Lister was bored. He sat staring at Cat's book, the one which made him out to be God. He still couldn't get over the fact that a now dead species of cat-people revered him as a deity. He leafed through the pages barely looking at the pictures, until he noticed two pages were stuck together. "Never noticed that before." he said to himself as he begun to pry the pages apart. There was a new picture there, a picture of a woman-also in stasis, looking quite upset.
"Hol?" Lister said to the screen on the wall.
"Yes, Dave." Holly's face came up on the screen.
"Who's this?" Lister asked and held the book up to Holly's face.
"That's a book, Dave." Holly said calmly, though his eyes darted to the side.
"Not what's this! WHO'S this?" Lister pointed at the upset looking woman.
"I cannot answer at this time." Holly said thinking quickly. "My internal sensors are being upgraded."
"I don't buy that." Lister said and jumped off his bunk. He put his nose to the page.
"Moriah Smitts," he said as he sniffed the title below the picture. "Hol, who is Moriah Smitts?"
"It's Myra Smith, actually." Holly replied.
"Well, who is she?!" Lister said and began sniffing again on the opposite page.
"She was on board before the radiation leak…" Holly was cut off by Lister reading the text.
"This fearsome deity knows all your weaknesses and will punish those who betray God." Lister took his nose back from the page. "What's that about?"
"What's going on in here?" It was the holographic image of Arnold Rimmer.
"Finding out who this is."
"She looks in a state." Rimmer said looking at the drawing.
"She was." Holly replied.
"Think you got some explaining to do." Lister said to Holly.
"Oh, alright." Holly said. "She was on the ship…"
"I don't remember her." Lister said.
"Nor I." Rimmer butted in.
"You want the story or not?" Holly said, before continuing. "She was a civilian. A geologist sent to study certain rock formations in the Glatz nebula. Only, when we got there the Captain wouldn't stop to let her do her research. She had been brought out here for nothing. I felt for her, I really did."
"You felt for her?" Rimmer's eyebrow raised.
"She used to talk to me when she did her work." Holly said shyly.
"What would she say?" Lister asked.
"Deep philosophical stuff," Holly smiled to himself. "Like, 'What'S the square root of two hundred and sixty five? It was beautiful." Holly waited a moment before continuing. "When the Captain refused to let her do her work she borrowed one of the skiffs to go anyway. She was caught, brought back, and put in stasis, where she remains now."
"Why did you never tell me about her?" Lister asked.
"You never asked."
"I think you have a little crush, Holly." Rimmer said with a cocky smile.
"I thought about her everyday for the last three million years-Yes, I suppose that could be considered a little crush."
"So, why not just wake her up-like you did me?" Lister asked.
"Its complicated." Holly replied. "At first it was the radiation threat-then, as time moved on I started to wonder. What if she blames me for being caught? Or worse, what if she doesn't remember me at all?"
"To her it will be like no time has passed at all. Besides, It can't be that bad. Now she has her whole life to study the Glatz nebula." Lister smiled. "If it still exists.
"If we can find it again." Rimmer added.
"Besides think of all the new nebulas she can explore-or would that be nebuli?"
"I suppose." Holly said begrudgingly.
"So this is it?" Lister asked as he stood outside the large grey metal door.
"Detention Bay FOUR Cell 3." Holly's voice confirmed. "How those words have rung in my head these past years."
"C'mon Hol," Lister sighed.
"I can't wait to see her again. She's got a timeless beauty."
"Yea well, open 'er up." Lister added. "Let's see this woman of your dreams."
"Give us a minute. This is a big moment." Holly said then paused. "Alright…its open."
The door clicked open and widened by itself. Lister saw her, the girl, Myra. She looked mad alright, the picture had done her justice.
"And if you think for one second you're going to leave me in here for 19 months!" She stopped short and looked at Lister. "Who are you?"
"I'm Lister." he swiped his hands on his pants and offered it to her to shake. She took it reluctantly.
"Well, Lister. You can tell your Captain that if he thinks he can get away with this nonsense…"
"There's no Captain to tell. They're all dead."
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