A/N: I've been watching (yet again) TnT video's on youtube…I'd make one, but I have no clips :'( I've decided to attempt at writing another TnT fic. Don't be surprised if it becomes an absolute fail. I have a tendency to let my stories become fails -_-

She was used to being alone. Her nurse came to see her four times a day, to bring her food, and then take away the tray, and she'd see the men with guns outside of her window, but that was it. She had no name, but was called One. She had never understood this, considering she was three years old, but thought that she had been named that when she was one, and it must have been too much trouble to change her name every year. She didn't like her name, and often asked her nurse to call her Pixie, because of her ears.

She never did.

One tucked her mousy hair behind her pointy ears, and continued to look at her book. It was called 'Alice in Wonderland', and it was about a girl called Alice in a magic place with a Cheshire cat, a mad hatter, and a white rabbit. What One liked about it the most was that it had lots of pictures. The Cheshire cat looked a bit scary with its manic smile, and One wondered if all cats looked that way.

A buzz sounded at the big, metal door, and it opened. Her nurse walked into the room, and smiled at One, "Good evening, One."

"Good evening, Julia." One replied in her sweet and adorable voice.

Julia caught a glimpse of the book One was holding between her petite fingers, "Alice in Wonderland?" One nodded, "That's a very good book. I read it myself as a child, but I was a little older than you."

"Is it a happy ending?"

Julia smiled to her, "All stories have happy endings." She placed the tray of food onto her table, and motioned for One to sit down, "Come on and eat your dinner. It's your favourite."

"Lasagne?" One asked, a smile playing on her lips.

"That is your favourite is it not?" Julia raised her eyebrow at One.

One nodded exuberantly, closed 'Alice in Wonderland', put it on her bed, and sat on the uncomfortable metal chair in front of her dinner. "Thank you, Julia."

"You're welcome. Now eat up, I'll be back in half an hour to take the tray away and take you for your shower." And then she left, leaving One alone again. One couldn't help but think, would her life always be this way? She may have only been three, but she had the intellectual levels of a child of eleven on Terra, and a child of seven on Vulcan. That was a plus about being half-and-half. And the ears.

She loved her ears.

=A=

T'Pol opened her eyes to the sound of her daughter whimpering in her Moses basket beside her bed. Sitting up, T'Pol could tell that T'Keira was sleeping soundly, and she pondered for a moment as to who the person who had whimpered could be. It had sounded so much like her three months old daughter, but knowing that it could not have been her, T'Pol tied her dressing gown around herself, and stood up.

She looked around the room for a moment, her eyes lingering on both her daughter and her husband, and then silently walked to the door. Popping her head out, she expected to see people walking about the corridor, but to her shock, there was nobody. Not a single person.

Well, it was the graveyard shift, and less people worked on that shift for some reason. T'Pol shook her head and went back to bed. She was overtired, caring for T'Keira during the day, and trying to sleep through her cries during the night.

"What's up?" Trip asked her, wrapping his strong arms around her slim body.

"I thought I heard something." She replied, and leant herself into Trip's body, "It was nothing."

Trip kissed the back of her head, "Try and sleep. She might sleep through the entire night tonight."

"Perhaps…" As if to jinx what they had said, T'Keira burst into violent cries, and both parents groaned. "Not."

=A=

Julia Stiles listened to what Paxton was telling his most trusted follower.

"The girl is getting to be an annoyance. We've dealt with it for three years, waiting to reveal it to the universe, and it was all for nothing. We are wasting resources on the Hybrid. She is of no use now. Kill it."

Julia covered her mouth with her hands to stop herself from screaming.

"When?"

"Not today, that dratted Stiles woman would cause too much trouble. Tomorrow. 09:00 hours. Kill it however you please, but make sure it's dead."

"What about Two, Three and Four?"

Paxton was silent a moment, "They may prove to be useful for us. Leave them alone."

Julia edged her way down the corridor, then walked in a brisk pace – as to not look suspicious – to One's room. She buzzed in, and opened the door. One was sitting on her bed, reading 'Alice in Wonderland' again. It was an old copy, and many of the pages were loose and nearly falling out.

She was dressed in a toga style white dress, and had little ballet flats on her tiny feet. She looked up, "Has it been half an hour already?" One asked.

"No…no. One, put your jumper on. We have to go." Julia was frantic, and quickly got One's jumper from her closet, and held it out for One to put her arms through. As soon as she had, Julia grabbed One's hand, and pulled her out of the room.

One had her book in her spare hand, and was running to keep up with Julia, "Julia, w-where are we going?"

"On a trip."

"Like Alice?" One gasped, and smiled.

"Just like Alice." She took One around a corner. Then another, and another, until they reached a wall with three round doors in. She opened the middle one, and pushed One in, then climbed in herself.

The shuttle that they got into wasn't even really a shuttle, more an escape pod. It was rounded at the bottom, and narrowed to the top. Julia closed the small hatch behind them, and spun the lock. "Julia, I'm scared." One said quietly, and nibbled at her pink lips.

"Hey, don't worry. We'll be out of this place soon, don't you worry." Julia then did something she hadn't done since One was a baby. She gave her a hug. Julia pressed a few buttons, and pulled a lever, and then they were off. Flying off of Mars, and into space… to Enterprise.

A/N: Well, chapter one is completed. If people like this, then I'll carry on. If not, it can stand alone as a one-shot. Either way, this is fun to write, and I'm hoping I can do this chapter honour by making an even better second chapter.