CHAPTER ELEVEN
RACHEL'S RETURN
(Jake)
I was really impressed with Marco's accomplishments. For once, being a Trekkie did him some good.
We were in the crew lounge a few days later. Captain Janeway, as the captain called herself, had spoken to each of us. James' team had been healed of whatever problems they had that force them to stay in morph, and all of us Animorphs, except for Marco, of course, had been given a "field commission," or promoted on the spot, as Marco said, of Ensign, the lowest rank for starship crew. It was better than hanging around the sidelines. Our "tracks" had been determined by our abilities. Ax was Engineering, Marco, James and I were command, Cassie was medical(big surprise), and Tobias was Security, for his hawk's hearing and vision. James' team was whatever they were good at. We still hadn't found Rachel, but I doubted we'd be searching long.
A man approached our table. He had on a strangley patterned outfit, a mohak on his head and spots all around his head. Marco informed me later that this was Neelix, a "Talaxian."
"Well, Animorphs. What will it be?" said Neelix, pulling out a small flat device I later found out from the Star Trek info motherload was a PADD.
We gave him our orders and he used his PADD to jot them down. Then he left. I leaned over to Marco. "You know so much about Voyager and Star Trek one might think you created it."
He cracked a grin. "I try. Besides, I don't know much about the series Deep Space Nine. To tell you the truth, that's about the only science fiction I don't like."
A passing security member stopped and turned to Marco. "Is what I'm hearing true? Is there actually a Star Trek show sci-fi nut Marco dislikes?" Everyone whirled around. And I thought what everyone was thinking. Rachel?!
The woman let down her hair, which was in a bun. I recognized the long, golden immediatly. It was Rachel!
Marco suddenly erupted from his chair, knocking it over. He held his arms out to her. "Rachel!
Xena! You've returned."
Rachel leaned back, a look on her face suggesting Marco was a tub of slime. It really was Rachel. She sat next to me. "Well, cousin. Looks like not much has changed in the group."
Cassie turned to face Rachel, a tear rolling down her cheek. "I'm so glad to see you again. We've missed you so much."
I felt something on my cheek and realized I was crying, too. I looked around, and saw that all of the original five Animorphs were crying. I didn't see Ax, as he was down in Main Engineering with B'Elonna Torres. But he would probably be crying in the Andalite way if he knew as well.
Excuse me. I can't continue right now.
RACHEL'S RETURN
(Jake)
I was really impressed with Marco's accomplishments. For once, being a Trekkie did him some good.
We were in the crew lounge a few days later. Captain Janeway, as the captain called herself, had spoken to each of us. James' team had been healed of whatever problems they had that force them to stay in morph, and all of us Animorphs, except for Marco, of course, had been given a "field commission," or promoted on the spot, as Marco said, of Ensign, the lowest rank for starship crew. It was better than hanging around the sidelines. Our "tracks" had been determined by our abilities. Ax was Engineering, Marco, James and I were command, Cassie was medical(big surprise), and Tobias was Security, for his hawk's hearing and vision. James' team was whatever they were good at. We still hadn't found Rachel, but I doubted we'd be searching long.
A man approached our table. He had on a strangley patterned outfit, a mohak on his head and spots all around his head. Marco informed me later that this was Neelix, a "Talaxian."
"Well, Animorphs. What will it be?" said Neelix, pulling out a small flat device I later found out from the Star Trek info motherload was a PADD.
We gave him our orders and he used his PADD to jot them down. Then he left. I leaned over to Marco. "You know so much about Voyager and Star Trek one might think you created it."
He cracked a grin. "I try. Besides, I don't know much about the series Deep Space Nine. To tell you the truth, that's about the only science fiction I don't like."
A passing security member stopped and turned to Marco. "Is what I'm hearing true? Is there actually a Star Trek show sci-fi nut Marco dislikes?" Everyone whirled around. And I thought what everyone was thinking. Rachel?!
The woman let down her hair, which was in a bun. I recognized the long, golden immediatly. It was Rachel!
Marco suddenly erupted from his chair, knocking it over. He held his arms out to her. "Rachel!
Xena! You've returned."
Rachel leaned back, a look on her face suggesting Marco was a tub of slime. It really was Rachel. She sat next to me. "Well, cousin. Looks like not much has changed in the group."
Cassie turned to face Rachel, a tear rolling down her cheek. "I'm so glad to see you again. We've missed you so much."
I felt something on my cheek and realized I was crying, too. I looked around, and saw that all of the original five Animorphs were crying. I didn't see Ax, as he was down in Main Engineering with B'Elonna Torres. But he would probably be crying in the Andalite way if he knew as well.
Excuse me. I can't continue right now.