Malcolm had stopped at the armoury to equip. himself with a phaser. He was now thinking of places they would keep Madison's body. While Jonathan, T'Pol and Phlox were reliving what had happened on the planet, the time and date of a memorial service had cropped up within the conversation. It was that information that he headed to the torpedo launch bay.
Malcolm had lost her once, it was only the belief that they had got it wrong, that he hadn't seen her body, that had kept him alive. He couldn't do it again. He didn't want to live another second without her. He was cursing himself for falling unconscious when he'd seen her at the bar, it was his last opportunity to see her alive.
Malcolm had arrived at his destination on the brink of tears. He opened the door with hesitation. There was something that had to be done before he even approached Madison. He didn't want to be disturbed or talked out of anything, so his main priority was to construct an electric field that would stop anyone entering. It didn't have to be a work of art, he wanted Trip or someone to be able to disable it in time.
Once it had been established he turned to the cylinder that he knew to hold Madison's lifeless body. He opened it with ease to find a peaceful Madison lying inside. His fingers gently stroked her face, resting on her pale lips, how pretty she was. He bent down to kiss her as the door hissed open.
"Malcolm!" Trip shouted stepping forward into the force field immediately recoiling at the pain. "Don't do anything stupid Malcolm. She wouldn't want that!" Trip reasoned holding his stumped arm.
"I can't stay here without her Trip-" Malcolm cried moving to the open door. "I just can't!"
"Just get rid of the force field... Please?" Trip collapsed on the floor. "I've lost my best friend. I can't lose another one." Trip hesitated to look at Jonathan and Phlox who stood out of sight. "Malcolm, I miss her too. But killing yourself is not the answer." Malcolm sat on the floor to talk to Trip.
"I'm not living my life without her Trip. I hurt you too much for that-" Malcolm explained.
"You're hurting me more this way. Madison would want you to do this. Stop this Romeo act. It doesn't suit you!" Trip shouted.
"Be not so long in speech, I long to die," Malcolm laughed bitterly.
"Don't do this-" Trip argued as Malcolm got up from the cold floor.
"O happy dagger-" Malcolm walked to the casket and placed the phaser to his head.
Malcolm had lost her once, it was only the belief that they had got it wrong, that he hadn't seen her body, that had kept him alive. He couldn't do it again. He didn't want to live another second without her. He was cursing himself for falling unconscious when he'd seen her at the bar, it was his last opportunity to see her alive.
Malcolm had arrived at his destination on the brink of tears. He opened the door with hesitation. There was something that had to be done before he even approached Madison. He didn't want to be disturbed or talked out of anything, so his main priority was to construct an electric field that would stop anyone entering. It didn't have to be a work of art, he wanted Trip or someone to be able to disable it in time.
Once it had been established he turned to the cylinder that he knew to hold Madison's lifeless body. He opened it with ease to find a peaceful Madison lying inside. His fingers gently stroked her face, resting on her pale lips, how pretty she was. He bent down to kiss her as the door hissed open.
"Malcolm!" Trip shouted stepping forward into the force field immediately recoiling at the pain. "Don't do anything stupid Malcolm. She wouldn't want that!" Trip reasoned holding his stumped arm.
"I can't stay here without her Trip-" Malcolm cried moving to the open door. "I just can't!"
"Just get rid of the force field... Please?" Trip collapsed on the floor. "I've lost my best friend. I can't lose another one." Trip hesitated to look at Jonathan and Phlox who stood out of sight. "Malcolm, I miss her too. But killing yourself is not the answer." Malcolm sat on the floor to talk to Trip.
"I'm not living my life without her Trip. I hurt you too much for that-" Malcolm explained.
"You're hurting me more this way. Madison would want you to do this. Stop this Romeo act. It doesn't suit you!" Trip shouted.
"Be not so long in speech, I long to die," Malcolm laughed bitterly.
"Don't do this-" Trip argued as Malcolm got up from the cold floor.
"O happy dagger-" Malcolm walked to the casket and placed the phaser to his head.