Once Hugh finished his nightmare of all those years, he noticed that
Dr. Phlox was sitting there watching him. "Can I help you with something
doctor?" "Actually I was wondering the same for you." "Why would you think
that there is something wrong?" "I've been sitting here for two hours and
for those two hours you have done nothing but cried." Phlox sat there with
concern written all over his face. "Tell me doctor are you finished
analyzing those scans you took of me?" "Yes I finished weeks ago. I must
say you have experienced much physical trauma on your posterior." "That's
only the tip of the iceberg." "Care to share what's bothering you?" "Will
it be in confidence?" "Of course."
****
"Hoshi wait up! Where are you going is such a hurry?" Travis was running to catch up with Hoshi after they finished their shift on the bridge. "I'm going to find Hugh." "Why are you going to find Hugh? "Were you not at the briefing this morning? He poured his soul out to us.!" Hoshi he just had a little on his mind—""Travis Mayweather you are stunned! Are you always so detached from what is going on? Hugh had a little more then 'just a little on his mind'!" "If he wants help all he has to do is ask." Travis! He did! He trusted us with that very personal information. Your hopeless." "Hoshi—""No, don't' talk to me!" Travis stopped and watched and Hoshi stormed down the corridor. "Girl trouble Travis?" Travis spun around to find Jon standing there. "Yeah you could say that sir."
****
"That is just fascinating! You are genetically enhanced to be used as a spy? The depths of your species are beyond me." "Trust me doc, this isn't something I'm proud of. It was sort of forced upon me. I'm a spy to be used in war. 'discover what the enemy is feeling, then you can defeat them.' "It's sick! I was only ten when they began to play with my genetic materials. I eventually had no contact with the outside world. My only company where psychiatrists. Then they decided that I was to valuable to lose in a war so they sent me into space, incase the human race became eradicated. No one else knew about this, to everyone else I was a normal person."
"There is nothing to be ashamed of, you were young." Yeah, but when the Canadian government found out about be they 'recruited' me. They convinced my parents that it was the right thing to do." Hugh continued to there playing with his cold cup. "This is all confidential right? Just you and me?" "Of course I never take the doctor patient confidentiality." "I think I'm gonna go to bed now. Thanks doc." "Don't mention it, pleasant dreams." Phlox smiled as Hugh walked out of the room.
"Hugh wait up!" Hugh turned to see Trip running to catch up with him. "Hey Trip." Hugh began to walk again once Trip caught up. "I just wanted to say that if ya ever wanna talk I'm always 'round." "Actually I think I will take you up on that at a later time. I'm really tired, but I'd love to talk later. I got lots of things to get off my chest." "Sure just gimme the word." "See ya Trip"
****
Malcolm was very excited, but nervous. He was finally braking out of his shell, and was beginning to enjoy the experience. In his hands he held a very important proposal. It could change everything for him. "Bloody Hell! Why should this be so hard?" Malcolm was never this happy before, and everyone was noticing it. The usual pessimistic Malcolm was being replaced by a much more optimistic guy. Malcolm stopped pacing the room and made his way for Engineering. More importantly Trip. As he walked towards Engineering he felt what seemed to be a shudder throughout the ship. He picked up his pace as he saw the smoke and crewmen trying to get out.
****
Jon was sitting in his ready room when the shudder went through the ship. Sitting at his seat on second, being on the bridge the next. The ship was suddenly brought to a stop. "Report!" "Sir there was an explosion in Main Engineering. Reports are still coming in, I don't know what's going on down there." "Hoshi tell Phlox to get down there ASAP. T'Pol is there still people in there?" "My scans indicate that there are still crewmen in Main Engineering. I cannot at this time determine who they are." "Tucker to Bridge." "Trip what the hell is going on down there?" "Just a small accident nuttin to worry 'bout. Means no warp drive for thirty- six hours though." "Just make sure that no one gets hurt." "Aye Cap'n." Once Malcolm got to Engineering and saw that everything was under control he felt them to do their work. 'Looks like I'm eating alone tonight.' Malcolm sighed and left to supper.
Eating alone was something that Malcolm was used to. At the beginning of the launch of Enterprise, Malcolm was alone with his own thoughts to keep him company. They were doing a good job too. It wasn't the first time he was alone in a room full of people. Malcolm was always alone; he never complained about being alone. He forever valued his privacy, having people know what he's thinking or feeling made him feel vulnerable. Then the crew, most being the senior staff began to chip away at his wall that protected him for so many years. This wall got him through his entire life. It was what made life tolerable for Malcolm. He very seldom let his defenses down, only to get hurt by others. So once he was placed on a ship with a small crew and with nowhere to hind, Malcolm brought his defenses to a brand new high. These defenses mad him seem distant and uncaring. If only they knew. Acceptance was the only thing that he couldn't have.
Not being accepted was nothing new to Malcolm. He was used to this, but as his wall began to fall; his wants began to change. Malcolm began to associate with the crew. To want to be accepted was nothing new either. To hind behind his work was no longer a way to pass time. Although he began to let himself become included into the crowd, it was when he was alone that he began to have the most interesting experiences. When he would be alone, Malcolm's mind would begin to wander, and to his surprise he began to fantasize about the crew of the ship. At first there was no particular person that his mind associated with, but eventually he found a particular attraction to Charles Tucker III.
He hid this by returning to his wall. He eventually stopped the breaking of the wall. He stood firmly behind regulation and protocol. His last hope for salvation. It worked on most of the crew, except one person who seemed unconcerned by the strictness. It was almost as if Malcolm had to be brought down. The effort was continuous. The never ending battle between British customs and Southern traditions. This continued for two years, it seemed that Trip had no idea what he was doing.
It was Trip's continuous attention to Malcolm that made it next to impossible to avoid. This attention is what was a major downfall for Malcolm. But for what he didn't know was that the attention was doing exactly what Trip wanted. He wanted Malcolm and he was going to claim his prize. It was after the death of his sister that Malcolm began to play a more important role in Trip's life. It was Malcolm, not Jon that was there for Trip. This for both Malcolm and Trip a very important step in the right direction of their relationship.
*Flashback*
As they began to expedition into the Delphic Expanse, they quickly began to form a relationship. At the very beginning they would share a meal together. Both helping with the other's problem. Their friendship began to evolve to a very close and secret relationship. The rules about fraternization were lifted after they left space dock on their maiden voyage. This still wasn't enough to allow them to divulge the truth to anyone. There was still much for Trip to settle with the death of his sister. Sleepless nights and random outbursts became a norm for him.
Jon tried to help Trip, but he just couldn't bring himself to talk about it. When they got back to Earth and Enterprise was being refitted, Jon was whisked off to San Francisco at Starfleet headquarters to plan a counterattack for what happened on Earth. Not being able to help Trip was devastating for Jon. However he felt a bit better knowing that Malcolm was going with Trip to Florida to see what happened first hand. It was Malcolm that got him through the worst of all to come.
*End Flashback*
A/N: ok so my OC is shit...... I promise to never wirte another story with one
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"Hoshi wait up! Where are you going is such a hurry?" Travis was running to catch up with Hoshi after they finished their shift on the bridge. "I'm going to find Hugh." "Why are you going to find Hugh? "Were you not at the briefing this morning? He poured his soul out to us.!" Hoshi he just had a little on his mind—""Travis Mayweather you are stunned! Are you always so detached from what is going on? Hugh had a little more then 'just a little on his mind'!" "If he wants help all he has to do is ask." Travis! He did! He trusted us with that very personal information. Your hopeless." "Hoshi—""No, don't' talk to me!" Travis stopped and watched and Hoshi stormed down the corridor. "Girl trouble Travis?" Travis spun around to find Jon standing there. "Yeah you could say that sir."
****
"That is just fascinating! You are genetically enhanced to be used as a spy? The depths of your species are beyond me." "Trust me doc, this isn't something I'm proud of. It was sort of forced upon me. I'm a spy to be used in war. 'discover what the enemy is feeling, then you can defeat them.' "It's sick! I was only ten when they began to play with my genetic materials. I eventually had no contact with the outside world. My only company where psychiatrists. Then they decided that I was to valuable to lose in a war so they sent me into space, incase the human race became eradicated. No one else knew about this, to everyone else I was a normal person."
"There is nothing to be ashamed of, you were young." Yeah, but when the Canadian government found out about be they 'recruited' me. They convinced my parents that it was the right thing to do." Hugh continued to there playing with his cold cup. "This is all confidential right? Just you and me?" "Of course I never take the doctor patient confidentiality." "I think I'm gonna go to bed now. Thanks doc." "Don't mention it, pleasant dreams." Phlox smiled as Hugh walked out of the room.
"Hugh wait up!" Hugh turned to see Trip running to catch up with him. "Hey Trip." Hugh began to walk again once Trip caught up. "I just wanted to say that if ya ever wanna talk I'm always 'round." "Actually I think I will take you up on that at a later time. I'm really tired, but I'd love to talk later. I got lots of things to get off my chest." "Sure just gimme the word." "See ya Trip"
****
Malcolm was very excited, but nervous. He was finally braking out of his shell, and was beginning to enjoy the experience. In his hands he held a very important proposal. It could change everything for him. "Bloody Hell! Why should this be so hard?" Malcolm was never this happy before, and everyone was noticing it. The usual pessimistic Malcolm was being replaced by a much more optimistic guy. Malcolm stopped pacing the room and made his way for Engineering. More importantly Trip. As he walked towards Engineering he felt what seemed to be a shudder throughout the ship. He picked up his pace as he saw the smoke and crewmen trying to get out.
****
Jon was sitting in his ready room when the shudder went through the ship. Sitting at his seat on second, being on the bridge the next. The ship was suddenly brought to a stop. "Report!" "Sir there was an explosion in Main Engineering. Reports are still coming in, I don't know what's going on down there." "Hoshi tell Phlox to get down there ASAP. T'Pol is there still people in there?" "My scans indicate that there are still crewmen in Main Engineering. I cannot at this time determine who they are." "Tucker to Bridge." "Trip what the hell is going on down there?" "Just a small accident nuttin to worry 'bout. Means no warp drive for thirty- six hours though." "Just make sure that no one gets hurt." "Aye Cap'n." Once Malcolm got to Engineering and saw that everything was under control he felt them to do their work. 'Looks like I'm eating alone tonight.' Malcolm sighed and left to supper.
Eating alone was something that Malcolm was used to. At the beginning of the launch of Enterprise, Malcolm was alone with his own thoughts to keep him company. They were doing a good job too. It wasn't the first time he was alone in a room full of people. Malcolm was always alone; he never complained about being alone. He forever valued his privacy, having people know what he's thinking or feeling made him feel vulnerable. Then the crew, most being the senior staff began to chip away at his wall that protected him for so many years. This wall got him through his entire life. It was what made life tolerable for Malcolm. He very seldom let his defenses down, only to get hurt by others. So once he was placed on a ship with a small crew and with nowhere to hind, Malcolm brought his defenses to a brand new high. These defenses mad him seem distant and uncaring. If only they knew. Acceptance was the only thing that he couldn't have.
Not being accepted was nothing new to Malcolm. He was used to this, but as his wall began to fall; his wants began to change. Malcolm began to associate with the crew. To want to be accepted was nothing new either. To hind behind his work was no longer a way to pass time. Although he began to let himself become included into the crowd, it was when he was alone that he began to have the most interesting experiences. When he would be alone, Malcolm's mind would begin to wander, and to his surprise he began to fantasize about the crew of the ship. At first there was no particular person that his mind associated with, but eventually he found a particular attraction to Charles Tucker III.
He hid this by returning to his wall. He eventually stopped the breaking of the wall. He stood firmly behind regulation and protocol. His last hope for salvation. It worked on most of the crew, except one person who seemed unconcerned by the strictness. It was almost as if Malcolm had to be brought down. The effort was continuous. The never ending battle between British customs and Southern traditions. This continued for two years, it seemed that Trip had no idea what he was doing.
It was Trip's continuous attention to Malcolm that made it next to impossible to avoid. This attention is what was a major downfall for Malcolm. But for what he didn't know was that the attention was doing exactly what Trip wanted. He wanted Malcolm and he was going to claim his prize. It was after the death of his sister that Malcolm began to play a more important role in Trip's life. It was Malcolm, not Jon that was there for Trip. This for both Malcolm and Trip a very important step in the right direction of their relationship.
*Flashback*
As they began to expedition into the Delphic Expanse, they quickly began to form a relationship. At the very beginning they would share a meal together. Both helping with the other's problem. Their friendship began to evolve to a very close and secret relationship. The rules about fraternization were lifted after they left space dock on their maiden voyage. This still wasn't enough to allow them to divulge the truth to anyone. There was still much for Trip to settle with the death of his sister. Sleepless nights and random outbursts became a norm for him.
Jon tried to help Trip, but he just couldn't bring himself to talk about it. When they got back to Earth and Enterprise was being refitted, Jon was whisked off to San Francisco at Starfleet headquarters to plan a counterattack for what happened on Earth. Not being able to help Trip was devastating for Jon. However he felt a bit better knowing that Malcolm was going with Trip to Florida to see what happened first hand. It was Malcolm that got him through the worst of all to come.
*End Flashback*
A/N: ok so my OC is shit...... I promise to never wirte another story with one
