Rick would love to drive himself but his recent tendon surgery on his right hand made it impossible. It was healing but the feeling would go numb from...time to time so his doctor restricted him from an assortment of activities, especially driving. Which was why flying to visit their son at college in South Carolina made so much more sense but Sally was being her usual martyr self and would rather complain about having to do all the work than take an easier way. Glancing in the backseat Rick saw. " What, that he's in a Starfleet uniform?" Hoshi asked."No, dear, that he's a Subcommander."Phlox was alarmed. The last time he had seen any Vulcan other than T'Pol even remotely as rattled as his newest assistant medical officer, was, when Ambassador Soval had mind-melded with the comatose guard after the Embassy bombing on Vulcan."Are you all right?" Phlox asked."I am ... all right, doctor. I have to admit that I was not prepared for the force of Captain T'Pol's rage. The information she had. Zeke tried sitting in one of the bowls and found that he could not reach the control panels. "You know, I would swear that the unknowns must be amorphous in shape, like single celled beings. Otherwise, I can't imagine how they would fit into one of those bowls." I agree, Lone Ranger. As far as I know, we are the first people from the Confederation to visit one of these ships, so we don't have any hard data. Let's see what else we can find."The wandered around the ship and didn't find much of. “Well, as long as you were there for her” replied Ashley now readying to leave the room, “what were you doing anyway”. “I was having a quiet drink and listening to my music until the thunderstorm cut out the power” I replied. ‘shit I thought’ Ashley had often caught me masturbating when I had had a few too many drinks and was listening to my music in the living room late at night, before we had Nicky. If she thought anything amiss she said nothing as we made our way out of the bedroom, down.