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Trip blinked and gazed round at his new surroundings. The room was wall to wall mirrors and contained a bed, a chair and some blankets. He wondered where he was, one minute he'd been in sickbay, the next he was here.
"Hello?" he called as a violent shiver ran through him.
He heard something and turned back to the bed only to see a small baby materialise. The baby stared up at him with wide eyes watching the older boy shiver. Trip glanced down at him and within the depths of his memory something stirred-he knew this baby.
Trip pulled a blanket over himself shivering again. The baby whimpered slightly. Trip frowned, he didn't know what to do, all he really knew was his head hurt and his bones ached.
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"How did we not detect their ship!?!?" Archer demanded pacing furiously.
"Captain, the alien vessel was cloaked, therefore we did not detect it till it beamed Commander Tucker and Lieutenant Reed off Enterprise," T'Pol explained calmly.
"Captain, we need to find them," Phlox urged. "Commander Tucker is in a delicate condition..............."
Fayla and Jac'tir suddenly found everyone's gaze switch onto them. Jac'tir squirmed guiltily.
"Sorry, this is all our fault," he mumbled staring at his feet.
"DAMN RIGHT IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!!" Archer exclaimed, he stopped short and took a deep breath to collect himself.
"Captain, why would anyone have taken children?" Hoshi asked stress evident in her voice.
"They want the technology," Fayla replied boldly. "Or at least I think they do, they want Commander Tucker so they can study the reversal and they want Lieutenant Reed for the device."
"Forgive me for stating the obvious but wouldn't it have been easier for them just to take Trip, that way they could study what the device does and get it after?" Hoshi asked frowning slightly.
"Once the device has returned the person to their normal age it starts to break down and dissolves in the person's bloodstream," Jac'tir explained. "Of course if you don't know what you're doing when removing the device from someone you have a 90% chance of killing them..............."
He trailed off looking miserable.
"Which means we don't have much time," said Archer grimly, trying not to contemplate the thought of finding the body of his armoury officer when they located the ship. "We have two days before Trip has fully grown up; they have a head start on us, so T'Pol I want you to scan for any remnants of their warp trail, everybody else I want to help repair their ship."
"Our ship?" Jac'tir stuttered worriedly.
"You have a cloaking device onboard don't you?" Archer asked, turning back to him.
Jac'tir nodded.
"We can use that when we find them," Archer clarified. "Of course, if you have any ideas as to what we're dealing with say so-especially if you know where they're going."
Jac'tir and Fayla exchanged glances. Finally Fayla spoke up.
"The people who attacked you before are the ones who have the children," she said. "They're always trying to find people who have our technology within them-they want to use the device to create a modification that can serve as mind control basically."
"Do you know where they're headed?" Archer demanded, trying to keep his cool.
Jac'tir and Fayla shook their heads.
"We aren't privy to such information," Jac'tir told him. "We've always been told to avoid them as much as possible; they're always praying on ships in this system, when they last attacked they must've informed one of their other ships."
"You all know what needs doing," said Archer finally.
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Trip looked up as the door opened. He shrank back in fear as an alien stepped in. He shivered violently again.
"Up," the alien commanded.
The baby began to cry at his side.
"Up," the alien repeated. "I need to measure you."
Reluctantly Trip got to his feet, Malcolm's cries aggravating his headache.
"Stand against the wall," the alien ordered.
Trip backed up against the wall furthest away from the alien, wishing with all his heart he was back home with his parents. The alien sighed and stormed over. Trip clamped his eyes shut and another violent shiver ran through him.
"Stand up straight," the alien barked.
Trip hesitantly drew himself up to his full height. The alien reached up and made a mark.
"How old are you?" the alien asked impatiently.
"Six," Trip whispered.
The alien nodded and left.
Trip let out a breath he hadn't realised he was holding and miserably sank down to the floor. Malcolm still hadn't stopped crying and was now red in the face.
"Stop it," Trip begged rubbing his head.
He scrunched up his face in an effort to remember what his mum did with Lizzy when she cried.
He stood up and sat down on the bed, pulling Malcolm onto his lap.
"Um," he paused a moment in thought.
Then he remembered what his mum did, she sang to Lizzy when she wanted her to sleep.
"Twinkle, twinkle, little star............um...............how I wonder what you are," he sang desperately.
Malcolm's cries subsided a moment.
Spurred on by his success Trip carried on with more vigour:
"Up above the world so high, like a diamond in the sky, twinkle, twinkle, little star how I wonder what you are!"
Malcolm was now reduced to sniffling as he gazed up at Trip in absolute confusion.
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Trip blinked and gazed round at his new surroundings. The room was wall to wall mirrors and contained a bed, a chair and some blankets. He wondered where he was, one minute he'd been in sickbay, the next he was here.
"Hello?" he called as a violent shiver ran through him.
He heard something and turned back to the bed only to see a small baby materialise. The baby stared up at him with wide eyes watching the older boy shiver. Trip glanced down at him and within the depths of his memory something stirred-he knew this baby.
Trip pulled a blanket over himself shivering again. The baby whimpered slightly. Trip frowned, he didn't know what to do, all he really knew was his head hurt and his bones ached.
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"How did we not detect their ship!?!?" Archer demanded pacing furiously.
"Captain, the alien vessel was cloaked, therefore we did not detect it till it beamed Commander Tucker and Lieutenant Reed off Enterprise," T'Pol explained calmly.
"Captain, we need to find them," Phlox urged. "Commander Tucker is in a delicate condition..............."
Fayla and Jac'tir suddenly found everyone's gaze switch onto them. Jac'tir squirmed guiltily.
"Sorry, this is all our fault," he mumbled staring at his feet.
"DAMN RIGHT IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!!" Archer exclaimed, he stopped short and took a deep breath to collect himself.
"Captain, why would anyone have taken children?" Hoshi asked stress evident in her voice.
"They want the technology," Fayla replied boldly. "Or at least I think they do, they want Commander Tucker so they can study the reversal and they want Lieutenant Reed for the device."
"Forgive me for stating the obvious but wouldn't it have been easier for them just to take Trip, that way they could study what the device does and get it after?" Hoshi asked frowning slightly.
"Once the device has returned the person to their normal age it starts to break down and dissolves in the person's bloodstream," Jac'tir explained. "Of course if you don't know what you're doing when removing the device from someone you have a 90% chance of killing them..............."
He trailed off looking miserable.
"Which means we don't have much time," said Archer grimly, trying not to contemplate the thought of finding the body of his armoury officer when they located the ship. "We have two days before Trip has fully grown up; they have a head start on us, so T'Pol I want you to scan for any remnants of their warp trail, everybody else I want to help repair their ship."
"Our ship?" Jac'tir stuttered worriedly.
"You have a cloaking device onboard don't you?" Archer asked, turning back to him.
Jac'tir nodded.
"We can use that when we find them," Archer clarified. "Of course, if you have any ideas as to what we're dealing with say so-especially if you know where they're going."
Jac'tir and Fayla exchanged glances. Finally Fayla spoke up.
"The people who attacked you before are the ones who have the children," she said. "They're always trying to find people who have our technology within them-they want to use the device to create a modification that can serve as mind control basically."
"Do you know where they're headed?" Archer demanded, trying to keep his cool.
Jac'tir and Fayla shook their heads.
"We aren't privy to such information," Jac'tir told him. "We've always been told to avoid them as much as possible; they're always praying on ships in this system, when they last attacked they must've informed one of their other ships."
"You all know what needs doing," said Archer finally.
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Trip looked up as the door opened. He shrank back in fear as an alien stepped in. He shivered violently again.
"Up," the alien commanded.
The baby began to cry at his side.
"Up," the alien repeated. "I need to measure you."
Reluctantly Trip got to his feet, Malcolm's cries aggravating his headache.
"Stand against the wall," the alien ordered.
Trip backed up against the wall furthest away from the alien, wishing with all his heart he was back home with his parents. The alien sighed and stormed over. Trip clamped his eyes shut and another violent shiver ran through him.
"Stand up straight," the alien barked.
Trip hesitantly drew himself up to his full height. The alien reached up and made a mark.
"How old are you?" the alien asked impatiently.
"Six," Trip whispered.
The alien nodded and left.
Trip let out a breath he hadn't realised he was holding and miserably sank down to the floor. Malcolm still hadn't stopped crying and was now red in the face.
"Stop it," Trip begged rubbing his head.
He scrunched up his face in an effort to remember what his mum did with Lizzy when she cried.
He stood up and sat down on the bed, pulling Malcolm onto his lap.
"Um," he paused a moment in thought.
Then he remembered what his mum did, she sang to Lizzy when she wanted her to sleep.
"Twinkle, twinkle, little star............um...............how I wonder what you are," he sang desperately.
Malcolm's cries subsided a moment.
Spurred on by his success Trip carried on with more vigour:
"Up above the world so high, like a diamond in the sky, twinkle, twinkle, little star how I wonder what you are!"
Malcolm was now reduced to sniffling as he gazed up at Trip in absolute confusion.
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