~*~Disclaimer=As usual I own none of this! ~*~Just to explain in the last chapter before this The bond between Trip and the guard (Max) and Malcolm and Andy grows weaker which is why the fuzz in and out. It's only when Max fires the rifle that they split off, which is why Malcolm got shot too because at that point he and Andy were almost the same person ok? This is the final chapter (boohoo!) Quite enjoyed writing this story! Although at the beginning the original idea was that Malcolm and Trip would have control over their bodies but then I realised that if they were going back in time to witness the 'soldiers of the past' as it were then they wouldn't be in control because they'd try and do stuff that wouldn't happen!~*~

Malcolm stared at the ceiling. It felt weird being able to move and talk for himself again. When he went to the bathroom he had nearly forgotten what his reflection looked like and got the shock of his life when he looked in the mirror.

Of course he was itching to get out. Things to do, people to see, armouries to inspect!

Another problem was to him and Trip they'd been gone for over three weeks, but on Enterprise they'd been unconscious for only 23 hours and 55 minutes.

The only thing that had come through the incident was their memories and the ugly bruise on Malcolm's side.

Phlox had insisted on holding them for the night, naturally both he and Trip had argued the toss even though they knew there was no chance Phlox would let them out no matter how much they complained.

He wondered if Andy had survived, if he'd made it back to Britain and handed that mysterious box to the British intelligence. He wondered what had happened to the other lads-whether they'd escaped another time or had been killed. It made his head hurt just thinking of all the questions he longed to find the answers to.

Trip watched Malcolm sigh then close his eyes and roll over.

Trip was confused. He wanted to know what happened to Max.

"Why didn't we die?" Malcolm asked suddenly

"What?"

"Why didn't we die?"

"When?"

"When the time period ended why didn't we die?"

"Ah dunno, lemme think a minute."

"We should've died, we were connected to that time period, we were part of Andy and the guard...."

"Max."

"Yeah him."

"Maybe that's how the machine works. It only takes ya back so ya can see the series of events n then wakes ya up so ya can tell people."

"We should've died."

"Quit being so morbid."

"D'ya reckon he survived?"

"Who?"

"Andy."

"Probably, what d'ya think happened to Max?"

"I don't know, I hope he pays though."

"For what? He could've killed ya! Instead he just winged ya and then let ya go!"

"Maybe he wanted Andy to die a slow painful death."

"Look, he ain't like that. He was just doin' his job, same as all the others."

"He was the enemy."

"He was just doin' his job. He's only human."

"He didn't have to do his job."

"Ah don't think he had much choice Malcolm. Ah doubt that he'd have lived long if he'd rebelled. He ain't a killer anyway."

"He shot Andy!"

"An' probably missed purposely. He didn't kill him did he?"

"No."

"Ah can see where ya comin' from, Ah thought the same thing when Ah first got there but after spendin' three weeks watching the guy go about his business, Ah realised he was just like everyone else in the war-only fightin' for his country doin' what he thought was right."

"I suppose."

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Malcolm stared out the window watching the stars fly past.

"Penny for 'em?"

"What?" He asked turning his head slightly.

"Never mind, what's eatin' ya?" Trip asked moving to stand by his friend.

"Doesn't matter." Said Malcolm, returning his gaze to the stars once more.

"Tell me anyway." Said Trip.

"It's stupid." Malcolm protested quietly.

"It can't be that stupid," Trip reasoned "If ya thoughts are dwellin' on it."

"I found out what happened to Andrew." Said Malcolm in monotone.

*He didn't call him Andy this time.* Trip thought.

"He died." Malcolm ended.

"Well Ah kinda knew he'd be dead by now." Trip tried to joke.

"He made it all the way back to Britain then died of an infection." Malcolm snapped.

"Well he made it, he broke free. Doesn't that count for somethin'?" Trip asked.

Malcolm didn't reply

They both watched the stars go past and didn't say a word they didn't have to, the silence said it all.

*Goodbye*

~*~Woohoo! All done! Please review! I hope this answered some questions people had. As per usual will thank all people who reviewed when I get round to it. Probably in about a week or so~*~