"Trix!" Malcolm called as he searched around the room. But he knew it was hopeless… she wasn't there. All three men knew that the Suliban had taken her. But why? How on earth could they know that she was on board… she had only been around a couple of hours.

They quickly left the command centre and entered the bridge trough the situation area.

"Captain! I've just detected a Suliban vessel!" Travis called as he frantically pressed buttons on his console

"Follow it!" Archer quickly moved forward so he was standing behind the ensign's chair, watching over his shoulders.

"I can't sir." Travis replied as he slightly shook his head. "They've gone."

Archer stared at the screen in anger. He had just managed to catch a glimpse of the vessel on the screen before they had engaged their cloaking device. He then turned to T'Pol. "Find their warp trail and follow it."

"May I ask why we are to follow it?"

However Archer ignored her question and turned to Hoshi. "Recall all key personelle back to the ship." He then turned back to T'Pol. "Just do it!" and with that he left the bridge. Malcolm had moved over to his seat.

"What, may, I ask is the trouble?" T'Pol asked again, hoping this time either Trip or Malcolm would respond. Trip took a bit of a sigh and explained the situation to the crew on the bridge.

Once he had finished his explanation the crew just stared blankly at their posts… what they had just heard was a little odd… and why the Suliban had kidnapped Trix was even more confusion to them.

"T'Pol any luck yet?" Trip asked as he moved closer to T'Pol's work station.

"Not yet. The decay rate of the warp plasma has made it near impossible."

"Keep trying."

T'Pol nodded her head and continued to work.

Trip turned around so he was facing Malcolm Reed. He sighed a little and rubbed his hand down his face as he thought about the next move. A voice from behind him and to the left made him turn round the face Ensign Sato.

"Sir… all key personelle are on board."

Trip slowly nodded his head. "Thanks Hoshi." He paused for a second. "Contact the Cap'n… tell him of our situation. I'll be down in engineering… or maybe sickbay."

Hoshi nodded her head and began to work. Malcolm and T'Pol watched as Trip headed for the turbolift and left the bridge.

T'Pol continued to work at her station trying to identify the warp trail and determine where the Suliban had gone, hoping that the warp trail would disintegrate before she had the chance to analyse it. After a couple of hours she believed she had finally worked it out.

"Where are they headed?" Archer asked as he moved away from his ready room and across the bridge to T'Pol's station.

"I do not know exactly where they are headed as our star charts have not mapped anything in that direction. At least we know which way they are headed."

Archer turned to Travis. "Set a course Travis. Maximum warp." He watched as his helmsman slightly nodded his head and began pressing the buttons on his console.

"Our maximum warp is not as much as the Suliban's." T'Pol called over. Archer turned so he was facing his science officer.

"I'm aware of the T'Pol! But at least we'll be getting somewhere." He paused for a second. "Keep scanning everywhere for any vessels or planets which would indicate what they're doing with her."

T'Pol nodded her head slightly.

Archer looked around the bridge. "Where's Trip?"

"He said he would be down in engineering or down in sickbay." Replied the Vulcan.

"Which?" Archer asked as he sighed a little.

T'Pol worked at her station for a few seconds. "His quarters." She reported.

Archer left the bridge not saying another word to anyone. He made his way down to C-Deck where Trip's quarters were situated. He got to the door and pressed the chime button. He heard a voice from inside.

"Come in."

Archer pressed another button and entered the room.

Trip was sitting on his bed with his head in his hands. He hadn't turned the lights on so Archer put out his hand and pressed the light switch. The lights slowly came on giving Trip the chance to let his eyes adjust to the change.

"You ok Trip?" Archer asked as he moved forward, slightly looking around the room as he did.

Trip relaxed his arms and let them fall in his lap. He turned his head so he was looking at his captain, his friend. "I don't know. I've only known that girl for a coupl'a hours. I don't know why I'm so worried about her."

"I do." He paused for a second as he looked at Trip. He was waiting for an explanation. "She's you. You created her. So really in effect you're worrying about yourself."

Trip nodded. He knew Archer was right.

"Plus also she's a young kid. I think anyone would be worried about a young kid who has just been kidnapped by a hostile alien species."

Trip nodded some more. He was glad he had captain who was also a great friend of his. "Thanks Cap'n."

"You hungry?"

Trip shook his head." Not really."

"In that case let's get to the mess hall. I'm sure that once you see what there you'll feel hungry."

Trip smiled a little as his friend's reasoning. Archer sure did know how to make him feel a bit happier. "Yes sir." Trip replied and stood. Up together the two men left the room and headed for food.