A/N: once again, I had another short chapter…. In fact, there's a bunch of REALLY short chapters in a row…… but then, there's a REALLY, REALLY, REALLY long one (well, compared to the rest, it's long.)
Chapter Thirteen
"Goal!" Captain Archer cheered from inside his quarters just before hearing the door chime. 'No one wants me to watch this, do they?' he thought, this being the fourth time that his water polo game had been interrupted. He turned off the game. "Enter," he said as he put down the remote. He was surprised to find Trip standing in the doorway looking very worried.
"I lost 'er, Cap'n," Trip said, biting his lip nervously.
"What do you mean…. 'lost 'er'?" the Captain asked.
"I mean I lost 'er. She left…. Went down the turbolift an' disappeared. I followed 'er down but by the time I got sown to that deck, she was gone."
"Who? Who was gone?" The Captain was still confused.
"T'Pol!" Trip shouted, as if it was obvious.
"What?! You lost her? You don't know where she is? This isn't a very big ship, Trip…"
"I know…. But she won't answer me…." Trip was hesitant to state the 'because' part of his statement, but the Captain urged him silently to continue. "Prob'ly 'cause we argued again," he finished hesitantly.
"You what?" The Captain asked in disbelief. "You were supposed to be WATCHING her, not arguing with her."
"Sorry, Cap'n," Trip said sincerely. "An' it was about nothin', too… but now I can't find 'er. She's been gone for more than forty minutes, Cap'n. I've checked her quarters, the mess hall, the bridge… even engineering, the armory, and the gym. I can't find 'er, Cap'n. And I'm getting' worried. What if she passed out again? The Vulcans could find 'er."
"If you think that she may have fainted again, then why don't you just SCAN for her? That wouldn't be too hard, would it?"
"Sorry, Cap'n. I didn't think of that," he admitted.
"Well, then let's go," the Captain said, leading Trip as he walked toward the bridge
Chapter Thirteen
"Goal!" Captain Archer cheered from inside his quarters just before hearing the door chime. 'No one wants me to watch this, do they?' he thought, this being the fourth time that his water polo game had been interrupted. He turned off the game. "Enter," he said as he put down the remote. He was surprised to find Trip standing in the doorway looking very worried.
"I lost 'er, Cap'n," Trip said, biting his lip nervously.
"What do you mean…. 'lost 'er'?" the Captain asked.
"I mean I lost 'er. She left…. Went down the turbolift an' disappeared. I followed 'er down but by the time I got sown to that deck, she was gone."
"Who? Who was gone?" The Captain was still confused.
"T'Pol!" Trip shouted, as if it was obvious.
"What?! You lost her? You don't know where she is? This isn't a very big ship, Trip…"
"I know…. But she won't answer me…." Trip was hesitant to state the 'because' part of his statement, but the Captain urged him silently to continue. "Prob'ly 'cause we argued again," he finished hesitantly.
"You what?" The Captain asked in disbelief. "You were supposed to be WATCHING her, not arguing with her."
"Sorry, Cap'n," Trip said sincerely. "An' it was about nothin', too… but now I can't find 'er. She's been gone for more than forty minutes, Cap'n. I've checked her quarters, the mess hall, the bridge… even engineering, the armory, and the gym. I can't find 'er, Cap'n. And I'm getting' worried. What if she passed out again? The Vulcans could find 'er."
"If you think that she may have fainted again, then why don't you just SCAN for her? That wouldn't be too hard, would it?"
"Sorry, Cap'n. I didn't think of that," he admitted.
"Well, then let's go," the Captain said, leading Trip as he walked toward the bridge