Charles Tucker died on September 1st, 2154. It came as a shock to everyone aboard Enterprise, especially after surviving so many incidents with the Xindi and the other dangers of the Expanse. In the early days of space travel, and even in the early days of the mission, a mechanical accident was considered a real and present danger and a risk the crew would have to take, but after what they had all seen, the idea that a simple equipment malfunction could cause such a talented engineer to lose his life was nearly inconceivable. In the old days, when an accident such as this occurred, one of the engineers or perhaps the weapons officer, would have repaired the equipment, found the obvious cause for its malfunction, and moved on. This was what
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Every time he tried to think of a good memory of his dear friend, he was forced to stop and wipe the tears from his eyes. This was not the first time he had lost a crewman, but this time was different. This time was deeply personal. He simultaneously felt overwhelming senses of sadness and anger. Archer knew in his gut that the Xindi were not involved. But his anger needed an outlet, someone to blame for a blameless death.
Doctor Phlox was under orders to preserve Tucker's body in sickbay until his captain decided whether an autopsy was necessary. He had seen a fair number of cadavers in his day, some of them even acquaintances or friends. But his medical experience never would provide him with the disassociation that would allow him to see a body without seeing the smile that had once been upon its face or without recalling the memories of shared experiences.
The Vulcan T'Pol found herself struggling to maintain control over her emotions. She told herself that her lack of control was the perfectly logical outcome of the exhaustion she had been feeling as a result of Commander Tucker's absence from their neuropressure sessions, and she resolved to improve her nightly meditation. Like Reed, T'Pol had noticed something off about Trip. But unlike Reed, she lacked the experience to understand what it
Every time he tried to think of a good memory of his dear friend, he was forced to stop and wipe the tears from his eyes. This was not the first time he had lost a crewman, but this time was different. This time was deeply personal. He simultaneously felt overwhelming senses of sadness and anger. Archer knew in his gut that the Xindi were not involved. But his anger needed an outlet, someone to blame for a blameless death.
Doctor Phlox was under orders to preserve Tucker's body in sickbay until his captain decided whether an autopsy was necessary. He had seen a fair number of cadavers in his day, some of them even acquaintances or friends. But his medical experience never would provide him with the disassociation that would allow him to see a body without seeing the smile that had once been upon its face or without recalling the memories of shared experiences.
The Vulcan T'Pol found herself struggling to maintain control over her emotions. She told herself that her lack of control was the perfectly logical outcome of the exhaustion she had been feeling as a result of Commander Tucker's absence from their neuropressure sessions, and she resolved to improve her nightly meditation. Like Reed, T'Pol had noticed something off about Trip. But unlike Reed, she lacked the experience to understand what it