Trip turned a corner, looking behind him for T'Pol, and ran right into Captain Archer. Trip fell back onto the floor as Archer braced himself against the wall.
"Sorry Jon," Trip said as he got up, "I wasn't lookin-"
He was cut off as Archer punched him in the face.
Trip wasn't prepared, so he took the full blow and stumbled backwards. "What the hell?! What's wrong with you!" he exclaimed, gingerly rubbing where Archer had hit him.
"She was mine!" Archer replied, winding up for another punch.
Trip saw it coming this time and ducked, stepping to the side while he did it. Archer stumbled forwards when his fist didn't meet it's mark and collided with a bulkhead.
"Who, Jon?! T'Pol?! 'Cause I swear, there's nothing between us!" Trip exclaimed as he watched the Captain recover.
"Then why did I see her going into your quarters! I thought you were my friend, you bastard!" Archer came forwards with his fists up, ready to fight.
"I'm not going to fight you, Jon." Trip said, moving back for every step Archer took towards him.
"Well, I'm gonna fight you, so you best be ready for it!"
Trip decided that he had to get out of there as fast as he could, so he waited until Archer was close enough, ducked under his punch and sprinted down the hallway.
"Get back here, you coward!" Trip heard Archer call out.
He kept running.