Title: "Gateway" 2/45
Author: Quills
Contact:the_quill_pen@yahoo.com
Series: ENT
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Paramount owns Startrek and I derive no financial gain from this story.
Codes: A, T/Tu, Ma, S, R, P angst, drama, romance, humor, action/adventure
Summary: Captain Archer is relieved of command for a secret mission into the 24th Century . To find and stop the Suliban renegade Silik.While he is gone, a Vulcan Starfleet Captain from the future is given temporary command of the Enterprise NX-01 with his own orders to to investigate the 'Temporal Cold War'.
Chapter 2
The bridge hung in an erie silence. The Captain had been in the readyroom for nearly
forty minutes. The senior officers were now all present. Commander Tucker was not scheduled
for the night shift, but had decided to visit the bridge, during off duty time, to check on a system
problem that had been nagging at him. It was then that he was informed of the Priority One message.
Travis Mayweather was the first to break the silence that hung over the bridge crew.
"What do you think its about?"
"My guess is the Klingons." replied Reed
"Klingons?" said Hoshi, giving Reed a quizzical look.
"Have you read the latest reports?" asked Reed "Two Starfleet vessels
...the Cheyenne and the Capitaine ran into Klingon ships last month.
They didn't exactly part amicably."
"Maybe it's the Suliban?" chimed in Trip "We haven't heard a peep out of em
since the Cap'n captured Silik."
"Maybe it's the Romulans?" added Travis
Now the bridge was alive with speculation, rumor and suggestions. All the officers
had their own idea of what meaning the message held. All save one
who believed that...."Idle circumspection will avail you nothing." said T'Pol
"We do not know what the nature of the Admiral's transmission is. If and when
the Captain wishes to inform us of it's nature...he will do so. Trying to discern it is a
futile effort."
Trip Tucker leaned over the engineering console. "Aren't you the least bit curious, T'pol?"
The Vulcan raised a brow. "My curiosity will not be satisfied by attempting to discern the
transmission by idle speculation."
Tucker sighed and rolled his eyes. "Figures, I shoulda never asked a Vulcan."
"Indeed" she replied
Just then the doors to the readyroom opened and Captain Archer stepped out with two data PADDs
in hand. T'Pol rose to relinquish the command chair, but Archer motioned her to remain seated
and walked past her to the front of the bridge. He stopped, turning to face his senior officer
for a moment.
"Mr. Mayweather, set course for the following coordinates." said Archer handing Mayweather
one of the PADDs "Maximum Warp."
The Helmsman took the PADD and studied the coordinates. After a moment he
looked up. "Captain, these coordinates are outside explored territory. They're not
even on the Vulcan star charts."
Archer shook his head. "I'm aware of that. Set the course Ensign."
"Aye sir." replied Mayweather.
Trip Tucker rounded the engineering station and started down towards
Archer. "Cap'n, what's goin on?"
Archer held up his hand "At ease Commander." Archer looked around the bridge" All
of you, I know you have questions." he said " I'm sorry, but I don't have any answers to give you.
We are to proceed to the coordinates I've given Mr. Mayweather. Once there I will
inform the entire crew of the nature of our orders. Is that understood?"
A general round of acknowledgements came from the senior officers as they
each gave their assent to the extremely unorthadox orders.
"Good, then set course Travis." ordered Archer
"Course is laid in sir." replied the helmsman
"Engage warp engines at warp five and hold her at that speed until
further notice." instructed Archer
"Aye sir" replied Travis
Trip walked down the steps from the engineering station. "Cap'n, how long will we be travelin
at warp 5?"
Archer turned to T'Pol who had taken her seat at the science station "T'Pol, estimated time
of arrival at our current speed?"
T'Pol reviewed the course information transferred from the navigation station "At present speed
of warp 5 we will reach the coordinates in 36 hours 14 minutes."
"That's how long we need to sustain Warp 5." said Archer, turning back to the engineer
"Cap'n, the engines weren't designed to operate at maximum warp for an extended period
of time." said Tucker
"Do what you can Trip." said Archer as he headed up the steps towards the turbo lift. "We need
to reach those coordinates in the next 40 hours. Sub Commander, you have the bridge again.
I'll be in my quarters."
"Yes Captain." responded the Vulcan as she rose from her chair.
Archer stepped into the lift and the doors closed behind him as he left the bridge crew with
more questions than answers
TBC....
Author: Quills
Contact:the_quill_pen@yahoo.com
Series: ENT
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Paramount owns Startrek and I derive no financial gain from this story.
Codes: A, T/Tu, Ma, S, R, P angst, drama, romance, humor, action/adventure
Summary: Captain Archer is relieved of command for a secret mission into the 24th Century . To find and stop the Suliban renegade Silik.While he is gone, a Vulcan Starfleet Captain from the future is given temporary command of the Enterprise NX-01 with his own orders to to investigate the 'Temporal Cold War'.
Chapter 2
The bridge hung in an erie silence. The Captain had been in the readyroom for nearly
forty minutes. The senior officers were now all present. Commander Tucker was not scheduled
for the night shift, but had decided to visit the bridge, during off duty time, to check on a system
problem that had been nagging at him. It was then that he was informed of the Priority One message.
Travis Mayweather was the first to break the silence that hung over the bridge crew.
"What do you think its about?"
"My guess is the Klingons." replied Reed
"Klingons?" said Hoshi, giving Reed a quizzical look.
"Have you read the latest reports?" asked Reed "Two Starfleet vessels
...the Cheyenne and the Capitaine ran into Klingon ships last month.
They didn't exactly part amicably."
"Maybe it's the Suliban?" chimed in Trip "We haven't heard a peep out of em
since the Cap'n captured Silik."
"Maybe it's the Romulans?" added Travis
Now the bridge was alive with speculation, rumor and suggestions. All the officers
had their own idea of what meaning the message held. All save one
who believed that...."Idle circumspection will avail you nothing." said T'Pol
"We do not know what the nature of the Admiral's transmission is. If and when
the Captain wishes to inform us of it's nature...he will do so. Trying to discern it is a
futile effort."
Trip Tucker leaned over the engineering console. "Aren't you the least bit curious, T'pol?"
The Vulcan raised a brow. "My curiosity will not be satisfied by attempting to discern the
transmission by idle speculation."
Tucker sighed and rolled his eyes. "Figures, I shoulda never asked a Vulcan."
"Indeed" she replied
Just then the doors to the readyroom opened and Captain Archer stepped out with two data PADDs
in hand. T'Pol rose to relinquish the command chair, but Archer motioned her to remain seated
and walked past her to the front of the bridge. He stopped, turning to face his senior officer
for a moment.
"Mr. Mayweather, set course for the following coordinates." said Archer handing Mayweather
one of the PADDs "Maximum Warp."
The Helmsman took the PADD and studied the coordinates. After a moment he
looked up. "Captain, these coordinates are outside explored territory. They're not
even on the Vulcan star charts."
Archer shook his head. "I'm aware of that. Set the course Ensign."
"Aye sir." replied Mayweather.
Trip Tucker rounded the engineering station and started down towards
Archer. "Cap'n, what's goin on?"
Archer held up his hand "At ease Commander." Archer looked around the bridge" All
of you, I know you have questions." he said " I'm sorry, but I don't have any answers to give you.
We are to proceed to the coordinates I've given Mr. Mayweather. Once there I will
inform the entire crew of the nature of our orders. Is that understood?"
A general round of acknowledgements came from the senior officers as they
each gave their assent to the extremely unorthadox orders.
"Good, then set course Travis." ordered Archer
"Course is laid in sir." replied the helmsman
"Engage warp engines at warp five and hold her at that speed until
further notice." instructed Archer
"Aye sir" replied Travis
Trip walked down the steps from the engineering station. "Cap'n, how long will we be travelin
at warp 5?"
Archer turned to T'Pol who had taken her seat at the science station "T'Pol, estimated time
of arrival at our current speed?"
T'Pol reviewed the course information transferred from the navigation station "At present speed
of warp 5 we will reach the coordinates in 36 hours 14 minutes."
"That's how long we need to sustain Warp 5." said Archer, turning back to the engineer
"Cap'n, the engines weren't designed to operate at maximum warp for an extended period
of time." said Tucker
"Do what you can Trip." said Archer as he headed up the steps towards the turbo lift. "We need
to reach those coordinates in the next 40 hours. Sub Commander, you have the bridge again.
I'll be in my quarters."
"Yes Captain." responded the Vulcan as she rose from her chair.
Archer stepped into the lift and the doors closed behind him as he left the bridge crew with
more questions than answers
TBC....