Transporter Accidents

Transport

" Malcolm anytime now, would be great" Trip spoke over the communicater. 
" This temperature will kill us in approximately
10.7 minutes Mr. Reed. So The commander's statement was preferable" T'pol spoke with her Vulcan patience wearing thin.
" Okay, okay, almost done. Ahh! Got it. Okay ready to leave" Malcolm spoke back.
"More than ready" Trip shook in the harsh winter winds of the planet.
Blue flickers surrounded both the commanders
And they dematerialised.
It felt like seconds to T'pol and Trip but to everybody else it had been an hour. The pattern buffer had a very hard time recovering their patterns and separating them.
They rematerialised, safe and sound , a little disorientated but physically fine.
They stepped off transporter pad to faces of pure shock. Trip quickly started padding down his body to check he had all body parts. He turned to T'pol, she seem Vulcan enough.
He was confused on why they were staring until he heard a loud, sharp cry behind him.
He turned to see a naked toddler, sitting on the transporter pad. The child faced scrunched her face and sobbed.
" Malcolm, why is there a baby on the transporter pad?" The captain screamed.

" Sir, the pattern buffer had a hard time differentiating the bio matter from each other and by this result , I'm guessing it duplicated than merged and then the pattern buffer separated their bio matter correctly, leaving behind the merged piece and the separate ones" Malcolm explained.
" You guess?"
" Sir, this has never happened before" Malcolm stuttered.
The crying was getting increasingly loud by the second and it was getting more and more strangled.
Trip stepped forward towards the transporter pad. " Trip , stay away from the pad "
" Why?"
" Because we don't know what she is or what could happen if you touch her "
" She a baby and she crying, not to mention she wearing nothing and that transporter pad has to be freezing " He stepped closer to the child.
" Commander that's an order"
" Well that's an order , I'm going to have to break " Trip said taking off his jacket and wrapping the child in it, bringing her close to his chest. Immediately she stopped crying and settled upon his chest.
" Okay , T'pol , Trip , you two are in charge of the kid. And Commander, disobey an direct order again and you'll find the brigs permanent quarters."
" Aye, Captain."
" Captain , may I ask why we are caring for the child" T'pol asked.
" Because everybody else will be working out why this happened and making sure it doesn't happen again " John stated, staring straight at Malcolm.
" Now , all of you , down to sick bay and don't leave until Phlox says it's appropriate, that's an order and I expect you to follow it" he said eyeing Trip.
By the time they got to sick bay , they had many stares from on coming crewmen and the child fallen asleep.
The doors of sick bay open with the usual swish  to reveal an over exited Doctor.
" welcome , welcome , take a bio bed"
Trip put the bundle of star fleet jacket down on a bio bed and gentle coax his hand from under the small form.
The doctor scanned , poked and prodded all three patients and found nothing wrong. no missing molecules, not molecular break down, all were in good health.
T'pol hadn't even looked at the small child that lay asleep on the main bio bed.
" Dr. Phlox , can you show me the child's DNA structure"
" Well of course " he said displaying the data.
He pointed out which was what and who they came from.
" Biology speaking she yours and Commander Tuckers child"
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What will happen next!!