“What is it doing?” Perez asked with her hands on her hips as she listened to the report from Jines. 

“Besides sitting in orbit and not moving?” Jines stated, “It’s emitting a low-level chroniton field that is interfering with the transporter relay.”

“Can you disable the field?” Perez questioned. 

“No, I’ve tried firing a phaser shot at the ship, especially seeing as it is as small as our runabout, but the chroniton field is a by-product of their temporal phase shifter technology,” Jines replied. 

Perez was standing at the aft part of the Themis’ bridge with Abbej as they listened to Jines talk to them from the runabout and update them on their latest issue. The additional Krenim ship that now sat in orbit of Bajor posed a threat not only to their attempts to get back to their timeline but also to Bajor itself. The captain had already briefed them that this tiny ship would somehow stop the Cardassian invasion fleet; how they did not know. If the Krenim ship succeeded, it could alter the course of history and the fate of Bajor. 

Abbej appeared confused by Jines’ latest statement when she replied. “Decter, what do you mean by their temporal phase shifter technology?”

“The ship appears to be in a state of temporal flux. It’s not in sync with our timeframe,” Jines replied. “Just like their torpedoes.”

Perez sighed at hearing that. Rubbing her face, she had been working for ages to get the ship repaired, and now they were faced with this new problem. The captain and the away team were tracking Doctor Irlina on the planet’s surface and were tasked with dealing with the Krenim ship that had appeared from nowhere. 

Suddenly, realisation then hit Abbej. “That’s how they plan to stop the Cardassian invasion fleet.”

Abbej looked at the chief engineer. The Boslic chief science officer appeared even more confused. “Elaborate, Ramona.”

“It’s a small ship in temporal flux, right?” Perez asked without wanting an answer, “which means it can phase shift through each Cardassian ship, drop some sort of explosive next to their engines, move out and then bam boom boom, bye-bye Cardassian fleet.”

Abbej caught onto Perez’s thinking straight away. “The Cardassians wouldn’t even see them coming.”

“Not unless we warn them,” Jines suggested.

“Absolutely not, Decter, that’s a clear violation of the temporal prime directive,” Perez said. “We need to deal with that small ship now so we can beam the last parts of that debris back to us and allow history to follow its own path.”

“So we need to force it out of temporal flux and into the normal space-time continuum,” Abbej added.

Perez nodded. 

“Anti-chronitons,” Jines shouted over the channel. “If we flood the area the ship is sitting around with anti-chronitons, it should cancel the chroniton field they are currently creating.”

  “Yes, Decter!” Abbej agreed. “However, the amount of anti-chronitons we flood them with needs to be more than what they’re sending out to be the most effective.”

“My runabout can’t do that. We would need the Themis to do that,” Jines remarked.

“We’re still repairing the ship,” Abbej said, a hint of frustration coming out.

Crossing her arms against her chest, Perez shook her head. “Only half of it,” she replied. “The stardrive section is still under repair; the saucer section is pretty much there.”

Abbej looked at her. “Are you suggesting we separate the ship?”

Perez shrugged her shoulders. “Do we have any other choice right now?” She took a deep sigh. She was the senior most officer on the ship with the others off the ship. She looked over to the helm. “Mister Andar, prepare to separate the ship and get yourself to the battle bridge; you’re taking command of the stardrive section.”

The Phylosian acknowledged her orders with a simple nod to their head. 

“Abbej, fancy joining me in the secondary deflector control to make some modifications? We need to enhance the deflector’s capabilities to generate the required amount of anti-chronitons,” Perez explained.

“Sounds like fun!” Abbej remarked. 

“Decter, continue to monitor the Krenim ship until we get to you,” Perez ordered.

“Aye, ma’am,” Jines replied.

Perez then walked around to the captain’s seat and entered the command codes in the armchair’s console to begin saucer separation. Looking up Lenjir’s deputy, who was at tactical, Perez ordered them to modify the saucer’s shields to ensure they were not picked up by anyone else on any sensors. Turning around, she looked over to the main screen; Perez just hoped what they had planned would work. Taking in one deep breath, she looked over to Abbej. 

“Shall we do make some magic to annoy some Krenim?” Abbej asked Perez.

Abbej nodded. “Let’s do it,” She replied with a smirk before following the chief science officer to the nearest turbolift. Their plan had to work; otherwise, Perez didn’t know what else they would do.