"What are you doing?"
Phil turned at the anxious voice of the youngest member of the crew, Jax he remembered after a few seconds.
"Learning about the engines," Phil told him, "Gideon is teaching me how to fix them."
Jax gave him a worried look before calling, "Gideon, is this a good idea?"
"Mr Gasmer still has Captain Hunter's intelligence," Gideon spoke up, "As well as his aptitudes."
Jax grimaced slightly, "Has Sara agreed to this?"
"Captain Lance agreed that reteaching Mr Gasmer was my responsibility," Gideon stated primly, "There is no need to be anxious. I will not allow him to do anything that shall endanger the ship. There is no need for you to be here, Mr Jackson."
Jax continued to grimace before he nodded, "If you need me, let me know."
"We will not need you," Gideon said before Phil could answer.
Giving another concerned look Jax left them alone. Waiting until he was sure the younger man had gone Phil looked up.
"That wasn't very nice, Gideon," he said, "Jax was only offering to help."
"He was looking to interfere with my lessons," Gideon replied, "Captain Hunter may have taught Mr Jackson, but I am teaching you."
Phil shrugged and decided to stay well away from that conversation.
x
An hour later Phil was sitting staring at the time drive, mesmerised by the light it was giving off as he sipped some water.
"Please ensure you do not touch it," Gideon spoke up when he stood to close the casing, "The last thing I need is for you to disappear again."
Phil smiled before promising, "I won't."
"Very well," Gideon said, "We should return to work. I will teach you to realign the gravity generator. A necessary piece of equipment unless you wish to float along the corridor."
"That sounds like fun," Phil mused.
Amusement filled Gideon's reply, "Perhaps at first but after a while it becomes an irritation."
He laughed, "Alright, let's get started."
Phil lifted the tools onto the shelf beside him. He listened carefully to Gideon explain what he was to do before he touched anything. Once she finished Gideon lapsed into silence and let him do the work himself. Only speaking up when required.
Phil turned to the tool bag and lifted out the 3inch screwdriver.
"Not that one," a familiar voice came from beside him, "4inch works better."
Nodding Phil changed tool and started working. Once the panel was removed, he studied the circuits before him and frowned as he tried to remember what he needed to perform the alignment check.
"Second circuit on the right, top row," the voice came again.
"Don't tell me," Phil snapped, "I need to do this myself."
"Who are you talking to, Mr Gasmer?" Gideon spoke up.
Phil frowned confused and looked around the empty room, "I…" trailing off he walked to the door which opened for him. Looking out into the corridor he grimaced seeing no one there as well before stepping back into the engine room.
"Mr Gasmer?" Gideon asked concerned, "What's wrong?"
"There was someone here," he told her.
"No," Gideon assured, "Since Mr Jackson left over an hour ago, there has been no one in this room except yourself and there has been no comm links either."
Phil frowned shaking his head.
"Did you recognise the voice?" Gideon asked.
He nodded.
"Then it was one of the crew."
Phil opened his mouth to agree before he stalled, "No. I don't…" he frowned in thought for several minutes before continuing agitated, "I know that I know the voice, but it wasn't any of the crew."
The door to the hidden room at the back of the engine room opened and Gideon spoke again.
"Perhaps this would be an easier conversation for us to have face to face."
Hesitating for several moments, Phil closed the tool kit and put it away neatly before heading into the small room taking the seat.
x
Gideon moved to Phil the instant he entered the dream-state and rested her hands on his arms comfortingly.
"I know you're worried, Phil but I need you to remain calm," she said softly, "Now, I want you to remember the voice so I can hear it also."
Phil nodded and was about to close his eyes when a voice came from nearby.
"I don't think that will be necessary."
Letting go of Phil, Gideon turned to the voice and stared at the man standing there. He was dressed the same as he had been when she had seen him last, just before he touched the time drive, and Gideon stepped forward.
"Captain Hunter?"