Manifest Destiny - Chapter 1

I’d just as soon skip my name for now, if you don’t mind. It’s enough to know that I was out with my boyfriend. We were going out to Mystic—that’s in Connecticut, you know.” I nodded both to show I knew and that I wanted her to continue. “My boyfriend gambles, or maybe I should say gambled, because I’m sure he’s dead. He owed a fortune to these gangsters and he had no way to pay them. We were in the middle of the Sound when a speedboat caught up with us. They forced their way on board and locked me in one of the cabins. Then I heard shooting—lots of shooting—and about twenty minutes later I saw water coming into the cabin. Luckily, there was a fire extinguisher, a big one, in with me. I swung it at the door and eventually broke the lock. By then the water was up to my ankles and the boat was tilting. It was all I could do to climb up to the front hatch. I climbed out onto the bow and waited…and waited. It was dark and there was no sign of the other boat. I couldn’t look for my boyfriend—the boat was mostly underwater. All I remember is how cold I was. Then you came. Thanks for saving me. I really appreciate it. Boy—does that sound lame.”
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Fire glanced at him. ”Are you sure that's a good idea?” Jericho smiled at her. ”Trust me. We had the same problem on my old ship. A BTL-401 engine might be rugged, but it's not terribly efficient at converting the plasma, so rarely, a buildup of matter occurs in the conductors.” Fire shrugged, opening a channel to the bridge, telling the captain of the plan. The ship shuddered as they dropped out of warp. ”Here goes” she said to herself as the engine groaned and complained under the pressure of the rapidly changing directions of the heating plasma. With no coolant going to it, they ran the risk of overheating the whole thing, causing a collapse of the containment field. Jericho was counting down the time until they had to turn the coolant back on again. ”Fire her up!” he yelled over the noise of the plasma conductors and relays being rapidly filled and emptied. The engine spun back into life, rotating faster than before. Fire opened a channel to the bridge again, telling them the job was done. ”Warp 4... warp 5.... warp 7...” Jericho heard over the intercom. He smirked to himself, silently congratulating himself on a job well done. Fire turned to him and gave him a bug hug, even though she was nearly a whole head shorter than he. ”You just saved all our asses! Dinner's on me!” she exclaimed before she was distracted again with another engineering problem. Jericho laughed at her mannerism, before continuing on his duties.