Okay, next chapter, YAY. This really is a record for me and guess what! The normal weekend is coming up. So, you might get another chapter! Isn't this the greatest? Okay, I hope you enjoy, and as always, thanks for reading/reviewing.

~ Little One

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Is that about it?" Jon looked at the girl.

" Sort of. It doesn't turn us fully into Jenobians otherwise I'd be dead as well. Other than that, you've got it right on the mark."

" So there is absolutely no way for Malcolm to be human again?"

" Not that I know of. The Hocarans may have a way but you can't trust them."

" Hocarans?" T'Pol finally spoke up.

" The planet is named Jasobast. One race, two cultures. The Jenobians and the Hocarans. See everything is named after their religions. Jenobian could mean a person, the religion or the language either written or spoken."

Alex pulled up a map and highlighted most of the planet in either red or blue. " The red is for Jenobian settlements. Now the two cultures are pretty much divided." Alex went through a little more of the history of both cultures and the dislike they had harbored for centuries.

" Most people call all of us Jenobian. It's an insult to both cultures."

" Okay. I think that's enough for one night." Trip finally said as he was stretching. " Computer what time is it?"

" Two in the morning commander."

" We've been sitting here for seven hours?! Okay, I'm goin' to bed. Who's with me?" Hoshi rolled her eyes.

" I'm going as well. We'll finish talking tomorrow." T'Pol stood as the captain walked out and went after him. Hoshi twined her fingers around Trip's and the two of them walked after the others slowly.

" So." //What now?// Malcolm walked up and pulled Alex into a hug.

//Anything we want.// ***

//It's been two days since I told them the whole absolute truth about everything and Captain Archer still hasn't said anything.// Alex worried to Malcolm.

//It'll be fine. I promise. I have to go to the bridge now.// Malcolm kissed Alex's forehead and walked out of his room.

" So says you." She muttered. ***

" Captain we're receiving a hail." Malcolm had been standing up to go off shift when Hoshi spoke up. Sitting back down he started scanning for a ship, it's weapons and it's shields.

" On screen." Jon stood up, arms behind his back and faced the screen.

" On co tash ek." A guy with purple was sitting in the command chair, speaking in a definitely foreign language.

" Hoshi?"

" It won't catch. It sounds an awful lot like Alex's language."

" Send for Alex. This is gonna be one long shift. Malcolm sit." Malcolm had been going to leave again but sat back down. //Alex, Jon wants you to come to the bridge.//

//Coming.//

" She's coming sir." ***

Alex's face was a bright red when she listened to the new hail along with the old one. The purple-haired guy came on screen and saw her face.

" Sheat teik tose." His voice just seemed to make her angrier.

" Mas tespo co shaco English." Alex said.

" You're right, I do."

" I'm Captain Jonathan Arch-" The guy waved his hand and started talking.

" If you want to live Alexondrais (A/N Alex-ond-ray-us) you will come with us."

" You can't threaten one of my crew." Archer tried to speak again as Alex's eyes closed.

" IF you want to live, Cotaras (A/N Co-tar-us) then you will leave without me." She threatened. As her eyes opened, a red light started flashing along with a wailing sound. " I can stop it from exploding, but only if you leave and I never see your pirate face again." She was angry, her voice emotionless but her eyes were like laser beams.

" Fine, fine. We'll go." Cotaras muttered something under his breath.

" I heard that." Alex said right back. The communication dropped out as the ship went to warp.

" That was a Hocaran." Alex said to the too-quiet room. ***

//Alex what's wrong?// Malcolm felt Alex's anger like ocean waves pounding against a cliff face during a storm.

//I'll tell you later.// " Sir may I please be excused?" She asked facing Jon.

" Of course." Everyone could see the anger radiating from her eyes. Jon waited until after she had left before speaking again.

" Malcolm."

" On it sir." He stood up from his station and rushed out the door after her.

" Could this week get any worse?" Famous last words.