Spoilers for everything the US has seen including 'acquisition'.
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Trek: Enterprise and certainly don't have the lucky pleasure of writing what gets to happen to the crew. (very unoriginal disclaimer i know-- I wasted too much time on the story to think of a good disclaimer that funny)
I forgot to mention are thoughts and // are equal to same time, different part of the ship //
ok the first part-- it is NOT your imagination, i did rewind, it helps to understand what happened to Malcolm.
Point of Impact [formally titled, 'oh how Qt (cute)] ~ author unknown
"Ok Cap'n."
"We need the engines now Trip."
"I need two minutes." Trip said, quickly tapping on the console.
// Archer looked over at T'Pol.
"The ship is gone." She said needlessly. //
"Who's gone Cap'n?" Trip asked.
// "Malcolm. He was transported off the ship." Archer said.//
"No I'm right here." Malcolm said, but they ignored him. That was strange.
"Malcolm??" Trip asked.
"This isn't funny Captain." Malcolm said. "I didn't bloody go anywhere."
"We're not just going to let that ship go are we?" Hoshi said.
"Might as well, I'm not on it." Malcolm told her, but there wasn't a response to his statement.
"No." Archer said, "T'Pol. He said, gesturing her to follow him.
"Wait, what?" Malcolm was confused as someone replaced his station.
This didn't make any sense. Why was he being replaced as if he was gone? He got up quickly to follow Archer and T'Pol. He walked right behind them, and they didn't say anything.
As they walked through the corridors past engineering, Malcolm was about to ask the inevitable when Trip joined the group. Malcolm thought.
"Commander!" he said.
Trip glanced behind him, but no one was there.
"Trip?" Archer asked, noticing he'd just lost his audience.
"I dunno." He responded. "The engines won't... work." He said, finally turning back around to give his captain his full attention.
"Won't work? Is that a new technical term?" Archer joked.
"Sorry." he apologized. "What ever that scanning devise was it interfered with the kenetic energy of the warp drive."
"How so?" Malcolm asked.
"I dunno. It was strange. I hate to say it Cap'n, but I never saw anythin' like it." Trip responded as they walked through the doors of the private dinning room.
As they sat down, Malcolm tried to think of what had happened. That beam had read on sensors as a scan, not a transporter. What changed?
"So he's just gone?" Trip said.
"If you're referring to me, I never left." Reed muttered.
Archer nodded.
"Huh."
"Aren't you going to introduce us?" Q asked suddenly appearing.
Malcolm just stared quietly through the whole thing. A snap of the fingers, and things changed. He hadn't really been listening or paying attention much, since he was trying to figure out exactly what was going on. But when a snap made T'Pol's clothes disappear, he started to pay attention.
Trip couldn't help but snicker, causing Malcolm to finally speak. "I told you she had a nice bum." He whispered to Trip as a test. Trip looked around. He could have sworn he just heard Malcolm. Maybe he was just hearing him in his head.
"This is entirely inappropriate." T'Pol said with her usual excitement.
"You must enjoy this." T'Pol said, with a sigh. Humans were so annoying. And this.... thing was no better.
"I do! Thanks for asking." Q said.
"It was not a question." T'Pol said. "Now, I request that you return to the way I was. Fully clothed."
"You and engineering boy." Trip spun back round and shook his head.
The captain also looked at Trip, arching his eyebrow.
Trip was stuck.
"What is with the both of you, can't you have fun?" Q continued, but did return T'Pol's clothes. "You're both uptight."
"I am not uptight. If you had not noticed, I am Vulcan." T'Pol said.
"I *did* notice." Q said, frowning. "Are you Vulcan too?" He asked Trip. "All live long and boring?" He held up his hand, but not the Vulcan symbol, instead he had his middle two finger together, and his outside ones apart.
Malcolm snickered. he laughed mentally.
In spite of the situation, Archer couldn't help but smile some, although T'Pol did not seem amused.
"Q." Q said, sensing the need for an introduction. Archer hesitantly extended his hand shake Q's, but Q pulled it back and laughed. "You are far to gullible Captain."
Archer cleared his throat. "Perhaps you'd like to tell us why you're here?"
"I would not." Q said. He was sitting on the table, T'Pol standing with her arms behind her back, Archer with his crossed over his chest and Trip leaning against the wall. Malcolm stood close to Trip, although no one saw him.
"Well aren't you mister silent?" Q said, turning to Trip.
At first, Trip though he was talking to him, but it was apparent Q was addressing someone else.
Malcolm looked at him. "You're talking to me?"
Trip heard two people talking, but only saw Q. He moved further away from where Q was 'talking'.
"Well yes." Q said, as if Malcolm was stupid.
Trip and Archer exchanged glances. Now he was talking to...??
From Archer's point of view, Q was talking to the wall. From Trip's, well, he saw nothing except Q, although he heard responses, which he assumed were just Q playing with his mind. He just assumed the Captain was hearing them as well.
"You can see me? I'm not invisible or something?" Malcolm said.
"No." Q grinned. *Finally* someone who wanted to play.
"Who are ya talkin' to?" Trip asked, wondering if this was another one of his little games.
"I don't know." Q shrugged. "Lieutenant Silent I believe."
Silent? Archer mouthed. Trip shrugged. He didn't know a Lieutenant Silent.
"Reed actually." Malcolm corrected.
Now this was really messing with his head.
"Oh. I'm sorry. I'm Q." Q extended his hand.
"Yes I know." Malcolm didn't take Q's hand. The voice Trip was hearing was definitely Malcolm's.
"Hmph." Q said. "What are you?"
"Oh... you mean my duty? Munitions officer."
"What was your first name?"
"Malcolm." Malcolm said.
"Ah. I see."
"I do not." T'Pol interjected.
"Captain! Com--Trip? Come on guys... this isn't funny anymore." Malcolm said plainly.
"Well, it's been nice meeting you all, especially you, Commander." Trip put his hand over his face.
"And you, Captain. And I hope they will see you soon as well." Q said to Malcolm.
Malcolm nodded; he sure wished that too.
Snap. Q disappeared.
"You have a 'way' of meeting new species Commander." T'Pol said.
"Don't start." Trip threatened.
author unknown
Isn't this confusing? I had to go back in after I had already written this once-- that's the 'crap' that happened. I changed the plot and it made better sense to just go back and add what Malcolm was saying that to re-write the whole thing. Trust me, I'll figure a way to explain why only Trip can hear him, I promise.
::has fingers crossed::
oh those?? heh heh ::is nervous:: just ignore those... :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Trek: Enterprise and certainly don't have the lucky pleasure of writing what gets to happen to the crew. (very unoriginal disclaimer i know-- I wasted too much time on the story to think of a good disclaimer that funny)
I forgot to mention are thoughts and // are equal to same time, different part of the ship //
ok the first part-- it is NOT your imagination, i did rewind, it helps to understand what happened to Malcolm.
Point of Impact [formally titled, 'oh how Qt (cute)] ~ author unknown
"Ok Cap'n."
"We need the engines now Trip."
"I need two minutes." Trip said, quickly tapping on the console.
// Archer looked over at T'Pol.
"The ship is gone." She said needlessly. //
"Who's gone Cap'n?" Trip asked.
// "Malcolm. He was transported off the ship." Archer said.//
"No I'm right here." Malcolm said, but they ignored him. That was strange.
"Malcolm??" Trip asked.
"This isn't funny Captain." Malcolm said. "I didn't bloody go anywhere."
"We're not just going to let that ship go are we?" Hoshi said.
"Might as well, I'm not on it." Malcolm told her, but there wasn't a response to his statement.
"No." Archer said, "T'Pol. He said, gesturing her to follow him.
"Wait, what?" Malcolm was confused as someone replaced his station.
This didn't make any sense. Why was he being replaced as if he was gone? He got up quickly to follow Archer and T'Pol. He walked right behind them, and they didn't say anything.
As they walked through the corridors past engineering, Malcolm was about to ask the inevitable when Trip joined the group. Malcolm thought.
"Commander!" he said.
Trip glanced behind him, but no one was there.
"Trip?" Archer asked, noticing he'd just lost his audience.
"I dunno." He responded. "The engines won't... work." He said, finally turning back around to give his captain his full attention.
"Won't work? Is that a new technical term?" Archer joked.
"Sorry." he apologized. "What ever that scanning devise was it interfered with the kenetic energy of the warp drive."
"How so?" Malcolm asked.
"I dunno. It was strange. I hate to say it Cap'n, but I never saw anythin' like it." Trip responded as they walked through the doors of the private dinning room.
As they sat down, Malcolm tried to think of what had happened. That beam had read on sensors as a scan, not a transporter. What changed?
"So he's just gone?" Trip said.
"If you're referring to me, I never left." Reed muttered.
Archer nodded.
"Huh."
"Aren't you going to introduce us?" Q asked suddenly appearing.
Malcolm just stared quietly through the whole thing. A snap of the fingers, and things changed. He hadn't really been listening or paying attention much, since he was trying to figure out exactly what was going on. But when a snap made T'Pol's clothes disappear, he started to pay attention.
Trip couldn't help but snicker, causing Malcolm to finally speak. "I told you she had a nice bum." He whispered to Trip as a test. Trip looked around. He could have sworn he just heard Malcolm. Maybe he was just hearing him in his head.
"This is entirely inappropriate." T'Pol said with her usual excitement.
"You must enjoy this." T'Pol said, with a sigh. Humans were so annoying. And this.... thing was no better.
"I do! Thanks for asking." Q said.
"It was not a question." T'Pol said. "Now, I request that you return to the way I was. Fully clothed."
"You and engineering boy." Trip spun back round and shook his head.
The captain also looked at Trip, arching his eyebrow.
Trip was stuck.
"What is with the both of you, can't you have fun?" Q continued, but did return T'Pol's clothes. "You're both uptight."
"I am not uptight. If you had not noticed, I am Vulcan." T'Pol said.
"I *did* notice." Q said, frowning. "Are you Vulcan too?" He asked Trip. "All live long and boring?" He held up his hand, but not the Vulcan symbol, instead he had his middle two finger together, and his outside ones apart.
Malcolm snickered. he laughed mentally.
In spite of the situation, Archer couldn't help but smile some, although T'Pol did not seem amused.
"Q." Q said, sensing the need for an introduction. Archer hesitantly extended his hand shake Q's, but Q pulled it back and laughed. "You are far to gullible Captain."
Archer cleared his throat. "Perhaps you'd like to tell us why you're here?"
"I would not." Q said. He was sitting on the table, T'Pol standing with her arms behind her back, Archer with his crossed over his chest and Trip leaning against the wall. Malcolm stood close to Trip, although no one saw him.
"Well aren't you mister silent?" Q said, turning to Trip.
At first, Trip though he was talking to him, but it was apparent Q was addressing someone else.
Malcolm looked at him. "You're talking to me?"
Trip heard two people talking, but only saw Q. He moved further away from where Q was 'talking'.
"Well yes." Q said, as if Malcolm was stupid.
Trip and Archer exchanged glances. Now he was talking to...??
From Archer's point of view, Q was talking to the wall. From Trip's, well, he saw nothing except Q, although he heard responses, which he assumed were just Q playing with his mind. He just assumed the Captain was hearing them as well.
"You can see me? I'm not invisible or something?" Malcolm said.
"No." Q grinned. *Finally* someone who wanted to play.
"Who are ya talkin' to?" Trip asked, wondering if this was another one of his little games.
"I don't know." Q shrugged. "Lieutenant Silent I believe."
Silent? Archer mouthed. Trip shrugged. He didn't know a Lieutenant Silent.
"Reed actually." Malcolm corrected.
Now this was really messing with his head.
"Oh. I'm sorry. I'm Q." Q extended his hand.
"Yes I know." Malcolm didn't take Q's hand. The voice Trip was hearing was definitely Malcolm's.
"Hmph." Q said. "What are you?"
"Oh... you mean my duty? Munitions officer."
"What was your first name?"
"Malcolm." Malcolm said.
"Ah. I see."
"I do not." T'Pol interjected.
"Captain! Com--Trip? Come on guys... this isn't funny anymore." Malcolm said plainly.
"Well, it's been nice meeting you all, especially you, Commander." Trip put his hand over his face.
"And you, Captain. And I hope they will see you soon as well." Q said to Malcolm.
Malcolm nodded; he sure wished that too.
Snap. Q disappeared.
"You have a 'way' of meeting new species Commander." T'Pol said.
"Don't start." Trip threatened.
author unknown
Isn't this confusing? I had to go back in after I had already written this once-- that's the 'crap' that happened. I changed the plot and it made better sense to just go back and add what Malcolm was saying that to re-write the whole thing. Trust me, I'll figure a way to explain why only Trip can hear him, I promise.
::has fingers crossed::
oh those?? heh heh ::is nervous:: just ignore those... :)