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Malcolm (present) stepped into sickbay, his mouth dropped open. Malcolm (future) had the same expression on his face. The man stood behind him looked horrified.
"Dad.............meet dad," said Denny giving them both a small grin.
Neither said a word. There was a long silence
. She waved her arm in front of their faces and started jumping up and down like a lunatic. She even slapped them but still didn't manage to shake them from their stupor.
"Archer to Reed."
"Erm, they're here."
"Adrienne is that you? Put your father on."
"He's not moving-neither of them are."
"Excuse me?"
"My normal dad appeared and then my other dad appeared at the doors now they're staring at each other and not doing anything."
"Try and rouse them then."
Denny turned round.
"Dad."
"Dad 1 and Dad 2. Hello?"
"Dad, the ships on fire."
"Man eating spiders are chewing on Archer."
"Chef ran out of tea bags."
"Someone painted the armoury luminous pink."
"There's no response Ad-Captain."
"I'll be there in a minute."
Denny turned back to Malcolm and Malcolm.
"Hey dad!" She exclaimed with sudden inspiration. "I made whoopee with Charlie Tucker!"
The effect was instantaneous.
"You're what?!" Malcolm (future) exclaimed looking shocked.
"Relax, I didn't do anything," said Denny raising her hands in defence. "Just trying to get you two back in the land of the living."
"When I get my hands on that little SOB I'm gonna stick his balls in a blender!" Malcolm (future) growled.
"Dad, nothing happened," said Denny pointedly. "Leave Charlie intact."
Malcolm (future) looked suspiciously at her but said nothing.
"Erm.......other dad are you ok?" Denny asked tentatively.
"I'm fine," he said faintly.
Denny's attention switched to the man behind Malcolm (future) he was slumped against the wall murmuring "I'm screwed." Over and over again.
Sickbay doors opened. Archer stopped in his tracks.
"For God's Sake! Will someone close those doors!" the man on the floor yelled.
Archer promptly shut the doors and waited.
"I've come for Denny," said Malcolm (future) drawing his daughter near.
Archer nodded. Malcolm's (present) face fell.
"Sorry if she's caused any trouble," said Malcolm (future) smiling slightly. "Thanks for keeping her safe."
Denny stared up at him looking mildly annoyed.
The man on the floor stood up and grabbed Denny's shoulders.
"Did you tell them anything?"
"No."
"Did you tell them anything?"
"NO!"
"If she told you anything you are to ignore it," the man instructed Archer and Malcolm (present). "You are to continue your lives as normal."
Denny rolled her eyes. Malcolm (future) shot her a warning look.
"We have to leave now," the man continued. "There is to be no paper work on this no personal log recording it you are not to leave any evidence about her presence here history depends on it."
Archer nodded again looking irritated.
Malcolm (present) hadn't said a word. He was taking a while to digest the fact he was staring at himself in 15 years time but he also realised he was going to miss her. He had started to get quite fond of her and although he knew that he'd have her again he still had conflicting emotions running round his head.
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Malcolm (present) stepped into sickbay, his mouth dropped open. Malcolm (future) had the same expression on his face. The man stood behind him looked horrified.
"Dad.............meet dad," said Denny giving them both a small grin.
Neither said a word. There was a long silence
. She waved her arm in front of their faces and started jumping up and down like a lunatic. She even slapped them but still didn't manage to shake them from their stupor.
"Archer to Reed."
"Erm, they're here."
"Adrienne is that you? Put your father on."
"He's not moving-neither of them are."
"Excuse me?"
"My normal dad appeared and then my other dad appeared at the doors now they're staring at each other and not doing anything."
"Try and rouse them then."
Denny turned round.
"Dad."
"Dad 1 and Dad 2. Hello?"
"Dad, the ships on fire."
"Man eating spiders are chewing on Archer."
"Chef ran out of tea bags."
"Someone painted the armoury luminous pink."
"There's no response Ad-Captain."
"I'll be there in a minute."
Denny turned back to Malcolm and Malcolm.
"Hey dad!" She exclaimed with sudden inspiration. "I made whoopee with Charlie Tucker!"
The effect was instantaneous.
"You're what?!" Malcolm (future) exclaimed looking shocked.
"Relax, I didn't do anything," said Denny raising her hands in defence. "Just trying to get you two back in the land of the living."
"When I get my hands on that little SOB I'm gonna stick his balls in a blender!" Malcolm (future) growled.
"Dad, nothing happened," said Denny pointedly. "Leave Charlie intact."
Malcolm (future) looked suspiciously at her but said nothing.
"Erm.......other dad are you ok?" Denny asked tentatively.
"I'm fine," he said faintly.
Denny's attention switched to the man behind Malcolm (future) he was slumped against the wall murmuring "I'm screwed." Over and over again.
Sickbay doors opened. Archer stopped in his tracks.
"For God's Sake! Will someone close those doors!" the man on the floor yelled.
Archer promptly shut the doors and waited.
"I've come for Denny," said Malcolm (future) drawing his daughter near.
Archer nodded. Malcolm's (present) face fell.
"Sorry if she's caused any trouble," said Malcolm (future) smiling slightly. "Thanks for keeping her safe."
Denny stared up at him looking mildly annoyed.
The man on the floor stood up and grabbed Denny's shoulders.
"Did you tell them anything?"
"No."
"Did you tell them anything?"
"NO!"
"If she told you anything you are to ignore it," the man instructed Archer and Malcolm (present). "You are to continue your lives as normal."
Denny rolled her eyes. Malcolm (future) shot her a warning look.
"We have to leave now," the man continued. "There is to be no paper work on this no personal log recording it you are not to leave any evidence about her presence here history depends on it."
Archer nodded again looking irritated.
Malcolm (present) hadn't said a word. He was taking a while to digest the fact he was staring at himself in 15 years time but he also realised he was going to miss her. He had started to get quite fond of her and although he knew that he'd have her again he still had conflicting emotions running round his head.
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