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Child of Time-Ch. 14The Child of Time By JD1 Rating: PG, Mystery, Romance Summary: How do the two parents react to finding out they knew their son years before he was born? ************** Chapter 14 Two weeks later, Trip and T'Pol's relationship had grown significantly. They were very close and Trip was even considering proposing. But not today. Today was the day of Selack's funeral. They had searched for Selack, or at least his remains, during those two weeks, but they never found a thing. Nor did they discover what happened to him. Even so, they still held a funeral for him. Starfleet style. Trip gave a heart-warming eulogy, telling of what little they knew about him. He told of the friendship he forged with the young Vulcan. And told everyone of how he never would forget him. Everyone remained silent as the smooth, black tube came by. It carried nothing, but was used to simulate burying the body. Archer and Malcolm had, in respect, had anyone who knew of his collaboration keep it quiet. They cleared everything up with the senior staff by telling them their findings, but after the scene with him and the Suliban, they were seriously reconsidering what they thought.
T'Pol almost smiled with joy as her baby was placed in her arms. Trip did smile, as he hopped around the room, which was enough to break her Vulcan control. She had learned to let loose at times while she was pregnant and married to Trip. Their son was beautiful, tiny points were on his ears, he had the Vulcan greenish tint to his skin, and he had his father's hazel eyes. "Have you thought of a name yet?" Dr. Phlox asked the couple, as he smiled at the child and he knew what his role in all this was. "Not really, we still haven't been able to settle on a Vulcan or human name. Any ideas?" Trip responded. "How about," Phlox responded with, "Selack." The two smiled at the memory of the person who first owned that name. "That would be perfect." T'Pol answered. "Selack," Trip said, smiling at his son. Then he looked harder and, perhaps it was only his imagination, but he thought he could see some of the late Selack in him. Trip's smile widened, the name would go perfect with their child.
Trip was a local engineer. He helped to repair ships in need of maintenance when they came. Or he would repair things that broke down in the 'colony', as everyone called it. But when he wasn't working, he taught his son everything he knew, just as he did on Enterprise. T'Pol mostly worked in the lab the outpost was known for. They did all sorts of experiments, including working on new weapons, shielding, and such. She, too, taught Selack all she knew in her spare time. Trip and just about all the rest of the crew taught him the human way of life. They taught him English, humor, the human culture, and introduced him to the food of the planet. Though he was now seven years old, he still had not expressed a desire to be either Vulcan or Human. But to be the mix of them, like he was. The two parents stood watching their son play with the other human children. He could be as human as all those children or as much of a Vulcan as his mother was when Trip first met her. "Phlox is due to arrive in a few minutes. We should be going." T'Pol reminded her husband and they headed out to meet him.
Selack was out playing with his friends, understanding it was a 'grown up' talk. He had gotten to see Phlox again and knew he would again later. Phlox had always been one of his favorite people onboard Enterprise because it always seemed like he had a secret about him that he couldn't tell for some reason. "So, doc, what's up?" Trip asked, as they were finally situated. Phlox thought of a way to start and how to say what he had to say. "Well, I assume you've noticed the... familiar features Selack's grown into." "Yes, they do seem to fit the late Selack's appearance." T'Pol answered with her usual raised eyebrow. "Well, he's, uh, not so late. In two ways." After receiving two blank stares, he continued with, "Our, so-called, 'late' Selack was actually transported back to the future. Hopefully to about nine years from now. Plus the fact, that Selack," Phlox said pointing to a picture of their son, "is the same as the one we met and befriended years ago." The two looked surprised by that, but also very uncertain. "How do you know that, Doctor?" "Why now?" Trip asked. "He gave hints that it would be around this time that he would be leaving." "How does he do that?" T'Pol asked, always the scientist. "Remember Daniels," They nodded, showing that they remembered. "It was him and his 'people'. He also told me once he found out, he had to prepare by learning all about everything that happened in that time period. Also about the places and such we went to." The two parents looked out the glass wall, which looked out into their back yard, were their son still played. He would grow up to be the young man they remembered from so long ago.
Guess what? There's actually one more chapter! ******************** Comments: Have a comment to make about this story? Do so in the Trip Fan Fiction forum at the HoTBBS! |