Connection

Trip. Trip. Trip. He heard these words over and over in his head for the last few seconds. He had been working in Engineering when, all of a sudden, a voice whispered to him. At first he wasn't sure where it came from before he realised that it was in his head.

Instinctively, he felt that it was T'Pol, reaching out to him. She needed him and missed him fiercely. She was also afraid. Trip felt all of this with only the mention of his name. Trip was wondering what T'Pol could be afraid of and then he felt his own fears of what Koss and his cronies were doing to her.

Obviously, the Suliban, Malug, as he finally revealed, had told the Captain and himself everything he knew to save his ship from destruction. The only useful bit of information that Malug had provided them with was that T'Pol was on a Vulcan ship with terrorist Vulcans and scum of the universe, Koss, T'Pol's betrothed.

Trip felt a fiery volcanic rage when he thought of Koss. What a jerk, Trip often thought. T'Pol had told Trip about Koss in their first year on Enterprise and back then thought it was surprising that T'Pol had an arranged marriage. A few days ago, he would have thought it an obstacle to go around, but now Trip actually hated Koss. He hated him for taking her. He hated him for the way he thought of T'Pol as just a mate. But mostly, he hated Koss for being able to know T'Pol before him. Apparently, they had spent most of their childhood days together and Trip was jealous that Koss had spent so much time with her.

Munnfa. Munnfa. Munnfa. Trip blinked. He realised what was going on now. Hold on T'Pol, I'm coming. Trip ran out of Engineering to tell the Captain of the destination that T'Pol was heading to.