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Part 2 (Meeting of the Minds) G

"T'Pol could you help me remember?"

T'Pol looked down at Jonathan. "A meld? Jon are you certain? You know our bond is already very strong. If we meld again it may never be broken. Is it worth the risk? Are you certain?"

It had been over a month since Jonathan had helped T'Pol through her Ponn Farr and their bond had been growing steadily stronger. T'Pol did not mind as it brought her peace and contentment yet she sensed certain reluctance, and perhaps fear from Jonathan.

He caught her hands and lifted them to his face. "I am certain beloved. I need to remember this perfectly. Honey, Any fear or reluctance I have been feeling was for you. "

T'Pol looked at him blankly.

"I was afraid I would fail you and that I was not good enough for you." He confessed. "I know how long Vulcan's can live and Because of Surak I know the loneliness of losing a bond-mate. I did not want you to suffer that."

T'Pol kissed him relief flooding her and then across their bond. "It will be alright. Better to have some positive memories then to be alone."

He nodded. "Meld with me please. We can both remember the trip and perhaps we can find a way to write this report in a way that won't cost me my command."

"My mind to your mind." T'Pol began.

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(The two became one mind and began to remember)

"Captain's Star Log Supplemental, We left the charted area in section alpha delta 5897. This area is highly filled with a large asteroid belt and there is no record of any coalition ship visiting this region of space. Commander T'Pol has searched both the Vulcan and Denoblian data base and found no information. Her scans however show that this field may contain some rare metals and elements that we are in short supply of. I have decided it is worth exploring. Lt. Maryweather is piloting us on a course we believe will be safe through the field."

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The alarm klaxons sounded and Enterprise was hit.

"What was that?" Captain Archer demanded.

"Sir we just been struck….I lost helm control." Travis shouted. As the ship began to spin out of control.

"T'Pol?"

"Captain it appears a small piece of rock hit us on the port side. The nacelle was damaged. I am rerouting helm control now."

"Travis can you override?"

"One moment sir. Commander T'Pol switch it to manual. "

"It is done." She slide out from the under the control panel."

The ship was suddenly under control.

"What the hell happened?" A voice demanded from engineering?"

"We got hit by a stray asteroid." Archer said "Trip we need you up here now. We are on manual helm control the whole board is fried."

"I am on my way Cap'n. Just let me do a quick check here."

"Captain you are not going to believe this." Malcolm Reed said as he looked into the scanner. He had taken it over for T'Pol as she aided Travis.

"What is it Malcolm?"

"Sir my scans show we are on the outside of the Sol system."

T'Pol moved to take her position back and she looked into her scanner. "Captain, Lt. Reed is correct it is the Sol system. Yet our location is 56 million light years from Sol. The closest inhabited system is Romulan."

"How is that possible?"

"Unknown at this time."

Trip walked onto the bridge. "Captain we are going to need to take the Warp engines off line. That rock tore up all my connections and then there is this mess. It is going to take at least a week if I can fix it at all. Sir I am out of several parts we need. I can maybe manufacture them if we can get the raw materials." He looked

"What do you need?" Archer asked.

"Well I need fittings Gold be preferable, crystals and metals." Trip said "I have a list here." He handed a PADD to Archer and a second to T'Pol.

"Well we may be in luck. T'Pol scan the third planet. If it is like Earth we may get lucky."

"Sir what if it is as advanced?"

"Then we will trade for what we need. Let us just hope they are civilized and friendly." Archer said smiling.

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"Barbarians I am surrounded by uncivilized un schooled Barbarians. Captain how is it I that you have a garrison full of men and you can not capture one bandit. One single female bandit who is alone and without support." Colonel Montoya shouted.

Captain Gresham wisely remained quiet and the colonel vented his frustration. While this rant was unpleasant he had to admit they had been caught off guard by the Queen. He should have expected her to rescue the peons. He sighed and wondered if it was too late to move to San Francisco? He could hardly bring up that every peon supported the Queen. He sighed as he resolved himself to more late nights patrolling.