Title: "Gateway" 6/45
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 17
"Try to sit still Lietenant." said Phlox as he used the surgical suture device on Reed's leg.
"I AM trying Doctor, but having you 'sew' up my leg is not exactly relaxing.' responded Reed sarcastically.
Phlox merely looked up and smiled. Reed was certain the Doctor received some perverse
pleasure out of 'tormenting' his patients…him in particular.
Captain Soma walked up to the two men as he finished zipping up his uniform. Ensign Cutler had tended to the wound he had recieved on his arm. It turned out to be nothing more than superficial
and would be fine in a few days. "Doctor, Casualty report."
"No casualties Captain,." said Phlox as he continued to treat Reed's leg "A number of plasma burn injuries, broken bones. We were extremely lucky."
"Good to hear." replied Soma "Ensigns Mayweather and Sato will be joining me on the bridge.
When will the Lietanent be fit for duty."
"Normally, I would recommend a few days rest." said Phlox raising his hand in anticipation of
Reed's protest "But I realize you may need Mr. Reed's services. However, I do recommend light duty."
Phlox looked back at Reed "That means stay off this leg as much as possible.
"Thank you, Doctor." said Soma
"Don't thank me." said Phlox with a smile. " I'm merely trying to prevent the Leitanent from aquiring a more serious injury by staying in sickbay."
Reed looked at Phlox nervously and Soma smiled. "Just see that it's nothing fatal Doctor. I need him on the bridge."
"It all depends on how much Mr. Reed complains, Captain." smiled Phlox as he waved the surgical
suture device like a stilleto.
Reed looked at Soma and then back at Phlox "I won't say a word."
Soma looked back at Phlox "What about Sub Commander T'Pol?"
"I assume, you would like HER on the bridge as well." sighed Phlox. It was more a statement than a question "She needs to rest for at least the next twelve hours. The medication I gave her will make her sleep while her Vulcan biochemistry begins it's remarkable cerbral healing factor. I can't make any guarantees, but assuming there are no 'complications' she may be able to return to duty within the next twenty four hours."
"Understood" said Soma "If there are any...'complications'...I want to be notified immediately."
"Of course Captain." replied the Doctor
As Soma turned to leave, Phlox called out "Captain, one more thing." said Phlox "Starfleet regulations require me to run a full bio scan on any new crewmembers serving aboard ship."
"I'm afraid it will have to wait Doctor." replied Soma as he turned and headed for the sickbay doors with Mayweather and Sato in tow.
_________
The lift doors opened and the three officers exited the turbo lift, entering the bridge. Soma stopped suddenly, taking in the entire bridge. Several crewmembers were at their duty stations while a number of others were replacing panels or computer cabling. The bridge was a disorded mess...but it was still the NX-01. The Captain, couldn't help smiling.
Lt. Wang, turned towards the turbo lift and noticed the Vulcan "Captain!" he said straightening himself
"At ease Leutanent." said Soma "What's our situation?"
"As ordered, we've beamed the Andorian crew off the wreck." replied Wang "Commander Tucker, has taken a boarding party over to strip off whatever components he thinks Enterprise can use."
"Do we have communications?" asked Soma
"Yes, sir." said Wang
Soma turned to Sato "Ensign, assume your station." he said "Open a channel to Mr. Tucker."
"Yes, sir" said the Ensign as she walked over to the communications station. There were wires and cabling hanging out of half open panels. She was going to have a talk with Trip when he got back. It looked like a team of monkeys put the comm system back together. "Give me a minute, sir."
Soma nodded and turned his attention back to Wang "How are the repairs coming?"
"Communications are back up." said Wang
"Barely" retorted Hoshi as she reconfigured the frequency modulation.
"Weapons are still offline. Sensors are working intermittently" said the Lietenant "Life support is still shut down on all decks aft of the shuttle bay. The main navigational array is also offline, but Lt. Palamis said his team should have it back on within the hour. I also have maintenance teams checking the ship for structural damadge until we can get the sensors fully restored. The rest is
mostly replacing burnt out components all over the ships."
"Good work Lietenant." said Soma
"Thank you, sir." said Wang "I was just about to start on the navigation station."
Soma turned to Mayweather "Travis, that's your department. " said the Captain "Why don't you lend the Lietenant a hand."
"Aye, sir." replied Mayweather
Soma watched as the two men took to ripping apart the navigation console. It reminded him of
an old earth carnival game where the participent was given a sledgehammer and sixty second to
wreak destruction on some useless piece of equipment.
Soma turned to survey the bridge once again. He topped when he saw it...the command chair.
In all the confusion he hadn't given much thought to the fact that it was his now. If only for a brief
time. He walked over to the chair, running his hand across the digital armrest. It was much simpler than his own command chair, but there was something special about a command chair with a history.
He settled down into it, gripping the armrests.
Ensign Sato looked over at the Captain as he was trying his 'new' chair out. He looked like a kid with a new toy. "Ahem...Captain, I've got Commander Tucker on the comm."
Soma turned to the Ensign and she swore she thought she saw him blush. "Put it through Ensign."
"Chief?" said the Captain
"Here sir." came an inaudible crackling voice
Soma looked over at the communications officer.
"Sorry sir." said Hoshi wincing "I'll try to clean it up."
The Ensign adjusted the frequency and carrier wave modulation several times and then turned back to the Captain. "Try it now sir."
"Can you hear me Chief?" asked Soma
"Yes, Cap'n." replied the voice in a much clearer tone.
"What's the status on the Andorian's warp core?" asked the Captain
"I think were in business sir." replied Tucker "The core is intact and from the looks of it, all I need to do is make a few modifications and she'll be compatible with our systems. We should have the warp core removed in another couple hours."
"Good" said Soma "The quicker your off that ship the better."
"Cap'n, I didn't know you cared." said Trip wriley.
"Of course I care Chief." responded Soma "If you die I'll have to explain it to Captain Archer. Not to mention all the Starfleet paperwork I'll have to fill out. It would be damn inconvenient for you to die on the job, so see to it that you don't."
"Aye Aye sir." Trip said chuckling "I'm all for gettin off this bucket."
"Then I won't keep you, Chief." said the Captain "Soma out."
The Captain stood up and made his way over to the comm station "Hoshi, is subspace online?"
"No sir." she replied "That's going to take some time."
"Make that your number one priority Ensign." said Soma "We need to raise Starfleet and appraise them of our situation."
"Yes, sir." replied Hoshi
Soma turned and headed for the lift.
"Sir" Hoshi called out "Internal comms are still not working 100%. If I get Starfleet, where will you be so I can notify you?"
"In the brig, Ensign." replied Soma "Getting answers from our guests."
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 17
"Try to sit still Lietenant." said Phlox as he used the surgical suture device on Reed's leg.
"I AM trying Doctor, but having you 'sew' up my leg is not exactly relaxing.' responded Reed sarcastically.
Phlox merely looked up and smiled. Reed was certain the Doctor received some perverse
pleasure out of 'tormenting' his patients…him in particular.
Captain Soma walked up to the two men as he finished zipping up his uniform. Ensign Cutler had tended to the wound he had recieved on his arm. It turned out to be nothing more than superficial
and would be fine in a few days. "Doctor, Casualty report."
"No casualties Captain,." said Phlox as he continued to treat Reed's leg "A number of plasma burn injuries, broken bones. We were extremely lucky."
"Good to hear." replied Soma "Ensigns Mayweather and Sato will be joining me on the bridge.
When will the Lietanent be fit for duty."
"Normally, I would recommend a few days rest." said Phlox raising his hand in anticipation of
Reed's protest "But I realize you may need Mr. Reed's services. However, I do recommend light duty."
Phlox looked back at Reed "That means stay off this leg as much as possible.
"Thank you, Doctor." said Soma
"Don't thank me." said Phlox with a smile. " I'm merely trying to prevent the Leitanent from aquiring a more serious injury by staying in sickbay."
Reed looked at Phlox nervously and Soma smiled. "Just see that it's nothing fatal Doctor. I need him on the bridge."
"It all depends on how much Mr. Reed complains, Captain." smiled Phlox as he waved the surgical
suture device like a stilleto.
Reed looked at Soma and then back at Phlox "I won't say a word."
Soma looked back at Phlox "What about Sub Commander T'Pol?"
"I assume, you would like HER on the bridge as well." sighed Phlox. It was more a statement than a question "She needs to rest for at least the next twelve hours. The medication I gave her will make her sleep while her Vulcan biochemistry begins it's remarkable cerbral healing factor. I can't make any guarantees, but assuming there are no 'complications' she may be able to return to duty within the next twenty four hours."
"Understood" said Soma "If there are any...'complications'...I want to be notified immediately."
"Of course Captain." replied the Doctor
As Soma turned to leave, Phlox called out "Captain, one more thing." said Phlox "Starfleet regulations require me to run a full bio scan on any new crewmembers serving aboard ship."
"I'm afraid it will have to wait Doctor." replied Soma as he turned and headed for the sickbay doors with Mayweather and Sato in tow.
_________
The lift doors opened and the three officers exited the turbo lift, entering the bridge. Soma stopped suddenly, taking in the entire bridge. Several crewmembers were at their duty stations while a number of others were replacing panels or computer cabling. The bridge was a disorded mess...but it was still the NX-01. The Captain, couldn't help smiling.
Lt. Wang, turned towards the turbo lift and noticed the Vulcan "Captain!" he said straightening himself
"At ease Leutanent." said Soma "What's our situation?"
"As ordered, we've beamed the Andorian crew off the wreck." replied Wang "Commander Tucker, has taken a boarding party over to strip off whatever components he thinks Enterprise can use."
"Do we have communications?" asked Soma
"Yes, sir." said Wang
Soma turned to Sato "Ensign, assume your station." he said "Open a channel to Mr. Tucker."
"Yes, sir" said the Ensign as she walked over to the communications station. There were wires and cabling hanging out of half open panels. She was going to have a talk with Trip when he got back. It looked like a team of monkeys put the comm system back together. "Give me a minute, sir."
Soma nodded and turned his attention back to Wang "How are the repairs coming?"
"Communications are back up." said Wang
"Barely" retorted Hoshi as she reconfigured the frequency modulation.
"Weapons are still offline. Sensors are working intermittently" said the Lietenant "Life support is still shut down on all decks aft of the shuttle bay. The main navigational array is also offline, but Lt. Palamis said his team should have it back on within the hour. I also have maintenance teams checking the ship for structural damadge until we can get the sensors fully restored. The rest is
mostly replacing burnt out components all over the ships."
"Good work Lietenant." said Soma
"Thank you, sir." said Wang "I was just about to start on the navigation station."
Soma turned to Mayweather "Travis, that's your department. " said the Captain "Why don't you lend the Lietenant a hand."
"Aye, sir." replied Mayweather
Soma watched as the two men took to ripping apart the navigation console. It reminded him of
an old earth carnival game where the participent was given a sledgehammer and sixty second to
wreak destruction on some useless piece of equipment.
Soma turned to survey the bridge once again. He topped when he saw it...the command chair.
In all the confusion he hadn't given much thought to the fact that it was his now. If only for a brief
time. He walked over to the chair, running his hand across the digital armrest. It was much simpler than his own command chair, but there was something special about a command chair with a history.
He settled down into it, gripping the armrests.
Ensign Sato looked over at the Captain as he was trying his 'new' chair out. He looked like a kid with a new toy. "Ahem...Captain, I've got Commander Tucker on the comm."
Soma turned to the Ensign and she swore she thought she saw him blush. "Put it through Ensign."
"Chief?" said the Captain
"Here sir." came an inaudible crackling voice
Soma looked over at the communications officer.
"Sorry sir." said Hoshi wincing "I'll try to clean it up."
The Ensign adjusted the frequency and carrier wave modulation several times and then turned back to the Captain. "Try it now sir."
"Can you hear me Chief?" asked Soma
"Yes, Cap'n." replied the voice in a much clearer tone.
"What's the status on the Andorian's warp core?" asked the Captain
"I think were in business sir." replied Tucker "The core is intact and from the looks of it, all I need to do is make a few modifications and she'll be compatible with our systems. We should have the warp core removed in another couple hours."
"Good" said Soma "The quicker your off that ship the better."
"Cap'n, I didn't know you cared." said Trip wriley.
"Of course I care Chief." responded Soma "If you die I'll have to explain it to Captain Archer. Not to mention all the Starfleet paperwork I'll have to fill out. It would be damn inconvenient for you to die on the job, so see to it that you don't."
"Aye Aye sir." Trip said chuckling "I'm all for gettin off this bucket."
"Then I won't keep you, Chief." said the Captain "Soma out."
The Captain stood up and made his way over to the comm station "Hoshi, is subspace online?"
"No sir." she replied "That's going to take some time."
"Make that your number one priority Ensign." said Soma "We need to raise Starfleet and appraise them of our situation."
"Yes, sir." replied Hoshi
Soma turned and headed for the lift.
"Sir" Hoshi called out "Internal comms are still not working 100%. If I get Starfleet, where will you be so I can notify you?"
"In the brig, Ensign." replied Soma "Getting answers from our guests."
TBC....