Here's part three. Please review, I love that! :o)~
"Remind me to tell Cook that he is a god." Charles "Trip" Tucker III said throwing his napkin onto the table.
"It is interesting that you would raise a hired help up to a position of an immortal being with immense powers." Sub-Commander T'Pol dryly commented.
"It's a figure of speech, T'Pol. Like the soup is heavenly." Captain Jonathan Archer said with a smile.
T'Pol raised her eyebrow but remained silent.
The three sat, eating dinner, as they usually did in the Captain's private dinning room. It wasn't anything fancy, just a little privacy.
"Well, I feel as though I might fall asleep right here, so if you'll excuse me." Trip said as he stood up.
"Long day?" Archer asked.
"We still can't find anything to replace the major power coil." Trip said.
"How about we do a little shopping tomorrow? There might be some inhabited planets near by." The captain said.
Both Trip and Archer looked at T'Pol, waiting for her objection.
"Do you think that's a good idea?" Trip asked once she had not said anything.
"I believe it to be a very logical idea." She replied looking up from her food briefly.
Trip and Archer exchanged a look.
"I'll see you in a few hours." Trip said as he headed out of the dinning room.
His muscles seemed to loosen once he lay down onto his bed. Sleep came almost immediately, which he was grateful for. He opened his eyes a few moments later in his dream. He was so familiar with were he was; white sand and beautifully clean water. He took a deep breath of fresh ocean air. He hadn't been there since Enterprise had set out on her voyage into space.
"I've missed this place." He said out loud.
"I think I've missed you the most."
Trip turned around and smiled. What dream would be complete without his dream girl? "I was hoping you would show up." He said taking her hand.
"Have I ever let you down?" She asked with a smile.
"Nope." He leaned over and kissed her.
They both sat down in the sand and talked for a while, never of anything of importance. A sadness came over Trip when the subject of home came up. He loved his home; he loved Enterprise. He just wished that Alysiana could be there with him.
"I wish this was real." He said softly.
"I know. I really wish you were real, too." She said.
"What?" Trip asked, but he couldn't get an answer. He was pulled away from the comfort of the beach and back to his dull room, alone.
"Remind me to tell Cook that he is a god." Charles "Trip" Tucker III said throwing his napkin onto the table.
"It is interesting that you would raise a hired help up to a position of an immortal being with immense powers." Sub-Commander T'Pol dryly commented.
"It's a figure of speech, T'Pol. Like the soup is heavenly." Captain Jonathan Archer said with a smile.
T'Pol raised her eyebrow but remained silent.
The three sat, eating dinner, as they usually did in the Captain's private dinning room. It wasn't anything fancy, just a little privacy.
"Well, I feel as though I might fall asleep right here, so if you'll excuse me." Trip said as he stood up.
"Long day?" Archer asked.
"We still can't find anything to replace the major power coil." Trip said.
"How about we do a little shopping tomorrow? There might be some inhabited planets near by." The captain said.
Both Trip and Archer looked at T'Pol, waiting for her objection.
"Do you think that's a good idea?" Trip asked once she had not said anything.
"I believe it to be a very logical idea." She replied looking up from her food briefly.
Trip and Archer exchanged a look.
"I'll see you in a few hours." Trip said as he headed out of the dinning room.
His muscles seemed to loosen once he lay down onto his bed. Sleep came almost immediately, which he was grateful for. He opened his eyes a few moments later in his dream. He was so familiar with were he was; white sand and beautifully clean water. He took a deep breath of fresh ocean air. He hadn't been there since Enterprise had set out on her voyage into space.
"I've missed this place." He said out loud.
"I think I've missed you the most."
Trip turned around and smiled. What dream would be complete without his dream girl? "I was hoping you would show up." He said taking her hand.
"Have I ever let you down?" She asked with a smile.
"Nope." He leaned over and kissed her.
They both sat down in the sand and talked for a while, never of anything of importance. A sadness came over Trip when the subject of home came up. He loved his home; he loved Enterprise. He just wished that Alysiana could be there with him.
"I wish this was real." He said softly.
"I know. I really wish you were real, too." She said.
"What?" Trip asked, but he couldn't get an answer. He was pulled away from the comfort of the beach and back to his dull room, alone.