Starfleet Command:
Meanwhile, somewhere in the bowels of the ship...
Slowly, Parry-Jones opened her eyes. A splitting pain throbbed through her skull, mollified only by the dim lighting. As she came around, she realized her movements were restrained. Glancing about, she quickly realized she was inside a Jeffries tube, somewhere in Engineering by the markings.
In front of her was a boxy device with a hand phaser strapped to it with medical tape. And counting down, a timer, reading 0:31.33 in digital detail...
Just then, a security officer frog-walked into the junction, phaser at the ready, hand beacon darting light across the captain's eyes.
"Captain?!" Stirling exclaimed.
"Hang on, ma'am. I'll get you out of there as soon as I can."
Sliding his phaser back into place, he flipped open his communicator with a chirp.
"Bridge, this is Stirling. I've found the captain, over," he said.