Host ACTD_Chris says:
<<<<<<<<<<<<<<Resume Mission>>>>>>>>>>>>>

OPS_Benson says:
::Standing at the OPS station having just begun her duty shift::

CMO_Fielding says:
::in Sickbay.  The sound system is on full blast, with a holographic projection over the trauma biobed.  'Dum-daa-dee-daa dum-daaaaa' goes the music::

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
::moves to the captain's chair::

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
All:  Report!

OPS_Benson says:
::Notes the OPS station has flight control::

CTO_Webster says:
::fires another volley at the semi-damaged ship::

Host Captain_Grift says:
::unconscious in sickbay::

CMO_Fielding says:
::puts on one of the episodes where Mulder is fighting for his life.  Points at Mulder, who is an ugly duckling compared to the Captain:: CO: C'mon, Captain!  If Mulder can do it, YOU can!

OPS_Benson says:
::Initiates evasive pattern Delta 2:: All: Evasive pattern Delta 2!

CTO_Webster says:
::watches as the torpedoes hit their targets on the ship's starboard weapons array::

CTO_Webster says:
Self: Woohoo!!!

CMO_Fielding says:
::helplessly watches the unconscious Captain::

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
::thinks maybe he wasn't heard over the explosions on the bridge and raises his voice::

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
All:  All stations report!!

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: Listen, if you don't do something to let me know you're alive, like actually wiggling your toes or something, I'm going to take up cigarette smoking and joining syndicates and hanging around Suspicious People[tm] and calling you my son!

CTO_Webster says:
OPS: Commander, could you use attack pattern delta.  I've sent the appropriate information to your console.  I'll fire when we are at 1000 km.

CTO_Webster says:
::sends the info to OPS/Flight Control::

OPS_Benson says:
CTO: Aye, Sir! Initiating attack pattern Delta 7.  Approaching 1000 km.......Now!

CMO_Fielding says:
::sits down next to the biobed and watches the episode::

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
All:  Okay, thanks ::he says, as his crew gives their telepathic reports::

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: You know, you must really be far gone if you don't get creeped out by this episode.  I'd crawl out of Sickbay just to get away from it.

CTO_Webster says:
::fires a volley at OPS signal::

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: So whaddaya think about this dude Doggett?  I didn't like him as much as Mulder, so I don't have an of the later seasons.  D'you wanna watch those?

CTO_Webster says:
::shakes herself and then stands:: XO: Sir, one enemy vessel disabled.  Working on the other.

OPS_Benson says:
:: Flies the ship in a barrel roll, upside down::

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
CTO:  Thank you, Commander.  I was starting to think I imagined asking for reports.

Host Captain_Grift says:
::Mind wanders from memory to memory with no pattern or purpose::

OPS_Benson says:
XO: Not ignoring you, Sir.  Just trying to juggle piloting skills while maintaining full power to ships systems!

CTO_Webster says:
XO: Just a bit occupied, sir.  ::smiles as the torpedoes hit their mark::

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: See, all we gotta do is wait for those wounds of yours to heal.  Lost lots of fluids.  At least your brain isn't going bonkers; otherwise, I might think you were the next alien-human hybrid or something.  Only joking, sir.

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
CTO:  How are shields holding up?

CTO_Webster says:
OPS: Commander, I've lost power to my phaser arrays and only have 3 torpedoes left.  Can you put more power to the phasers?

OPS_Benson says:
CTO: Hold your fire, bringing us about for another run!  ::Rights the ship and turns, heading straight for the enemy vessel::

CTO_Webster says:
::gets targeting pattern ready, with finger on icon, as she replies to the XO:: XO: Sir, shields are at 85%, but holding.

OPS_Benson says:
CTO: Got it, Sir!  ::Uses her left hand to tap the console while the right one pilots the ship::  Diverting power to phaser arrays!

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: Okay, your electrolytes are getting back to normal, sorta.

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: Whatcha do, eat lots of hot chili without me?  Geez.

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
*CEO*: How are your engines holding up down there?

CTO_Webster says:
::blinks, as someone called her Sir - or she 'thinks' someone called her sir.  OPS: Thank you, Commander.  ::prepares to fire phasers instead of torpedoes::

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: Hey, let's watch this one instead, it's more... uh... no, not gruesome, it's... um... well, okay.  I LIKE this one.

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: This guy can tell you how... nah, I'm not going to spoil the surprise.

CMO_Fielding says:
::listens to the theme song again:: CO: Doesn't this just kill you?  ...uh, I didn't mean that literally, sir.

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
*CMO*: Doctor, what's the captain's status?

CTO_Webster says:
OPS: Ready when you are, Commander.

Host Captain_Grift says:
::Dum-daa-dee-daa dum-daaaaa::

CMO_Fielding says:
*CO*: The Captain remains in stable but critical condition, sir.

Host ACTD_Chris says:
ACTION: The enemy ship fires on the DJ and places a direct hit on the starboard nacelle.

CMO_Fielding says:
-CO +XO

OPS_Benson says:
CTO: Coming in range......now!

CTO_Webster says:
::hangs onto her console as the DJ rocks, but fires at the command::

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: Yeah, I'm talking about YOU.  You see who's running this ship?  You'd better get up there, sir.

OPS_Benson says:
XO: We've been hit, Sir!  Starboard nacelle!  ::Turns the ship::

CTO_Webster says:
::glad her last volley hit before the nacelle was hit::

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
OPS:  Take evasive action.

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: You know, Captain, Mulder and Scully have seen a lot of things, but I'll bet they've never been aboard a rocking ship before.  Wanna make up a rock song about it, sir?

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
OPS:  Are there any Federation vessels in range?

OPS_Benson says:
::Raises an eyebrow at the XO's order.  Thinks: What in the Sam Hill does he think I've been doing?:: XO: Aye, Sir!  Initiating evasive pattern Beta two-niner!

CTO_Webster says:
OPS: Commander, I think if I get one more good hit, I can take out the rest of their weapons.  We need to be on their starboard side.

CMO_Fielding says:
::sings:: CO: We're Starfleet's spooky ship/ We're Starfleet's haunted ship / The Captain's almost dead (yeah, that's you, sir) / Torpedoes smashing beds ::says April, looking at a biobed that slid out of place::

OPS_Benson says:
::Checks the sensors:: XO: Negative, Sir!  We're it!

Host ACTD_Chris says:
ACTION: The enemy vessel fires again and the DJ takes a direct hit Port nacelle.

CMO_Fielding says:
<w> CO: Well, okay, I don't know if THAT was a torpedo or loose screw, but it had to rhyme, see?

OPS_Benson says:
CTO: Got it!  Coming around!  ::Brings the ship about so the enemy ship is on the DJ's starboard side::

CTO_Webster says:
::hangs on again as the ship rocks:: OPS: Understood, preparing to fire.

CMO_Fielding says:
::notices that five minutes have gone by:: *XO* The Captain remains in stable but critical condition, sir.

OPS_Benson says:
::Stumbles backwards a few steps and bounces off the rear panel back to the OPS console::  XO: Another hit, Sir!  Port nacelle!

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
*CMO*:  Thank you... Hey is that... never mind.

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
OPS:  You're telling me we don't have warp...?

OPS_Benson says:
CTO: Fire at will!

CTO_Webster says:
OPS: Firing! ::blasts full phasers at the enemy ship::

OPS_Benson says:
XO: Affirmative, Sir!  Impulse engines are still functioning and we have thrusters!

CTO_Webster says:
::smiles as the streams of energy tear into the ship, causing major damage::

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
CTO:  Stop firing.  It may be a bit late, but what the hell... Let's try hailing them.

CMO_Fielding says:
<EO_No-Nothing> ::scampers around Engineering pretending he knows what's going on, which he doesn't::

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
::mumbles to self:: Personally, I think that's what we should have done in the first place.

OPS_Benson says:
XO: Dispatching damage control teams, now, Sir.

CTO_Webster says:
::mumbles to self:: They are trying to kill us and he wants me to stop firing:: XO: Aye, sir.  ::takes her finger off the firing icon::

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
OPS:  Thank you.  Have them report to you every ten minutes.

CMO_Fielding says:
<EO_No-Nothing> ::notices broken things and starts fixing them fanatically.  The power couplings and various tubings seem to look a bit funny when he finishes with them, but they at least don't leak...::

Host Captain_Grift says:
::The Captain’s mind wanders to a memory of a meeting on Risa... many years ago.::

CTO_Webster says:
::waits for the XO to have OPS hail the enemy::

OPS_Benson says:
XO: Aye, Sir.

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: You know what?  Maybe you're like Mulder, trapped in your brain.  In which case I say, 'don't trust that stinkin' Cigarette Smoking Man.  He brings you only shadows and dreams.  You got lots of stuff to Work Out here on this... uh... well, okay, not Earth, but in this Universe.

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
OPS:  Hail the Zynques.

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: Hey, you know, you're the first person who ever listened to me about all my theories about the X-Files.  Is that cool, or what?

CMO_Fielding says:
::sighs:: CO: But then again, you're probably unconscious and not hearing any of this at all.

OPS_Benson says:
XO: Aye, Sir.  ::Opens a COM channel to the Zynques:: Channel open, Sir.

CTO_Webster says:
::puts her finger back on the fire icon::

Host Captain_Grift says:
::A familiar melody echoes through the Captain's head again. Dum-daa-dee-daa dum-daaaaa::

OPS_Benson says:
::Thinks: Geeshh....what am I, an octopus?  Reroute power with my left hand, fly the ship with my right hand and open COM channels with my nose!::

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: Still, an unconscious audience is better than no audience, so you'd better stick around, sir.  I haven't even got to the Samantha Mystery yet...

OPS_Benson says:
XO: No response to our hails, Sir.

CTO_Webster says:
XO: I'm ready to fire, sir.

CMO_Fielding says:
::realizes it's been over ten minutes since the last status report::

CMO_Fielding says:
*XO*: I think the Captain may have made a funny noise when I mentioned the Well-Manicured Man, but I could be mistaken... he's still in stable but critical condition, sir.

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
CTO: ::sighs:: Resume firing.

CMO_Fielding says:
<EO_No-Nothing> ::hops up and down and yells for his Chief because HE HAS FIXED SOMETHING!!!  And, from the way it's humming and stuff, it looks to be something IMPORTANT!!!

CTO_Webster says:
::grins:: XO: Aye, sir.  ::presses the icon and watches the energy beams streak away::

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
*CMO*:  Is that good?

OPS_Benson says:
::Hears the order from the XO to resume firing and brings the ship about for a final attack run:: CTO: Coming about for another run!

CMO_Fielding says:
*XO*: Let's put it this way, sir... when I start saying he's unstable and in critical condition, THEN we panic.

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
CTO:  How many of their ships are still operational?

CTO_Webster says:
OPS: As close as you can get without us getting damaged from our own weapons.

OPS_Benson says:
CTO: Got it!  Coming into range, now!  Fire at will!

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
*CMO*: Let's make sure that doesn't happen.  ::manages a slight, but forced grin::

CMO_Fielding says:
*XO*: Sir, I've got the best medicine playing for him right now.   If he doesn't pull through this, none of us will.

CTO_Webster says:
::does a quick assessment of the ships:: XO: Neither have weapons, sir ::Fires at OPS' order::  One is dead in the water, the second still has engines.

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
::thinks about the CMO's last statement for a second::  *CMO*:  Heeeeey.

CTO_Webster says:
::double-checks to make sure she aimed the fire at the ship's engines::

OPS_Benson says:
::Sees an update from the damage control teams:: XO: Damage control reports major damage to both nacelles, minor hull breach on deck 10.  We do not have warp capability at this time.  Impulse power only, Sir.

CMO_Fielding says:
<EO_No-Nothing> CEO: Sir!  SIR!!!  I FIXED SOMETHING!!!

CMO_Fielding says:
<EO_No-Nothing> ::runs around in an ecstasy of Accomplishment::

CMO_Fielding says:
*XO*: Yeah, pretty cool, huh, sir?

Host ACTD_Chris says:
ACTION: The ship explodes in a burst that sends the DJ rocking and causes the other ship to explode as well.

CMO_Fielding says:
*Bridge*: HEY!  Quit that rocking, will you please???  We're trying to watch a nice, relaxing episode of The X-Files down here!!!

OPS_Benson says:
::Lunges backwards into the rear OPS panel::

CTO_Webster says:
::falls to the deck, having not expected the explosion::

Host Captain_Grift says:
:: unconscious body almost rolls off of the biobed as the DJ tremors from the shockwave::

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: Oh, no, YOU don't!

CMO_Fielding says:
::catches the CO before he misses the good bit where Mulder tells Scully that she was his touchstone::

OPS_Benson says:
::Stumbles back to the main OPS panel::

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
OPS:  I want a full damage report ASAP.

CTO_Webster says:
::gets up and checks weapons and shields, not noticing the blood running down her face::

OPS_Benson says:
::Thinks: Again?:: XO: Aye, Sir.  ::Takes a deep breath:: Damage control reports major damage to both nacelles, minor hull breach on deck 10.  We do not have warp capability at this time.  Impulse power only, Sir.

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: Listen, sir, I don't care if you outrank me or not, I don't care if you're unconscious or not, you are NOT going to try to miss another of those X-Files Kodak Moments again!!!  Understood?!

CTO_Webster says:
XO: Sir, weapon systems are offline, but shields are holding.

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: So I wanna know something.  If I didn't catch you, would you REALLY have let yourself fall splat to the floor?

OPS_Benson says:
XO: Sir, should I continue flying in circles or would you prefer "all stop"?

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: On second thought, don't answer that.  If you say 'yes,' I'll have to forfeit my license as a psychiatrist.

CTO_Webster says:
XO: Sir, now that we have disabled, err…, destroyed the vessels, perhaps we should check on the planet's inhabitants.

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
OPS:  Yes, all stop would be nice.  CTO: And yes.

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: Say, sir, you've been spending a lot of time with that red-shirted lady from another ship.  A friend of yours?

OPS_Benson says:
XO: Acknowledge, all stop!  ::Brings the DJ to a gentle halt and "parks it"::

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
OPS:  Hail the government of Dyson.

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: Humph, ask for a deathbed confession, and I get nothin'.  I'll have to turn in my pastoral license, too.  ...just kidding, sir, I don't have a pastoral license.

CTO_Webster says:
::comms Rolen and tells him to get an emergency team ready::

Host Captain_Grift says:
::stirs slightly:: CMO: Ser... Serena?

OPS_Benson says:
::Taps the console opening a channel to Dyson:: COM: Dyson: This is the USS Don Johnson, please respond.

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: Sorry, sir, April.  Is Serena the lovely lady in the red shirt who visits you from time to time, sir?

Gov_Kissem says:
@COM:DJ: Hello? I can hear you, can you hear me? This is Governor Kissem. Come in please.

CTO_Webster says:
XO: Tactical emergency teams standing by, sir.

CMO_Fielding says:
::wonders why, after a run-through of the Ten Best X-Files, the Captain should stir after mention of some red-shirted lady who doesn't even serve on the ship::

Host Captain_Grift says:
::tries to open his eyes, but the bright lights of sickbay force him to close them again::

OPS_Benson says:
COM: Dyson: Gov. Kissem: We read you governor, please hold for Commander Sanders.  XO: You're on, Sir.  I have Gov. Kissem on the line.

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
COM: Gov Kissem: Governor, is everything all right down there?

Host Captain_Grift says:
CMO: Is she here?

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: Glad to see you're awake, sir.  Is the light too bright for you?

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: No, sir.  Would you like a comm. panel?  Perhaps you can call her.

Host Captain_Grift says:
::Reaches up to touch the back of his head, where his wound is.:: CMO: I have the worst headache...

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: Um, yes, sir.  Please don't touch that.  You'll regret it for the next four months if you do.

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: You hit it pretty hard, sir.  

OPS_Benson says:
XO: Audio only, Sir.  The view-screen is offline.

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: You can have some Advil if you like... unless you're allergic, of course.

Host Captain_Grift says:
CMO: Ship... out of danger?

Gov_Kissem says:
@COM: DJ: I can barely read you. We've taken a lot of damage, but I think we  are alright. Can you lend us a hand? We do have some causalities.

CTO_Webster says:
*CMO*: April, you might want to prepare some med teams for an away mission.

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: Yes.  You were right, sir.

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
COM: Gov Kissem:  We have casualties of our own, Governor, but we'd be glad to assist you in any way we can.

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: I'd say you saved us all, but I heard from the grapevines that we destroyed the ships, so, I can't.

OPS_Benson says:
XO: I will boost the gain on the comm.....::Taps the console adjusting the gain on the communication signal, attempting to clear up the reception::

CMO_Fielding says:
*CTO*: Um, okay, sir.

CTO_Webster says:
::Rolls her eyes as someone else called her sir::

Gov_Kissem says:
@COM:DJ: Understood. What about those ships? Have they been dealt with?

Host Captain_Grift says:
::tries to sit up... without any success::

CMO_Fielding says:
Hyde: Get your sorry butt over here with your cross-trained medics and go rescue the Universe!

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
COM: Gov Kissem:  I don't think you'll be hearing from them again.

CMO_Fielding says:
<Hyde> ::with severe case of Sarcasm:: CMO: Aye, SIR.

CMO_Fielding says:
<Hyde> ::stomps off to find his troops::

CTO_Webster says:
<Rolen> ::enters the transporter room with his teams, ready to save the day::

Gov_Kissem says:
@:;sighs:: COM: DJ: Thank you Commander. My people owe you and your ship a great debt.

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: Um, sir, here's a comm. panel.

CMO_Fielding says:
::pushes the panel over::

CMO_Fielding says:
::...which fits nicely over the biobed::

Host Captain_Grift says:
CMO: I've got to get to the bridge...

OPS_Benson says:
::Sees a message from the damage control teams on her console and replies.  "I don't care if you are short, get it done!"::

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
COM: Gov Kissem:  That's what we're here for, Governor.  DJ out.

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: I don't think so, sir.  Not with that head wound, and certainly not with your inner ear looking the way it does.

CTO_Webster says:
XO: Shall I lead the away team, sir?

CMO_Fielding says:
<EO_No-Nothing> ::runs around like a maniac fixing things!:: To anyone within earshot: I can do it!  I CAN DO IT!!!  I'm FIXING stuff!!!

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: Here, sir.  Call your friend.  The Bridge will wait.

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
CTO:  Yes, but coordinate with Doctor Fielding.  You should bring down a medical team.  Whatever she can spare.

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: The good of the one outweighs the good of the many.  At least, as far as you're concerned, sir.

CTO_Webster says:
XO: I've already contacted her about that, sir.  I'll also bring some engineers.

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
::nods::

CTO_Webster says:
*EO_No-Nothin*: Get a few engineers together and meet me in transporter room 2.

Host Captain_Grift says:
CMO: I wouldn't want her to see me like this, Doctor.

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
OPS:  You have the bridge.  ::heads to a TL::

CTO_Webster says:
*CMO*: Tell whoever is going to Dyson to meet me in Transporter Room 2.

OPS_Benson says:
::Raises an eyebrow:: XO: Aye, Sir.

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: Audio only, then, sir.  Tell her there's lots of interference.  You know, from the enemy ship debris and all.

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
::barks an order to the turbo lift and moments later, exits::

CMO_Fielding says:
*CTO*: Aye, sir.  Treat him like the scum he is.

Host Captain_Grift says:
CMO: Dr Fielding?

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
::enters sickbay::

CTO_Webster says:
::heads to transporter room 2::

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: Yes, Captain?

Host Captain_Grift says:
CMO: I have this strange desire to tell you the truth is out there.... and I don't know why.

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
CMO:  How is....  ::notices the captain::

CMO_Fielding says:
CO: I think maybe the truth is in YOU, sir.

Host XO_Torgh_Sanders says:
CO:  You're awake!

CTO_Webster says:
::enters TR2 and sees everyone there but No-Nothing:: *EO_No-Nothing*: We are waiting for you.

CMO_Fielding says:
<EO_No-Nothing> *CTO*: ::all Excited... his First mission!!!:: Aye, sir!  Coming RIGHT NOW, sir!!!!  ::runs down the hallway::

Host Captain_Grift says:
::grimaces in pain as he turns his head to look at the XO:: XO: How is the ship? The crew?

OPS_Benson says:
::Motions to one of the other qualified OPS officers to take the OPS station:: Relief OPS: And don't touch that button!  ::Moves to the center chair and plops her butt down::

CMO_Fielding says:
<EO-No-Nothing> ::...and skids into the TR::

Host ACTD_Chris says:
<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<End Mission>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Host ACTD_Chris says:
The crew of the DJ help the planet recover. The engineering department repair everything and the DJ goes to it's next destination.