Title: "Gateway" 10/45
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 10
T'Pol grabbed the handrail as she steadied herself. She felt a sharp pain in her head and
put a hand to her forehead. She could feel something wet touch her fingers and logically
concluded that her injuries were greater than she had originally assessed.
Trip Tucker was extinguishing a fire at the engineering station. Enterprise had
taken several direct hits that took out relays on three decks and overloaded the warp
drive buffers. Tucker had managed to take the warp drive offline before they went into
imbalance and exploded destroying the ship. He looked up and saw the bridge in disarray.
Alarms were wailing as crewmembers tried to shout ship's system status through the smoke
filled bridge. As he looked towards the Captain's chair he saw T'Pol leaning against the railing.
She was holding her head and he could see green liquid running down her fingers.
"T'Pol!" he shouted as he ran over to her. He grabbed her, as she was about to fall
, and carried her to the command chair.
Normally T'Pol would prefer to deal with her own problems, but even her stubborn resolve was in
no condition to protest as she held onto Commander Tucker with no resistance "Thank you Commander."
"T'Pol, we gotta get ya to sickbay." said Tucker as he examined her forehead "Ya got a bad cut on yer forehead."
"My injuries are minor in comparison to what will happen if we do not stop the enemy ship." she told him
He looked at her for a moment. He knew there was no arguing with her and she was right, they had to come up with a plan before the enemy ship took out any other ship systems
She placed her hand on his shoulder, taking a deep breath and nodded at him. Turning in the command chair to the weapons station she addressed Lt. Reed's replacement. "Mr. Wang, where is the enemy ship now?"
"Two thousand kilometers directly aft , mam." he replied "She's closing in on us."
"Enterprise weapons?" she asked
"Only torpedoes" said Lt. Wang "With the warp engines offline our phasers aren't functioning."
She turned to Commander Tucker but he already knew what she was going to ask "No way, it'll take
hours to replace the buffers and reset the relays."
T'Pol looked at the view screen. She could see the enemy ship closing. Enterprise would be in the enemy ship's weapons range in less than two minutes. She had to do something fast, but what? Warp drive was offline...as were the phasers...they were barely managing half impulse power and the only weapons they had were rocket powered torpedoes....The enemy ship had managed to cripple the starship with it's surprise attack and it was only through the fast action of Commander Tucker that the warp drive didn't go critical blowing up the ship completely. This was obviously what the enemy commander had intended based on where the enemy ship targeted it's firepower as well as the quick retreat she made. They had obviously believed Enterprise's warp drive would go into matter/antimatter imbalance and destroy itself. The enemy ship's retreat to a safe distance
awaiting Enterprise's 'certain' destruction was the only thing that had worked in T'Pol's favor so far.
"Mr. Tucker, how long can you bring the warp core online before it goes critical?" asked T'Pol
"A couple minutes at best..." he said not seeing where she was going with her question.
"Do it." she said as her breathing became slightly more labored.
"But the engines'll go into imbalance." he said "They'll blow up!"
"I'm counting on that Mr. Tucker." she told him "Once you have the warp drive on line start venting plasma from the nacelle's. On my signal, divert all power to the impulse engines…cut into life support if you have to. We'll need to go to full impulse."
He looked at her for a moment...and he started to realize what the Vulcan was thinking. It was crazy and only slightly increased their odds of getting out of this alive.
She looked at Trip Tucker, desperately trying to keep her eyes in focus as her head throbbed. She was beginning to feel light headed and was in danger of passing out. "Trip...trust me." she said
That was all it took. He nodded and headed for the engineering station.
T'Pol readjusted herself in the command chair so she sat facing the forward viewer. "Mr. Mouhad, slow to one quarter impulse power and bring us to course 274......" she swallowed hard as the pain threatened to claim her once again"…course 274 mark 412."
"Yes, mam." replied the helmsman
*This had better work* she thought. They were only going to have one shot.
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 10
T'Pol grabbed the handrail as she steadied herself. She felt a sharp pain in her head and
put a hand to her forehead. She could feel something wet touch her fingers and logically
concluded that her injuries were greater than she had originally assessed.
Trip Tucker was extinguishing a fire at the engineering station. Enterprise had
taken several direct hits that took out relays on three decks and overloaded the warp
drive buffers. Tucker had managed to take the warp drive offline before they went into
imbalance and exploded destroying the ship. He looked up and saw the bridge in disarray.
Alarms were wailing as crewmembers tried to shout ship's system status through the smoke
filled bridge. As he looked towards the Captain's chair he saw T'Pol leaning against the railing.
She was holding her head and he could see green liquid running down her fingers.
"T'Pol!" he shouted as he ran over to her. He grabbed her, as she was about to fall
, and carried her to the command chair.
Normally T'Pol would prefer to deal with her own problems, but even her stubborn resolve was in
no condition to protest as she held onto Commander Tucker with no resistance "Thank you Commander."
"T'Pol, we gotta get ya to sickbay." said Tucker as he examined her forehead "Ya got a bad cut on yer forehead."
"My injuries are minor in comparison to what will happen if we do not stop the enemy ship." she told him
He looked at her for a moment. He knew there was no arguing with her and she was right, they had to come up with a plan before the enemy ship took out any other ship systems
She placed her hand on his shoulder, taking a deep breath and nodded at him. Turning in the command chair to the weapons station she addressed Lt. Reed's replacement. "Mr. Wang, where is the enemy ship now?"
"Two thousand kilometers directly aft , mam." he replied "She's closing in on us."
"Enterprise weapons?" she asked
"Only torpedoes" said Lt. Wang "With the warp engines offline our phasers aren't functioning."
She turned to Commander Tucker but he already knew what she was going to ask "No way, it'll take
hours to replace the buffers and reset the relays."
T'Pol looked at the view screen. She could see the enemy ship closing. Enterprise would be in the enemy ship's weapons range in less than two minutes. She had to do something fast, but what? Warp drive was offline...as were the phasers...they were barely managing half impulse power and the only weapons they had were rocket powered torpedoes....The enemy ship had managed to cripple the starship with it's surprise attack and it was only through the fast action of Commander Tucker that the warp drive didn't go critical blowing up the ship completely. This was obviously what the enemy commander had intended based on where the enemy ship targeted it's firepower as well as the quick retreat she made. They had obviously believed Enterprise's warp drive would go into matter/antimatter imbalance and destroy itself. The enemy ship's retreat to a safe distance
awaiting Enterprise's 'certain' destruction was the only thing that had worked in T'Pol's favor so far.
"Mr. Tucker, how long can you bring the warp core online before it goes critical?" asked T'Pol
"A couple minutes at best..." he said not seeing where she was going with her question.
"Do it." she said as her breathing became slightly more labored.
"But the engines'll go into imbalance." he said "They'll blow up!"
"I'm counting on that Mr. Tucker." she told him "Once you have the warp drive on line start venting plasma from the nacelle's. On my signal, divert all power to the impulse engines…cut into life support if you have to. We'll need to go to full impulse."
He looked at her for a moment...and he started to realize what the Vulcan was thinking. It was crazy and only slightly increased their odds of getting out of this alive.
She looked at Trip Tucker, desperately trying to keep her eyes in focus as her head throbbed. She was beginning to feel light headed and was in danger of passing out. "Trip...trust me." she said
That was all it took. He nodded and headed for the engineering station.
T'Pol readjusted herself in the command chair so she sat facing the forward viewer. "Mr. Mouhad, slow to one quarter impulse power and bring us to course 274......" she swallowed hard as the pain threatened to claim her once again"…course 274 mark 412."
"Yes, mam." replied the helmsman
*This had better work* she thought. They were only going to have one shot.
TBC....