5 Minutes Earlier

"Dylan?" Rommie said. Nothing. She shut off the transmission in futility. "Why aren't they answering?"

"Perhaps something happened." Rev said, walking in. Rommie shook her head. "I've been monitoring-" Her eyes stopped at a blinking red light emanating from her screen. "Security protocols have been activated. Level 5. That's the top clearance level. But who-" She stopped. "They reactivated the ship." Her expression grew confused.

She turned to Rev, but she thought mostly to herself. "How did they end up activating security? They would've made sure it detected Tyr as the only person on board. Unless something went wrong…"

She tried to contact them again. Nothing. "During reactivation, transmission must be severed." She mused. "It's too dangerous to try to go over there."

The red blip on her screen suddenly ignited throughout the ship. Her expression grew worried and panicked, though she herself did not.

"This can't be right. The ship-it's self destructing." She tried to contact them once more, only to end in discouragement. "Something went wrong. Beka? Harper?!?"

"Overriding security measures." She said, to no one. She was just so used to it. She threw her hands up in vain. "I can't stop it."

***

The silence was deafening. Harper thought he was dead. Well, wait.

"Are we dead?" He cried, looking at Dylan and Beka.

"If we are, this is not my idea of heaven." Beka said, looking at the drab metal walls. "Something happened. Did Tyr stop the detonation?"

"I did not." Came the Nietzchean's voice from the door. "But someone did."

When they had stepped out of the brig and had reached the nearest console, Beka and Dylan set to contacting the Andromeda.

"Uh, shouldn't we work on getting off the ship?" Harper asked, standing by the door.

"We could, but then what?" Dylan asked. "Whatever our plan is, we need to figure it out now."

"And we could get blown up." He said.

"Whoa!" Beka shouted, backing away from the console. Everyone turned, their arguments dropped.

She looked up. "Sensors show movement in engineering." She said. She touched a few more keys. "There's also a temperature fluctuation in Sickbay-"

"The cryogenic unit." Dylan said and started running. Harper, Tyr, and Beka soon followed.

When they got into sickbay, the Cryo unit was open and the frozen girl inside was missing.

"Ohh great. Walking Popsicle." Harper said. He snapped his fingers. "Engineering."

"Tyr, Beka." Dylan said, starting to walk out. "Harper you contact Rommie."

"Got it boss." Harper saluted as they left.

The three entered engineering with their weapons raised. Dylan motioned to the left and right and Beka and Tyr went on their separate ways.

Dylan walked through the large room, his force lance ready.

"Mr. Captain, sir." Harper's voice came through the Comm.

"What's going on?" Dylan said quietly.

"I think you should know that our Popsicle is now on the bridge." He said. "And she's powering up the ship."

'I thought this thing couldn't move!" Dylan said as he and the others started towards the bridge.

"This piece of junk needs elevators." Beka muttered.

Tyr just growled and shot her a glare. She returned one of her own as they continued to run.

"It can move, but I couldn't access the controls to move it." Rommie's voice came on the line.

When they got to the bridge, the outer doors were sealed shut.

"I can't override it." She said. "Whoever is in there knows all the codes better than I do. I can only use what I get from the ship's databanks."

Dylan sighed. "What can we do?" He said.

Harper arrived with a few pieces of equipment. They gathered around him. Tyr shot an angry look back at the sealed doors.

"Well, first. If anyone else has noticed, it's gotten a bit cold here. Our heat packs seemed to have panicked in the impending doom we were facing and uh, they don't work anymore. So I'm still trying to get the temperature variants to stabilize." He said. "Second, our Popsicle in there definitely knows what she's doing."

"Stop calling her a Popsicle, Harper." Beka said, shaking her head.

"What do I call her?"

"You can call me Kait." A voice came from behind them.

They all turned to see the formerly frozen Nietzchean standing behind them.

"You look alive." Beka concluded.

"You look Orca Pride." Tyr remarked.

"You look great!" Three guesses as to who said that.

Kait tilted her head, as to examine Harper and his eyes, which were obviously wide.

"Well, if only all cryogenically frozen people woke up to that, it'd be a perfect universe, now wouldn't it?" She said, and smiled. "Isn't it a little cold on this ship?"

"This coming from someone who just spent the last hundred years in a freeze tube." Beka said, shaking her head.

"Trust me, there's so much you don't know." Kait said, and grinned. And not even Tyr could escape shuddering at the smile.