Chapter four



Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own Trip…. * sigh *



The morning came quickly, but not fast enough for Malcolm.

He had barely slept the night before, to excited about the morning's task.

As Trip gathered all the equipment himself and T'pol would need to work on the ship, while Malcolm checked to make sure he had all his fire arms and knives.

" Are you really going to need all that Mal?" Trip asked impatiently.

"Yes, and don't call me Mal." He replied indignantly.

"If I want to catch this guy, I'll need it, don't you remember last night? He was most frightening."

"I don't know, I think you knocked it out of me… you have a bony elbow!" Trip replied, feeling the bump on his head… "Did you really have to hit me that hard?"

"Never mind that… we have a job to do… hurry up and find T'Pol." He said.

Trip walked slowly over to the doors enclosing the room which the Vulcan had chosen the night before.

"T'pol… we need to get to work now… are you ready?" He called as he knocked on the door. He waited, there was no response.

"T'pol… We need to get to work."

Trip waited a moment longer, trying to decide weather to go in or not.

'It really isn't like her to be late for anything.' he thought to him self.

"Uh… Malcolm…"

Trip turned to find that his colleague had already left to try to capture the fugitive that was storming the large vessel.

" Great…" he said sarcastically. " T'pol… I'm coming in!" He called as he pushed the door open hesitantly. When the door was halfway open, he could clearly see that there was no one in the room. He walked in trying to see if she might be in the back room that was attached.

Upon entering he found a small console which T'pol was sitting at.

"T'pol, didn't you hear me calling?" Trip asked with an air of arrogance.

"Yes, but I did not find it logical to answer you from in here, I would have had to shout." She replied. "I have found something that might be of interest to you."

"You don't find it logical to yell, but you found it logical to snoop around?" Trip inquired ignoring her last comment.

"I was not 'snooping' I was simply taking liberty of the freedom and hospitality that the captain granted us. Would you like to see what I have found, or do you wish other wise?" She asked.

"I wish that we where out there doing our job," Tucker replied in an impatient manner, "But what is it?"

"I seem to have found some type of tracking device, we are able to see all sectors of the vessel with this." She replied.

"Can you track the villain with it?" Tucker asked, getting more excited, hoping that they wouldn't have to stay in this strange ship too much longer.

"I would hardly call him a villain, I would call him a fugitive." T'pol corrected him.

"OK, sorry, I'm not in the mood for a grammar lesson, can we track him? It might make Malcolm's job allot easier… not that he wants it any easier…" Trip said very annoyed at this point. The Vulcan and himself had never quite gotten along, and he wondered how Captain Archer out up with her.

"I do not know if it can track vital signs, but I know that it can track computer devices."

"So… are you suggesting that we bug this guy?" Trip asked now not so annoyed anymore.

"I wouldn't put it that way but yes, if all else fails." T'pol answered.

"OK, but now we need to get to work, there are some engine thrusters that we need to work on." Trip said and went to gather his things.





Well that's it, Hari, have fun on chapter five!

-Celaia