A/N: thanks for the reviews so far… we WILL explain what happened to her later….. If not in the story, then in an author's note at the end of the story…. Also "small viewer"=that thing that T'Pol read her letter on in her quarters in Breaking the Ice as well as the thing that Trip read her letter on and the thing in the Captain's quarters/ready room that He always talks to Admiral Forrest on. If you know what this is called, please tell me…
Chapter Three
T'Pol woke late the next morning, alarmed at how much time had passed since her alarm usually woke her. He dressed quickly and darted out the door to go to sickbay.
"I am late. I apologize," she told Doctor Phlox when she arrived.
"No. You're right on time." He looked confused. Then He realized what she was talking about. "Oh. I took the liberty of turning your alarm off. You need plenty of sleep, and knowing you that would not have happened otherwise."
T'Pol glared at him for a moment before regaining her composure. "Why did you tell me to come here this morning?" She asked.
"To see how your condition is coming," Phlox answered as politely as possible.
"I see." She paused a moment. "You said that you could tell me who the father was. I would like to know now."
"Actually I told you that I could try to determine the father. With this being the first human-Vulcan pregnancy ever recorded, I have no basis for comparison. As a result, I may or may not be able to determine the father of this child. I will attempt to find out. If you would sit down over there." He pointed to a biobed and she sat down. He then took out a scanner and several other devices. After scanning for about a minute, He furrowed his brow. "Hmmmmmm…" He said.
T'Pol raised an eyebrow and prompted. "Doctor?"
"Well, it seems that, as I feared, the combination of human and Vulcan DNA makes it nearly impossible to be certain who the father is. If I had something to compare it to-"
"Doctor," she interrupted.
"Ah, yes… I'm afraid the only thing I can be certain about is that the father seems to be a human somewhere in the 30 to 50 year age group." He seemingly held pride in his ability to make such a discovery. "Ah, and I would recommend looking through your logs and the ship's logs in order to rule out anyone who you had no contact with," He suggested.
"Thank you Doctor," T'Pol said as she hopped off the biobed. "I will. Goodbye Doctor."
With that, T'Pol left sickbay and headed toward her quarters. On the way there she encountered Commander Tucker, who greeted her with a typical "Mornin' T'Pol." She only glanced at him and nodded as she made her way to her quarters as quickly as possible. She didn't want to talk with anyone before she got there.
When she finally arrived at her quarters, she changed into a gown that was much looser and walked to the small viewer in her room. She brought up all of the log entries made around ten weeks ago. She couldn't find any made by her. After further searching, she remembered that she'd been on an away mission for three days. She opened up the mission logs from that away mission and discovered that, aside from herself, the only other crewmembers present had been the Captain, Ensign Sato, Commander Tucker, and Ensign Stewart. She didn't remember Ensign Stewart or Commander Tucker being there, nor did she remember what she did on that mission. She searched the logs further and discovered that Ensign Stewart had piloted the shuttle pod down. He had then been forced to take the pod back to Enterprise after it was damaged in a storm on the way down. Not wanting to risk anymore people than he had to, the Captain had ordered the crew to stay on the uninhabited planet until another pod could be sent down for them. The other shuttle pod had been undergoing other repairs at the time and the away team had been forced to wait on the planet for several days.
Therefore, the only human males that she'd had any contact with around ten weeks ago had been the Captain and Commander Tucker. But that was impossible. She would never do anything unprofessional with them. Or any members of the crew for that matter. But someone on the crew had done this to her, whether it had been against her will or not; whether she could remember or not. Perhaps, though, Phlox had been incorrect on the time frame estimate he'd made. This was, after all, the first human-Vulcan pregnancy ever recorded, as Doctor Phlox himself had stated. He had also said that the human-Vulcan physiology made it quite difficult to isolate any identifying human DNA.
She looked at the logs for several more minutes, though it seemed like hours. Then she turned off the monitor and walked to the middle of the room to sit down. She lit a candle and began to meditate. The candle light reflecting off the walls of the small room was the last thing that T'Pol saw before closing her eyes. She had the entire day to meditate and planned to make good use of it. She could then return to sickbay to inform the Doctor of her findings and ask him to rerun some of his scans and to check his previous theory.
Chapter Three
T'Pol woke late the next morning, alarmed at how much time had passed since her alarm usually woke her. He dressed quickly and darted out the door to go to sickbay.
"I am late. I apologize," she told Doctor Phlox when she arrived.
"No. You're right on time." He looked confused. Then He realized what she was talking about. "Oh. I took the liberty of turning your alarm off. You need plenty of sleep, and knowing you that would not have happened otherwise."
T'Pol glared at him for a moment before regaining her composure. "Why did you tell me to come here this morning?" She asked.
"To see how your condition is coming," Phlox answered as politely as possible.
"I see." She paused a moment. "You said that you could tell me who the father was. I would like to know now."
"Actually I told you that I could try to determine the father. With this being the first human-Vulcan pregnancy ever recorded, I have no basis for comparison. As a result, I may or may not be able to determine the father of this child. I will attempt to find out. If you would sit down over there." He pointed to a biobed and she sat down. He then took out a scanner and several other devices. After scanning for about a minute, He furrowed his brow. "Hmmmmmm…" He said.
T'Pol raised an eyebrow and prompted. "Doctor?"
"Well, it seems that, as I feared, the combination of human and Vulcan DNA makes it nearly impossible to be certain who the father is. If I had something to compare it to-"
"Doctor," she interrupted.
"Ah, yes… I'm afraid the only thing I can be certain about is that the father seems to be a human somewhere in the 30 to 50 year age group." He seemingly held pride in his ability to make such a discovery. "Ah, and I would recommend looking through your logs and the ship's logs in order to rule out anyone who you had no contact with," He suggested.
"Thank you Doctor," T'Pol said as she hopped off the biobed. "I will. Goodbye Doctor."
With that, T'Pol left sickbay and headed toward her quarters. On the way there she encountered Commander Tucker, who greeted her with a typical "Mornin' T'Pol." She only glanced at him and nodded as she made her way to her quarters as quickly as possible. She didn't want to talk with anyone before she got there.
When she finally arrived at her quarters, she changed into a gown that was much looser and walked to the small viewer in her room. She brought up all of the log entries made around ten weeks ago. She couldn't find any made by her. After further searching, she remembered that she'd been on an away mission for three days. She opened up the mission logs from that away mission and discovered that, aside from herself, the only other crewmembers present had been the Captain, Ensign Sato, Commander Tucker, and Ensign Stewart. She didn't remember Ensign Stewart or Commander Tucker being there, nor did she remember what she did on that mission. She searched the logs further and discovered that Ensign Stewart had piloted the shuttle pod down. He had then been forced to take the pod back to Enterprise after it was damaged in a storm on the way down. Not wanting to risk anymore people than he had to, the Captain had ordered the crew to stay on the uninhabited planet until another pod could be sent down for them. The other shuttle pod had been undergoing other repairs at the time and the away team had been forced to wait on the planet for several days.
Therefore, the only human males that she'd had any contact with around ten weeks ago had been the Captain and Commander Tucker. But that was impossible. She would never do anything unprofessional with them. Or any members of the crew for that matter. But someone on the crew had done this to her, whether it had been against her will or not; whether she could remember or not. Perhaps, though, Phlox had been incorrect on the time frame estimate he'd made. This was, after all, the first human-Vulcan pregnancy ever recorded, as Doctor Phlox himself had stated. He had also said that the human-Vulcan physiology made it quite difficult to isolate any identifying human DNA.
She looked at the logs for several more minutes, though it seemed like hours. Then she turned off the monitor and walked to the middle of the room to sit down. She lit a candle and began to meditate. The candle light reflecting off the walls of the small room was the last thing that T'Pol saw before closing her eyes. She had the entire day to meditate and planned to make good use of it. She could then return to sickbay to inform the Doctor of her findings and ask him to rerun some of his scans and to check his previous theory.