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EPILOGUE

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Jon sat down to dinner with T'Pol and Trip as usual. It had been a stressful week, and he was glad for the company.

He and T'Pol chose not to discuss her shooting him. It had only been a stun, but it was understood that it was necessary. Trip thought this to be very funny so long as no one brought up his own behavior. If they did, he would frown and sulk quietly.

When dinner was finished, Jon stretched and said his goodnights. He walked back to his own quarters, glad to have the rest of the evening to relax.

**

Hoshi had been working on the Redsai language for two days, trying to hurry for T'Pol. She generally worked very hard at avoiding the Vulcan recently, but only out of guilt.

Guilt seemed to be running rampant on the Enterprise lately. At almost every meal Malcolm and Trip would make sure that Travis and Sanchez had whatever they wanted, even if it meant pulling rank on someone to win it. Hoshi was pretty sure that usually wasn't allowed, but no one questioned it.

The bridge had started to come back to normal. At first, there was almost complete silence. But with everyone working to get things back to normal, it was improving.

Standing up, she yawned, realizing how late it was. Time for bed.

**

Trip glanced at his clock after working out and decided to pay Jon a visit. He knew that it was too early for the Captain to be in bed, and he was hoping Jon would maybe drink a beer and talk.

He rang the door chime, and waited.

There was a loud noise, followed by muffled voices.

Now who the hell could that be?

After a minute of silence the door swung open to reveal Jon in his underwear, looking very ruffled and breathing hard.

"Hey, Trip. What do you need?" he asked.

Looking at him quizzically, Trip replied "Nothin'. Just wanted to see what you were up to." He looked past Jon into the room, not seeing anything but a disturbed bed.

He quickly stepped around Jon before he could stop him and tried to do an inspection of the room.

"Umm, Trip, I am pretty tired. Is this anything that could wait until tomorrow?" Jon shifted around nervously.

"Yeah. Sure, Cap'n." Trip smiled evilly and started to walk toward the door. As he stepped past the bathroom, he pushed the button to open it.

"Trip!" Jon said.

The door opened to expose a very embarrassed Hoshi wrapped up in a sheet.

"Evenin' Hoshi." Trip said.

"Hello Commander." Hoshi's face burned as she said it.

"OK. That's it. Get out." Jon pushed his friend lightly toward the door.

Before Trip left, he smiled, saying "Just remember Cap'n, it's in the old vault."

Jon reached over and closed the door in his face.

Looking over at Hoshi, Jon said, "He is a pain in the ass."

Hoshi giggled and dropped the sheet.

"I can think of other things I would rather be doing than talking about Trip." She smiled.

"Yeah, maybe we could talk about the first thing that pops up." Jon answered, pulling her toward him smiling.

Hoshi burst into laughter as they fell on the bed.