A/N: you know the drill….. Next chappy… told ya, less than ½ hour…. And I promised so now I have to type fast!!!!
Chapter 26
"Ok, is that all you remember?" The captain asked Trip. After the captain ordered him to sit down and he'd had a chance to adjust to his new and mysterious memories, the engineer had explained his odd experience to the captain and they had both come to the conclusion that Trip had indeed experienced a flashback of what the captain seemed to believe was a forgotten part of the infamous away mission. Everything seemed to fit, except that Trip couldn't remember much about the events. Or at least, he didn't remember them correctly.
"Yeah, Cap'n. If I knew, I'd be the first t' tell ya."
"Well try to remember. Was it on that away mission or not? Was T'Pol with you?"
Trip put his head in his hands and looked down at the floor. After a minute, he looked back up. "Sorry, Cap'n. I just can't remember anything else."
"But do you think that it was that away mission, Trip? This is very important."
"It could be, Cap'n. I guess that the whole thing isn't exactly clear in my mind," he admitted. Then he quickly added, "but I do know that nothin' happened between me an' T'Pol!"
"You just said that it's all a bit fuzzy and now this might be something from the away mission that you'd forgotten. So maybe something DID happen, but you just don't remember. Isn't that possible?"
"No!" Trip shouted, jumping up in shock. "I think that's somethin' I'd remember. I mean, it's kinda hard t' forget something' like that!"
"You never know. Maybe in shock of what happened, your own brain tried to wipe the memory. I've heard of it happening before."
"To BOTH of us?! Is that even possible?"
"I don't know," the captain admitted.
Trip seemed ready to speak again when the Doctor's voice came over the comm. "Sickbay to the captain."
He pushed the comm panel on the wall. "This is the Captain. That do you need, Doctor?"
"I have received permission from the Vulcan ship to collect enough blood for the Sub-commander," he answered, sounding satisfied and relieved.
"Good work, Doctor. If you don't mind me asking, what did you tell them?"
"Simply that we had no stored blood for our science officer and that in case of emergency we needed some."
"So they didn't start asking questions?"
"On the contrary, the medical officers on the ship were quite helpful, Captain."
"Well you can go get it whenever you can."
"Actually I already did, Captain. I hope you don't mind. I have begun the Sub-commander's treatment."
"Is she alright, Doc?" Trip asked from behind the Captain.
"Ah! I'm glad you're there, Commander. You asked me to inform you as soon as her condition improved." Well, he hadn't exactly asked politely, or even asked at all. But Trip was glad that Phlox didn't dwell on that fact. "Well I was just about to call you about that. Her vital signs should be stable within a few hours now that she has significantly more blood circulating in her body."
"Can I come see 'er?" Trip asked, earning him a suspicious glare from the captain.
"Of course," Phlox answered in a compassionate yet cheerful tone. With the affirmative from the Doctor, Trip immediately headed for the door. He opened it only to find the captain's arm in his way, causing him to step back and let the door be closed again.
"Thank you Doctor. Archer out." After the transmission had been cut, he turned to Trip.
"Cap'n, I'm just going t' check up on 'er. It's my fault she's there in the first place. It's the least I can do," Trip told him.
"I'm sure, Trip," he told him in a compassionate tone that told Trip that he wasn't being sarcastic. "I just wanted you to wait for me."
Trip was suddenly embarrassed and wasn't very good at hiding it. "Oh," he said, opening the door again. He let the captain leave first but followed close behind.
A/N2: ok, that's two… that took even less time than I thought!!!! Next one will be up within the next hour.... well... hopefully... i'm gonna take a break now cuz my fingers hurt, so it may be a little more than an hour, but i'll try!!!!
Chapter 26
"Ok, is that all you remember?" The captain asked Trip. After the captain ordered him to sit down and he'd had a chance to adjust to his new and mysterious memories, the engineer had explained his odd experience to the captain and they had both come to the conclusion that Trip had indeed experienced a flashback of what the captain seemed to believe was a forgotten part of the infamous away mission. Everything seemed to fit, except that Trip couldn't remember much about the events. Or at least, he didn't remember them correctly.
"Yeah, Cap'n. If I knew, I'd be the first t' tell ya."
"Well try to remember. Was it on that away mission or not? Was T'Pol with you?"
Trip put his head in his hands and looked down at the floor. After a minute, he looked back up. "Sorry, Cap'n. I just can't remember anything else."
"But do you think that it was that away mission, Trip? This is very important."
"It could be, Cap'n. I guess that the whole thing isn't exactly clear in my mind," he admitted. Then he quickly added, "but I do know that nothin' happened between me an' T'Pol!"
"You just said that it's all a bit fuzzy and now this might be something from the away mission that you'd forgotten. So maybe something DID happen, but you just don't remember. Isn't that possible?"
"No!" Trip shouted, jumping up in shock. "I think that's somethin' I'd remember. I mean, it's kinda hard t' forget something' like that!"
"You never know. Maybe in shock of what happened, your own brain tried to wipe the memory. I've heard of it happening before."
"To BOTH of us?! Is that even possible?"
"I don't know," the captain admitted.
Trip seemed ready to speak again when the Doctor's voice came over the comm. "Sickbay to the captain."
He pushed the comm panel on the wall. "This is the Captain. That do you need, Doctor?"
"I have received permission from the Vulcan ship to collect enough blood for the Sub-commander," he answered, sounding satisfied and relieved.
"Good work, Doctor. If you don't mind me asking, what did you tell them?"
"Simply that we had no stored blood for our science officer and that in case of emergency we needed some."
"So they didn't start asking questions?"
"On the contrary, the medical officers on the ship were quite helpful, Captain."
"Well you can go get it whenever you can."
"Actually I already did, Captain. I hope you don't mind. I have begun the Sub-commander's treatment."
"Is she alright, Doc?" Trip asked from behind the Captain.
"Ah! I'm glad you're there, Commander. You asked me to inform you as soon as her condition improved." Well, he hadn't exactly asked politely, or even asked at all. But Trip was glad that Phlox didn't dwell on that fact. "Well I was just about to call you about that. Her vital signs should be stable within a few hours now that she has significantly more blood circulating in her body."
"Can I come see 'er?" Trip asked, earning him a suspicious glare from the captain.
"Of course," Phlox answered in a compassionate yet cheerful tone. With the affirmative from the Doctor, Trip immediately headed for the door. He opened it only to find the captain's arm in his way, causing him to step back and let the door be closed again.
"Thank you Doctor. Archer out." After the transmission had been cut, he turned to Trip.
"Cap'n, I'm just going t' check up on 'er. It's my fault she's there in the first place. It's the least I can do," Trip told him.
"I'm sure, Trip," he told him in a compassionate tone that told Trip that he wasn't being sarcastic. "I just wanted you to wait for me."
Trip was suddenly embarrassed and wasn't very good at hiding it. "Oh," he said, opening the door again. He let the captain leave first but followed close behind.
A/N2: ok, that's two… that took even less time than I thought!!!! Next one will be up within the next hour.... well... hopefully... i'm gonna take a break now cuz my fingers hurt, so it may be a little more than an hour, but i'll try!!!!