While I try to work out what to do next and work on the other Star Trek fanfics I have planned, I thought I'd quickly write this paragraph to cover an often overlooked Enterprise character's mirror counterpart.
ISS Enterprise NX-01 had many crewmembers aboard, some more willing to be aboard than others, but few ever looked at the large man who was always in the steamy room by the mess hall. Of the senior staff, only First Officer Jonathan Archer and Communications Officer Hoshi Sato even bothered to visit him. Actually, correct that, Doctor Phlox visited him a lot too. In fact, today they had something to do with the Vissian engineer whose stubborn refusal to acknowledge his race's third gender as a sentient being led to a fight and the capture of the alien ship.
"He won't be having any children after this," Phlox said as he put down his knife amidst the screeching noises that came not from the 'patient' but from the countless creatures flying around the room. As always, he was in the zoo that passed for sickbay.
"The microgravity whatever won't either," Chef sneered. "No, I tried to get her to talk but she was so stubborn. I have the unique organs as you asked."
"Excellent. My wives and co-husbands will get the excellent news! What about the rest of... Calla?"
"Tender for the most part. I think I have enough to give the senior MACO's a special stew tonight."
"I'm sure Major Reed will be most pleased. If there's any leftovers, save some for me!"
Chef grinned brightly and licked his lips. "I'll see what I can do. There's plenty more Vissians aboard..."