Disclaimer:  I do not own any part of the show Enterprise, they are all owned by the rich people of Paramount.  There is no reason to sue me I get no money from this story, and if you did sue all you would get is a half-eaten pizza and some cokes.

Author Notes:  Welcome back to my little story, much has happened since my last post.  Archer is drunk as a donkey, Hoshi confused and amused (hey that rhythms), and T'pol who is interested in this budding relationship.  Now without further ado let us continue with the story, also I have just seen the new Enterprise and might incorporate some elements of the show into this chapter.

Illogical Behavior

            Waking to a splitting headache is not one of Jonathan's better moments, 'Ohhh…what happened?  Let's see…ouch…I need some aspirin or a phaser, whichever I find first.'  Wobbling toward his bathroom Jonathan looked into the mirror and found a corpse staring back at him.  Jumping back in shock, Jonathan soon realized that the corpse was actually his face, 'Damn I got to lay off the ale, I seem to be getting nightmares.'  Believing a cold shower would fix him right up Archer headed into the bath and turned on the faucet.  "Whooo…that is cold.  Damn!"

            Adjusting to the searing cold Archer soon rested his forehead on the shower tiles.  Replaying the events of last night, or was it this morning?  Forgetting about time for now Archer headed back to the problem, getting drunk in front of Ensign Sato.  'Great, I now look like a buffoon in front of my linguistics expert.  That's a great way to impress the crew, "Hey look everybody our Captain is a raging alcoholic!"  That will go over so well with the rest of the ship, and don't forget T'pol's reaction to this news.  She might actually arch both her eyebrows, Hell would freeze over.'

            Banging his head on the shower door Archer soon learned it was not the best thing to do when suffering from a major hangover.  'Ohh…someone send for a coroner because I know something has died in my skull.'  Switching the water to hot Archer worked out the kinks in his arms and legs, grabbing a bar of soap he soon worked up a good lather and went in for a deep cleaning.  Rinsing off Archer pondered over how he would act in front of his friend and Ensign, 'I should play it nice and cool, she probably won't bring it up.  Or at least I hope she won't bring it up.'

            Grabbing a towel, Jonathan dried himself off and stared at the new and improved Jonathan Archer in the mirror.  'Not bad, could use a shave though.  Better whip out the old electric buzzer.'  Archer shaved his face clean and touched it just to make sure, 'Can't have the Captain of a starship look like a bum, even a good smelling bum.'  Trotting out into his bedroom he approached his desk to find that the time displayed was 0100 hours.  'Damn, it's still early; but I am already up.  Catching up on my reports sounds good, hopefully none are of utmost importance.'

            While Jonathan was catching up on his reading Hoshi Sato was working on a most confounding problem.  It all started when she left the captain's quarters just a few hours ago.

(3 hours ago)

            Pondering on the antics shown by her Captain and the awkward feelings growing inside of her Hoshi had a right to be confused.  'Now what did he mean by "wife"?  I mean he could not have been talking about me, right?  Damn now I arguing with my conscience, this is really sad.'  Not watching where you are going causes some problems, most importantly a higher probability that you will bump into someone.  As in all good statistical probabilities this held true and Hoshi bumped into another Ensign taking over for the Beta shift.

            "Ohmmpph…I am sorry ma'am.  Are you alright?"

            "Yes, I am fine Ensign…?"

            "Ensign Cutler ma'am, in charge of security during Beta shift."

            "Well Ensign Cutler, I am sorry for bumping into you.  I know that you have many duties to attend to so I will not delay you further."

            "Yes, ma'am.  Have a good night ma'am."

          Walking off Ensign Cutler could not help her instincts cutting in, she knew that woman but where did she last see her?  'That's right she was the one talking to Captain Archer in the mess hall during lunch.  I wonder if they are an item?  Or is the dear Captain still a free man?  Time will tell.'

            Ruffled by the sudden disturbance to her evening Sato filed it away as her ponderings getting the best of her.  'Reminder to self don't walk into anymore people because you are thinking about your Captain in intimate ways.'

            Finally reaching her quarters Hoshi went to her bed and plunked down, 'Damn I am tired, must have been all that Andorian Ale.  It sure tasted sweet, kinda like a Long Island Iced Tea.  Oh well, the Captain can wait until the morning I am beat.'  Straightening out her body Hoshi tucked herself deep into the warm, thick blankets given to her by one of her relatives.

(Present)

            "Okay it isn't the morning yet but that ale did wonders for my stomach.  I can still feel the alcohol stirring up a big bout of digestion inside there."

            'Now onto more pressing matters, is there something in the Captain's mumblings?  Does he hold any feelings for me that border on intimacy?  I guess this is one thing I will have to ask him myself, or sneak around him for a bit and watch his reactions.  I pick the latter it gives me room to maneuver if things get too sticky.'  Putting thoughts of her superior aside for the moment the beauty from the snow capped mountains of Japan entered her bathroom to freshen up.

(Back to our intrepid hero, (meaning Jonathan)

            Reading through a most confusing report put together by Trip, Jonathan could not fathom some of the words being used.  'What the heck is a sion-filled, trimitheim tapped coil?  And why the heck do I need to know about it?  I got to speak to Trip about making these reports more concise and easier to understand.'  Feeling he had quite enough of the technical babble spewed forth by his Chief Engineer Archer changed into a pair of sweat pants and a sweat shirt.  'Time to lift some weights, hopefully when I am through I will understand what the hell Trip is talking about.  Not likely but it could happen.'  Glancing at his alarm clock Jonathan found the time to be 0330 hours, 'Plenty of time to go to the gym and work out, then come back for a shower before the whole ship is awake.'

            Exiting his home Archer's mind kept going back to the idiotic display of emotions he had shown last evening.  But there was nothing he could do now except promise to never drink a bottle of Andorian Ale again.  Other than the foreboding shame he would experience later on in the day Archer was feeling rather good this early morning.

            Entering the gym gained Jonathan two surprises, one the entire gym was dark as the deepest night, and two there was someone grunting in that darkness.  The voice and tone sounded feminine, but extremely restrained.  Trying to find the light switch Archer caused quite a commotion.  What with him tripping over a dumb bell and falling flat on his facing while cursing profusely, startling the inhabitant of the room.

            "Is that you Captain?"

            Placing the monotone voice Jonathan responded from the floor with a rather good impersonation of a choking dog.  Finally finding his way off the floor Archer cursed himself mentally for cussing in front of his first officer.  "T'pol, what are you doing here?  And in the dark as well."

            "Just working on my form Captain, it is most effective at this time of day."

            "Oh, of course."  Muttering under his breath Archer was still searching for the light switch so he wouldn't have to talk to his first officer in the dark.  T'pol picked up his words and came to his aid by flipping the switch just behind him.  Light illuminated the room, blinding Archer for a moment before his eyes adjusted toward the light.  "Thank you, Sub-Commander."  Walking toward the training equipment Archer never looked back to ensure that his embarrassment would stop there.  "You are welcome Captain.  Captain may I have a moment of your time?  I wish to discuss something with you."

AN:  Well that is the end of chapter 2, tune in next time and figure out what T'pol wants to talk about.  I'll give you a cookie if you guess correctly.  Plus don't forget to hit that little button and review.  Well I am outta here, Peace.