Tucker nodded. "Guess I just needed a nap."
She walked to the computer. "They have been following us for days. Our sensors picked them up this evening."
"And we're sure they killed Jon and Travis?"
T'Pol nodded.
"Then have Reed blow them out of the sky." He knew it wasn't that simple, but it felt good to say.
"We don't know where they are. They are cloaked."
"Cloaked? I didn't know they had that technology."
"Neither did I." T'Pol sat across from him. "We are trying to find a way to decloak them."
"Any ideas on why they are following us?"
T'Pol shook her head. "We think that they believe we have something that they want."
"Like the Vulcans." Tucker nodded. From what he remembered of the Andorians, they were very paranoid. "Why don't you try sending a message to them. One into space that they'd get?"
T'Pol thought a moment. Then she stood up and hit the wall beacon. "T'Pol to Ensign Sato."
"Hoshi here."
T'Pol gave the young ensign the order. A few moments later Hoshi said, "They're hailing us T'Pol."
"On my way." T'Pol nodded to Tucker to follow her to the bridge.
"Commander Tucker." T'Pol's voice boomed over his room.
Tucker wiped his eyes and looked up. He forgot that he was supposed to meet T'Pol. "Sorry T'Pol. I'll be right there." No response. Just as well, he really didn't feel like talking to anyone right now. All he wanted to do was to go back to his time. To when Archer was still alive and Travis was always willing to talk.
With a sigh Tucker got up and ran a hand through his hair. There still wasn't a bump. He'd have to figure out what happened, but right now, he had to survive time on this ship, and it seemed that the Andorians were threatening his survival.
He walked into Archer's – T'Pol's – Ready Room and saw the Vulcan staring outside at the stars. "It's beautiful, isn't it?" Tucker asked, walking up next to her.
She turned slightly to look at him. "I was just thinking about the Andorians."
"Not what I like to think about, but whatever makes you happy." Tucker sat on the chair.
T'Pol turned to study him. "You seem more relaxed then earlier."
Tucker nodded. "Guess I just needed a nap."
She walked to the computer. "They have been following us for days. Our sensors picked them up this evening."
"And we're sure they killed Jon and Travis?"
T'Pol nodded.
"Then have Reed blow them out of the sky." He knew it wasn't that simple, but it felt good to say.
"We don't know where they are. They are cloaked."
"Cloaked? I didn't know they had that technology."
"Neither did I." T'Pol sat across from him. "We are trying to find a way to decloak them."
"Any ideas on why they are following us?"
T'Pol shook her head. "We think that they believe we have something that they want."
"Like the Vulcans." Tucker nodded. From what he remembered of the Andorians, they were very paranoid. "Why don't you try sending a message to them. One into space that they'd get?"
T'Pol thought a moment. Then she stood up and hit the wall beacon. "T'Pol to Ensign Sato."
"Hoshi here."
T'Pol gave the young ensign the order. A few moments later Hoshi said, "They're hailing us T'Pol."
"On my way." T'Pol nodded to Tucker to follow her to the bridge.
