"Get your hands off me!" Angela exclaimed as the heavy built - like the rest of his race - Lerackian grabbed her arm again. "I do have control over my legs thank you!" she muttered angrily.
"Well you don't seem to have any control over your mouth, so I just assumed . . ." the Evil Jerk Lerackian, for that was what she called him in her head, remarked. Scowling she folded her arms and kept walking.
Malcolm suppressed a snigger as he listened, if that wasn't an alien who had just high jacked Enterprise they'd probably get on quite well, he thought. He peered round the corner again to see them just about to turn a corner. He quickly took aim and fired, the Lerackian fell to the ground with a dull thud.
"You all right?" Malcolm enquired as he handed her the spare phase pistol.
"Peachy." She said, giving Evil Jerk Lerackian a swift kick for good measure.
"Good to hear." He said and bent down and grabbed one of the aliens arms. "Give us a hand." He said. Together they heaved the heavy Lerackian to the nearest crew quarters and tied him to a chair.
"What's the plan?" she asked.
"There's two of these guys guarding the others in the brig, three more on the bridge-"
"And two in engineering."
"Right."
"To the brig?" he nodded. "After you." she said following him out of the room and down the corridor leaving the Lerackian locked and bound in some unsuspecting crewman's quarters.
The two Lerackians guarding the brig were no problem. Malcolm was a bit disappointed really. For people stealing a Starship they weren't particularly combat ready. Robertson read the look on his face as he glanced down at the unconscious aliens.
"Aw pwor Malcolm." She said in a bay voice. "Didn't get to show off his moves." She smirked at him as she unlocked the outer door to the brig.
"Shut up." he scowled at her as they entered the brig.
The door swished closed behind them and Robertson stood guard by it. Malcolm walked forward and entered the code for the door of the cell.
"Lieutenant!" Travis exclaimed. "Am I glad to see you!" he said happily.
"Wow Malcolm that's gotta be the first time anyone's said that to you, do you feel all warm and fuzzy inside?" Robertson said maliciously. Travis, Rostov and Kelly braced themselves, for Malcolm to respond.
He looked at her, his expression unreadable. Slowly he stepped towards her, each step taken deliberately. When he was just a few inches from Robertson she unconsciously took a step backwards. He grinned at her evilly.
"Warm and fuzzy." He said still grinning. He turned back to the others. "Come on." he said motioning with his hand for them to follow him. Robertson rolled her eyes and followed them out.
"Where are we going?" Kelly whispered as they waited while Malcolm checked the corridor round the corner.
"My quarters." Angela replied. Malcolm frowned at her, he hadn't told her that was where he was leading them.
"Why?" Travis asked as they made their way down the next corridor.
"For chips and drinks." Malcolm muttered. Robertson smirked.
"If you want to." She shrugged. Malcolm smirked.
"Perhaps another time." he said as he entered the code into her quarters and lead them all inside. Once they were all inside and the door was closed Angela rounded on Malcolm.
"How'd you know the code to my door?" she asked. He shrugged and she glared at him. He just smiled at her.
"Time to take the ship back." He said and outlined his plan to them.
Thank you to volley, Buggles586, and JacobedRose for reviews of the first chapter, much appreciated. hope you enjoyed the second, it's a little short but i went away for the week and thought I'd just put up what I could. Comments appreciated. Thanks.