Disclaimer: Ok. I don't want to say what I don't own here, as it would constitute as a spoiler for later chapters, but I don't own Enterprise or the book that the entity dude mentions. I also don't own the entity dude, CAN'T TELL WHO IT IS!
Megan looked around. Her father was standing in the doorway, looking releived, and some weird dude with funky eyebrows was standing behind him. Megan blinked, and looked at him. She was too polite to comment on the freaky one, but she wanted to say something to her father about the entity, and Miral, and that boy...
It came out in a stream of happy tears, relaying the fright of being alone, and the shock of the entity, what it had said, and everything else she had experianced. She ran up and hugged her father, crying hard and hardly able to talk. She knew he couldn't understand, but for now, all that mattered was she was out of that hell-hole.
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He sat, invisable, watching them. They seemed so happy. Using Miral's image was pure genious, but he had to hand it to her. She was pretty tough. Maybe he would show himself soon. He didn't know. All he knew, was that he hoped he wouldn't get in trouble for messing around in time. Nah.
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A while later, when everything had calmed down, Megan began to explain the entity, and every other thing she had seen. Reed sat there, nodding, listening. When she had finished her tale, she realized exactly how far-fetched all this seemed. But it wouldn't stop her from beleiving it anyway. She leaned back in her chair and grinned, eyes closed, but when she opened them, she fell out. There was that boy, and he was right up in here face! Outside of the coma! She turned around, but her dad was frozen, not moving.
She turned back to him. No, it was a different boy, but not by much. They both had black hair, but this one had a different face, and eye color. His eyes were blue. And he was... Laughing at her! She glared at him.
"And WHAT may I ask is so funny?" She said, trying to sound intimidating. It didn't seem to be working, he was laughing harder. She have him a look like he was insane, and stood up. "Well?"
"What's so funny, is that you fell down. Ya know, maybe I was wrong about you." He said, walking aroud her chair, casually.
"What? I don't even KNOW you!" She snapped at him. He laughed again. "THAT'S IT!" She yelled. "I have had it up to here with this high and mighty attitude! WHO are you?"
He still hadn't answered her. He was laughing hard. She colapsed into her chair, pinching the bridge of her nose. She was gonna have a headache.
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"Yes, Captain, I understand that but--"
"No, T'Pol, I don't think you do. He scored! I saw it! The ref is a bone-head!" Archer told her, indicating a game of soccer on the TV screen.
T'Pol rolled her eyes, but when they were facing up, they froze. She wasn't moving! Archer did a double take. Definatly time for a visit to sickbay... he thought, picking her up, and carrying her there.
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There was a flash of light, and the boy standing behind her, was in front of her. In her face again. She glared. For a second, she thought she saw shock flicker across his face, but it vanished quickly.
"You don't seem shocked." He said, comtemplatingly, circling her. "And it's only a matter of time before the captain gets here."
Archer walked in, at that very moment.
"Right on cue." She muttered, and the boy laughed. "How appropriate!" He said, grinning.
"Who is that?" Archer demanded, looking from her, to the boy. With another flash of light, he was in front of Archer.
"I'm Q." He said, smirking. Archer glared. Megan stared. "Q?" She asked blankly, and rolled her eyes.
"Well, Q, I've got news for you. You're in the real world, and I can hurt you now." She said teasingly, and he looked at her like she had grown an extra head.
"I beg to differ." He said, grinning. And one more of those flashes he seemed so proud of, came that way, and he was levitating above Archer's head.
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A/N: Yes, that is Q2. Not Q. And yes, that IS what put Megan in a coma, an explanation for why he's there later. Archer is going to be a bit "Picard-ish" when dealing with Q. Q will show up later, yes, but I needed a plot device, and this was al;l I could think of for the moment.
Amy Rose: YAY!!! Harry Potter Rocks!!! I finished it a while ago, I was re-reading it, and finished the second time yesterday. (I was reading it more carefully.) Anyway, I think Umbridge is a bitch. With that said, I'll shut up now.
Sanctus: So, do you like the explanation so far? *grins*
And on another note, I just LURVE Q!!! I had to have him in this story, because he's so cool! I'll be going on vacation as of Tuesday, so don't expect an update 'til next wednsday (Not this coming wednsday, the one after) sorry. I had to get this in before I left.
Megan looked around. Her father was standing in the doorway, looking releived, and some weird dude with funky eyebrows was standing behind him. Megan blinked, and looked at him. She was too polite to comment on the freaky one, but she wanted to say something to her father about the entity, and Miral, and that boy...
It came out in a stream of happy tears, relaying the fright of being alone, and the shock of the entity, what it had said, and everything else she had experianced. She ran up and hugged her father, crying hard and hardly able to talk. She knew he couldn't understand, but for now, all that mattered was she was out of that hell-hole.
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He sat, invisable, watching them. They seemed so happy. Using Miral's image was pure genious, but he had to hand it to her. She was pretty tough. Maybe he would show himself soon. He didn't know. All he knew, was that he hoped he wouldn't get in trouble for messing around in time. Nah.
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A while later, when everything had calmed down, Megan began to explain the entity, and every other thing she had seen. Reed sat there, nodding, listening. When she had finished her tale, she realized exactly how far-fetched all this seemed. But it wouldn't stop her from beleiving it anyway. She leaned back in her chair and grinned, eyes closed, but when she opened them, she fell out. There was that boy, and he was right up in here face! Outside of the coma! She turned around, but her dad was frozen, not moving.
She turned back to him. No, it was a different boy, but not by much. They both had black hair, but this one had a different face, and eye color. His eyes were blue. And he was... Laughing at her! She glared at him.
"And WHAT may I ask is so funny?" She said, trying to sound intimidating. It didn't seem to be working, he was laughing harder. She have him a look like he was insane, and stood up. "Well?"
"What's so funny, is that you fell down. Ya know, maybe I was wrong about you." He said, walking aroud her chair, casually.
"What? I don't even KNOW you!" She snapped at him. He laughed again. "THAT'S IT!" She yelled. "I have had it up to here with this high and mighty attitude! WHO are you?"
He still hadn't answered her. He was laughing hard. She colapsed into her chair, pinching the bridge of her nose. She was gonna have a headache.
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"Yes, Captain, I understand that but--"
"No, T'Pol, I don't think you do. He scored! I saw it! The ref is a bone-head!" Archer told her, indicating a game of soccer on the TV screen.
T'Pol rolled her eyes, but when they were facing up, they froze. She wasn't moving! Archer did a double take. Definatly time for a visit to sickbay... he thought, picking her up, and carrying her there.
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There was a flash of light, and the boy standing behind her, was in front of her. In her face again. She glared. For a second, she thought she saw shock flicker across his face, but it vanished quickly.
"You don't seem shocked." He said, comtemplatingly, circling her. "And it's only a matter of time before the captain gets here."
Archer walked in, at that very moment.
"Right on cue." She muttered, and the boy laughed. "How appropriate!" He said, grinning.
"Who is that?" Archer demanded, looking from her, to the boy. With another flash of light, he was in front of Archer.
"I'm Q." He said, smirking. Archer glared. Megan stared. "Q?" She asked blankly, and rolled her eyes.
"Well, Q, I've got news for you. You're in the real world, and I can hurt you now." She said teasingly, and he looked at her like she had grown an extra head.
"I beg to differ." He said, grinning. And one more of those flashes he seemed so proud of, came that way, and he was levitating above Archer's head.
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A/N: Yes, that is Q2. Not Q. And yes, that IS what put Megan in a coma, an explanation for why he's there later. Archer is going to be a bit "Picard-ish" when dealing with Q. Q will show up later, yes, but I needed a plot device, and this was al;l I could think of for the moment.
Amy Rose: YAY!!! Harry Potter Rocks!!! I finished it a while ago, I was re-reading it, and finished the second time yesterday. (I was reading it more carefully.) Anyway, I think Umbridge is a bitch. With that said, I'll shut up now.
Sanctus: So, do you like the explanation so far? *grins*
And on another note, I just LURVE Q!!! I had to have him in this story, because he's so cool! I'll be going on vacation as of Tuesday, so don't expect an update 'til next wednsday (Not this coming wednsday, the one after) sorry. I had to get this in before I left.