Everybody Loves Trip - Chapter 6

Everybody loves Trip

by Hoshissis

Rated: PG-13
Genre: Friendship/humor, some implications of slash in later chapters

Disclaimer: Characters belong to Paramount, and the author is making no profit at all from this story.

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Chapter Six

Beep……… Beep…………. Beep………

Commander Tucker took his communicator out of his pocket and opened flipped it open, “Hi doc, how’s it coming?”

“I’m sorry, I’m afraid I’m experiencing some problems. It will be a while yet before I can find a counter agent to the chemical compound. If I continue having no luck, I’m going to get in touch with the Sargosians. Maybe they can help.”

“Don’t worry Doc; I appreciate you keeping me informed.”

“That’s quite alright Commander, although that is not what I comm-ed… you for.”

“What’s the problem?”

“It seems that your disappearance has been noted by various crewmembers, Captain Archer, Sub Commander T’Pol and Lieutenant Reed are all looking for you, so be careful.”

“Thanks Doc, I’ll keep ma eyes and ears peeled.”

// Oh, well, so much for a quiet rest. Let’s see how long it takes them to notice ma adjustments to internal sensors. //

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Lieutenant Reed was in a quandary, he had checked the Messhall and Engineering but was unable to find Trip. // Hmmmm…… where else can he be, I’ve checked his usual haunts. I bet Captain Archer has talked him in to watching one of those boring polo matches with him. // The thought of the two of them together brought on a huge surge of jealousy inside Malcolm. // Hmmmmmm……if that’s the case he’s going to need an excuse to get away, and I know just the sort of diversion to do that – if I jimmy the power flow between the engine and weapon systems, Enterprise will lose warp drive and weapons. I can then help Trip, while secretly dragging out the repairs at the same time. That way I can have Trip all to myself with no Archer in sight.// Not thinking clearly or straight and with an evil smirk on his face, Malcolm climbed into the nearest Jefferies tube to put his plan into action.

Captain Archer had checked the Armoury and Engineering, but there was no sign of Trip or Malcolm. Not thinking clearly and feeling very paranoid and jealous, he walked to the Officer’ deck, planning to check both Trip’s and Malcolm’s quarters. // If I find out Malcolm is up to no good with Trip or is trying it on, I’ll shoot him and throw him in the god damn brig. I’m sick of the way he’s always trying to keep Trip away from me, monopolising his spare time. Trip was my friend long before Malcolm Reed came onto the scene, I think Mr Reed needs to have a little persuasion to back off and remember his place. //

T’Pol was on the bridge checking her console for the whereabouts of Commander Tucker, noticing that the ships internal sensors weren’t working, T’Pol set off for Engineering to do the necessary repairs. // It would seem that Commander Tucker is in decon, back where he first challenged my loyalty and when he first noticed me as a worthy mate by sensually stroking my ears. It is a most logical and suitable location to proceed with the next step in our relationship, I will go and confront him. //

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Trip was lying stretched out on the floor with his arms tucked under his head. His eyes were shut but he was still awake listening for any slight sound which would alert him to his location being discovered. He knew it would happen eventually, but he hoped it would be long enough for Phlox to discover an antidote to his current predicament. Suddenly Trip jumped up and held his breath; he could hear footsteps outside the chamber and the sound of buttons being pressed on the door panel. He had jammed the lock before he had entered, so it wasn’t going to be easy to open but certainly not impossible. // Damn, // thought Trip as he looked frantically around for an escape hatch, before falling on an overhead ventilation shaft. // Looks like it’ll be a tight squeeze, but what the heck, // he thought as he reached up and removed the panel. Just as he climbed up into the opening, painfully squeezing his hips through the small space, he heard the door panel being yanked off the wall. // Gotta go, whoever is out there sure are persistent, // he thought as he inched his way along. // This shaft should run into Jeffries tube 24 which runs alongside Engineering. No one is listed for maintenance duties there today, so I should be safe if I stay and hang around inside for a while. //

Unbeknown to Trip, Malcolm was inside Jefferies tube 24 carrying out his plan to sabotage the powerflow relays between the engine and the phase canon assemblies. He was just finishing off when he heard a scuffling sound. Turning round he saw a pair of feet emerge from an overhead ventilation shaft followed by a very pert and pinchable bottom. Smiling, he walked up to the figure that was struggling to emerge and cupped his hands around those beautiful cheeks;

“Hello Trip, I’ve been looking all over the place for you.”

“Malcolm!” shouted Trip, almost jumping back into the shaft in shock. “What the hell are you doing here?”

“Just finishing off some work.”

“There shouldn’t be any outstanding repair work or diagnostics on any of these systems in here,” replied Trip trying to act professional on the outside, while quietly screaming inside for Malcolm to remove his hands from his ass.

“Don’t worry it was nothing major, just some minor tweaking was needed to the canon power relays. I didn’t want to bother you because I know how busy you are,” whispered Malcolm softly into Trip’s ear.

Edging quickly away and out of reach from Malcolm’s hot breath and roving hands, Trip started to back up out of the Jeffries tube; “Speaking of work, I’ve gotta rush, got lots to do ya know before ma shift ends. It was nice seeing ya, Mal!”

“Why don’t I help you finish up, then we could have a drink and catch a movie in my quarters,” suggested Malcolm catching up to Trip.

“Errrrmmmm…. Why not!” replied Trip nervously. He didn’t want to, but he didn’t want to upset Malcolm since he was a good friend and he didn’t want to jeopardise their friendship.

“Great!” said Malcolm as he allowed Trip to pass, slightly bent, since he was too tall to stand upright in the cramped passageway. // Nice ass! // he thought with a smirk on his face.

Meanwhile…

T’Pol walked into Decon after tearing off the door panel and reworking the wires. // Strange, internal sensors listed this as Commander Tucker’s location, // mused T’Pol as she looked around, before finally noticing an open ventilation shaft in the corner. // It would seem that Commander Tucker has alluded me for the time being, // thought T’Pol, as she walked back out of Decon to Engineering. // He has a head start for now, but not for long since that Jeffries tube can be accessed from the top section of Engineering. I will surprise him when he exits, since the shaft is small it should take him a while to work his way through. //

Captain Archer was prowling the corridors looking for Trip and Malcolm. He had been to both of their quarters and thankfully both were empty, so he had decided to walk to Engineering. He had just stepped onto the overhead passageway above the main engine room floor when he saw Trip and Malcolm emerge from the Jeffries tube. Seeing Trip look cautiously around and Reed with a huge smirk on his face, Archer immediately saw red and strode up to the two of them feeling very angry.

“Cap’n! What can I do for ya,” said Trip. // God this is going from bad to worse //

“Trip, get over here now,” said Captain Archer pulling Trip behind him. “Mr Reed you have gone too far, as from now you are confined to the brig.”

“For what, Captain?!”

“Harassing a senior officer.”

“Ha… don’t I wish. What Trip and I get up to is off no concern to you. Why don’t you be a good little captain and go play with your ball.”

“You smart mouthed British twerp, come here and say that and I’ll knock you into the middle of next week.”

“I’d like to see you try you old fart,” said Malcolm stepping up to Captain Archer.

“Hey guys, time out!” shouted Trip stepping in between the two of them. “There’s going to be no fighting in ma engine room, take it to the gym, will ya? I’ve got work to finish off.”

Just then…

“Commander!” replied T’Pol stepping into the engine room and spying the three of them on the overhead passageway.

// Great, that’s all I need, // thought Trip glanced down and seeing T’Pol walk into Engineering.

“Remove yourself from my Commander Tucker,” said T’Pol walking up to the stairs and giving Captain Archer a piercing evil stare. “We have an appointment in my quarters. If you won’t mind Commander, time is of the essence.”

“Sorry, but Commander Tucker is coming with me to finish off watching our football game and beer,” replied Captain Archer grabbing hold of Trip’s arm and pulling him towards him.

“Your both wrong, Trip is coming back to my quarters to watch a movie and grab a drink,” said Malcolm, grabbing hold of Trip’s other arm and pulling him back.

“Guys! Will ya let go, your gonna rip me in two.”

“Back off Reed, Trip’s my friend.”

“Back of yourself Archer, Trip’s with me.”

“I believe both of you are inadequate to full fill Commander Tucker’s needs, only I can satisfy him,” said T’Pol grabbing hold of the front of Trip’s uniform and pulling him towards her.

// Geez, now I now what it feels like to be in a blender, // thought Trip, as he was pulled around amongst the three of them.

No one was backing off and pretty soon it descended into abusive shouting and derogative name calling comments. // I’ve gotta get the hell outta here, // thought Trip, trying to wrench himself free of the tangled mess. He tried yanking himself backwards but he panicked and totally misjudged the amount of strength needed and how little space there was between himself and the railing. Before he knew what was happening he was falling over the railing with his arms flaying. “Trip!!!” screamed both Captain Archer and Malcolm Reed, leaning over the rail looking on in horror. T’Pol turned round and raced back down the stairs hoping to catch Commander Tucker or at least break his fall. Too late. Trip hit the floor with a sickening THUD. There was complete silence as everyone stared in horror at Commander Tucker’s lifeless crumpled body lying on the floor.

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WHAT???? You're gonna leave us with THAT???? NO FAIR! Please tell me you will update this!

The meeting of the four was hysterical!

Thanks! I really needed a good laugh...