Hope you're liking it so far and it's not predictable. Comments and suggested will be taken into account! Thank you
Chapter Three
"What's wrong with her?" Madison heard Malcolm ask when she regained consciousness an hour later. The moment she had been placed into the shuttle pod she had passed out.
"She is suffering from drug deprivation, it's a drug called Syntax. It's Vulcan and I don't think she knew she was taking it-" Doctor Phlox began to explain while standing over a stirring Madison, taking her vital signs for the umpteenth time.
"Hey!" Madison brushed Malcolm's arm who instantly looked down. "I feel terrible." She tried to get up and failed, she remained lying down. It was the first time she had noticed the denoblian. "Hello Doctor. Thank you for taking care of me. Am I ok?"
"You will be fine. Luckily! This will get rid of the dizzy spells, and I will give you a course of medication to take. You'll be fine Madison." Phlox explained giving her an injection and propping her up on the bed. "Mr Reed... I would like to talk to you in private if possible!" He motioned over to his office hidden the corner of sickbay.
"Yes of course. I'll be back." Malcolm reassured Madison by squeezing her shoulder and followed the Doctor out of earshot. "What's wrong doctor?" Malcolm glanced over his shoulder at Madison, who was dipping peacefully in and out of consciousness.
"The drug that she was given was from Vulcan! It was a method of control, I... I believe she was a slave, or captured for information. Not necessarily on Vulcan but I'll have talk to T'pol."
"What do you know of the drug? What about memory loss?" Malcolm asked as Phlox passed him a pad. Malcolm glanced at Phlox's report. "No memory loss... It won't be for information doctor, I'm not ruling it out but security wise, you would benefit a drug that would later remove the memory of the extraction. Do you think I should talk to her, or leave it to the Captain."
"Perhaps it would be best leaving it to the Captain, he knows her. She may talk to him more openly!" Phlox explained.
"I'll go and get Hoshi and the Captain in a bit! I'll sit with Madison if that's ok?" Malcolm wondered why he was making the Captain wait, he didn't get time to explain much when he left because of the mild stormed that passed. Surly he was waiting for him to return. However, Madison must be safe before he leaves, it was securities main duty after all.
Trip was sat in the empty mess hall sulking. Why wouldn't the Captain have let him take part in the rescue mission, if anyone could convince Madison to come home, he could! He was desperate to see her. After all she was the love of his life, he wanted to beg her for forgiveness, tell her she was the only thing he could think of.
"Trip!" Ensign Mayweather broke his concentration. "Something wrong?"
"No... Well yeah!" Trip looked at his uneaten pecan pie. "I'm desperate to see Madison! The Captain knows it. But he made me stay here, and hasn't even been in touch to let me know how she is!" Trip pushed aside the pie.
"Trip, Malcolm brought her aboard an hour ago! She's in sickbay!" Travis smiled weakly.
"What... And no one tells me!" Trip stormed out of the mess hall and made for the sickbay, angered at the fact that it was Malcolm who had brought her aboard without telling him. He was his best friend, how could he not have told him. There must be something badly wrong, he would have contacted me otherwise, Trip jthought as he reached the opening doors of the sick bay. "Malcolm!" Trip shouted.
"Trip. Don't even bother!" Malcolm stopped him. "She's fine!"
"I wanna see her!" Trip tried to push past. Malcolm caught him so off guard he effortlessly stopped him. Trip had never expected his friend to stop him. "Malcolm. Please... she told you didn't she! It's all lies- Well not so much lies, she doesn't know the whole story-" Trip began rambling.
"It's a security matter!" Malcolm pinned him to the wall of the corridor. Trip was so gob smacked at Malcolm's attitude he didn't arguee with the tactical officer.
"What's that Malcolm?" Why was he protecting her, he was his friend, not hers.
"She'll beat the living crap out of you!".Malcolm explained. "I'm not taking sides... I just don't want to see you hurt! She's been through a hell of a lot more than we thought!" Malcolm had a thought. "The best thing for you to do is go to the surface and get the Captain and Hoshi!"
"Oh, now I get to go to the surface!" Trip gritted his teeth, wanting to punch Malcolm in his oh-so-English face. "Can you just open the door... Let me see her?" Trip asked. You're my best friend, grant me this, please Malcolm?
"No Trip and it's important that you get the Captain as soon as possible, she has something to tell him and communication to the planet is down, there's a storm coming, so you have to be quick. You can see her then."
"What's she got to tell him that she can't tell me?" Trip asked, resenting his friend's eyes right now, he'd seen Madison, he'd spoken to her.
"I don't know Trip, Just go. Please!" Malcolm shouted. "She's fine! You have an hour before the storm hits-"
"-Okay! I'm going." Trip sulked off to the shuttle bay and Malcolm returned to the sickbay.
"He's hates the dessert." Madison hugged her legs. "He hates the heat! All this so I don't have to face him."
"I think he loves you." Malcolm walked over to her, he could see Phlox tending to his animals out of the corner of his eye.
"He doesn't, you're his best friend and you only think; you should know! Besides he sacrificed me and our relationship. He was the one who stopped my world from falling apart. I couldn't wait to get away on this ship." Madison wiped her face. "I really need a shower," She giggled as she pulled her lank brown hair from her face. Malcolm smiled, don't do this, he thought to himself, Trip would never forgive you.
"Doctor. Can I take her to my quarters to get cleaned up? T'Pol hasn't got back to me on her quarters." Malcolm asked easing her off the bed.
"Yes, I can't see why not. Just make sure you take these. One every four hours!" Phlox handed her a small box that was on her side table.
"What is it?" Madison asked curiously looking inside the small white box, inside was small blue/brown blobs.
"Don't ask!" Malcolm lead her out slowly, he felt like a big man being able to protect someone so fragile but guilty because it was Trip's job. If he loves her so much, why has he never mentioned her? I'm his best friend, if this is the love of his life she should have cropped up in a conversation before now! Malcolm was in such a daze, Madison practically found his quarters herself.
"That better?" Malcolm asked once she had appeared from the shower room wearing one of Malcolm's regulation blue tops and one of his cotton white robes. He was reading Phlox's report at his workstation placed in the furthest corner of the room.
"Much thank you!" Madison sat down on his bed drying her long hair.
"Why did you run away? Why where you on Vulcan?" Malcolm asked taking a seat beside her taking the towel from her, continuing to dry it for her. She looked at her hand that where now cupped on her lap. Malcolm stopped. "Why?" He persisted.
"If I tell you?" Madison turned and looked into his eyes, pulling the towel from his hands. "Will you tell Archer?!"
"I will have to Madison!" Malcolm answered as Madison broke down.
"I didn't run away. I was sold to Vulcan! That's why I thought you'd found me." Madison paused and got up, she began pacing. "I must be clear... It's nothing to do with the High Council, they know nothing, It's a small group, there are two rogue groups on the planet, ones that refused the purging to keep their anger called Hashem, and those who did it to keep their... personalities, they call them selves the Khrats! The Hashem run a slave trade between planets. I was a rarity, Earth's been through the slave trade, there aren't many willing to sell another human being... Except..." Madison wept. "My father! They decided to keep me. I escaped from Vulcan." Madison's legs gave way and she fell to the floor, Malcolm rushed to the floor and hugged the girl. "You can't tell John. He won't believe me! My father's a God to him, and Trip's the reason I'm in this mess."
Malcolm cradled what now looked like a small child. He whispered reassurances to her while rocking her slowly. "Madison. I believe you and I'll protect you no matter what!" He tipped her head, her cold eyes warmed to him.
"Thank you Malcolm." Madison Kissed him, hesitated and kissed him again, passionately. Malcolm, his head telling him no and his heart telling him yes, listened to the later part and kissed her back.
Chapter Three
"What's wrong with her?" Madison heard Malcolm ask when she regained consciousness an hour later. The moment she had been placed into the shuttle pod she had passed out.
"She is suffering from drug deprivation, it's a drug called Syntax. It's Vulcan and I don't think she knew she was taking it-" Doctor Phlox began to explain while standing over a stirring Madison, taking her vital signs for the umpteenth time.
"Hey!" Madison brushed Malcolm's arm who instantly looked down. "I feel terrible." She tried to get up and failed, she remained lying down. It was the first time she had noticed the denoblian. "Hello Doctor. Thank you for taking care of me. Am I ok?"
"You will be fine. Luckily! This will get rid of the dizzy spells, and I will give you a course of medication to take. You'll be fine Madison." Phlox explained giving her an injection and propping her up on the bed. "Mr Reed... I would like to talk to you in private if possible!" He motioned over to his office hidden the corner of sickbay.
"Yes of course. I'll be back." Malcolm reassured Madison by squeezing her shoulder and followed the Doctor out of earshot. "What's wrong doctor?" Malcolm glanced over his shoulder at Madison, who was dipping peacefully in and out of consciousness.
"The drug that she was given was from Vulcan! It was a method of control, I... I believe she was a slave, or captured for information. Not necessarily on Vulcan but I'll have talk to T'pol."
"What do you know of the drug? What about memory loss?" Malcolm asked as Phlox passed him a pad. Malcolm glanced at Phlox's report. "No memory loss... It won't be for information doctor, I'm not ruling it out but security wise, you would benefit a drug that would later remove the memory of the extraction. Do you think I should talk to her, or leave it to the Captain."
"Perhaps it would be best leaving it to the Captain, he knows her. She may talk to him more openly!" Phlox explained.
"I'll go and get Hoshi and the Captain in a bit! I'll sit with Madison if that's ok?" Malcolm wondered why he was making the Captain wait, he didn't get time to explain much when he left because of the mild stormed that passed. Surly he was waiting for him to return. However, Madison must be safe before he leaves, it was securities main duty after all.
Trip was sat in the empty mess hall sulking. Why wouldn't the Captain have let him take part in the rescue mission, if anyone could convince Madison to come home, he could! He was desperate to see her. After all she was the love of his life, he wanted to beg her for forgiveness, tell her she was the only thing he could think of.
"Trip!" Ensign Mayweather broke his concentration. "Something wrong?"
"No... Well yeah!" Trip looked at his uneaten pecan pie. "I'm desperate to see Madison! The Captain knows it. But he made me stay here, and hasn't even been in touch to let me know how she is!" Trip pushed aside the pie.
"Trip, Malcolm brought her aboard an hour ago! She's in sickbay!" Travis smiled weakly.
"What... And no one tells me!" Trip stormed out of the mess hall and made for the sickbay, angered at the fact that it was Malcolm who had brought her aboard without telling him. He was his best friend, how could he not have told him. There must be something badly wrong, he would have contacted me otherwise, Trip jthought as he reached the opening doors of the sick bay. "Malcolm!" Trip shouted.
"Trip. Don't even bother!" Malcolm stopped him. "She's fine!"
"I wanna see her!" Trip tried to push past. Malcolm caught him so off guard he effortlessly stopped him. Trip had never expected his friend to stop him. "Malcolm. Please... she told you didn't she! It's all lies- Well not so much lies, she doesn't know the whole story-" Trip began rambling.
"It's a security matter!" Malcolm pinned him to the wall of the corridor. Trip was so gob smacked at Malcolm's attitude he didn't arguee with the tactical officer.
"What's that Malcolm?" Why was he protecting her, he was his friend, not hers.
"She'll beat the living crap out of you!".Malcolm explained. "I'm not taking sides... I just don't want to see you hurt! She's been through a hell of a lot more than we thought!" Malcolm had a thought. "The best thing for you to do is go to the surface and get the Captain and Hoshi!"
"Oh, now I get to go to the surface!" Trip gritted his teeth, wanting to punch Malcolm in his oh-so-English face. "Can you just open the door... Let me see her?" Trip asked. You're my best friend, grant me this, please Malcolm?
"No Trip and it's important that you get the Captain as soon as possible, she has something to tell him and communication to the planet is down, there's a storm coming, so you have to be quick. You can see her then."
"What's she got to tell him that she can't tell me?" Trip asked, resenting his friend's eyes right now, he'd seen Madison, he'd spoken to her.
"I don't know Trip, Just go. Please!" Malcolm shouted. "She's fine! You have an hour before the storm hits-"
"-Okay! I'm going." Trip sulked off to the shuttle bay and Malcolm returned to the sickbay.
"He's hates the dessert." Madison hugged her legs. "He hates the heat! All this so I don't have to face him."
"I think he loves you." Malcolm walked over to her, he could see Phlox tending to his animals out of the corner of his eye.
"He doesn't, you're his best friend and you only think; you should know! Besides he sacrificed me and our relationship. He was the one who stopped my world from falling apart. I couldn't wait to get away on this ship." Madison wiped her face. "I really need a shower," She giggled as she pulled her lank brown hair from her face. Malcolm smiled, don't do this, he thought to himself, Trip would never forgive you.
"Doctor. Can I take her to my quarters to get cleaned up? T'Pol hasn't got back to me on her quarters." Malcolm asked easing her off the bed.
"Yes, I can't see why not. Just make sure you take these. One every four hours!" Phlox handed her a small box that was on her side table.
"What is it?" Madison asked curiously looking inside the small white box, inside was small blue/brown blobs.
"Don't ask!" Malcolm lead her out slowly, he felt like a big man being able to protect someone so fragile but guilty because it was Trip's job. If he loves her so much, why has he never mentioned her? I'm his best friend, if this is the love of his life she should have cropped up in a conversation before now! Malcolm was in such a daze, Madison practically found his quarters herself.
"That better?" Malcolm asked once she had appeared from the shower room wearing one of Malcolm's regulation blue tops and one of his cotton white robes. He was reading Phlox's report at his workstation placed in the furthest corner of the room.
"Much thank you!" Madison sat down on his bed drying her long hair.
"Why did you run away? Why where you on Vulcan?" Malcolm asked taking a seat beside her taking the towel from her, continuing to dry it for her. She looked at her hand that where now cupped on her lap. Malcolm stopped. "Why?" He persisted.
"If I tell you?" Madison turned and looked into his eyes, pulling the towel from his hands. "Will you tell Archer?!"
"I will have to Madison!" Malcolm answered as Madison broke down.
"I didn't run away. I was sold to Vulcan! That's why I thought you'd found me." Madison paused and got up, she began pacing. "I must be clear... It's nothing to do with the High Council, they know nothing, It's a small group, there are two rogue groups on the planet, ones that refused the purging to keep their anger called Hashem, and those who did it to keep their... personalities, they call them selves the Khrats! The Hashem run a slave trade between planets. I was a rarity, Earth's been through the slave trade, there aren't many willing to sell another human being... Except..." Madison wept. "My father! They decided to keep me. I escaped from Vulcan." Madison's legs gave way and she fell to the floor, Malcolm rushed to the floor and hugged the girl. "You can't tell John. He won't believe me! My father's a God to him, and Trip's the reason I'm in this mess."
Malcolm cradled what now looked like a small child. He whispered reassurances to her while rocking her slowly. "Madison. I believe you and I'll protect you no matter what!" He tipped her head, her cold eyes warmed to him.
"Thank you Malcolm." Madison Kissed him, hesitated and kissed him again, passionately. Malcolm, his head telling him no and his heart telling him yes, listened to the later part and kissed her back.