~*~Disclaimer=me no own!~*~ Ta very much for all the reviews you guys have
been giving me! Much appreciated! OK then, well in this chapter Malcolm
might remember some stuff but I aint promising owt seeing as I have no idea
what this chapters gonna include! (That sounds weird but at least I know
what I mean!)~*~
'Punches, kicks, blows, raining down on him, never relenting always accompanied by some hurtful remark. He felt lower than a slug on the ground. He wished it would stop, the pain, the torment, he couldn't take any more, his body was slowly giving up, he willed the impending darkness to take him and the last thing he saw was his father staring from his hands to his broken body.'
Malcolm awoke screaming in fear. Strong arms held him down. He forced his eyes to focus and looked straight into the eyes of Captain Archer. The effect was instant, he calmed and fell weakly back against the biobed.
'Ok so your commanding officer has just seen you scream like a baby, don't panic! Remain calm, it was all a dream, it was just a nightmare' He told himself inwardly, on the outside he was shaking like a leaf and sweating violently.
"Malcolm are you ok?" Archer asked concerned.
"Im fine sir.j.j.just a bad dream" Malcolm stuttered suddenly embarrassed that the entire security team had heard him scream.
"What were you dreaming about?" Archer asked curiously
'Revert to type-say you don't remember! Don't give him any indication to make him think he needs to get it out of you' he thought quickly
"I don't remember sir" Malcolm lied
"You awoke screaming-it must've been one hell of a nightmare" Archer pressed
"Did I? I don't remember" Malcolm tried again.
"If you remembered anything at all you would tell us wouldn't you?" Archer asked. "I also think you owe an apology to Hoshi, you had no right to erupt on her like that no matter what your situation"
'Sometimes' Malcolm thought absentmindedly 'life is like bashing your head against a brick wall-'cept the wall makes more sense'
"Sir, with all due respect, I wasn't in the mood for treacly optimism and sometimes being asked 'do you remember me?' over and over and over again can sometimes get more than a little bit annoying" Malcolm replied trying to control the build up of anger inside him.
"I understand your situation Malcolm" said Archer evenly "You just hurt Hoshi's feelings-a lot."
'If ever there was a situation I didn't want to be in this is it' Malcolm thought 'Maybe this'll be one of those moments I'll chose to permanently forget.'
"It wasn't intentional sir" Malcolm replied through gritted teeth. "But if someone wants me dead this much why don't you just kill me now and have done with it?!"
Silence hung in the air.
"That just isn't an option Malcolm, I am not going to let some psyco kill you" Archer replied "So you can quit your grim-reeper pessimism right now!"
Grim Reeper pessimism, the words echoed in Malcolms brain. Images began to rush through his head: cold, no air, booze, Trip, goodbyes, piece of Enterprise, the dream about T'Pol, hypothermia. He cried out in pain, his head throbbing horribly and the room spinning around him.
"Doctor!" Archer called urgently.
"No! No! No! Make it stop!" Malcolm moaned trying to keep the contents of his stomach down. "Can't take it! Too much information!"
Image after image flashed through his mind. He couldn't control it let alone process the divulge of memories downloading into his brain, he retreated into the sweet darkness of the unconscious.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Down on the Planet~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Why don't you just send Enterprise away?" he asked boredly. "There's probably no way I'll get anywhere near him now"
"No! The human must die! If you cant do it I'll find someone who will!" Lonte screamed.
"Very unlikely" He said "But if I do it, it's gonna cost ya"
"More money? More? I'm paying you more than you deserve already!" Lonte exclaimed
"Well I could just be walking down to the council chamber and the information could just slip from my mouth" He said casually " I don't think they'd like what they hear, do you?"
"Fine! 5000" said Lonte
"8000" He said
"6000!" Lonte tried
"8000" He repeated calmly
"7000" said Lonte
"8000" he said his eyes narrowing
"Fine!" Lonte snapped. "But I warn you now! If I go down I'm taking you with me!"
Lonte swept out of the room. He drew out a plan off the Enterprise.
"Right, if you're intelligent you'll have security posted in the same room" he said to himself "So all I have to do is."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Sickbay~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Whats wrong with him?" Archer asked concernedly.
"I don't know Captain, I will let you know as soon as I can" replied Doctor Phlox evenly.
Archer stared down at his unconscious armoury officer and immediately felt guiltly for reprimanding him about his behaviour towards Hoshi, in hindsight perhaps not the best idea.
~*~Am lovin' you guys for the reviews! Ok I have a pretty good idea now of how Im gonna end this story so the next few chapters should be up fairly quickly depending on all the usual factors e.g homework, drama, theatre performances etc etc. Anyhoo till next time!~*~
'Punches, kicks, blows, raining down on him, never relenting always accompanied by some hurtful remark. He felt lower than a slug on the ground. He wished it would stop, the pain, the torment, he couldn't take any more, his body was slowly giving up, he willed the impending darkness to take him and the last thing he saw was his father staring from his hands to his broken body.'
Malcolm awoke screaming in fear. Strong arms held him down. He forced his eyes to focus and looked straight into the eyes of Captain Archer. The effect was instant, he calmed and fell weakly back against the biobed.
'Ok so your commanding officer has just seen you scream like a baby, don't panic! Remain calm, it was all a dream, it was just a nightmare' He told himself inwardly, on the outside he was shaking like a leaf and sweating violently.
"Malcolm are you ok?" Archer asked concerned.
"Im fine sir.j.j.just a bad dream" Malcolm stuttered suddenly embarrassed that the entire security team had heard him scream.
"What were you dreaming about?" Archer asked curiously
'Revert to type-say you don't remember! Don't give him any indication to make him think he needs to get it out of you' he thought quickly
"I don't remember sir" Malcolm lied
"You awoke screaming-it must've been one hell of a nightmare" Archer pressed
"Did I? I don't remember" Malcolm tried again.
"If you remembered anything at all you would tell us wouldn't you?" Archer asked. "I also think you owe an apology to Hoshi, you had no right to erupt on her like that no matter what your situation"
'Sometimes' Malcolm thought absentmindedly 'life is like bashing your head against a brick wall-'cept the wall makes more sense'
"Sir, with all due respect, I wasn't in the mood for treacly optimism and sometimes being asked 'do you remember me?' over and over and over again can sometimes get more than a little bit annoying" Malcolm replied trying to control the build up of anger inside him.
"I understand your situation Malcolm" said Archer evenly "You just hurt Hoshi's feelings-a lot."
'If ever there was a situation I didn't want to be in this is it' Malcolm thought 'Maybe this'll be one of those moments I'll chose to permanently forget.'
"It wasn't intentional sir" Malcolm replied through gritted teeth. "But if someone wants me dead this much why don't you just kill me now and have done with it?!"
Silence hung in the air.
"That just isn't an option Malcolm, I am not going to let some psyco kill you" Archer replied "So you can quit your grim-reeper pessimism right now!"
Grim Reeper pessimism, the words echoed in Malcolms brain. Images began to rush through his head: cold, no air, booze, Trip, goodbyes, piece of Enterprise, the dream about T'Pol, hypothermia. He cried out in pain, his head throbbing horribly and the room spinning around him.
"Doctor!" Archer called urgently.
"No! No! No! Make it stop!" Malcolm moaned trying to keep the contents of his stomach down. "Can't take it! Too much information!"
Image after image flashed through his mind. He couldn't control it let alone process the divulge of memories downloading into his brain, he retreated into the sweet darkness of the unconscious.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Down on the Planet~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Why don't you just send Enterprise away?" he asked boredly. "There's probably no way I'll get anywhere near him now"
"No! The human must die! If you cant do it I'll find someone who will!" Lonte screamed.
"Very unlikely" He said "But if I do it, it's gonna cost ya"
"More money? More? I'm paying you more than you deserve already!" Lonte exclaimed
"Well I could just be walking down to the council chamber and the information could just slip from my mouth" He said casually " I don't think they'd like what they hear, do you?"
"Fine! 5000" said Lonte
"8000" He said
"6000!" Lonte tried
"8000" He repeated calmly
"7000" said Lonte
"8000" he said his eyes narrowing
"Fine!" Lonte snapped. "But I warn you now! If I go down I'm taking you with me!"
Lonte swept out of the room. He drew out a plan off the Enterprise.
"Right, if you're intelligent you'll have security posted in the same room" he said to himself "So all I have to do is."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Sickbay~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Whats wrong with him?" Archer asked concernedly.
"I don't know Captain, I will let you know as soon as I can" replied Doctor Phlox evenly.
Archer stared down at his unconscious armoury officer and immediately felt guiltly for reprimanding him about his behaviour towards Hoshi, in hindsight perhaps not the best idea.
~*~Am lovin' you guys for the reviews! Ok I have a pretty good idea now of how Im gonna end this story so the next few chapters should be up fairly quickly depending on all the usual factors e.g homework, drama, theatre performances etc etc. Anyhoo till next time!~*~