AN- So I've rewritten this story and re-uploaded it because there were some things that I'm not happy with and have wanted to change for a while but I've finally gotten around to it. Please enjoy the updated version of A New Voice.

Chapter 1: Approached

A young girl of fourteen sat in her science class watching in awe as her teacher explained all about the universe and its complexity. Her brown hair slid in front of her eyes for the umpteenth time that day, she wasn't too surprised because she was redirecting her attention from her lecturing teacher and her notes. She was startled to find that her teacher had stopped mid-sentence because of a knock on the door, he usually carried on talking and talking until he had finished. He walked to the door that the girl sat right in front of and started talking to the three people in dress blues standing right outside his classroom.

"I'm sorry to interrupt, we were wondering if we could take up a few minutes of your class time to see if your students can figure out a problem. We have spent the past hour going round all of the classes but nobody has worked it out." The woman sounded different, foreign. After a few seconds of reflection she worked out that the woman was American.

"Well, you could but I'm in the middle of a lecture, we've just started on astrophysics and I don't want them to completely forget about what I've told them." Her teacher replied, he was deadly serious but the woman wouldn't back down.

"Well, it's a good job that I'm a major in astrophysics. Would you mind if I heard the rest of your lecture before I address the class?" She was going to get her own way no matter what.

Her teacher beckoned them in and turned to the student by the door. "Hastings, you're going to have to share the bench with our guest for a bit. Is that OK?" He didn't let her answer but told the woman to sit next to her.

As she continued to write her notes, a blonde woman sat down next to her looking at the student with deep blue eyes. "So, do you enjoy astrophysics?" she was talking in the middle of the lecture! That was a serious risk, even if she was more important and smarter than the teacher; he wouldn't let an interruption like that go unpunished, usually.

The student hesitated for a second when she replied. "Yeah, I love it. I've written a paper on my views and theories on wormhole physics but everybody said that I was too young for anyone to take it seriously." The student went back to note taking when the woman replied.

"You know that your teacher was wrong about one thing." She paused as the student started muttering to herself. "What's wrong?"

"It's just that, he's never wrong. I didn't even notice until you said that." The student suddenly threw her hand up to the dislike of her teacher. He simply nodded to her and she addressed the class and her teacher. "You said that the Milky Way was the biggest galaxy in the universe but the galaxy IC 1101 is the biggest." She silently placed her hand by her side and looked down at her notes. Her teacher had a scowl on his face.

"She is right; we observed it only last month." The woman informed him. The teacher was not happy but he wasn't going to say anything.

"I guess we'd better get your problem solved before you correct my whole lecture." He retreated to the back of the classroom muttering to his self.

The woman stood at the front of the class and started to talk. "Alright, my name is Colonel Samantha Carter from the US Air Force and I have been sent to see if anyone can solve this problem." She placed her memory stick into the computer and a single photo came onto the board. It was of a night sky full of stars. "Let's pretend that an enemy aircraft was in a geo stationary orbit but we didn't know where, how would you find it?" the whole class was silent, the Colonel turned to look at the student she had sat next to, to see her frantically scribbling on her paper.

Just before the colonel had started to speak the student's hand tore into the air, much to Sam's delight. "Ok then, what's your idea of a solution?"

The student started to speak quite shyly at first but gained confidence to repeat herself, so everyone could hear. "Erm, you could use an infra-red light filter to detect the energy being given off by the aircraft's engines." The student retreated to the sanctuary of her seat as the military woman stared in shock.

"Wow, that's a much simpler solution than I would have come up with. What's your name?" the woman was looking directly at the student. When the mysterious student lifted her head to speak; the colonel saw that the student had bright blue eyes just like hers.

"My name is Isabel." The student looked a little bewildered at the fact that she was being appreciated for once.

"Well then Isabel, do you mind if I took a look at that paper with you?" After her comment, she saw that Isabel's eyes were full of disbelief. "If that's ok with your teacher of course?" The colonel looked toward the teacher in the back of the class with a hopeful smile on her face.

"That would be fine since she knows more about this subject than me. Hastings, bring me your planner so I can write a note in it." As she carried out his request the whole classroom was silent in shock and disbelief. "Off you go, and take your stuff with you. I'll give Katie your homework sheet if you're not back in time."

Isabel returned to her chair and hastily grabbed her bad, throwing her belongings into it carelessly. She turned to Katie and gave her quick thanks and left the room with the air force officers. "Where are we going?" the student asked.

"I'm going to take you to the staff room so we can have a look at that paper. Do you have it with you?" the woman sounded really eager to see it.

"Yeah, I do." The student answered simply as he was led by the colonel to the staff room.

"I guess you're wondering why we came to schools in England to pitch this problem to, or more specifically ninth graders, year tens. Well, it's because we needed a fresh pair of eyes for theoretical astrophysics problems. Now, let's see that paper." Sam observed the paper for several minutes as a grin broadened on her face. "This is amazing; you have detailed every possibility and accounted for any variation that would require you to assume something. This is phenomenal! I need to contact my superiors right away. Major, can you give me the radio?"

"Here you are Colonel. It's on a secure frequency. Should she stay or should I take her back to her lesson?" One of the silent men asked her.

"You'd better take her back to class; she isn't cleared to know about this conversation." She turned to look at Isabel with guilt on her face. "I really love what you've written but I need to get this to my superiors right away." 'This' meaning her wormhole physics paper. "Here, this is my card and the number to contact me at my post. Luckily for you I work in deep space radar telemetry. It was great to meet you."

"It was great to meet you too ma'am." Isabel replied a little melancholy but respectfully. "Thank you for looking at my paper. When I finish some of my other work I'll send it to you."

"I look forward to seeing it." The colonel replied. With that Isabel was ferried out of the room by the Major. "Oh, Major Davis. When you get back to DC tell the board about the paper, I'll fax it to them."

"You won't be accompanying us?" Major Davis asked quizzically.

"No, I need to get back as soon as possible but you need to speak to the Prime Minister." The door was closed but it didn't stop Isabel from hearing a high pitched humming sound. Turning around she saw a bright white light leak through the bottom of the door to the displeasure of Major Davis. "Sorry." She apologised simply as she was forced back down the hallways to her classroom, thinking it would be best if she tried to forget what she had just seen.