"May I help you?"

Kerry looked around the biggest room she'd come upon so far. "Hmm...bet that you work in..." she looked at the plate with the name of the room on it, "Astrometrics because other than the Medical Facilities, and I assume, the Bridge, it is the damn biggest room on the ship. By the way... who are you?"

"I am Seven of Nine. A former Borg drone. Do not be alarmed, I am not part of the Collective any longer."

Kerry closed her eyes as she spoke, "Seven... I have no idea who Borg are. So, no, I'm not alarmed. But I do have a question." Seven cocked her head to one side, "How do you stand in those heels."

Seven looked down and back up to Kerry's face, "I have indeed been considering changing my foot attire to... I believe they are called sneakers..., or standard Starfleet issue boots."

Kerry nodded, "Go with the sneakers Seven. Starfleet Boots are the epitome of evil."

Seven tilted her head to one side, "I thought that you had no memory of Starfleet or your life before the coma?"

Kerry made a face, "They come in flashes. Let's see, I've relived loosing my virginity. That one wasn't too bad. And also the first time I got drunk on Romulan Ale. That one was kinda bad. Now all I have to do is remember what the hell Romulan Ale is."

Seven shifted into information mode, "The Romulans are an off shoot of the Vulcans. They bleed green blood, have pointed ears, are devious, and are one of the larger races in the Alpha Quadrant."

Kerry frowned and looked around, "Is there somewhere to sit in this place?"

Seven gestured to the stairs, "In this room I spend most of my time standing."

Kerry nodded and sat on the platform in front of the large screen. "You said these green blooded, pointy eared, devious fellows live in the Alpha Quadrant, and Kath said something about Voyager our... ship," Seven nodded and Kerry continued, "being in the Delta Quadrant? So I'm going to go out on a limb and guess that there are Beta and Gamma Quadrants?"

Seven nodded, "If you wish I could make you a PADD with a brief, as brief as it can be, summary of..." Seven was at a loss for words, a definite rare
occurrence, "...everything."

Kerry started at the basics, "PADD?"

"Personal access display device." Seven held up the PADD that she was looking at and Kerry nodded her understanding. A few minutes later Seven handed two PADDs to Kerry. "Life as we know it wouldn't fit on one PADD."

Kerry chuckled, "Do you mind if I read it here?"

Seven inclined her head, "Not at all Commander, I seldom have company while I do my work, and when I do..."

"They're interrupting you."

Seven's head tilted to one side, "Are you remembering Commander Weaver?"

Kerry shook her head, "Just know the type Seven. I'll be as quiet as a small gray quadruped."

Seven nodded and got to work. Kerry became engrossed in the PADDs.

Seven glanced up when she felt Kerry's gaze on her. "You have remembered who the Borg are Commander." It wasn't a question, it was a statement, and it was true.

Kerry shook her head as if to clear her vision. "I... please, would you call me Kerry, Doctor Weaver, Red, Doc, Hey you, anything but Commander." Kerry took a deep breath, "And yes, I have. Nothing concrete, just... yes, I have. Did I know you before Seven?"

Seven shook her head in a very economical way. "No. Captain Janeway rescued me from the Borg during Voyager's travels. Co... Doctor Weaver, why do you ask me these questions instead of the Captain?"

Kerry shrugged, "You seem more informed than the Captain."

"Hi Seven I... Who are you?"

Seven looked down, "Naomi Wildman, I believe that is considered rude."

Naomi blushed and looked down, "I'm sorry."

Kerry smiled, "That's okay Seven. Straight to the point. I like that. I'm Kerry Weaver."

Naomi's eyebrows went up, "The Coma Lady?"

Kerry didn't bat an eyelash, "Something like that."

"I'm Naomi Wildman. I was born here."

Kerry nodded, "Do you go to school Naomi?"

"My Mom teaches me, and I learn from Seven and the Doctor, and Tom too. But don't tell my mom about that. Why do you have a crutch. Can't the doctor heal it?"

Kerry furrowed her eyebrows. "You know what, I'm not sure Naomi." Kerry tilted her head to one side, "Is your mother's name Samantha? She was pregnant... I think I examined her."

Naomi nodded, "You don't remember stuff?"

Kerry nodded sadly, "Something like that."

Naomi patted Kerry on the shoulder, "You'll remember Dr. Weaver."

Seven nodded. "I concur."