One more BIG disclaimer. I DON"T OWN ANY OF THIS! ANYTHING RECOGNIZABLE TO
THE GENERAL PUBLIC IS NOT MINE! ANYTHING ELSE COMES FROM MY OWN TWISTED
HEAD. Yay for me! Sorry it took so long to get this up. I had tons of
homework and projects. Also, this site doesn't take AppleWorks. *Hisses at
the computer* Other wise I would have had these chapters up sooner. Thanks
for hanging in there.
~ Little One.
*****
She had stood up and pointed to herself, then pointed to the door. " Or them?" ***
//My head hurts.// was Malcolm's first thought upon waking.
//Quit complaining you wuss.// Alex was already sitting up, feet swinging over the edge of the bed.
//I was not complaining.// Even in his thoughts, that British accent shone through.
//Yes you were.// Alex smiled at the thought. //Guess I don't need to teach you how to block your thoughts. You're doing a pretty good job right now.//
" I'm glad to see you two awake. You were out for almost a week." Dr Phlox said, unknowingly interrupting their conversation.
" A week?" Malcolm's duty to his job waged war with his body's need to recuperate.
" Yes. Today would have been the seventh day. I believe Captain Archer wants to talk to you about your comment a couple of days ago. Whenever you're ready." He said smiling.
" We're ready now." Alex said after checking it with Malcolm.
" Okay. I'll tell the captain you're awake." He went to call Jon down to sickbay straight away since he didn't have any other patients.
" Hey."
" Hello Captain." Alex smiled over before something sent her into a fit of laughter.
" He's not gonna be mad that you missed work Malcolm." She said between laughs.
//It's like she can read his mind.// Archer mused. " I'm not mad Malcolm. If anything, I'll be happy to give you a couple more days off. Trip told me about what you said on the bridge." He added quietly.
//How'd I know the translation?// He asked silently. Alex shrugged.
//Beats me.//
//That's nice to know. You're supposed to be the expert.//
//No. I've just done this already. I am NOT an expert.//
Archer looked between the two of them. He knew they were talking by the way they were moving. //Wish T'Pol and I could do that. It'd be helpful.//
" Well, I'm going to give you two some time to relax. Malcolm, you have the next couple of days off. I'll talk to you in a couple of days about what you did and saw." Jon paused for a second at the door. " I'm ordering you from duty Malcolm. I don't want to see you anywhere near the armory for the next two days, got it?"
" Yes sir." The last thing Jon heard was Alex laughing twice as hard at the dejection in Malcolm's voice. ***
" Hello T'Pol. How are you this beautiful morning?" Hoshi asked as she and Trip sat down at a table with T'Pol.
" I'm fine. How are you?" She was just working her way through the pleasantries.
" We're fine." Trip answered before Hoshi could speak up.
"T'Pol, I finished translating the message you asked me too. Here you go." Hoshi handed the pad back to T'Pol, who practically snatched it from her outstretched hand.
" Yes.." T'Pol scanned quickly through the information muttering every now and then.
" Well, do you know how Malcolm's doin'?" Trip asked, shifting in the descending silence.
" He's awake." T'Pol looked up at the revelation. " So is Alex. Trip, you and Hoshi can go see them if you wish. T'Pol? Can I talk to you in private?" ***
" Knock knock." Trip called, sticking his head into the converted decon room.
" Hello." Malcolm looked up for a minute then looked back at Alex in wide- eyed amazement.
" Sorry." She said, for no apparent reason to Trip.
" Here. I thought you two might be hungry." Hoshi had stayed behind to grab a tray and pile it with food for the newly awoken people.
" Thanks Hosh." The shortening of Hoshi's name rolled off of Alex's tongue like she had always said it.
" You're welcome." Alex's eyes widened for a moment.
" HEY!" She said looking accusingly at Malcolm.
//You would have thought the same.// He zinged right back.
" Listen, I'll leave you three alone. I have to go on shift soon anyway." Hoshi smiled and ducked back out of sickbay.
" So, care to tell me what you saw?" Trip asked quietly as the two stuffed their faces with food.
" It's a long story." Malcolm and Alex spoke together.
" I'm willin' to listen." Trip settled back in the chair that he had dragged in as Malcolm started the story with Alex intercepting details. ***
" I'm so glad we were copying that down." Malcolm said as night rolled in. Trip had left after the tree hour story had been told.
Alex had secretly started the computer's log just before Hoshi left. It had recorded the story so that they wouldn't have to repeat the whole thing to Captain Archer.
" Me too. G'night Malcolm."
~ Little One.
*****
She had stood up and pointed to herself, then pointed to the door. " Or them?" ***
//My head hurts.// was Malcolm's first thought upon waking.
//Quit complaining you wuss.// Alex was already sitting up, feet swinging over the edge of the bed.
//I was not complaining.// Even in his thoughts, that British accent shone through.
//Yes you were.// Alex smiled at the thought. //Guess I don't need to teach you how to block your thoughts. You're doing a pretty good job right now.//
" I'm glad to see you two awake. You were out for almost a week." Dr Phlox said, unknowingly interrupting their conversation.
" A week?" Malcolm's duty to his job waged war with his body's need to recuperate.
" Yes. Today would have been the seventh day. I believe Captain Archer wants to talk to you about your comment a couple of days ago. Whenever you're ready." He said smiling.
" We're ready now." Alex said after checking it with Malcolm.
" Okay. I'll tell the captain you're awake." He went to call Jon down to sickbay straight away since he didn't have any other patients.
" Hey."
" Hello Captain." Alex smiled over before something sent her into a fit of laughter.
" He's not gonna be mad that you missed work Malcolm." She said between laughs.
//It's like she can read his mind.// Archer mused. " I'm not mad Malcolm. If anything, I'll be happy to give you a couple more days off. Trip told me about what you said on the bridge." He added quietly.
//How'd I know the translation?// He asked silently. Alex shrugged.
//Beats me.//
//That's nice to know. You're supposed to be the expert.//
//No. I've just done this already. I am NOT an expert.//
Archer looked between the two of them. He knew they were talking by the way they were moving. //Wish T'Pol and I could do that. It'd be helpful.//
" Well, I'm going to give you two some time to relax. Malcolm, you have the next couple of days off. I'll talk to you in a couple of days about what you did and saw." Jon paused for a second at the door. " I'm ordering you from duty Malcolm. I don't want to see you anywhere near the armory for the next two days, got it?"
" Yes sir." The last thing Jon heard was Alex laughing twice as hard at the dejection in Malcolm's voice. ***
" Hello T'Pol. How are you this beautiful morning?" Hoshi asked as she and Trip sat down at a table with T'Pol.
" I'm fine. How are you?" She was just working her way through the pleasantries.
" We're fine." Trip answered before Hoshi could speak up.
"T'Pol, I finished translating the message you asked me too. Here you go." Hoshi handed the pad back to T'Pol, who practically snatched it from her outstretched hand.
" Yes.." T'Pol scanned quickly through the information muttering every now and then.
" Well, do you know how Malcolm's doin'?" Trip asked, shifting in the descending silence.
" He's awake." T'Pol looked up at the revelation. " So is Alex. Trip, you and Hoshi can go see them if you wish. T'Pol? Can I talk to you in private?" ***
" Knock knock." Trip called, sticking his head into the converted decon room.
" Hello." Malcolm looked up for a minute then looked back at Alex in wide- eyed amazement.
" Sorry." She said, for no apparent reason to Trip.
" Here. I thought you two might be hungry." Hoshi had stayed behind to grab a tray and pile it with food for the newly awoken people.
" Thanks Hosh." The shortening of Hoshi's name rolled off of Alex's tongue like she had always said it.
" You're welcome." Alex's eyes widened for a moment.
" HEY!" She said looking accusingly at Malcolm.
//You would have thought the same.// He zinged right back.
" Listen, I'll leave you three alone. I have to go on shift soon anyway." Hoshi smiled and ducked back out of sickbay.
" So, care to tell me what you saw?" Trip asked quietly as the two stuffed their faces with food.
" It's a long story." Malcolm and Alex spoke together.
" I'm willin' to listen." Trip settled back in the chair that he had dragged in as Malcolm started the story with Alex intercepting details. ***
" I'm so glad we were copying that down." Malcolm said as night rolled in. Trip had left after the tree hour story had been told.
Alex had secretly started the computer's log just before Hoshi left. It had recorded the story so that they wouldn't have to repeat the whole thing to Captain Archer.
" Me too. G'night Malcolm."