Archer sat in his Ready Room waiting for T'Pol to come. Every minute that past he got a little more impatient. Finally he couldn't take it any more and was just about to get up when his door chimed.

"Come in." he spoke.

"Captain. The Commander said you wished to speak with me."

"Yes T'Pol. Please come in and sit down." He waited for her to sit before speaking.

"I've just spoken with Admiral Forrest. He tells me that you're leaving us. That the High Command has decided once again to remove your from you position. Care to talk about this?"

"I have been removed from my position. What more is there to say."

"Well you could start by telling me why they're making you leave." he waited for her to speak. "I could order you to tell me Sub-Commander. Is that what you want?"

"Since I am no longer under your command Captain I do not have to answer that."

"I've got three days yet. Until the Vulcan ship picks you up you are still one of my crew. Now, what is this all about?"

"It is a personal matter Captain. I do not wish to speak about it."

"God damnit T'Pol my patience is wearing thin. Why the hell are they making you leave?" he yelled. He waited a few minutes but it was obvious that she wasn't going to answer him. "So that's it. You're just going to leave without even telling me why?

"As I said Captain, it is a personal matter and I do not wish to speak about it. Now if you do not mind I would like to return to my shift."

"Fine. But take the rest of the shift off. Go meditate or do whatever it is you do to relax. Maybe then you'll be ready to talk."

T'Pol just raised her eyebrow and gave him one of her stubborn looks "I do not need to relax Captain. I am more than capable of finishing my shift."

"I know you are T'Pol, but just humor me ok. I'll see you tonight at dinner."

"As you wish Captain. Until tonight then."

The Captain and T'Pol both got up and left the ready room. The whole bridge crew stopped to stare when they both appeared through the doors. Ever since they had gotten both transmissions there had been speculation as to what was going on. For the Captain and the Sub-Commander to both get messages from their superiors one after the other didn't bode well for the crew. And by the looks on their faces it didn't go well either.

While the Captain took his seat T'Pol just strode to the lift and exited the bridge. The fact that she left without finishing her shift put everyone on edge. T'Pol never left her post unless ordered. What would make her leave now? After a few minutes the Captain noticed that everyone was just sitting there staring.

"Is there a problem?" he said to no one in particular. After some hesitation Trip was the first to speak up.

"What's goin' on Cap'n? First you get a message and then T'Pol. Did something happen that you're not tellin' us about? he asked.

"Nothing's going on Trip. You all have nothing to worry about."

"Are you sure Cap'n?"

"Yes Trip. It was personal. Now please let's just leave it alone."

"Aye Cap'n. I'm sorry."

"Nothing to be sorry about."

Meanwhile in her quarters, T'Pol was meditating. Or trying to meditate. She couldn't concentrate and kept replaying the conversations she had earlier over in her head, trying to assimilate everything that had just happened. It took awhile but she finally settled down. Speaking with Ambassador Soval and then the Captain had left her feeling unsettled. She needed to calm herself before she was to meet with the Captain and Trip for dinner. So intent was she on her task that she didn't realize how much time had passed. Only the beep of her comm seemed to awake her.

"Archer to T'Pol?"

"Go ahead Captain."

"I thought you were meeting us for dinner T'Pol? You should have been here 10 minutes ago."

"I apologize Captain, I was meditating. I will be right there."

"Take your time T'Pol. We'll hold dinner for you."

"Thank you Captain. I won't be long."

T'Pol put her candles away and then quickly changed. She walked out the door and down the hall to the lift. Once inside she pushed the floor for the mess hall. As the lift stopped she got out and walked to the Captain's mess. All the while wondering if he was going to bring up their earlier conversation. She knew the crew would eventually find out that she was leaving, she just didn't wish to speak about it during dinner with the Captain and Commander Tucker. Deciding she wouldn't know until she went in she walked to the door and without hesitation stepped inside.