Uh whoever dailee is I don't know why you can't get to chap 13 works perfectly fine for me.

"Well do something!" Heffner paced the sickbay. They hadn't left space dock that long ago; and already things were going wrong.

"There is nothing I can do Commander."

Heffner huffed in annoyance; Joel was getting on her nerves he kept checking in every five minutes ever since the Captain had gone catatonic.

Why wasn't he the one taking care of this situation? He was the second in command after all.

"I've contacted Star Fleet, I'm just waiting for a response on wh-what to do now." Pursing her lips Heffner made a fist with her hands; counting to ten to stop from hitting the little bugger in the face.

Shane, the doctor at least seemed to be a bit better checking from time to time on the captain, wonder if anything like this had ever happened on the Enterprise.

They were close to the end of the Andorian border, so it shouldn't take too long for a message to reach earth.

Heffner couldn't help, but feel frustrated, she was finally on a ship far from earth and the first thing they did once they hit a bump was call home.

So maybe it was actually a big bump, the Captain was incapacitated, why couldn't Joel who was second in command do a better job at commanding?

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"I had a daughter named Elizabeth once." Beth looked up at the woman.

"Yeah?" T'Pol nodded reminiscing.

She hadn't though about those days in a long time.

"Yes." That little baby had been important, for her, and for Trip, she still had a place in their hearts.

"Well…?" Beth waited in suspense.

"Well? I apologize. Am I supposed to say something more?"

Beth nodded.

"Yeah, like what happened to her, your daughter."

T'Pol closed her eyes for a small moment.

"She died."

Beth gaped; she couldn't imagine what it must have felt like for this women to have lost a child, she had once seen people on the colony lose loved ones it was always a sad, dark affair.

"Do you miss her?" Her and T'Pol had spent a large period of their time discussing Vulcan teachings until Beth's brain had felt as though it was explode.

Beth could seriously say she had learnt a lot. She didn't completely understand what this woman meant, but she got the gist of her point of view on things.

"Very much."

Beth looked down unsure of what to say in this situation, she wasn't really known for her tact.

"How did she? Uh kick the bucket?"

T'Pol frowned unsure what Beth meant for a moment.

"Ah she had a genetic deformality that was instilled in her on her creators."

Beth went wide eyed.

"You did what?"

T'pol shook her head.

"Not me, she was not a child from my womb, but a lab… I loved her all the same though." T'Pol swallowed a lump that had formed at the back of her throat.

She had only needed to look at her daughter to know she loved her, and then she had passed, she had been quiet when she died; watching her parents watch her.

"Oh… test tube baby?"

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"Elizabeth!"

"Come on kid wake up." Trip shook her some more. He had been attempting to wake her for the longest time, he was going to ring those cats necks once he got his hands on them for doing this to her.

Another Elizabeth harmed while he was unable to do anything.

That's the thing that ticked him off the most, here was a Vulcan named Elizabeth, his daughter was supposed to be the only child called Elizabeth with pointy ears, that was her name!

Trip almost broke down crying.

Him and T'Pol had talked about having more children after that incident, but T'Pol had felt she wasn't ready for that yet; he understood, but he wasn't sure whether not she considered having children again.