Chapter Six.



What is this blue thing???



Trip and T'pol hurriedly found their way to the bridge to seek out the captain to ask where to find the docking bay, they were very lost.

"Captain sir…" Trip inquired of the stout man sitting at the head of the large platform. "We are ready to get to work… we have everything we need, just directions to the shuttle bay… we seem to have lost our ship."

Smiling the captain rose from his chair.

"I know, I know. It is quite a large ship, I would be happy to show you to your shuttle."

Tucker and T'pol followed the captain down the winding maze like corridors, when suddenly the vessel shook with a disturbing creaking sound.

"Captain," a voice rang out over the communicator device that the captain held in his hand.

"We have trouble sir… that fugitive is at it again! He has almost completely knocked out our life support on level five!"

"Great!" the captain said sarcastically. "I'll be there as soon as I can get these guys started!"

T'pol shuttered at the thought of being called a 'guy'. 'Very primitive.' She thought to herself.

Trip almost broke into a run as soon as he saw the shuttle, and climbed inside as quickly as he could.

"Man anything to get of this thing… that sound could not be good, who knows where that felon will strike next." Tucker said as he strapped himself in.

They carefully maneuvered the shuttle around the outside edge of the ship and landed on the smooth blue transparent hull of the ship.

"How are we going to work on this thing if we can't get through this stuff?" Trip asked nervously.

A voice broke over the com.

"Just turn your ship off and the shielding will be turned off momentarily."

Trip tuned the craft off, and looked around the outside of the shuttle waiting for what would happen next.

Slowly the blue haze began to fade and the ship began to sink toward the ship. As they sunk through, the shield closed up the spot where they had gone through.

"It is safe for you to leave your shuttle now." The voice said calmly.

Trip unbuckled himself nervously. "Well, I guess we can trust them." He said and opened the door.

He hopped out to find that the air was completely oxygenated, and it was heated also. The parts of the ship sat exposed and ready to work on.

Trip carried his tool box from the shuttle to where he thought the problem with the thrusters was.

" I think that this would be a good place to start… let's try it." Trip said as T'pol came over to try to help.

Just then the ship lurched with another terrible cracking sound, this time accompanied by a cracking sound.

"I hope that Malcolm gets that guys soon, for all our sakes." Tucker said solemnly.



Well, Hari, get to work. =)=)=)=)

- Celeia Cide