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Two Weeks- pt 3Two Weeks By Pepper Rating: G, Romance My apologies for the “the end” at the end of the previous section. I had no idea anyone would want to read more about this…it’s gone from an episode addition to an actual story. Part Three He knows… T’Pol knew what Commander Tucker was thinking at that moment. She knew his thoughts as well as she knew her own…better perhaps. For his part, Trip just continued to stare at T’pol, as her face changed from outright fear to that of her typical Vulcan mask. He felt her fear give way. What the…how…what’s goin’ on here?!!! T’Pol sat staring at Trip, feeling his confusion. Her fear had melted almost as quickly as it had arisen, to be replaced by a calm that was not entirely of her own making. Unlike Commander Tucker, T’pol knew what was happening. She had never imagined that it actually might, but in the back of her mind she always feared this. “T’pol…” Trip began, but trailed off. T’pol rose from her seat and moved to the rear of the shuttle pod. Trip sat up as she came to sit beside him, her eyes never leaving his. All the while, their emotions became more and more intertwined. Trip sat silently, watching her move to sit beside him. His thoughts were a jumble of questions, yet he was feeling a calm that should not have been. Without knowing why, they reached out and joined hands. A simple gesture, one that countless mothers have done to children, and husbands have done to wives. He simply placed her hand in his own, without looking away from her eyes. And they sat. Hand in hand, eyes locked on each other…simply feeling what the other was feeling…until an equilibrium was reached, and there was only one emotion left to feel. ******************* “Lt. Reed, report” barked Captain Archer. “Sir, I have the shuttle pod on sensors. It has the probe in tow…but sir, Commander Tucker and Sub-Commander T’pol seem to be unconscious.” replied Lt. Reed. “Bring it on autopilot, and have Dr. Phlox meet me in the shuttle bay” said Archer, on his way to the turbolift. “Aye sir” Reed answered to a disappearing Captain Archer. ******************** “What do you make of it Doctor?” asked Captain Archer. The Captain and Dr. Phlox were standing in the shuttle pod, looking at the unconscious forms of the Chief Engineer and First Officer. They were slumped down together on the rear seat, as if from a sitting position. “I don’t know what to make of it yet, Captain. I’ll have to do some more scans when I get them to Sickbay” answered the Doctor. “I need my officers, Doctor…do what you can” said Archer. “I always do, Captain. Don’t worry about anything yet” Dr. Phlox consoled. ********************** An hour later, the Captain was in Sickbay, hoping for good news. “I don’t yet have a full diagnosis for you, Captain, but I can tell you that they are exhibiting some strange brainwave activity” reported Dr. Phlox. “Strange…how so?” asked the Captain. “Well, for one, their brains are active…active as if they were awake. They are exhibiting signs of conscious thought, which is unusual in an unconscious patient” Phlox answered. “Is there anything else?” asked Archer. “Yes…their brainwave patterns seem to be…synchronized” said Phlox, rather hesitantly. “Lt. Reed to Captain Archer” Captain Archer headed over to the communication’s panel. “Archer here, go ahead” “Sir, I’ve quarantined the probe for now. It’s emitting a rather unusual form of radiation. I don’t know what to make of it, Captain” “I’ll be right there” replied Archer. “Unusual radiation? That could be significant” said Phlox. “We’ll keep you apprised” replied Archer. ********************* Inside the unconscious bodies of Trip and T’pol, their minds were anything but unconscious. What had begun as an emotional empathy had been changed into something else. A gap had been crossed between them…a gap bridged not by complex thoughts, but by a single emotion.
Have a comment to make about this story? Do so in the Trip Fan Fiction forum at the HoTBBS! A whole mess of folks have made commentsYay!!!!! It's back!!! I'm loving it so far! Thanks for bringing it back for us all! :) YES!!! and i didn't even have to use my super power cubes to nag you into more! Woohoo, this is getting good. Continue Please!!!!! Oh, you´re driving me crazy with all these cliffhangers!!! Excellent story! More - now - please Well that was a good development, no guesses for what the emotion is that they are sharing but why are they unconscious? Is it all down to the strange radiation? Can't wait to see what happens next, Ali D :~) *snoopy dance* Thank you for continuing with the story. What were you thinking by tyoing THE END??? Write more! Hurry! You have fans, damnit! The strange radiation is the sexual attraction, radiating from Trip and T'pol. Purrrrrr Yay! More please! This is just too much fun to stop there! hey this is pretty interesting... keep it up! What happened? Where did it go? It's been so long. Honestly, they don't need anymore sleep. Please continue. Please write more! |