Trip had rushed out of engineering as soon as he'd heard about Daniels. With the Captain asleep and T'pol nowhere to be found, he was (unfortunately) the commanding officer. The Enterprise was basically unharmed, a few EPS conduits needed replacing but besides that it was all shipshape. It was the cause that was bothering him, and he had a bad feeling it involved the supposed time traveler in sickbay…
Daniels was in agony, the sheer pain was unimaginable. The screams had stopped eventually, he was simply too tired to keep it up, too tired to care about his injuries, if that's what you could call them. This wasn't supposed to happen, something had gone wrong. The dying Archer to his right was proof of that. They didn't know it yet, but he would die, and there was nothing anyone could do to stop it, not even him. Daniels heard the doors swish open, hearing a familiar voice: Tucker.
He was talking to the Denobulan, Daniels used all his willpower to propel himself at the engineer, clawing at his front. "You have fix it, you must-". His rasp faltered, hands drooping as the engineer shoved him away. He hit the edge of the bio-bed, promptly crumpling to the floor as his body started to shake violently, before he disintegrated into nothingness…
Trip stared, just stared at where a solid body had been a moment ago. "Doc" he took a shaky breath and swallowed, "please tell me I'm not go'n crazy over here."
"I seriously doubt we are both suffering from hallucinations Commander." Phlox pulled out a tri-corder and tapped a few times.
"According to my scans," the Denobulan paused, frowning at the display.
"What is it doc?" the engineers voice had regained some of its stability.
"Well, it would appear that no living being had been in that position for the last four hours. The rate of bio-matter decay is conclusive in that regard."
Trip couldn't help feeling there was something hanging off the end of that sentence. "But?"
Phlox actually looked disturbed, an expression that rarely crossed his features. "There are some irregularities in my readings, and it seems I cannot pin point them directly."
"Bridge to Commander Tucker".
"Tucker here, have you finished those bio-scans yet Ensign?"
"No Sir, it's just, well, you should probably come up here".
There was something weird in her voice, fear maybe? Well they all had rights to be a little shaken.
"I'm on my way Hoshi, Tucker out"…
Stepping onto the bridge, he was met with the semi-frantic Ensign Sato.
"Commander! Sir! Its ear-" Hoshi's panic made her stumble as she walked towards him.
Dashing forward he grabbed her shoulders, steadying her. "Calm down Ensign, now what's wrong?"
"Sir, Starfleet wasn't answering my hails, in fact I wasn't picking up any signal at all."
Trip nodded, egging her on.
"So I asked the science station to run a scan, an-, and-"
"What is it Hoshi, what's wrong?"
"Commander, there aren't any life signs"…