~*~Disclaimer=In this land of nothing I own nothing ok?~*~OK, for full
details of why none of these characters are original see review and also
would like to add-although I'm 'borrowing' your names that doesn't mean I
think you're evil or anything I just can't be bothered to think of names
for my aliens-does that make me evil? I'm just naming characters after you
ok? Hmm-gotta write this before the hamster running round on the wheel in
my brain gets tired! Oh and when you're sick the worst thing in the world
is some ultra chirpy pain in the arse person being happy when you feel like
crap which is why Malcolm was in a mood!~*~
*You don't fail if you fall, you fail when you don't get back up*
Malcolm sneezed as he contemplated this thought. Generally the symptoms of cold were present-with a vengeance. What didn't help was the Jennerns were purposely trying to keep the room either very cold or very hot.
*Mind you when they make the room cold I feel hot and when they make the room hot I feel cold. It balances out when you think about it.*
Various people were watching him through a mirror in the wall. In was like being in a cage at the zoo.
"Malcolm, I'm Doctor T'eyla. I'd just like to ask you a few questions." She said, pen poised.
Malcolm felt a tickle in his throat and swallowed hard.
*Brilliant, now she's gonna think you're scared!*
He stared at her, unblinking.
"I have a few questions of my own." He muttered.
"I believe one of your crew informed me of a saying you have-'curiosity killed the cat'." Replied Dr T'eyla smiling slightly.
*Curiosity didn't kill the cat, curiosity made the kittens!*
"Now, what is your name?" she asked.
The tickle in his throat was getting stronger. He didn't reply.
"Come on Malcolm, tell me your name." she repeated.
"You already know my name." Malcolm pointed out.
"Here's how it's going to go. Every so often I'm going to be coming back and asking more questions. Until finally I say 'jump' and you'll say......"she began
Malcolm closed his eyes
"How high?" she ended. "Believe me, it'll happen. I've been doing this for years and I've never failed yet."
*Ok, just remember Malcolm: Fear is nothing but the anticipation of pain, be it physical, mental or emotional. Enterprise will come. They have to come-I'm too much of a security risk.* The tickle in Malcolm's throat caused him to start coughing uncontrollably. The door opened again. "Is he still restrained?" the alien asked.
"Of course." Dr T'eyla snapped.
"We need to examine him again-see how he's progressing." said the alien.
"Of course Libran-are we doing it here or in the med bay?" asked T'eyla.
"Here," replied Libran. "Will you do the honours?"
T'eyla nodded and withdrew a needle from her pocket.
*Aww hell.*
~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Enterprise~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~
"We can't just leave him there!" Trip exploded, "We have to think of something!"
"I have no intention of leaving Malcolm there!" Archer snapped. "Doctor Phlox has a theory of why they want him-so be quiet and let him speak!"
Doctor Phlox nodded in thanks.
"My theory is that the Jennerns are planning to use Mr Reed's illness as a biological weapon against the dwellers on the other side of their planet." He announced.
"How is infectin' a planet with a cold gonna hurt the people on the other side on their planet?" asked Trip.
"On their planet they do not have the 'cold' virus, it is my belief they plan to mutate the virus so it affects them more strongly." replied Doctor Phlox.
"So when are we gonna get him out of there?" asked Trip immediately, "Maybe we could get one person through the shield onto the planet and then wait until that person gets the shield down so we can get Malcolm out."
The officers glanced at each other.
"That's not a bad idea Trip, T'Pol did you detect any gaps in the shield at any given time?" Archer asked.
"I will examine previous data." She replied, raising an eyebrow.
"Cap'n I volunteer ta be the person who goes down there." Trip piped up.
"I'll think about it." Was all Archer would say.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~Planet~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~
*Ow......Ow......Ow........Ow......Ow.......*
He opened his eyes.
"What did you do?" he croaked.
"You mean you don't remember?" asked Libran smiling.
Malcolm sneezed and waited.
"You told us everything," Libran told him gleefully. "It was so simple, so easy. I honestly thought you'd have put up more of a fight."
Malcolm's eyes widened.
"A quick dose of Sodium Pentothal and you told us everything-from your birth date to the last time you ate food." T'eyla added smirking.
"You're lying," Malcolm croaked, half smiling. "That's not true."
*I wouldn't have told. I would've remembered being drugged surely-I would've remembered the interrogation at any rate.*
Libran pulled up his sleeve; puncture marks of a needle were clearly visible.
"You've already injected me before though." Malcolm coughed.
"How can you be sure?" Libran whispered. "You have betrayed your people Malcolm Reed, to the death of them all."
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*You don't fail if you fall, you fail when you don't get back up*
Malcolm sneezed as he contemplated this thought. Generally the symptoms of cold were present-with a vengeance. What didn't help was the Jennerns were purposely trying to keep the room either very cold or very hot.
*Mind you when they make the room cold I feel hot and when they make the room hot I feel cold. It balances out when you think about it.*
Various people were watching him through a mirror in the wall. In was like being in a cage at the zoo.
"Malcolm, I'm Doctor T'eyla. I'd just like to ask you a few questions." She said, pen poised.
Malcolm felt a tickle in his throat and swallowed hard.
*Brilliant, now she's gonna think you're scared!*
He stared at her, unblinking.
"I have a few questions of my own." He muttered.
"I believe one of your crew informed me of a saying you have-'curiosity killed the cat'." Replied Dr T'eyla smiling slightly.
*Curiosity didn't kill the cat, curiosity made the kittens!*
"Now, what is your name?" she asked.
The tickle in his throat was getting stronger. He didn't reply.
"Come on Malcolm, tell me your name." she repeated.
"You already know my name." Malcolm pointed out.
"Here's how it's going to go. Every so often I'm going to be coming back and asking more questions. Until finally I say 'jump' and you'll say......"she began
Malcolm closed his eyes
"How high?" she ended. "Believe me, it'll happen. I've been doing this for years and I've never failed yet."
*Ok, just remember Malcolm: Fear is nothing but the anticipation of pain, be it physical, mental or emotional. Enterprise will come. They have to come-I'm too much of a security risk.* The tickle in Malcolm's throat caused him to start coughing uncontrollably. The door opened again. "Is he still restrained?" the alien asked.
"Of course." Dr T'eyla snapped.
"We need to examine him again-see how he's progressing." said the alien.
"Of course Libran-are we doing it here or in the med bay?" asked T'eyla.
"Here," replied Libran. "Will you do the honours?"
T'eyla nodded and withdrew a needle from her pocket.
*Aww hell.*
~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Enterprise~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~
"We can't just leave him there!" Trip exploded, "We have to think of something!"
"I have no intention of leaving Malcolm there!" Archer snapped. "Doctor Phlox has a theory of why they want him-so be quiet and let him speak!"
Doctor Phlox nodded in thanks.
"My theory is that the Jennerns are planning to use Mr Reed's illness as a biological weapon against the dwellers on the other side of their planet." He announced.
"How is infectin' a planet with a cold gonna hurt the people on the other side on their planet?" asked Trip.
"On their planet they do not have the 'cold' virus, it is my belief they plan to mutate the virus so it affects them more strongly." replied Doctor Phlox.
"So when are we gonna get him out of there?" asked Trip immediately, "Maybe we could get one person through the shield onto the planet and then wait until that person gets the shield down so we can get Malcolm out."
The officers glanced at each other.
"That's not a bad idea Trip, T'Pol did you detect any gaps in the shield at any given time?" Archer asked.
"I will examine previous data." She replied, raising an eyebrow.
"Cap'n I volunteer ta be the person who goes down there." Trip piped up.
"I'll think about it." Was all Archer would say.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~Planet~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~
*Ow......Ow......Ow........Ow......Ow.......*
He opened his eyes.
"What did you do?" he croaked.
"You mean you don't remember?" asked Libran smiling.
Malcolm sneezed and waited.
"You told us everything," Libran told him gleefully. "It was so simple, so easy. I honestly thought you'd have put up more of a fight."
Malcolm's eyes widened.
"A quick dose of Sodium Pentothal and you told us everything-from your birth date to the last time you ate food." T'eyla added smirking.
"You're lying," Malcolm croaked, half smiling. "That's not true."
*I wouldn't have told. I would've remembered being drugged surely-I would've remembered the interrogation at any rate.*
Libran pulled up his sleeve; puncture marks of a needle were clearly visible.
"You've already injected me before though." Malcolm coughed.
"How can you be sure?" Libran whispered. "You have betrayed your people Malcolm Reed, to the death of them all."
~*~Please review! Loving the reviews at the moment-you fantastic people! Anyway....erm....Yeah if you don't get what they're doing ask and all will be revealed!!!!!~*~