1.
The Starship Enterprise was involved in a minor skirmish with a renegade Romulan vessel. Fortunaately, there were no casualties, but there were 25 wounded.
One of them was Ensign Qoyana Klix. She fell against a computer, getting a concussion. Dr Crusher treated her physical symptoms, but not her mental ones; she developed a memory loss.
"Her memory might come back in a few days, or it might not come back at all," Beverly said sadly to Picard. "Starbase X-11 has advanced medical equipment that might help her."
"But we can't go there for at least the next week," he said, also sadly.
For the time being, Ensign Klix was placed on medical leave with pay.
2.
Qoy received a visitor in her quarters, one day.
"Hello, Qoy," he said.
"Hello. Who are you?"
"I am Head Science Officer Data."
"Data. . . Aren't we supposed to be lovers?"
"We are. . . love partners."
She laughed. "But you're a mechanical man!"
"I am an android, yes."
"Forgive me for laughing at you."
"It is all right. I have come to assist you in regaining your memories, if I can."
"I don't know if you can. I saw my parents via Starskype yesterday, but I couldn't remember them." She sobbed. "It's bad to lose your memory."
He walked over to her. "Look closely at me, Qoy. Do you remember anything about me?"
She stared at him. "You're a very handsome man, Data."
"Thank you, Qoy."
She continued looking. "I can sense something. . . But I'm not sure. I also felt a little something when I saw my parents. But I wasn't quite sure of that, either."
"That is a start. Perhaps if I describe an incident between us, that will jar your memory."
"OK."
"One day, you and I walked in the arboretum, on board the ship. We waded barefoot in the creek that is there. You stepped on a pebble, lost your balance, and fell in the water, with your uniform on. I assisted you, also getting wet."
She thought for a bit. "That sounds fun! But no, I can't remember it."
"Too bad. I have another idea: Lie on your bed."
"All right."
She lied down on the bed. He went over to her feet and took her socks off. Then he began rubbing her feet.
"That feels nice, Data."
"Thank you. I used to massage your feet quite frequently. Does this stir your memories?"
"No. But please continue doing it."
"All right."
He continued for a couple minutes. At one point, he pressed down on a spot on her right sole. This caused her to cry out.
"Did I hurt you? I am sorry."
"It's not that, Data. I think I'm remembering something! Do that some more, please?"
"All right."
He pressed down on that spot again, and the one on her left foot also. She let out a shriek.
"My memories-they're coming back, now!"
"Are you sure, Qoy?"
"Yes-oh, Data!"
She got up and hugged him. They kissed.
She was given an extra day to recover, then she came back on duty. Data was given a special commendation for his assistance.