(Setting: Outside in the corridor, after Archer has just talked to Admiral Forest.)

T: Arch, something’s wrong. And you aren’t tell me... I think you should.

A: It’s not... important, Trip.

(Tucker turns to face Archer and shakes his head. Draping an arm around Archer’s shoulder, they walk off

T: We’ll talk about it later, Arch.

(Setting: Inside sick bay. Tucker is sitting on a bio bed, watching Phlox.)

P: Is there a reason you are here, kee?"

T: I like to watch you?

P: (laughing) I see, any other reason? Such as the matter of... T'Pol’s transfer?

T: Guess ya heard then, huh?

P: Yes. I know you woill miss her...

T: I didn’t say that!

P: (Looks at Tucker) I see. Well I know the Captain will miss her as will Hoshi.

T: True, she’s not as bad as she was when she first came on board.

P: (smiles as he turns away.) As you say, kee.

(Setting: walking to the bridge, before the Chancellor’s call.)

R: Well shouldn’t they’ve called by now?

T: Yeah but you know Arch, he’s probably having the time of his life down...

(They enter the Bridge.)

H: Incoming Message from the Chancellor.

(Setting: Inside the Armory.)

R: Tucker?

T: Yeah?

R: Remember when you told N’Var that you had an assault team standing by?

T: Yep.

R: I don’t think this is what he thought you meant was that I am "the assault team" or that my standing close to you was what you meant by "standing by"

T: Don’t worry, Reed. I have faith in you.

R: Wonderful and if we get killed?

T: We don’t, trust me.

R: Damn.

(Reed stops in front of an arms locker and hands Tucker a phaser.)

R: Let’s go.

(Setting: Tucker and Reed are on their way to the prisoner camp with the Andorians.)

R: I don’t trust them.

T: We don’t have to trust them. Just let them help us. They owe the Captain.

R: We are going to die.

(Setting: After Reed, Tucker, Archer, and T'Pol make it back to the ship. Archer has been treated and released. T'Pol is in a natural sleep.)

T: You... are sneaky,... tricky, ... and I love that.

P: Really, kee?

T: Yep. Arch’s that T'Pol’s gonna stay. I’m holding you. I’m happy.

P: Kee. (Phlox stares at his beloved.) Yes, the Captain and T'Pol are good friends but I believe he was happier to see Reed.

T: Yeah, I guess he was happier to be rescued.

P: (looking at Trip before shaking his head) Yes, since we are talking about rescues... you again recklessly endangered your life.

T: Yeah, I did. I owe Arch, otherwise I’d open my helmet to space and died. I wouldn’t have been there for you to heal and I wouldn’t be right here, right now wanting to take you in my arms and back to our quarters. I wouldn’t be here right now, wanting to take the next step. To kiss and lick you. To hold you and touch you. I want to see what you look like when you come. I wanna see your face as I drive you mad. I want to make love to you, ‘Lox

P: T’keyna Keeani. K’hal bifan T’ehl. (I love you. You bear my soul.)

(Setting: Inside Captain Quarter’s. Reed is holding Archer in bed.)

R: Jon...

A: Thanks for the rescue, Mal.

R: Rather you didn’t need rescuing but if you did, glad it was me.

A: Me too. (Archer hugs Reed tight.)

(Setting: Inside T'Pol’s quarters. T'Pol is sitting on a couch staring out at the stars. A lamp is lit on table. All the lights are off. Taking a deep breath T'Pol prepares to meditate.)

T: No matter what happens, the stars continue to be born and die and they pass silently through the void.