Asleep. She must be asleep. They were investigating that super creepy psycho and she fell asleep on her keyboard. Any minute now she was going to wake up to the dulcet tones of Morgan teasing her about the imprint on her face. She might even forgive him if he brought her coffee and told her how brilliant she was.

There was clearly no other explanation for the fact that she appeared to be on some kind of ship that was definitely not current technology. "Hello?" Noticing what appeared to be a communicator on her wrist, she pushed the button and pulled a Buzz Lightyear, looking side to side as she whispered "There seems to be no sign of intelligent life anywhere."