Chapter Six

A/N: Hello Again Folks! Why are the Wraith still here? How come Briana was brought to the future? And IS she a Spy or not? All these questions and more will be answered in this chapter, I hope.

When Travon left T'pol and Briana alone once more, Briana sat cross-legged on the ground, her chin propped up by her hands, humming.

"How do you know a Vulcan song?" T'pol questioned the silent Sheppard. T'pol recongized the song, it was similar to ones her mother used to sing to her, when she was a young child.

Briana looked up from her thinking, her black hair covering her eyes. "Huh? My grandfather taught it to me, I just sing it or humm it whenever I try to think my problems through. Didn't know it was Vulcan though." Her shoulders slumbed agaisnt the wall, while T'pol watched Briana undo her long hair.

"What are you doing major?" She asked, watching the black waves further escape and a pile of hair pins was going steadily.

"Well..considering that there's no entertainment, I'm bored. Would you believe me when I told you bobby pins work wonders for picking locks?" Briana's muffled voice came through her veil of hair.

"There are no live ciruts running through here, Major." T'pol pointed out, watching Briana yank a final pin out, and her hair fell, dubling the length of it.

Briana than pulled a scrunchie out of her pocket and started to pull her hair in a long pony tail. Once that was done, she started to walk along the walls, listening.

((*))

The Enterprise jumped from warp, three kilometers away from the green warbird. Trip looked at Malcolm, a question in his eyes, asking if this was the correct warbird. Malcolm nodded and started to get the torpedeos and phasers online, as another ship jumped from warp of their bow.

The unknown ship hailed the Enterprise. "What are you doing Pink-skin?" Shran's voice came over loud and clear.

Trip replied, his texan accent slippipng out on his words like syrup on a stack of pancakes. "Commander Shran, we're in a middle of a rescue operations. Commander T'pol and Major Sheppard were captured by ferengii, and then Romulans took them."

Shran's antenii pointed straight up, signalling that he was surprised. "Interseting. You don't have enough fire power to knock out the lights aboard that ship, Pink-skin! How do you think you're going to rescue your people?"

Malcolm spoke up, knowing he had the best knowedge for the job. "Commander, if we don't rescue our people, we may never get information regarding a dangerious species." He knew throwing that tasty bit of information would get Shran onto their side.

"If you're going to rescue your people, you're going to need help. The Kimtari will help you, Pink-skins." And with that, Shran cut the transmission, putting his vessel to a course next to the Romulans.

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Briana sat on the ledge that was called a bed, listening to the current running through the walls.

"Just what I was looking for." She whispered getting down to work. T'pol hovered behind the woman, pointing out the most likely wires to short ciruit.

Briana worked quickly, moving silently as a owl in the dead of night. When the ship started to shudder and the deck platting lost inter-dampers.

Both Briana and T'pol were knocked off their feet. When Briana fell, she landed hard, putting all her weight on her right wrist, breaking it. Her head struck the ledge and opened a gash right below her hair line.

T'pol had a slittley better landing, she fell on her butt.

((*))

While the Kimtari started to draw the Romulan's attention, Malcolm hurried down to the transports to get a lock.

There, he found the two life-signs that were T'pol and Briana, locking onto them, Reed tried to materlize them on the Enterprise. Finally, the two were on Enterprise, and Malcolm gave a huge sigh of relief.

"Got them Commander." He pushed a button notifing Trip, then checking on them. When Reed turned Briana onto her back, he found that she was bleeding so he tried to stop that, while making sure they were all fine.

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Briana awoke, an emourious pain in her right wrist. Opening her eyes, she found herself once again in the infirmary. Doctor Phlox, who she had gotten used to since that time she was startled by the sight of him, turned to check on her. He appeared to be going over two different scans of her blood chemistry.

"Good, you're awake. How are you feeling, Major?" He asked, a huge grin splitting his face.

"Like a Puddle Jumper landed on me."Sheppard tried to push her hair out of her face with her right arm, but found it immobil. "What happened, doc?" She asked, noticing a large brace on her arm, going from wrist to almost her elbow.

A/N: And I'll try to get more romance in this, I've never done romance so pointers would be most welcome folks!