Captain Archer sat calmly on the bridge, although nothing else around him was. Hoshi wasn't at her post, Travis was reading a book at his station, Malcolm was nowhere to be seen and T'Pol seemed to be muttering to herself. He was prepared to haul them all down to sickbay, but just at that moment Trip stepped out of the turbolift, hauling a nervous Malcolm in front of him.

"Lieutenant Reed. Your station awaits you."

Malcolm meekly headed over to his station, leaving Trip and Archer together.

"What the hell's going on, Cap'n?! Has the entire ship gone crazy?!"

Archer sighed. "I was actually just on my way down to sickbay to talk to the doctor about it." He then turned to face his science officer. "T'Pol."

"Yes Captain?" she asked, turning away from her post.

"You have the bridge." he said, standing up and heading towards the turbolift with Trip.

That's when It happened.

Archer couldn't believe his eyes. His ship had gone crazy! His logical, unemotional science officer had just battered her eyelashes at Trip! Then she smiled at him.

Trip almost fainted. //What the hell is going on here?!!!// He quickly moved to the tubolift and entered it.

"C'mon Jon! Let's go!"

Archer swiftly followed him in and headed to sickbay.

*~*

Trip had gone down to Engineering. Apparently, there were some *incidents* down there.

Archer entered sickbay to find several crewmen occupying the biobeds. They all had injuries ranging from cuts and bruises to a broken arm.

He was about to yell out for Phlox, but was interrupted by just the man he was looking for.

"Ah, Captain! May I have a word with you?"

Archer just nodded.

Phlox led them to his small office. The doctor sat down, but Archer opted to stand.

"What's happening to my people, doctor?" Archer started off.

"Well, Captain, I have formed an explanation. Would you like to hear it?"

"By all means."

"When Ensign Sato and Sub-Commander T'Pol when down to Kulyia for the trade negotiations with the Limati, they seem to have brought something else with them, a virus. It is in the form of an odorless green gas, spread by airborne inhalation. It is not deadly, but does have some *interesting* side effects."

"Like what?" Archer asked impatiently.

"Well, the virus affects the emotions of the species it attacks. For example, if Crewman A was subconsciously attracted to Crewman B, A would suddenly find B irresistible. In another example, A could unknowingly dislike B, and that would lead to a fight."

"So it plays on already existing relationships? Feelings we have for certain people?"

"Exactly. So far, the only people that haven't been affected are myself and Porthos, because our genetic makeup is immensely different from yours. I don't know how long it will be until it mutates to affect us. In the meantime, I'm working on an antidote, but I don't know how long it'll take me."

"So in the meantime, I'm supposed to let my crew go crazy?!"

"Yes."

Archer sighed. "All right. Hurry with that antidote."

"I will."

Archer swiftly turned and left sickbay.