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// Episode 4: Sinking Feeling 
// Story: Star Trek Equestria: Reformatted: Wild Access 
// by Captain_Cosmos 
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“Commander’s log: Stardate 321216.09, Coming into this Nebula is beginning to prove a mistake. Possibly a fatal one. Ship wide malfunctions began to be reported almost immediately after we collided with an asteroid. We can link as such to Harmony’s health deteriorating. Lt Cmdrs Prestine and Boimler are analyzing the sample to find answers while the Engineering department is working overtime to keep us from having a warp core breach. And to make matters worse, our captain has fallen ill, leaving command of the ship to me. Normally I would accept the burden readily. However it comes with the unfortunate caveat of having to figure out what to say when the Admiral of Starfleet decides to call.”

“Alright Norman, patch it through to console…267. I will take it there.” Sela told Norman, who had just informed her the Admiral was calling. She cut the connection and proceeded to console 267. “This is going to go well.” She commented to herself, with very little confidence in what she said. She reached the console and tapped it to accept the incoming call.

A second later, Admiral Vance appeared on the screen. “Commander Sela.” He acknowledged.

“Admiral Vance.” Sela responded.

“I expected to be met with Captain Maxima. Might I ask where she is?” Vance asked.

“She is…indisposed at the moment.” Sela responded. “I have assumed temporary command in her stead until she returns to duty.”

“That doesn’t sound good.” Vance responded. “What happened?”

“I would rather not say, but rest assured everything is under control.” Sela replied.

Vance stared at her for a hard minute, before deciding it was best not to ask at this time. “Well, can you take a message to her? And Harmony?” He asked.

“Yes sir, what would you like me to tell them?” Sela asked.

“Tell them that the Federation council would like to set up a meeting with them over subspace. They have a few concerns about Harmony’s admittance into Starfleet Academy and they feel it best to go over their concerns with them before a final decision is reached.” Vance responded. “I assume you know all about the inquiry?”

“Yes sir. And if I might, as the human expression goes, throw my hat into the ring, I know that any officer aboard this ship will endorse Harmony’s entry into the academy.” Sela said.

“I will be sure to mention that to the council. Harmony’s citizenship papers are still being drawn up so she will need endorsement from an officer.” Vance responded.

“There are at least 175 officers that will endorse her.” Sela responded.

“The more the better.” Vance responded. “I would appreciate it if Captain Maxima called when she is able.”

“I shall tell her that as well sir.” Sela responded.

“See that she does. I have a feeling something’s going on out there and I’d like to know.” Vance responded before the signal cut.

Once the screen went black, Sela let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding. That went better than she had expected. “One less thing I need to–” She started before she turned and saw a pair of people she hadn’t expected to see. “Mother?! Father?!” She exclaimed. It defied all logic, her parents could not possibly be onboard the Equestria, yet here they were. She took her eyes off them for a second to grab her phaser to hold them at phaser point, but when she turned her eyes back to where she thought her parents were standing to aim at them, she found nothing there but the corridor she had been  walking down before. She slowly lowered her phaser. Her mind raced. She could have sworn she just saw her parents standing right there. But there was no one there. After a second, she returned to her senses and holstered her phaser and fixed her uniform. “Odd.” She commented as she resumed her walk to the Captain’s quarters.




Space: The final frontier. This is the story of the USS Equestria. A ship fresh out of construction, with a crew fresh from the Academy. Together they will embark on a mission of discovery, and evolution. They will explore a strange new frontier, seek out new life and a new civilization, and boldly go farther than anyone has ever gone.



Proxima let out another loud sneeze into a tissue, and her head ached as the magic was blocked by the horn inhibitor. “Achoo! Gah why the hell did I have to have magic?!” She cursed as she rubbed her forehead. At that moment, her doorbell rang. She inwardly groaned. “Come in at your own risk!” She called, having a pretty good idea as to who would be brave enough to visit her.

The door slid open and she saw Commander Sela enter, wearing a mask over her mouth and nose. “Norman said you were sick.” Sela said. “I wanted to come by and see how you were doing.” She explained.

Proxima tried not to, but she couldn’t help but chuckle when she saw Sela wearing a mask. “I can tell.” She said. “I think this goes without saying but you are in command until I’m back on my hooves.” She told her.

“Rest assured that the Equestria will still be here when you get better.” Sela responded as she took a seat next to her sick friend.

“Much appreciated.” Proxima responded, before she sneezed again, followed by another headache. “ACHOO! Gah Celestia kill me now!” She cursed. “Being sick is the worst when you have magic that wants to fire every time you sneeze.”

“Have you tried retracting your horn?” Sela asked. “We do know that your magic essentially deactivates when you retract the horn.”

“First thing I tried, it’s not responding. I am stuck in my unicorn mode.” Proxima responded before she let out another cough. Indeed, when Proxima found she wasn’t feeling well, she tried retracting her horn because she knew that she was a disaster waiting to happen, there was a reason she even had a magic inhibitor in the first place.

“Maybe you should go to Dr. Boimler. Have him check you out.” Sela suggested.

“He’s got his hands full with Harmony and she is definitely the higher priority he should be focusing on right now.” Proxima responded, before she coughed some more.

“He has other doctors just as qualified.” Sela replied. “I could even get one to make a house call.”

“I’m sure this is just–ACHOO!” Proxima was interrupted by another sneeze. And this one was apparently so bad that the resulting magical outburst was too much and the magic inhibitor shattered in two.

Sela ducked as the magic shot over her head and it hit a potted plant, freezing it solid in a block of ice.

For a few seconds, no one said a word as Proxima and Sela looked at the ice block. “...That should not have been possible.” Proxima responded.

“Indeed.” Sela responded. “Here is what is going to happen, I am taking you to sickbay, and along the way we are replicating a new magic inhibitor for you. Military grade this time.” She told Proxima as she got up.

“Sela–” Proxima started before Sela cut her off.

“Captain. You and Harmony are both sick at the same time right around the time we collided with that asteroid. It is possible that it is a coincidence, but we also cannot rule out the possibility that there is something else going on.” Sela said firmly. “If there is, we have to find out before things get any worse.” She explained.

Proxima could see it in Sela’s eyes. It was that look only she was privileged to see. “You’re not going to let this go are you.” Proxima responded.

“You and your parents are the reason I am standing here now. You three took care of me when I needed it most. It would be wrong of me to turn the other way now when you need to be taken care of.” Sela replied.

Proxima sighed. “Fine.” She said. “I’ll..I’ll ACHOO!” Another sneeze and another magical blast. The blast struck Sela before she could react and a puff of smoke enveloped her.

Proxima jumped when her accidental strike hit Sela. “Oh my god! Sela, are you OK?” She asked.

The smoke cleared, and at first it looked like Sela was alright. Sela checked herself over. “Nothing appears to be out of the ordinary. Maybe it was just a–” Sela said before she was stopped by a tap on her shoulder.

Proxima saw what tapped Sela’s shoulder and tried really hard not to laugh. Sela looked to her right and saw a furry tail waving at her. “…I see.” She said.

“Oh god I’m so sorry Sela.” Proxima responded, her attempts failing as snickers and giggles were getting out.

Sela took a deep breath, before gesturing to the door. “No apparent harm done. I will have it removed when you and Harmony are squared away.” She replied. “However I suspect Mr. Paris is going to enjoy it.” She deduced.

Meanwhile, in the science lab, Risa was hard at work examining the sample they collected off Harmony’s hull with a team of scientists. One of them shook his head. “I just don’t know ma’am, every scan so far is coming back with the result that this is just a normal space rock.” He said.

“A normal space rock that’s been living in this strange Extragalactic Nebula for god knows how long. It could be irradiated with something. Something that is affecting our living starship and deteriorating her health.” Risa responded. “It’s down to us to figure out what that something is. Let’s go up one level.” She said.

“Maybe we’re going about this all wrong.” An officer in the room suggested. “Maybe the key is knowing what symptoms Harmony has?”

“Talked to Boimler and Teletran about that. Apparently a LOT of things can only be done on Cybertron or in a facility originating from Cybertron. Including properly diagnosing a Titan with an unknown illness.” Risa responded. “I swear to god that better not be a running theme on this voyage.” She said under her breath.

“Should we bring it to Teletran? Maybe he knows what’s up?” An officer asked.

“Let him see it as soon as we brought it aboard. Nothing.” Risa responded. “This is literally alien to everyone on this vessel.” She said as she continued to look at the rock. She ran through the options in her mind. She might not know what they could do but she DID know that they did NOT have forever. If we don’t find answers, all bloody hell’s gonna break loose.

While the Science team was trying to figure out what the hell the deal was with the rock, Boimler and his team were hard at work attempting to find some way to diagnose the purple spot. “Ok so clearly it’s some kind of bruise.” One doctor said. “Bruises due turn a purplish color overtime.”

“But that doesn’t explain the sickness.” Boimler responded.

“As you said before, it must be an allergy. Maybe if we just get out of this nebula and ditch that sample you guys picked up everything will be–”

“ACHOO!” They all heard a sneeze, before a blast of magic zipped past them and hit a medical hydrospanner. The tool turned into a turkey.

After stepping back from the blast zipping past them, the medics all jumped when the Turkey gobbled.

While one doctor backed away expressing a fear of chickens, and three tried to grab the turkey, Dr. Boimler, after his brain caught up, put two and two together. “Sneeze followed by a magical blast equals…” He turned around to see Captain Maxima looking like crap while Sele…supported her with her tail. “The ill captain is here and you have a tail commander.” He said, approaching the pair. “Let me guess. Magic inhibitor broke?”

“Yes it did.” Proxima responded.

“And the blast hit you?” Phlox asked Sela.

“It did. And every replicator we passed to get here was not functioning.” Sela responded.

“Good thing I brought this out then.” Phlox responded as he reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a magic inhibitor. “Good thing these are classified as medical devices. And even better that they provided us with military grade inhibitors.” He said as he slid the ring shaped device down Proxima’s horn. The inhibitor slid down to the base and Proxima could feel her magic blocked. “One problem solved.”

“Yeah, but now I’m gonna have a headache every time I sneeze.” Proxima responded.

“On the Biobed.” Phlox responded.

Sela helped Proxima onto a Biobed and Phlox looked between the two. “So. Which one of you wants to go first?” He asked.

“I am certain I can still perform my duties. So I will come in another day. Captain Maxima here requires more immediate attention.” Sela responded.

“Whatever’s going on with me I’m sure it’s just the flu or something. The priority is Harmony.” Proxima said.

“Well so far it’s mainly up to the science team to figure out what is in that rock.” Phlox responded. “There’s not much else we can do here beyond diagnose a bruise.”

“Teletran doesn’t have anything?” Proxima asked.

“He says if he knew the compounds he could make a more concrete guess but the rock’s being stubborn.” Phlox replied. “I guess Cybertronians haven’t gotten into this Nebula before.”

“Whatever might be happening we must find out what it is before the entire ship goes offline.” Sela said.

As if on cue, the lights to the medbay shut off, before coming back online a second later. “Apologies Doctor.” Harmony said in a raspy voice before letting out a cough. “I am attempting to keep as many systems from going offline as possible but it is becoming increasingly difficult.”

“Harmony, that’s only going to wear you down even faster.” Dr Boimler said. “You should be resting.”

“I feel that if I rest the problem will only get worse quicker.” Harmony responded. “I would not want you all to endure a full systems failure.”

“We will not suffer that kind of failure.” Sela responded. “We will be going into code brown.”

“Code Brown?” Boimler asked.

“Yes Doctor.” Sela responded as she tapped her combadge. “Attention all hands. I am ordering a code brown. All non essential systems in all areas except for the Science Lab, Engineering, Medbay, and bridge are to be taken offline. We will then use that power to strengthen our remaining systems. That should buy us time to figure out a solution to our current problem.” She said. “Cmdr Shron, extend our shields far enough out that no rocks should be able make contact with our hull.”

“Aye captain.” Shron responded.

Sela nodded as she turned back to Boimler. “I must return to duty, I trust you will do what you can?” She asked.

“We’ll do our best Commander.” Boimler responded.

With that, Sela left Medbay. Boimler turned to his team. “Alright, let’s get that turkey out of here and get back to work. Lt. Nolan, Tend to the Captain.” He said.

The named Medic turned his head when his name was called, and he nodded. “Yes sir.” He said as he went over to the captain while two medics carried the Turkey out. “So, experienced any symptoms so far?” Nolan asked.

“Runny nose, excessive coughing, low energy, and a head ache whenever I sneeze.” Proxima responded. “And…Sorry about the turkey.” She apologized.

“Eh don’t worry about it.” Nolan responded as he began hooking her up to a monitor. “Not your fault you got sick…Although I do curse out magic for deciding it can go off whenever a horned pony sneezes.” He responded, a line which got both chuckling.

“Amen to that.” Proxima responded. “Useful in so many ways but a pain in the ass when we get sick.”





“Science Log: Stardate 32120616.14, I knew coming out here would generate difficult science projects. But this one is proving to be extra difficult. And that is ignoring the fact that both the captain and Harmony are running out of time. According to the Commander it’s possible that the two are linked, but at this point it’s equally possible to be just some big coincidence.”

Risa sat in one of the Equestria’s lounges, deciding she needed a break to clear her mind. She was doing a crossword from her combadge when Ted sat down across from her. “Investigation’s not going too well huh?” He asked, noticing the frown on Risa’s face.

“Is it that obvious?” Risa asked.

“A little.” Ted responded.

Risa sighed. “We are running out of time before we are dead in the water.” She said. “Harmony and the captain are sick, We’re at code Brown, and we are no closer to figuring it all out then when we started.” She said. “We never should have come into this asteroid. Or, YOU should never have taken your eyes off the road.” She said, staring hard at Ted.

“Yes. I will admit we’re in this mess because of me.” Ted responded. “But in my defense, we ALL thought it was safe. Even Teletran and the Cybertronians agreed nothing was out of the ordinary for a nebula.”

“Yeah well that turned out to be false didn’t it.” Risa responded sharply. “It turned out to have SOMETHING that our ship was allergic to and because we know next to nothing about Cybertronian medicine, we can’t–” Risa stopped as new thoughts came to her.

“Harmony and the captain are bound to each other until either the City Speaker or the titan dies.”

“Captain Maxima could be Harmony’s City Speaker, all the evidence is there to support it.”

Ted stared at Risa quizzically while Risa stared off into space, her mind racing. “Uhm…Lt. Cmdr?” He asked.

“A City Speaker is bound to their titan until death…” Risa whispered. “That’s the answer.”

“What?” Ted asked

Risa said nothing as she shut down her crossword and stood up. “I gotta go find Dr. Boimler.” She said as she turned on her wrist light and dashed out of the lounge, which was being lit by the Nebula outside.

Ted watched her go and was confused. “Did I miss something?” He asked no one in particular.

Risa dashed down the hallways, going carefully because the corridors were dimly lit. “Grr. Sometimes I wish the founders gave Vortas better eyesight.” She cursed her inability to see as clearly as others. It was that which caused her to accidentally bump into an officer. “Sorry! Sorry…Commander Sela!” Risa stopped when she shone her light at the person she ran into and saw that it was Sela. “Sorry Commander. Didn’t see you there.” She said. She saw the tail. “Let me guess. Captain?” She asked.

“She sneezed and I was in the line of fire.” Sela responded. “Why are you in such a rush Cmdr?” She asked.

“I think we made a breakthrough, I need to talk to Boimler.” Risa reported.

“First bit of good news I have heard today. Keep me updated.” Sela responded.

“Aye commander.” Risa responded before she dashed away.

Sela watched her go, before she resumed to her own destination, or would have, if she didn’t turn and saw that her wrist light shone on. “Mother, Father.” She growled. She saw the two run and she ran after them. “Security to deck 5 we have two unauthorized stowaways on board.” She called Security. She continued to race after her parents. She followed them for a little bit before they turned a corner to what she knew was a deadend. She pulled out her phaser and brushed up against a wall before she turned that corner. After a second, she stepped out. “Freeze…what?” She asked as she saw nothing there with her light. She lowered her phaser. She had seen her parents twice in one day, when it shouldn’t have been POSSIBLE to see them on the ship.

A moment later, Yamik and a few security officers found her. “Hey, you ok?” Yamik asked as he looked down the corridor. “Where’re the stowaways?” He asked.

“I…might have just been seeing things. Things I normally would not in the dark.” Sela responded. “False alarm.”

“Want us to sweep the ship anyway? Just to be sure?” Yamik asked.

“Yes. Just to be sure. You are looking for two middle aged vulcans.” Sela responded before she walked away, holstering her phaser. She inwardly wondered what the hell was happening to her as she tried to control her breathing. A rising fear crept up within her. “What the hell is going on…” She whispered to herself. She took a deep breath. Deciding on a course of action. “If Maxima does not find out it will be a miracle.”

Meanwhile, in the medbay, Boimler saw Risa walk in, headed right for him. “Cmdr Prestine, what can I–” He started before she cut him off.

“I think I found a way to diagnose Harmony and fix everything.” Risa responded hurriedly.

“What?” Phlox asked.

“Yeah. What’s your diagnosis on the captain?” Prestine asked.

“Why would you need the captain’s diagnosis?”

“Because she and Harmony are possibly having the exact same sickness. Or at least their species’s equivalents of each other.” Prestine responded.

“I’m sorry?” Phlox asked, confused.

“Look, we all are in agreement that Proxima is Harmony’s City Speaker.” Prestine said.

“It is the consensus.” Phlox responded.

“And Blitzwing has gone on record, with Cliff and Teletran backing him on it, that Titans and their City Speakers are bound to each other until death.” Prestine explained.

“What does that have to do with our problem?” Phlox asked.

“What if that bond is more than just emotional. What if the bond is so solid and strong, that they experience the same illnesses as each other at the same time?” Prestine asked.

Phlox considered her words, and began to see the thinking behind it. “If we find what’s affecting Proxima we can cure it and make a Cybertronian equivalent.” He said.

“Exactly.” Prestine responded. “We can use that bond to save the captain, Harmony, and everyone else.” She said.

“Nice thinking.” Phlox responded. “Let’s talk to Lt Nolan. He did–”

“Uh, Dr. Boimler sir?” a nurse addressed the doctor. “Cmdr Sela’s here, she’s asking to speak to you in private.”

Normally Boimler would have wondered why, but he remembered Sela’s situation. “Bring Lt Cmdr Prestine to Nolan and make sure she gets the Captain’s Diagnosis, it could very well be the key to fixing everything. And send Sela in.” He ordered.

“Yes sir.” The nurse responded.

“Cmdr, if you’re wrong about this…” Phlox told Risa.

“Then they’re that much closer to death and we won’t be able to make up the time.” Risa responded. “No pressure right?” She joked before she left.

A few seconds later, Sela entered the room. “Doctor, I need you to perform a complete neural scan on me.” She requested, getting to the point.

“A full Neural scan? We did one this morning.” Phlox responded.

“Do it again.” Sela responded simply.

Phlox noticed the slight panic in her eyes. “Commander, is there something wrong?” He asked.

“I just saw my parents on this ship, for the second time today.” Sela responded.

“What? But that’s impossible, if they somehow snuck aboard we woulda found them ages ago.” Phlox responded.

“Exactly.” Sela responded. “I know for a fact they are not onboard and yet I see them twice. In one day.” She said.

“Could be your mind playing tricks on you.” Phlox responded.

“In any event, A complete Neural scan is in order to ensure I am still fit for–” Sela was interrupted when her cat tail brushed up against her lips, and settled under her nose. “How is it that a cat’s tail is the least of my problems today.” She mused.

Phlox chuckled as he shooed the tail away. “Don’t worry I’ll have it removed when we get everything sorted out.” He said. “If you’ll follow–”

“It cannot be in front of Proxima. It will look suspicious when my ESI results come up.” Sela said.

“And the medbay has more than one room.” Phlox responded. “Captain’s in one. You get another.”

Sela took a deep breath to ease her nerves, and nodded.

Meanwhile, Yamik combed through another dark corridor lit only by his wrist light. His mind racing. “Two middle aged Vulcans on this ship? Everyone onboard is in their mid to late 20s.” He said to himself. He had a tough time believing a pair of Civilians would be able to sneak onboard and stay hidden for this long. Not with his security measures. After a few moments, he tapped his combadge. “Security chief Yamik reporting, no sign of possible stowaways.” He said. “All officers report.”

“Deck 15 clear.”

“Deck 10 Clear.”

“Deck 5 Clear.”

The other decks reported clear as well. Yamik holstered his phaser. “Alright, Stand down alert but keep an eye out.” He said. “We gotta get out of this Nebula.” He concluded as he walked down the corridor, recognizing that things were deteriorating fast.

Back in the medbay, Dr Boimler finished his scan of Sela and was looking over the results. And what he found surprised him. “Uhm…Sela you said ESI doesn’t worsen at a rapid rate, but what’s the rate of IMPROVEMENT?” He asked.

“Improvement?” Sela asked in response. “Why? What did you find?”

“You gained an additional 10 YEARS.” Phlox responded.

“Impossible.” Sela responded. “I have not let out much emotion today.”

“Maybe something happened?” Phlox replied. “But in any event this is fantastic.”

“Is it?” Sela asked. “Did you find anything else that was off?”

“Yeah. You had a spike in brain activity, twice. The last one was just a few minutes ago.” Phlox responded.

“That is when I saw my parents last.” Sela responded.

“And you are sure you saw them?” Phlox asked.

“Yes doctor, I know I saw them. However unbelievable that may be.” Sela responded. “I saw them, but reviewing the security logs, nothing is there. That suggests I am hallucinating.” She concluded.

“Hm…given everything else going on, I’m not so sure it’s a mere hallucination.” Phlox responded. “Something’s off.”

“In any event. I fear that whatever is going on has the potential to hinder my performance of my duties. I must be confined to quarters and put on medical leave until this is resolved.” Sela stated flatly.

“Oh I’m not sure that’s necessary.” Phlox responded. “It could be as simple as this nebula messing with you.”

“Or it could cloud my judgment and I could lead us on a wild goose chase.” Sela countered. “I am compromised Doctor. I cannot be trusted with command at this time.” Sela said.

“Is it possible you are just blowing this out of proportion?” Boimler asked. “It’s only been two incidents.”

“Doctor. It may only have been two. But when it comes to my parents, one hallucination about them is one time too many.” Sela responded. “I need to be placed on medical leave, now.” She urged.

“Sela, calm down.” Phlox responded. “If this were a normal day then I might consider putting you on leave, but today is not a normal day. We are now flying in a dark ship. Since lights are considered non-essential. It could just as easily be the dark playing with you. And the fact of the matter is, we need every able bodied senior officer we can muster.” He said.

“True.” Sela responded. “But at the very least I cannot be trusted with a phaser.” She said. “Both times I saw them, I pulled my phaser on them. And as you know it has become protocol to keep phasers at maximum power at all times, in the event of a Terrorcon boarding.”

“Yes. To dispatch the invaders as quickly as possible.” Phlox responded.

“Exactly. And if anyone else is found on the ship we are to set our phasers to stun. But the thing is, both times I saw them, I made no effort to set my phaser to stun. I kept it on maximum power.” Sela admitted.

Phlox paused when Sela said that. “I see.” He said. “So you…”

“Indeed. I intended to kill them if shots had to be fired…” Sela admitted, starting to pant as she unholstered her phaser and set it on the bed, backing away from it. After everything they did, I admit to detesting them with a passion. Enough that…” Sela trailed off, not able to finish the sentence.

Phlox now understood what Sela was trying to say. “You are now afraid that you will eventually kill an innocent person if you continue to see them onboard.” He said.

“Yes.” Sela responded. “In order to protect the ship and crew I cannot, at the very least, have access to a phaser unless absolutely necessary for as long as I am having these visions of them.” She said.

Phlox nodded. “I will order that at least.” He said. “Do you believe yourself fit enough to command if you do not have a phaser?” He asked.

Sela considered the question. And weighed her options. She could say no, and realistically that might have been the best option. But then she thought of Proxima. She did not wish to let down her friend because of something she was very possibly blowing out of proportion. “Yes.” She said after a moment’s thought. “I believe myself fit enough to command if I am unarmed. However, to be safe, is there something you can do to monitor my brain activity?” She asked.

“I can have you wear a wristband that will connect to your neural pathways and allow me to see everything that you see. Whether it be reality or what your brain conjures up, such as hallucinations.” Phlox responded.

“That sounds perfect doctor. Thank you.” Sela responded.

Phlox nodded and walked out of the room, returning a minute later with a wristband. “Wear this at all times and I will be able to monitor the neural pathways in real time.” He said.

Sela nodded and put the band on her left wrist. The band activated and Phlox called up his holopad to ensure it was working. Which it was. He could see himself through Sela’s eyes. “Perfect. All systems go.” He said.

“Good.” Sela responded. “Now, if we are done here. I have to return to duty." She said, feeling a little better now that she was unarmed.

As she left, Dr. Boimler took the phaser she left behind and properly stored it. "May god have mercy on all of us to get us out of this mess." He said.

To Be Continued...