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PART 11:
Archer was standing by the windows in his ready room. His thoughts on what just happened and Trip's actions.
He kept his back to the door as Trip walked in.
"What happened back there, Trip?" he asked.
"I don't know," Trip answered looking at the floor.
Archer turned around. "What do you mean you don't know?"
Trip continued to look down at the floor, not saying a word.
"Look at me Trip," Archer said.
Trip looked up at Archer.
"Answer my question."
"I honestly don't know, sir."
"I don't understand how you could not know," Archer said. "What happened back there could have caused a lot of damage to Enterprise and put an end to this mission."
"I'm sorry," Trip said.
"Sorry," Archer was angry now. "That's all you have to say Commander, is 'sorry."
Trip said nothing.
"If it wasn't for that Ensign we probably wouldn't be having this conversation," Archer said. "Because you and everyone in that engine room would be dead."
Archer rubbed his face. He didn't know what to do. He had never seen Trip make a mistake like this. In fact looking at Trip, he could tell his friend was beating himself up inside. Archer regretted getting mad at him.
"What's going on with you, Trip?" he asked.
Trip didn't have an answer for that question either. He decided to lie. "I haven't been getting enough sleep lately."
"Why?"
"I've been working a lot of double sometimes triple shifts, sir."
"Well that stops right now," Archer said. "From now on you work a straight eight hour shift. Is that clear?"
"Aye sir."
"I can't afford to have my chief engineer burning out."
"It won't happen again," Trip said.
Archer looked at Trip. His eyes still looked glassy and he looked tired. "Go get some rest Trip."
"But..." Trip started.
"No buts Commander," Archer interrupted. "As of now you are off duty until tomorrow morning. Let your crew take care of the problem, they are very capable."
"Yes sir," Trip said and walked out of the ready room.
Archer went back to looking out the window. He was worried about Trip. He was hoping ordering Trip to work less and get more rest would help his friend. But Archer couldn't help thinking there was much more to the problem Trip was having.
END OF PART 11
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PART 11:
Archer was standing by the windows in his ready room. His thoughts on what just happened and Trip's actions.
He kept his back to the door as Trip walked in.
"What happened back there, Trip?" he asked.
"I don't know," Trip answered looking at the floor.
Archer turned around. "What do you mean you don't know?"
Trip continued to look down at the floor, not saying a word.
"Look at me Trip," Archer said.
Trip looked up at Archer.
"Answer my question."
"I honestly don't know, sir."
"I don't understand how you could not know," Archer said. "What happened back there could have caused a lot of damage to Enterprise and put an end to this mission."
"I'm sorry," Trip said.
"Sorry," Archer was angry now. "That's all you have to say Commander, is 'sorry."
Trip said nothing.
"If it wasn't for that Ensign we probably wouldn't be having this conversation," Archer said. "Because you and everyone in that engine room would be dead."
Archer rubbed his face. He didn't know what to do. He had never seen Trip make a mistake like this. In fact looking at Trip, he could tell his friend was beating himself up inside. Archer regretted getting mad at him.
"What's going on with you, Trip?" he asked.
Trip didn't have an answer for that question either. He decided to lie. "I haven't been getting enough sleep lately."
"Why?"
"I've been working a lot of double sometimes triple shifts, sir."
"Well that stops right now," Archer said. "From now on you work a straight eight hour shift. Is that clear?"
"Aye sir."
"I can't afford to have my chief engineer burning out."
"It won't happen again," Trip said.
Archer looked at Trip. His eyes still looked glassy and he looked tired. "Go get some rest Trip."
"But..." Trip started.
"No buts Commander," Archer interrupted. "As of now you are off duty until tomorrow morning. Let your crew take care of the problem, they are very capable."
"Yes sir," Trip said and walked out of the ready room.
Archer went back to looking out the window. He was worried about Trip. He was hoping ordering Trip to work less and get more rest would help his friend. But Archer couldn't help thinking there was much more to the problem Trip was having.
END OF PART 11