The turbolift doors opened and Trip and Phoebe stepped out onto the bridge, as soon as Archer saw her his face dropped.
"What is she doing up here?" Archer said pointing at the child who had walked on with Trip. John had made it a rule that no kids were allowed up on the bridge because if all three came up they might have a bit of trouble on their hands.
"She just wanted to come and see her mom." Trip said slightly pushing Archer away from the young girl to prevent him from doing anything.
"Phoebe, I thought you Jack and Quad were playing a game." Phoebe went over to Hoshi and gave her mother a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
"We were but they got bored. They said they didn't want to play with a girl because I'm cheating, which is not true! They're boring to play with. And you know me I want to help people."
"All right Phoebe you've seen your mother now get off the bridge. You know it's no place for children." Phoebe looked at him then quickly averted her eyes from his stare, looking down at the floor. Phoebe didn't really see herself as a child anymore but the adults still thought she was.
"Yes sir." She said glumly, head hanging as she began to walk over to the turbolift. Once she reached the turbolift she heard a sigh and a smile quickly spread across her face. She knew that it was Archer who had sighed, her little trick had worked again. 'When were these men ever going to learn?' she thought to herself.
"All right Phoebe you can stay and help Malcolm on tactical." Phoebe turned round to him, her smile had quickly disappeared. She stood up straight and looked at the Admiral. Hoshi was smiling at her daughter's behaviour. She knew that the Admiral had fallen for it again.
"Thank you sir, but I know when I'm not wanted." The reply shocked Archer. Phoebe had never said anything like that before. He just didn't know how to respond. Trip gave a look of 'oh boy' to Archer, his mouth going into an O shape and raising his eyebrows. She moved into the turbolift and the doors closed.
"That girl needs to do something about her attitude!" Archer said angrily, pointing at the turbolift while talking to Trip.
"What? There really isn't much she can do and she's the only one her age. Jack and Quad have each other, Phoebe's on her own." Archer sighed, knowing that Trip was right. The ship wasn't really a place to bring up children, but they had.
"We'll sort it out later. Follow me please." And Archer and Trip walked into the ready room. As Trip left the bridge he glanced over at the smiling woman sitting at the COMM desk.
Phoebe had slumped herself up against the edge of the turbolift and had her arms crossed in front of her. Now she really didn't have anything to do. She didn't really get on that well with the two boys, so the only thing left for her to do was to go back to her quarters and fall asleep, although that would probably be boring. As the lift was going down she began to picture herself in a uniform, down on a planet, firing her phase pistol at enemy aliens. A small smile covered her face at the thought, but it was soon gone.
Suddenly Phoebe felt a violent shake and she was thrown from one side of the turbolift to the other and suddenly all lights went out and she was left in complete darkness. She quickly got a torch out from her pocket and shone it around the turbolift, knowing there really wasn't anything to see, but she quickly located where the COMM panel was and hit the buttons. She had it strapped around her wrist so that she had both her hands free.
"Phoebe to the bridge." She waited, and waited, but she got no reply. "Phoebe to the Bridge." She repeated but again still no reply. She then moved over to the doors and tried to pry them open, but she didn't have the strength to do it. Suddenly the lift fell down a few inches, knocking Phoebe down onto the floor. She quickly stood up and began banging on the doors.
"Help! Can anyone hear me? Help!" she screamed, not even knowing if anyone was going to pay attention to the turbolift.
"We've lost power on all decks" T'Pol said looking up from her now offline console.
"What about auxiliary?" Archer called.
"It's offline as well." T'Pol reported. Archer turned away shinning his torch around ready to ask Malcolm a question. "Admiral, before my scanners went offline I believe I noted that there was a human bio sign on board the Xindi vessel." Archer looked back at T'Pol. If she was right there wasn't really anything they could do. They had no power, no weapons, no communication, no warp drive. They were dead in the water.
"Phoebe!" Trip suddenly called and ran over to the turbolift.
"Trip?" Archer asked confused.
"Phoebe's in the turbolift!" Archer then made his way over to the doors and began to help Trip pry them open.
In the turbolift Phoebe was starting to get extremely worried. No one was hearing her cries and it had fallen down a couple more times. She finally gave up on banging on the door. She looked up at the roof of the lift and could see the hatch. She put her feet on the rails so she was risen closer to the hatch to get it open. She managed to get it open slightly and was beginning to pull herself up when the lift fell a few more inches. Phoebe lost her grip and fell back in onto the floor with the hatch slamming shut behind her.
"Dammit!" She said as she slowly picked herself up looking at the hatch.
Archer and Trip weren't having much luck with the door. It just wouldn't budge. Both the men were starting to get exhausted. They paused for a second to catch their breath and to prepare themselves for a different approach.
Suddenly 3 Xindi beamed onto the bridge, just behind the captain's chair.
"Admiral!" Malcolm quickly called as he jumped out of his seat to attack the intruders. Archer and Trip quickly turned round and also began to fight them. They had managed to knock all three down when a fourth one appeared on board, in the situation area. They turned ready to fight him, but he was holding a woman with a knife at her throat. As soon as Trip saw the woman he was stunned into silence.
"Lizzie!" He said. Archer and Malcolm looked at Trip in shock. Trip just starred at the woman standing in front of him, for so many years he had believed his sister to be dead and now here was a woman standing in front of them that he knew to be Lizzie.