One more time. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTER'S WITH THE EXCEPTION OF
THE GIRL! PLEASE DON'T SUE ME! Okay. Everything I've said earlier applies.
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~ Little One
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" Well at least she has someone with her." Jon said, once more speaking to a silent bridge. ***
" Would you pause a second?" The girl was just stepping into the shuttle pod.
" What do you need?" She asked, one foot in the pod the other standing half off the deck.
" An EVA suit?" He questioned.
When the girl shook her head no, he gave up and stepped in after her. The girl strapped herself into a backseat and allowed Malcolm to take the controls. Pushing the buttons on the console, Malcolm guided the shuttle all the way to the docking clamps on the dying ship.
" Before you leave can you at least tell me your name? It has to be better than 'the girl'. It has to be." He spoke despairingly. She turned back around and tilted her head to the side.
" It's. well the shortened and easy version to speak is Alex." She said before practically diving through the open hatch.
// Alex. Well, at least now she's got a name. I wonder.// Reed shook his head before going after Alex.
" Is there anything I can. help. with." Malcolm was in shock as he saw the sight before him. There had to be at least thirty androids in one room alone.
" All that has to be done is the ceremony. Please sit down." She gestured to the wall next to the hatch and slid down to sit on the floor. Malcolm looked around and then slid down next to her. It took the androids a little less than an hour to get the bodies positioned in one room, correctly.
Alex stood up and turned around to help pull Malcolm up. She towed Malcolm into the middle of the room and forced him to sit down on a chair. Alex grabbed a blindfold and started to wrap it around Malcolm's eyes.
" No." He said, grabbing at the blindfold and pulling it away from his face.
" It's either this or."
" Or what?" Malcolm asked suspiciously.
" Or you have to become Jenobian. Outsiders aren't allowed to see Last Rites." She said from behind him.
" But Dr Phlox and I saw it in Sickbay." He said, confused.
" That was just asking their spirits to join us here. See, empty beds." She pointed to ten empty beds at the end of the room.
" Well, I refuse to be blindfolded."
Malcolm crossed his arms stubbornly. She turned around and started messing with something on the counter. When she came back, she had a dish filled with water along with a spoon, brown jar and a cloth.
" Here drink this." She said. There was a thick blue liquid that just refused to spill from the spoon no matter how much she shook. It reminded Malcolm of Jell-O. Very, very thick sticky Jell-O.
" What is it?" Malcolm asked a little disgusted.
" It won't kill you." She sighed.
" Positive about that?" Malcolm was still trying to pull his head away from the spoon.
" I'm still alive. Now, drink and then we can start the ceremony."
Malcolm swallowed his pride as Alex pressed the liquid closer to his lips. He licked his lips and then engulfed the spoon with his mouth. The thick blue liquid had a chocolate taste. After swallowing, a warmth spread from the back of his throat, down to his stomach and then quickly through out his entire body.
" What's happening?" He questioned when he caught sight of any of his exposed skin.
" It's working! I didn't know if it would." Alex was practically beaming at the fact that he was GLOWING.
" Is it supposed to make me glow?" He asked, staring in wonder at his arms.
" Yes it is. Now come here. Tell me when you stop glowing but don't interrupt though." ***
It took three hours for the ceremony to be finished. Malcolm glowed through most of it.
" Archer to Malcolm." They had been done for a few minutes and were raiding Alex's quarters. Malcolm paused in packing to open his comm link.
" Go ahead Captain."
" You guys about done over there? We need to be moving. If you might speed things up a bit. See if you can get some information on what happened."
Alex spoke up instead, " We're almost done here sir. I promise to fill you in after we get back." She had finished packing in his wake. " I'm ready to go Lt. Reed. Whenever you are."
Alex avoided looking in his eyes. //What have I done?// She practically screamed in her head as she walked back down the corridor. ***
Hoshi sat at the console that had become her second favorite spot. First when Trip was on the bridge like he was now. Talking to the Captain in low tones, she watched as his hand rubbed across the back of his neck from time to time.
" Ensign may I speak with you?" The uptight personnel from Vulcan asked.
" Of course Sub-commander. How can I help?"
" I would like for you to translate this for me. It's in a little used Vulcan dialect. I've not used it for a couple of decades and I believe that I am quite rusty. Along with the fact that you could use the practice and you would have something to do until you are needed again." T'Pol said in that snobby, superior voice of hers. Hoshi tried to control her temper and accepted the data pad from T'Pol.
" Thank you Sub-commander. I'll get this back to you right away." Hoshi turned quickly and just barely caught Trip's eyes on her before he turned back towards Archer.
//I wonder if he was looking at me or.// In Hoshi's mind, she twisted around to see T'Pol. Instead, she kept walking towards her station.
" Hoshi?" Trip asked, just as her shift was ending. Standing up, and bringing the data pad with her, she turned to face the Commander, who was about five inches from her chair.
" Yes Commander?" She asked breathlessly.
" Wanna join me for some food?" ***
" Come in." Archer said after debriefing Malcolm and the newly appointed Alex.
" May I speak with you Captain?" T'Pol asked. //What am I doing here?//
" What's the matter T'Pol?"
" I wanted to give you the scans on the ship, what little we have, and ask if you think it is wise bringing her on board." //Just. No I can't.//
" Are you asking because you have a problem with my judgement or because you don't know what she is?"
*****
" Well at least she has someone with her." Jon said, once more speaking to a silent bridge. ***
" Would you pause a second?" The girl was just stepping into the shuttle pod.
" What do you need?" She asked, one foot in the pod the other standing half off the deck.
" An EVA suit?" He questioned.
When the girl shook her head no, he gave up and stepped in after her. The girl strapped herself into a backseat and allowed Malcolm to take the controls. Pushing the buttons on the console, Malcolm guided the shuttle all the way to the docking clamps on the dying ship.
" Before you leave can you at least tell me your name? It has to be better than 'the girl'. It has to be." He spoke despairingly. She turned back around and tilted her head to the side.
" It's. well the shortened and easy version to speak is Alex." She said before practically diving through the open hatch.
// Alex. Well, at least now she's got a name. I wonder.// Reed shook his head before going after Alex.
" Is there anything I can. help. with." Malcolm was in shock as he saw the sight before him. There had to be at least thirty androids in one room alone.
" All that has to be done is the ceremony. Please sit down." She gestured to the wall next to the hatch and slid down to sit on the floor. Malcolm looked around and then slid down next to her. It took the androids a little less than an hour to get the bodies positioned in one room, correctly.
Alex stood up and turned around to help pull Malcolm up. She towed Malcolm into the middle of the room and forced him to sit down on a chair. Alex grabbed a blindfold and started to wrap it around Malcolm's eyes.
" No." He said, grabbing at the blindfold and pulling it away from his face.
" It's either this or."
" Or what?" Malcolm asked suspiciously.
" Or you have to become Jenobian. Outsiders aren't allowed to see Last Rites." She said from behind him.
" But Dr Phlox and I saw it in Sickbay." He said, confused.
" That was just asking their spirits to join us here. See, empty beds." She pointed to ten empty beds at the end of the room.
" Well, I refuse to be blindfolded."
Malcolm crossed his arms stubbornly. She turned around and started messing with something on the counter. When she came back, she had a dish filled with water along with a spoon, brown jar and a cloth.
" Here drink this." She said. There was a thick blue liquid that just refused to spill from the spoon no matter how much she shook. It reminded Malcolm of Jell-O. Very, very thick sticky Jell-O.
" What is it?" Malcolm asked a little disgusted.
" It won't kill you." She sighed.
" Positive about that?" Malcolm was still trying to pull his head away from the spoon.
" I'm still alive. Now, drink and then we can start the ceremony."
Malcolm swallowed his pride as Alex pressed the liquid closer to his lips. He licked his lips and then engulfed the spoon with his mouth. The thick blue liquid had a chocolate taste. After swallowing, a warmth spread from the back of his throat, down to his stomach and then quickly through out his entire body.
" What's happening?" He questioned when he caught sight of any of his exposed skin.
" It's working! I didn't know if it would." Alex was practically beaming at the fact that he was GLOWING.
" Is it supposed to make me glow?" He asked, staring in wonder at his arms.
" Yes it is. Now come here. Tell me when you stop glowing but don't interrupt though." ***
It took three hours for the ceremony to be finished. Malcolm glowed through most of it.
" Archer to Malcolm." They had been done for a few minutes and were raiding Alex's quarters. Malcolm paused in packing to open his comm link.
" Go ahead Captain."
" You guys about done over there? We need to be moving. If you might speed things up a bit. See if you can get some information on what happened."
Alex spoke up instead, " We're almost done here sir. I promise to fill you in after we get back." She had finished packing in his wake. " I'm ready to go Lt. Reed. Whenever you are."
Alex avoided looking in his eyes. //What have I done?// She practically screamed in her head as she walked back down the corridor. ***
Hoshi sat at the console that had become her second favorite spot. First when Trip was on the bridge like he was now. Talking to the Captain in low tones, she watched as his hand rubbed across the back of his neck from time to time.
" Ensign may I speak with you?" The uptight personnel from Vulcan asked.
" Of course Sub-commander. How can I help?"
" I would like for you to translate this for me. It's in a little used Vulcan dialect. I've not used it for a couple of decades and I believe that I am quite rusty. Along with the fact that you could use the practice and you would have something to do until you are needed again." T'Pol said in that snobby, superior voice of hers. Hoshi tried to control her temper and accepted the data pad from T'Pol.
" Thank you Sub-commander. I'll get this back to you right away." Hoshi turned quickly and just barely caught Trip's eyes on her before he turned back towards Archer.
//I wonder if he was looking at me or.// In Hoshi's mind, she twisted around to see T'Pol. Instead, she kept walking towards her station.
" Hoshi?" Trip asked, just as her shift was ending. Standing up, and bringing the data pad with her, she turned to face the Commander, who was about five inches from her chair.
" Yes Commander?" She asked breathlessly.
" Wanna join me for some food?" ***
" Come in." Archer said after debriefing Malcolm and the newly appointed Alex.
" May I speak with you Captain?" T'Pol asked. //What am I doing here?//
" What's the matter T'Pol?"
" I wanted to give you the scans on the ship, what little we have, and ask if you think it is wise bringing her on board." //Just. No I can't.//
" Are you asking because you have a problem with my judgement or because you don't know what she is?"