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Seeing First Contact.

The crew of the NX-01 were starting to become used to the time bubble jumping them forwards in time during First Contact. They had been moved forwards a number of hours in a moment before, and now their brains and senses had gotten used to it instead of mentally staggering as they had before; they could tell they'd jumped forwards in time now because the Phoenix was literally vibrating with activity.

"They're about to do it," Trip whispered almost reverently as he took in the scene.

"Yeah, I remember the NX-Beta when I was taking that flight with A.G; the testing ship was shaking about like mad, it's just strange to see this one. I only wish we could be in the cockpit with Cochrane, this is the classic warp test ship," Archer shook his head in regret.

"D'you regret being in the NX-Beta?"

"Not on your life; it changed everything for us and I look back on that moment proudly," Archer smiled.

Trip shrugged. "It also did wonders for your attitude as well."

"What's that meant to mean?"

"Just that," Trip chuckled.

Hoshi looked between the two men in surprise. "What are you guys talking about?"

Archer lifted a brow at the chief engineer, wondering what he was going to say. It wasn't a state secret that before he had become Enterprise's captain he had been a rule-abiding idiot who'd never been good at coming up with his own decisions. A.G Robinson's advice at the 602 club had met an angry sheet of polarised armour, but it had pierced through his brain and when he had gone with Robinson in the NX-Beta, Archer had gone out of his way to change his life for the better.

He was actually proud of what he had accomplished in a few years, and he could tell even from that point Robinson was right about him and he had gone to great strides to become a better man.

"Oh, just how the Captain was more by the book and unwilling to take risks," Trip smiled.

"I was, I just didn't want to jeopardise my chances of becoming a captain of Starfleet first warp 5 ship," Archer tried to say but Trip interrupted him.

"Oh, so that's why you and A.G Robinson snuck onboard the NX-Beta and took it on an unauthorised launch?" Trip chuckled while T'Pol looked on, she already knew this story.

"You didn't?" Hoshi said.

"I did," Archer replied, wondering if he should have Trip demoted down in rank and send him out to clean the warp plasma filters for a week with a toothbrush before sending him into waste recycling for a fortnight with nothing but cloth.

"Hold on, that actually happened? I heard the NX-Beta was officially taken out on a test launch, but I also heard a rumour saying it was taken out on an unauthorised launch!" Travis gaped.

"It's not as bad as you think; Starfleet had decided to cancel the warp test program and make us re-test our warp theories and calculations," Archer explained.

"My people were concerned about how unstable the warp field was," T'Pol pointed out, "the NX-Alpha was destroyed during the testing and Commander Robinson, the pilot, was lucky to escape in a pod."

"That's right. A.G nearly derailed the project, but he got it back on, with help from me and Trip. We decided on an unauthorised night launch, and with a bit of work we passed warp 2 without any trouble, but as the ship shook I remembered a dramatic reshoot of Zefram Cochrane's first flight. Cochrane had enough flight data and his own account of the flight to make it as accurate as possible, but I always wondered after I went through the warp 2 barrier if it had been as dramatic," Archer explained.

"I find it incredible you needed somebody to inspire you to take that kind of action, Captain," Phlox shook his head.

"You didn't know me back then, Phlox. I was rule-abiding, determined to do things by the book and as A.G said to me, Starfleet wanted someone who wasn't going to call home every time he or she needed to make a decision, and I knew deep down he was right. Anyway, I'm surprised you haven't said a word, Daniels," Archer turned to the time agent.

"About what?'

"You described my 'destiny' as all-important to human history and the future of the galaxy, only to discover a quirk like that," Archer replied.

Daniels chuckled in understanding as he realised what Archer was saying. "I've met dozens of famous people from history, Jonathan, not just you," game set and match, "but they've all got something to them. That doesn't change just because you are in a different timeline, Jonathan. Anyway, shall we move on?"

"Definitely," Archer had barely gotten the word out of his mouth when the vibrating sounds of the Phoenix started up again. Geordi, River and Cochrane were double-checking the Phoenix's systems. With the warp core warming up as they moved gradually out of Earth's gravity they had only a small window of opportunity.

Travis closed his eyes briefly as he tried to remember how close the Vulcan ship, the T'Plana Hath was to Earth, he knew the Vulcans had been passing by extremely close through the solar system, so the Phoenix's crew really did need to hurry.

Geordi had twisted his head to peer closely at the conduit behind him, "Plasma injectors are online. Everything's looking good. I think we're ready," he added with a glance at Riker.

Riker, meanwhile, was looking out of the forward cockpit windows. "They should be out there right now," he told his fellow pilots, "we better break the warp barrier in the next five minutes if we're going to get their attention."

Travis exchanged a glance with Trip. "It's gonna be close," Travis commented.

"Maybe, but the Vulcan ship is still nearby. It won't take long to finish the last tests and go into warp," Trip was trying hard to not let his excitement get the better of him, but he needn't have worried since the others were just excited.

"Main cells are charged and ready," Geordi called while he switched on some switches.

"Let's do it."

"Engage," Cochrane said, not seeing the two Starfleet officers at the back sharing a smile.

"Warp field is looking good," Geordi said, his eyes fixed and focused on one of his instrument panels. "Structural integrity is holding."

Riker had fixed his gaze on the speedometer. "Speed, twenty thousand kilometres per second."

Cochrane had been busy with his own instrument before he dropped his gaze on the console in front of him, clearly ready for warp jump… when a dark shadow fell upon his instruments, then he turned in his seat and gasped in awe. "Sweet Jesus!"

Archer and the others had to twist themselves and they saw what the physicist had seen; the Enterprise E, massive, sleek and incredibly graceful had passed between the sun and the Earth, creating a small eclipse.

Riker had a grin on his face after he looked out of the porthole and saw his own ship. "Relax, Doctor. I'm sure they're just here to give us a send-off."

Archer gasped as he remembered. "The self destruct. They need to get out of there quick."

"Our self destruct basically shuts down the magnetic constrictors of the warp core; this ship probably has a more advanced version of the same system," Trip said while Phlox glanced at Daniel's face. The time agent didn't look surprised.

"Picard set the autodestruct sequence for 15 minutes; the ship must have only moments before it blows up. The Phoenix is too close," T'Pol looked around the cockpit and through the windows of the Phoenix's cockpit, trying to calculate the distance between the two ships and an estimate on the size of the Enterprise E.

"Thirty seconds to warp threshold. Approaching light-speed," Riker called to the others.

"Light speed?" Everyone turned to Travis when they heard the helmsman's whisper. "Sheesh, I haven't heard warp 1 called that for a long time."

"We're at critical velocity," Cochrane called, "get ready."

"They're getting pretty close," Geordi shouted to Riker, looking out of the porthole next to them at the Enterprise. Their Enterprise. Archer frowned, wondering what was going on. He was sure the ship should have blown up by now, taking with it the Borg infesting the ship like a biological infection. But no, the ship was moving gracefully through the stars without showing any signs of being under the Borg's control. Archer was glad to see the 24th-century Starfleet officers were smart enough to see something was wrong, but judging from the looks on their faces they knew there was nothing they could do from the Phoenix. The cockpit was shaking so furiously they were likely having to think and focus through sheer willpower.

The shaking… reminded Archer vividly of the way the NX-Beta and the NX-Alpha had shaken, both from his own time on the warp test ship and the recordings of the black box on the NX-Alpha after A.G's test wrecked the ship.

The Phoenix shook even harder for a brief moment, a white flash passing from one window to the other side of the ship.

"What was that?" Archer asked, at the same time Cochrane looked up from his work, his peripheral vision picking up on the flash.

"What was that white light?" The scientist shouted over the din.

Malcolm was looking out of the porthole at the same time as Riker and Geordi, the stark surprise in the faces of the three men was there for everyone to see.

"Torpedoes," Malcolm said, but he went unheard from the others in the cockpit beside his shipmates and the scientist piloting the ship.

While Riker and Geordi were following the three glowing torpedoes with shock and surprise and horror, Archer and the NX-01 senior staff turned to Daniels, but before they could interrogate the time agent, Cochrane called again.

"What was that flash?"

"Nothing, just a flare from the sun. How are we now?" Riker asked, hoping the talk about the warp flight which was only moments away would distract Cochrane. Archer and the others could understand only too well why Riker and Geordi refused to tell the scientist the truth; it had taken god knew what kind of effort to make the man sober, who knew how he would react if he discovered he'd been fired on by a ship from the future? Cochrane would likely go berserk, and these men knew it.

Still, the tactic worked although Cochrane was still uncertain, it was understandable.

"Er, we're just there…Engaging warp engines….NOW!"

The Phoenix jumped into warp with the signature flash of light as the lightspeed barrier was broken. Cochrane was screaming as he was pushed back in his seat. Riker and Geordi, both used to warp flight, were still pushed back by the effect of the warp field generated by the primitive warp nacelles. But at least they were sitting down and were held in place. The NX-01 crew were groaning under the effects of the warp pulse, and they had needed to grab hold of everything they could although they knew it shouldn't really have affected them as strongly as it did.

"Dannniels, why is the waaaaarrrp field affecting us like this?" Archer heard someone say, and then he realised it was his voice.

"Sorrry, it's the time bubble. It's mixing badly with the warp field. I thought I'd compensated for it, but clearly not really very well," the Time Agent's voice was genuinely apologetic.

Fortunately, it didn't last very long.

"That should be enough," Riker decided. "Throttle back. Take us out of warp."

Cochrane took the Phoenix out of warp and he slowly turned the ship about. In the distance in the forward viewing windows was a small glowing blue object that was speckled in dark colours and white.

"Is that Earth?" Cochrane asked plaintively although all of the Starfleet officers in the cockpit with him knew the answer only too well.

"That's it," Geordi confirmed.

Cochrane was unable to take his eyes off of the little sphere that he could see, awe and curiosity on his face that made him resemble a child in the minds of several of his observers. "It's so small."

"'It's so small,'" Travis quoted under his breath. Everyone turned to him. "Oh, sorry," he said sheepishly, "it is just, when I was a kid, I read up on Cochrane's flight in the Phoenix. He realised as he uttered that sentence that everything on Earth - the middle ages, the American War of Independence, World War 1, World War 2, World War 3, all of the political infighting, the mess caused by the Augments and Project Chyrsallis…all of it was meaningless because in the galaxy it didn't make a difference."

"I dunno about that, Travis. All of those events shaped our history, but I can see that from Cochrane's perspective, that would be what he had in mind," Hoshi folded her arms while she took deep breaths. She still wasn't the best when it came to acceleration and warp travel despite getting used to Enterprise, but it had been a while since she'd felt anything like this.

Her discomfort didn't go unnoticed. "Ensign, are you alright?" Phlox asked, pulling out his medical scanner.

Hoshi was about to speak - whether it was to tell the Denobulan doctor she was fine or to list her problems, they couldn't tell when Riker spoke over them without realising it.

"It's about to get a whole lot bigger."

Hoshi took a deep breath. "Sorry, it's just I haven't had to handle acceleration like that in a while."

"Yes, it was rather rough," T'Pol commented, looking at Hoshi with something like sympathy while she turned to Daniels. "Why did that happen? I heard you saying you'd thought you'd compensated-."

"With things like Xindi vortices and stabilised warp travel, time travel is relatively simple and unnoticeable. But the time bubble doesn't like unstabilised warp flights," Daniels explained, looking over them apologetically. "I've never ridden in the Phoenix either, but even I was shocked by how rough the flight was."

"Yeah, it's a common problem; many people don't even realise how many problems the Phoenix faced," Trip rubbed his eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"Cochrane had to rely on a single ship to pass through the light barrier. He didn't have the resources to test the effects of the warp flight by sending a probe at warp since he had only to work with a nuclear missile left behind from the war; if he'd had a different facility, maybe a rocket base with rockets and launch platforms with the equipment needed to launch probes and satellites into the atmosphere then Cochrane would've been more prepared for the flight, but he wasn't; the only way to test it completely was through just one ship. The Phoenix."

"I remember reading through Vulcan history that was what your people did, Commander?" Hoshi turned to T'Pol.

The Vulcan's surprise was mirrored by the others. "You know of my people's history, Ensign?"

"Yeah, I wanted to get a better understanding of Vulcan culture when I was studying the language. You guys know how I make you listen to Klingon operas. I do this with nearly every single culture we encounter; I've already begun reading through Andorian, Tellarite, even Xindi history," Hoshi said.

Hoshi had learnt from one of her mentors mastering a language was one thing. If you just spoke a phrase without knowing how it would be heard by the recipient you were having a conversation with, then how would you know their language? To demonstrate, her mentor had given her an example by speaking in Japanese. Her teacher had a firm grasp of Japanese, Korean, and dozens of other languages, but he deliberately managed and mispronounced a few of the phrases, until Hoshi was cringing.

Still, she got the message.

Since then she had begun studying the histories and customs of the cultures she studied. Thanks to that, Hoshi had gained a greater understanding of Klingon nature, Andorian beliefs and Tellarite integrity and stubbornness. The Klingon bit was hard because she'd needed to really delve into the historical and cultural databases of the raptor they'd found trapped in the gas giant. She had downloaded everything for later study, but she didn't tell Archer in case she caused him to lose his temper, and she wasn't in a hurry either.

Archer was the only person nearby who knew of that little quirk of her skill, and she had told him one of the reasons she'd struggled with Klaang was because she didn't understand the Klingon nature.

"You know Xindi history?" Travis asked.

"How did you get that?" Malcolm added.

"Degra. He was impressed by how quickly I was assimilating the Aquatic's language and how I was getting the hang of Insectoid, but I'd already gleaned a lot from the Xindi database we'd downloaded from the Ossarians. He just gave me access to their literature and mythology," Hoshi explained. "I put it in the Enterprise's database and I reported that I'd uploaded it for Starfleet xenohistorical research team to peruse."

Malcolm blew out a breath. "I didn't know you'd done that."

Hoshi shrugged. It wasn't her problem.

"If you're quite finished, I'll show you all that happened with the Vulcan ship," Daniels interrupted. Hoshi frowned at him, surprised the usually patient time traveller seemed to have lost some of his patience. But nobody had time to say anything before the cockpit of the Phoenix blinked and they were standing in the open air at the Montana village. The people living there were going about their business when a low rumbling sound and a glow of light from above the clouds made them all lookup. From the clouds, a large shape like a pterodactyl with glowing warp nacelles and impulse engines began a low descent before it landed smoothly on the ground before the hatchway opened up. A moment later and the shadow of a figure appeared before the amazed onlookers before a man appeared in the doorway dressed in the robes of Vulcan.

Cochrane was standing with the crew of the Enterprise E, gazing at the Vulcans in awe. "By God! They're really from another world."

Riker nodded with a grin up at the taller scientist. "And they're going to want to meet the man who flew that warp ship."

Cochrane looked into Riker's face in amazement as if he were only just beginning to grasp the importance of the First Contact and his place in it. Cochrane hesitantly stepped away from Riker and the others, standing close to Lily Sloane for a moment before he walked into the Vulcan's view. The Vulcan captain saw him and stepped away from his own colleagues and walked over to him.

Archer watched with interest before he turned to Daniels when a thought occurred to him. "Daniels, what happened to the Borg? Are they-?"

"It's over, Jonathan. The Borg have been defeated, thanks to Captain Picard and Lieutenant Commander Data," Daniels smiled.

"Who?" Malcolm asked, making the time agent look down.

"You'll find out in a moment, trust me," Daniels said while the Vulcan captain stepped clear of his ship after being joined by the other two members of his crew.

The Vulcan stopped when he got really close to Cochrane, and Archer and the others could see the physicist's eyes flicker curiously to the man's hood before the captain threw the cowl off, revealing his pointed ears. Archer smirked. He knew the Vulcans were perplexed by human's obsession with their ears but it was not personal - most of the time - the reason they were fascinated was how closely the two races resembled each other but the Vulcan ears made them look like the elves out of a Tolkien novel.

The Vulcan captain lifted up his hand and parted his fingers in the Vulcan salute. "Live long, and prosper," he said pleasantly.

Cochrane lifted his hand and tried to return the Vulcan salute but he failed since his fingers were not used to moving like that and he stepped forward and stepped forward outstretching his hand, deciding to settle for a handshake instead. The Vulcan captain's hand dropped while he gazed curiously at the unknown gesture. Alien. But the captain was a trained diplomat, and he knew the customs of other worlds while bizarre in most cases were not to be scoffed at.

Hoshi gasped in awe as she watched, even through the bubble, the famous handshake between human and Vulcan.

Cochrane smiled, "Thanks."

The Vulcan captain inclined his head pleasantly while an unexpected voice broke through the air. Picard, dressed in the long grey coat of the period stepped through his officers, looking at the legendary scene as he walked towards Lily.

"I think it's time we made a discrete exit," Picard said to his officers.

Riker patted something hidden safely underneath his own jacket. "Riker to Enterprise. Stand by to beam us up."

Lily turned and smiled at Picard as he stepped in front of her while the trio of Vulcans left their ship and the crowd followed. Picard had chosen the right time to speak to Lily; with the attention focused on the Vulcans, nobody else was close enough to listen to what the two were saying.

"You've got to go?" Lily asked rhetorically; she understood only too well the Enterprise crew she knew couldn't remain in their time now the Borg were defeated and the Enterprise crew had succeeded in saving the future. "I envy you. The world you're going to."

"I'm glad she helped him through his demons," Hoshi commented softly. "Nobody should have to go through life like that."

"You're right, Hoshi," Travis said, "I'm just glad Captain Picard didn't go too far and do or say something he'd regret."

"He very nearly did, Travis," Trip pointed out, "but what I don't like is how it took Lily Sloane to help him. Why did none of his crew do anything?"

Archer looked down, not even trying to come up with an excuse for the man. What Picard had done was inexcusable, but Archer had been where his counterpart had been during the Xindi crisis and Archer didn't think he had the right to say or comment, especially after how obsessive he'd been during the whole 8 months he had been hunting down the Xindi.

Picard's voice broke through his thoughts, much to Archer's relief. "I envy you," the 24th-century Enterprise Captain replied with that calm, good-humoured manner that was definitely his real manner which fitted him better than the revengeful one the NX-01 crew had seen prior to this. "Taking these first steps into a new frontier. ...I shall miss you, Lily."

"50 years from now, relatively speakin' the whole world will be rebuilt and the human race will have cured famine, disease, poverty. All of it will be gone," Trip said in wonder.

"Hmm, yeah," Archer nodded in agreement. "I just wish….," he stopped.

Trip turned to him quizzically. "What?" He asked in concern.

Archer sighed. He didn't normally think or talk about this, but he felt he should this time. "I spent most of my life believing that Vulcans were holding us back. I was so frustrated, and so was my dad, when they refused to give us warp technology and get us out into space. But over the last few years, I've come to realise they had several good points about us. When we met the Valakians and how they wanted our warp technology, I knew there was no way we could give it to them. And then I started to see the Vulcan's point of view; we didn't know much about deep-space exploration and we were just finding our way. I just wish the last 80 years was different. I just wish your people had instead let us travel on your ships as observers and explorers so we could get that experience," Archer added when he glanced at T'Pol.

"That would've been a prudent alternative, unfortunately, nobody saw it," T'Pol said apologetically before the others gazed at her with smiles while Picard kissed Lily on the cheek before stepping away and walking back over to his own senior staff who were there barring Worf.

Picard tapped something underneath his coat which chirped; clearly it was some new compact form of communicator. "Picard to Enterprise. Energise."

With a blue flash of the new transporter effect, the group of Starfleet officers vanished, transported back to their own Enterprise. Archer was momentarily wondering if the Vulcans would check their sensor logs, but he doubted they would do that. The Vulcans would likely see no reason to; after all who would have transporter technology here?

"I haven't finished yet," Daniels said and the NX-01 crew barely had time to blink when they were back on the bridge of the Enterprise E which was brightly lit. Picard was stepping out of a room off to the bridge, a room the group were sure was Picard's Ready Room. In the meantime, Archer was amazed by just how bright the place was. The lighting on the NX-class was rather low; for the first warp 5 ship, the builders were still unsure of the power needs of the warp core, so lighting was kept at a minimum. But this ship seemed as bright as a sun, it looked like the problems had been solved.

"Report," Picard said to Worf. "The moon's gravitational field obscured our warp signature. The Vulcans did not detect us," Worf replied as he took his station while Geordi stepped close to them. "Captain, I've reconfigured our warp field to match the chronometric readings of the Borg sphere."

Meanwhile Trip whistled when he spotted the display showing the internal layout of the warp nacelles and the deflector system. "Look at those nacelles and the deflectors! I bet that thing can push warp 9!"

Archer said nothing, knowing his old friend had a point. Meanwhile Picard patted Geordi's shoulder. "Recreate the vortex, Commander." "Aye sir," Geordi said as he got to work. "All decks report ready," Riker reported.

There was another officer on the bridge and as the officer turned, revealing half of his face was wrapped in golden skin and dark hair while the second half showed gleaming silver like a robot's face.

"Oh, my god!" Hoshi gasped.

"Fascinating," T'Pol tilted her head.

Archer remembered what Daniels had said earlier of a Lieutenant Commander. "Daniels, is this Data?"

"Yes, it is."

"What happened to him?"

"He'll be alright. He only needs a new skin covering that's all."

"Oh, that's all. What species is he?"

"He's an android, Jonathan," Daniels sighed.

"An android?!" Trip jumped, now gazing at the individual sitting on the Enterprise E bridge with real fascination, but everyone knew the engineer well enough to know that if the temporal bubble wasn't in place, then he would be taking the android apart to understand how he worked although they could imagine him working out ways the android could work.

T'Pol, meanwhile, had been studying the newly identified android's undamaged face. "Commander Data does have some resemblance to Dr Soong," she commented.

"What? Oh yeah, now you mention it there is a resemblance," Travis commented.

"Artificial lifeforms," Archer said absently as the memory of his last meeting with the disgraced scientist who years ago had stolen a number of Augment embryos, which had grown into a genetic nightmare.

"What?"

"The last time I saw Soong was in his cell, but by then I guess he'd had enough of his efforts to restart the Augment research and trigger off a new Eugenics War. I didn't pay him any attention, but he was rambling on about switching over to artificial intelligence and cybernetics," Archer explained.

"But Data is from the 24th century, even Soong couldn't live forever," Malcolm pointed out.

"No, but his family would have been able to carry on with his work. And it looks like they succeeded," Phlox said.

"For 2 centuries? That's a family commitment for you," Malcolm lifted his chin as he tried to think to himself how Soong had persuaded his family to work on cybernetics until they'd succeeded with Data.

"I wish I could find out how he works," Trip commented.

"You won't have the chance, Commander Tucker," Daniels said, although everyone knew their friend would likely experiment with cybernetics and discover ways of making it work out if he'd get it right they didn't know. "Helm standing by," Data said.

Hoshi blinked. "It even sounds like Soong." "Mr Data lay in a course for the twenty-fourth century. I suspect our future is there waiting for us," Picard ordered. "Course laid in, sir. Picard made a gesture with his hand, "Make it so."

"It's time for you to return to your own time as well, Jonathan," Daniels said; and there was an ominous tone in the Temporal Agent's voice that none of the crew had ever seen before….

X

… Archer blinked as he took the report from T'Pol. "Is there anything else on long-range sensors, T'Pol?"

"No, Captain. No ships, and no planets. We're a long way from the regions of the Expanse we visited when we were here last," T'Pol reported.

Archer nodded, but he couldn't help but think something was wrong, but he couldn't place it. To his surprise, he saw T'Pol was looking out of sorts as well.

"You okay?' He asked.

"Yes, I just…have a headache," T'Pol hesitated as if she couldn't work out what was wrong herself.

"I think I do as well," Archer walked out of the Ready Room with her, but as they left the room and onto the bridge they found out they were not the only ones. The entire crew were suffering from a sense that something was wrong, but they couldn't work out what it was. They checked the ship with a fine-tooth comb, checked the sensors several times over and went through the computer. But there was nothing wrong.

In the end, it was forgotten as they carried on with their mission, and they discovered more important things than a mysterious headache and a sense of wrongness.

X

In his home time, Daniels monitored the timeline and he nodded with relief and satisfaction; any potential damage with the NX-01 crew's presence in the 21st century was now averted. He sat back in his seat and finished up his report, finishing that he had erased their memories; while he had known their memories would be removed so then anything new, any new ideas which could change their future was averted although truthfully the timeline's future was changing all the time, his superiors wanted to mitigate it all to a specific level.

The only reason he'd shown them what happened was that they were hemming him into a corner and he didn't have many alternatives, but at the same time, he had hoped his superiors would change their minds. The NX-01 crew had experienced time travel before, but his superiors were firm and so he had wiped their memories while they worked on the memory wipe from their end.

Daniels sighed sadly and rechecked the temporal monitoring screens.

And...That's it. That's this story finished.

I hope you've enjoyed it.