((note: many thanks to my dad the scientist who gave me names of a few... things that he uses with his experiment. HOnestly, I still don't know what they are, but from what I have gathered, I think they're pumps. yeah... don't recommend trying to fuse 'em together...))

Rachel sat in the Great Cabin, watching Timmy as he showed them how to use the device. Wow. She didn't know it would be so... boring. She stifled a yawn, and smiled when Timmy glanced over. "Fascinating stuff," she said. Timmy snorted slightly, then went back to explaining some mechanism that would need to be replaced. Jessica leaned back, absently stroking the head of the Newfoundland dog that had followed her down. Her mind wandered back to when she had been walking down to the Great Cabin, and frowned softly, the memory playing through her head.

Jessica hesitantly walked down the stairs, grumbling at their steepness. As she finally reached the base of their stairs, she spotted Stephen, and blinked softly, then hurried over, almost banging her head on the low roof. "Doctor..." she called out, walking over.

Stephen turned around, and smiled wearily when he saw her. "Jessica, isn't it?" He sobered slightly when he remember Trevor. "Ah, I'm... sorry about David, I did everything I could-"

Jessica smiled reassuringly. "It's all right, I know you tried." She nibbled her lip, then thought of something. "How's Blakeney?" she asked, hoping that Stephen would just look at her strangely and say that he was fine, as far as he knew. She was sadly dissapointed.

"Blakeney... His arm, was broken, as well as pierced by several splinters. He slips in and out of unconsciousness, and I fear his arm might need to be amputated."

Jessica fell silent, a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. She couldn't blame Bonden, really, she couldn't. He was probably too busy doing his duties, and hadn't had the time to do a little 'favor' for her. She glanced away, then back at Stephen, who had started to turn away. "Oh, and Stephen?"

He turned around. "Yes?"

"Uh- you might want to look at the captain's neck, I think there might be something lodged in it..." Stephen nodded wearily, giving her a slight knuckle salute before turning away, probably back to the sick bay.

"Jess!" Jessica snapped out of her memory, glancing up.

"Huh?"

Timmy sent a look at her, then repeated what he had said before. "I said, do you know what to do when the gyrotron has been fused with the turbomolecular pump?"

Jessica blinked, then walked over. "Yeah, you fuse this thing with that one, and then configure that little doo-hickey with that thingymabob." She smiled as Timmy reluctantly nodded. "Y'know, unlike guys, I can multi-task, including day-dreaming and listening to instructions at the same time."

Ryan snorted. "You just got a lucky guess," he muttered.

Heidi grinned. "Hey, at least there's one other person who can understand it. I, for one, do not understand a word of it."

Jessica smirked. "Hey, Timmy, how soon can we use the device for transferring things?"

Timmy shrugged. "It can be used right now. I haven't fiddled around with that stuff, it's in a different compartment thing..."

Heidi blinked. "Look, I hate calling that thing 'the device', or 'the travel thingymabob'. Can't we give it a name?"

"Like what?" muttered Jessica.

she shrugged. "I don't know. Like, palm tree, or-"

"Dude," said Ryan.

Heidi glanced over. "What?"

"What do you mean, 'what'?"

Heidi narrowed her eyes at him. "You said 'dude', which I would take to mean-"

Ryan shook his head. "I mean we could call it Dude. We'd know what we're talking about."

Timmy rolled his eyes and turned away. "Here we go..."

Heidi snorted, ignoring Timmy. "Dude? Who would want to call anything Dude? And besides, we might get confused on whether or not we're saying 'Dude' as in, the way we use it back at home, or the travel thingy dude."

Ryan glared at her. "Oh, like if we're going to go around calling it Palm Tree? Right..."

Jessica quickly interjected a piece. "Why not name it something that hasn't even been heard of in this time?" Ryan and Heidi looked as her skeptically, Timmy was busy looking at the cello that Stephen had left out, and the Newfoundland dog was laying down by her feet, snoring somewhat loudly. "Like, a movie, or an actor, or-"

"Orlando Bloom!" Heidi yelled.

Timmy winced and turned back to them. "Okay, there are some things that I can stand, but I am /not/ going to have it called 'Orlando Bloom'."

Heidi snorted, mumbling to herself. Jessica shook her head, grinning. "Okay, how about we first decide on a movie to base it on. Any suggestions?"

There was silence, then Ryan spoke. "Lord of the Rings."

Heidi perked up. "I second that!" she said quickly.

Tim rolled his eyes. "I'll third it, but not for reasons a certain someone is picking..."

Jessica nodded. "Okay, Lord of the Rings it is." She hesitated. "I vote Pippin!" she blurted out.

Heidi snorted. "Well, I vote Legolas."

"I think there's a piece of drool on your shirt, Heidi," muttered Timmy, smirking.

"What?" Heidi quickly looked down, then glared at Timmy. "Oh, ha ha."

Ryan grinned. "I'll go with Pippin."

Jessica turned to Timmy, a grin of victory on her face. "Well, you can be with the losers or the winners." She thought for a moment. "Or you could tie the vote. Who'll it be?"

He grinned. "Like if I'll go with Orly? Please. Pippin it shall be."

Jessica pumped her fist in the air. "Yes!"

Heidi rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "Just because you guys don't appreciate-"

"What? Drooling over the guy that every other girl in the country drools over? Right..." Jess grinned, leaning back and trying not to kick the dog.

Ryan eyed the Newfoundland warily. "Why do you even keep that thing with you? He isn't good for anything at all, except making your hand all shiny from rubbing him so much..."

Jessica smirked. "I thought dogs were man's best friend."

"Not if you're allergic to them," he muttered.

Heidi snorted. "You're not /that/ allergic, or else you'd probably be breaking out in hives, or something." She peered closer at Ryan. "Or are you...?"

Ryan narrowed his eyes, moving towards the door. "I'll be on the quarterdeck," he mumbled.

Timmy glanced after him, then back at Heidi and Jessica. "And I'll be with him," he said, running to catch up with Ryan.

"hey, Tim?" Timmy glanced back at Jessica.

"What?"

"Uh... I was curious if I could use Pippin." She grinned as she said it. "See what else I can bring back here."

Timmy hesitated. "I guess... Just don't mess 'im up, k?"

Jessica nodded. "I won't."