Author: Sue Christian
Summary: Drabble - proving that Trip can make decisions after all.
Rating: G
Disclaimer: All characters and things Enterprise belong to Paramount, I just like to take them out and play with them occasionally. I make no money from this and have nothing that�d make it worth anyone�s while suing me.
Author�s Note: Remember the scene in the captain's mess when Trip spent his lunch break promising to 'get back to' people? Well this is how he did it. Nothing to it really, I just felt the need to show Trip making the right decisions.
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'Right,' he said, pushing his chair back from the table. 'Since I'm obviously not gonna get to eat lunch uninterrupted, let's deal with duty first. Malcolm, I know ya told the cap'n you'd recalibrate the torpedoes, but we don't know what he and T'Pol are doin' down there, wherever. I'm not happy having the warp engines down, even for one day, when we don' know if we're goin to need a quick getaway. So I'm not approvin' your request.'
He was a bit worried that the armoury officer would argue with him, particularly after his 'is that the chief engineer speaking, or the acting captain' remark earlier. But apparently Malcolm recognised that this was his commanding officer talking, not his fiend, and he just gave a quick nod of his head and a quiet, 'Understood, sir,' before returning his attention to his lunch.
Buoyed up by his first victory, Tucker continued. 'Doc, you can go ahead with the innoculations, but not until the whole crew have had lunch. If they're going to be spendin' the next couple a' days in the john, they might as well have a good meal first.' Phlox just beamed at him and went on eating, but he noticed Malcolm give a rather doubtful look at his plate before shrugging and slicing into his next sausage.
He was on a roll now. Turning he thumbed open the com. 'Ensign, contact the Vulcan ship and let them know the cap'n'll be available to speak with them in ten minutes.'
'Sir?'
He could hear the question in Ensign Sato's voice. 'Just give 'em the message, Hoshi. I'll explain when I get there.'
Turning back to the table he saw both Malcolm and Phlox watching him curiously. 'Malcolm, give me one of your pips, will ya?' His friend just looked at him blankly. 'Ya pips, Lieutanant,' he said, gesturing at Malcolm's right shoulder, 'hand one of 'em over. Those Vulcans want to speak to the cap'n of Enterprise, then that's what they're goin' to do.'
The end
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