Oh look *thumbs open a newspaper* I FINALLY UPDATED! It's a miracle. I
know, and I'm SO sorry. But you've all already heard the disclaimer a
million times so I won't repeat it. We all know I don't own Star Trek,
right? Good. Please read and enjoy. Thanks!
~ Little One
*****
//It's all my fault.// A single thought projected into the deep blackness, a thought dripping with dread. ***
" Cap'n we don't know what happened. One second the engines were fine and the next, they were malfunctioning, fires breaking out, sparks flyin'. They stopped once we dropped to impulse but we can't figure what caused it."
Trip was standing in front of his friend, greasy beyond reason, hair sticking up in all directions from fingers being run through it, and worry clouded his blue (?) eyes.
" You mean to tell me that our recently fixed engines are malfunctioning for no reason?"
" Yeah, I know. We're workin' on findin' a solution. Its just-" Trip ran out of words in that instant.
" I know Trip. Get some help. Don't wear your self out." Jon said as Trip looked a little relieved and went to exit. Unfortunately, Alex walked in.
" Sir. I know a little about engines and I want to help."
" How much is a little." Trip asked skeptically. He wouldn't let anyone near his baby when it was sick.
" This is not the first time I've seen this happen. It happened quite a few times at home." She said absentmindedly.
" At home?" Jon questioned.
" On the *Acanaso*. Please. I might be able to help." She practically pleaded.
" Okay, okay. Just don't break anything." Trip said as the two walked out.
" Score one for friendship." Jon muttered. ***
" Okay so you fixed it. How?" Trip was disbelieving about anything and everything if he didn't understand how it worked.
" Good question." At his look. " Hey, I couldn't explain it at home, what makes you think I can explain it now? I saw the problem. I gave it a tug, a push and a bang and presto. It's fixed." Alex shrugged. " It's fixed. And if it happens again, I can fix it again. Promise."
" Well, you have yourself a deal. Now let's find Hoshi and Malcolm and surprise 'em." He shook Alex's hand and then they walked off to find the loves of their lives.
" Hoshi, how's about you, me, Alex and Malcolm get together and watch a movie in your quarters now that everyone's off duty, huh? Trip smiled.
" I'm in. Malcolm?" He looked ready to decline when he looked at Alex.
//Please Malcolm. Have a little fun.//
//For you.//
" Fine. Now or later?" ***
//This really isn't a bad movie.//
//I'm glad you like it.// Alex snuggled closer. //Now hush, I'm trying to listen.// Alex scolded gently. Malcolm effectively blocked his thoughts from her for the rest of the movie. ***
" So." Trip stretched a little as the movie ended and the lights stayed dim.
" Shh." Malcolm pressed a finger to his lips and pointed another at the sleeping forms.
" THEY can fall asleep?" Trip whispered back.
" Just relax and enjoy this moment with your future bride, perhaps?" Malcolm teased knowing full well that Trip couldn't reach him around Hoshi and Alex.
" And yours." Trip said instead.
" Yeah. We lucked out didn't we?" Malcolm pulled Alex's sleeping form closer.
" Yeah. We really did." Trips said in awe, as he looked down on the sleeping form of the one woman he truly loved (A/N Sorry Aanekosikie). //We really did.// The last thought of both men before they settled down and slipped into unconsciousness. ***
Okay peeps, you know the drill. It would have been longer (it was five pages single-spaced on appleworks) but I couldn't type that much. So, you'll just have to wait again. Sorry it's taking so long.
~ Little One
*****
//It's all my fault.// A single thought projected into the deep blackness, a thought dripping with dread. ***
" Cap'n we don't know what happened. One second the engines were fine and the next, they were malfunctioning, fires breaking out, sparks flyin'. They stopped once we dropped to impulse but we can't figure what caused it."
Trip was standing in front of his friend, greasy beyond reason, hair sticking up in all directions from fingers being run through it, and worry clouded his blue (?) eyes.
" You mean to tell me that our recently fixed engines are malfunctioning for no reason?"
" Yeah, I know. We're workin' on findin' a solution. Its just-" Trip ran out of words in that instant.
" I know Trip. Get some help. Don't wear your self out." Jon said as Trip looked a little relieved and went to exit. Unfortunately, Alex walked in.
" Sir. I know a little about engines and I want to help."
" How much is a little." Trip asked skeptically. He wouldn't let anyone near his baby when it was sick.
" This is not the first time I've seen this happen. It happened quite a few times at home." She said absentmindedly.
" At home?" Jon questioned.
" On the *Acanaso*. Please. I might be able to help." She practically pleaded.
" Okay, okay. Just don't break anything." Trip said as the two walked out.
" Score one for friendship." Jon muttered. ***
" Okay so you fixed it. How?" Trip was disbelieving about anything and everything if he didn't understand how it worked.
" Good question." At his look. " Hey, I couldn't explain it at home, what makes you think I can explain it now? I saw the problem. I gave it a tug, a push and a bang and presto. It's fixed." Alex shrugged. " It's fixed. And if it happens again, I can fix it again. Promise."
" Well, you have yourself a deal. Now let's find Hoshi and Malcolm and surprise 'em." He shook Alex's hand and then they walked off to find the loves of their lives.
" Hoshi, how's about you, me, Alex and Malcolm get together and watch a movie in your quarters now that everyone's off duty, huh? Trip smiled.
" I'm in. Malcolm?" He looked ready to decline when he looked at Alex.
//Please Malcolm. Have a little fun.//
//For you.//
" Fine. Now or later?" ***
//This really isn't a bad movie.//
//I'm glad you like it.// Alex snuggled closer. //Now hush, I'm trying to listen.// Alex scolded gently. Malcolm effectively blocked his thoughts from her for the rest of the movie. ***
" So." Trip stretched a little as the movie ended and the lights stayed dim.
" Shh." Malcolm pressed a finger to his lips and pointed another at the sleeping forms.
" THEY can fall asleep?" Trip whispered back.
" Just relax and enjoy this moment with your future bride, perhaps?" Malcolm teased knowing full well that Trip couldn't reach him around Hoshi and Alex.
" And yours." Trip said instead.
" Yeah. We lucked out didn't we?" Malcolm pulled Alex's sleeping form closer.
" Yeah. We really did." Trips said in awe, as he looked down on the sleeping form of the one woman he truly loved (A/N Sorry Aanekosikie). //We really did.// The last thought of both men before they settled down and slipped into unconsciousness. ***
Okay peeps, you know the drill. It would have been longer (it was five pages single-spaced on appleworks) but I couldn't type that much. So, you'll just have to wait again. Sorry it's taking so long.