Captain Archer paced nervously. He was standing on the shore of a very large lake on an alien planet. Not so far away was his ship, crashed on the planet, partially submerged in water. Even though the crew had only a few minutes warning they had managed to safely evacuate the crew. Apart from a few minor injuries his crew were unharmed, present and correct. Except for three of his officers, two of which happened to be senior officers, and his close friends.

As far as anyone knew Trip had been in Engineering when they hit, but the engineering crew insisted there had been no sign of him when they were evacuating. Archer didn't want to believe them, but knew these people would not have left their CO behind.

Then where the hell is he? He stopped pacing for a second and pulled out his communicator again, for more than the tenth time in the past hour.

"Archer to Tucker." he paused only hearing static "Trip respond." He ran a hand through his hair, and resumed pacing.

Then there was Malcolm, who had sprinted off the bridge moments before they crashed to rescue the third missing crew member Ensign James. He had to have been in the lift still when they hit. Stopping again he raised his communicator to his face. "Archer to Lieutenant Reed." He sighed "Malcolm respond!"

"Captain." He turned round to face T'Pol. As usual her expression was calm, never mind the fact they had just crashed landed on an unknown alien planet. "You need to decide what to do, the crew are becoming increasingly," she paused searching for the right words "emotional."

"What do you expect?" he snapped at her. "We just crashed T'Pol! This isn't exactly the type of situation which calms peoples nerves!"

"Sir-"

"Sorry, I . . . you're right, lets get to work."

Malcolm shivered again. She must have felt it too because she turned to look at him. "It's OK Malcolm almost there now."

"You said that half an hour ago." He said through gritted teeth. He'd meant it to sound menacing, but he just sounded pitiful, even to his own ears.

"C'mon." She encouraged pulling at his hand. Reluctantly he forced himself to keep going. The water was now halfway up his chest and lapping menacingly, occasionally splashing his face, another shiver crept up his spine.

He didn't know how he was still moving, usually he would have frozen up by now, not been able to move. Don't think like that Reed, just keep going, Don't think, just keep going.

A few minutes later he walked straight into Jennifer, knocking her over. To Malcolm's horror she went under. Reacting quicker than he thought possible with his frozen limbs, he grabbed her and pulled her back to the surface.

"Thanks." She breathed, squeezing out her soaking wet hair. "We're here." She said.

"Oh, right." He replied.

She waded over to the door, and grabbed the handle and pulled. It didn't budge. Wading over to join her he too gripped the handle. "One, two, three." The door opened with a groan.

"One down, one to go." Malcolm said. They repeated the same process again and wrenched the outer hatch door opened.

Malcolm squinted as they were bathed in bright sunlight. After his eyes had adjusted to the brighter surroundings he inhaled a rasping breath. They were indeed on the edge of a lake. A large lake.

"C'mon Malcolm, we'll be on the shore soon." Reluctantly he followed her as she swam to the shore. After a few minutes he found, to his delight, that his feet touched to bottom and he would wade back to the shore.

Sooner than he'd thought they reached the shore. He could feel the relief wash over him as he placed to feet on dry land. When he turned round to look at the ship he had to double take, it looked so far away, and yet he, aquaphobic Malcom Reed, had swam all that way, carrying a case of not so light weapons. He almost laughed out loud. If only his parents could see him now. Picturing the disbelieving look on his father's face, he actually did laugh out loud.

Jennifer looked at him in surprise. "What?" She said walking closer to him.

"Look," he said gesturing an arm towards the ship "just look." She smiled at him.

"I know." She said "I can't believe you actually did it."

"You're not the only one." He said with a characteristic half smile.

Without warning she pulled him into a hug. "Well done Malcolm Reed. I'm so proud of you." She whispered into his ear.

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