I have time so here's another chappie, I don't own Trip or T'Pol but I do own all the Romulan characters that I'm just now making up don't get off on me if my Romulans not perfect. Oh crap I just revealed much more information that was needed…. I'm going to shut up now before somebody from the Romulan Empire tries to assassinate me.
Trip woke up with a pounding headache, he couldn't really see anything but that didn't mean he couldn't hear.
"Daise'Erai'Riov" (Commander) That was odd, Trip didn't recognize the words that was spoken but he was sure as hell that it was T'Pol.
Trip let his eyes adjust to the darkness.
"T'Pol can you hear me?" T'Pol was crouched in a corner looking as if she was expecting an attack.
"Commander?" He groaned was she ever going to get used calling something other than that.
"I apologize Charles it is a habit that is hard to break." She said quietly.
"Ok well what did you say before that?" T'Pol frowned.
"I did not say anything." Well at least she thinks that she didn't say anything.
Trip ran his hand over his face. "Yes you did you said daserai dove or something."
"Daise'Erai'Riov?" That was odd, T'Pol hadn't spoken Romulan in years expect to her father why would she say that when she was knocked out.
"Yes that's it, I know its not Vulcan I know my vulcan pretty well that you but its kind of close what does it mean?" He got up the cold floor was making his butt numb.
"It means commander in Romulan." She lifted her eyebrow.
"You find this funny don't ya?" T'Pol nodded.
"It is rather humorous." Trip chuckled yeah it was.
He stopped.
"Wait you know how to speak Romulan?" T'Pol didn't have the chance to answer when two men whom Trip presumed to be very ugly Vulcans walked in.
They both held in their hands disruptors or some type of weapon.
Ok Trip thought they were very, very, very ugly Vulcans and what the hell was going on with their foreheads, it was creased as if they always did that as a child and didn't listen to their parents warning that their face would get stuck like that.
One of them started to talk.
"Daise'Khre'Riov T'Pol Hwiiy hna a th'ann"
(Admiral T'Pol you are now a prisoner)
Trip watched the conversation he would of thought they would be talking in Vulcan but no, god he wished he has Hoshi at least she would be able to tell what they were saying.
"ne th'ann-a a'hriah" (Take the prisoners to the brig) The guy turned toward the other guard or whatever he was.
"eneh hwau' kllhwnia na imirrhlhhse " T'Pol snarled which surprised Trip, from the look on the man's face it obviously was not a nice thing.
The ugly Vulcan then did something that Trip had never seen a Vulcan do he used physical violence, Trip moved to go help her when the other guard leveled his gun at him.
"Areinnye'n-hnah!" (Go to hell) T'Pol spit green blood out of her mouth, the man started to talk in English finally now Trip could understand.
"Both of you follow me now or you will be punished." Trip grabbed T'Pol, hopefully she won't try to hurt the guards or say something stupid, not that he knew what she said, he was going to have to ask her what the hell is going on once there alone.
A few minutes later they were in a prison of some sorts, T'Pol was pacing back and forth, she looked like a caged animal this was the first time he had ever seen her this angry and emotional.
"T'Pol will you just stop that for a second!" He snapped.
"veruul! (fool) I'm trying to think of a way out of this Charles and this is helping me think." Man was she ever in a bad mood, he wouldn't want to be in her way when she had PMS.
"Ok first of all where the hell did you learn to speak Romulan?" T'Pol crouched down on the ground on the balls of her heels she tried to think of a reasonable answer.
"My father taught me" Trip nodded.
"Ok do you know what is going on or any idea?" Trip was starting to think that he really didn't know T'Pol all that well.
"Yes, last week my father was assassinated and the Romulan homeworld has been in complete chaos I believe there might be a few people high up in power who believe that I can restore the balance, this is not uncommon in this society think of how the Klingons rule their world it is a lot like that here." She rambled.
Trip nodded he was getting the gist of it.
"Ok but why haven't we seen any Romulans yet?" T'Pol grinned it looked kind of cute on her.
"Ah you only think you haven't seen one yet but in reality you have already seen three." Trip blinked what was she trying to say.
"You have already seen, V'lorr, Tareck, and my brother he was the one that kidnapped us. Under normal circumstances he would be the one to be emperor but lets just say he's well stupid although I am the youngest one in the family I already have a higher rank then him in Romulan society even though I am perceived as a traitor."
Trip stopped breathing.
"What are you a, a, one of, a" T'Pol shook her head as he breathed in a sigh of release.
"But wait a minute I though you said that your brother was a Romulan?"
He was getting confused.
"You misunderstand me Charles my brother is completely Romulan but I am not, since Romulans are technically an offshot of the Vulcans there is relatively no difference my mother unlike Saferok's is a Vulcan"
Trip eyes wide opened could not believe what he had just heard.
"Wha… wh… what?"
"I have never lied Charles, if that's what you are wondering if you looked under my personnel file you would notice that I am Vulcan/ Romulan its just that no one has ever thought of looking. I am a traitor in the Romulans eyes. In the Vulcan's eyes I am but someone who will never achieve any greatness, but even as a traitor I have made it to Admiral, but as a Vulcan I have only made it to Sub-commander, something that I am quite proud of."
