Chapter 7

- "Good afternoon, Cindy. How are you? Captain Rivers told me everything about your mutiny…How could you do it? And our friendship? Who is this? Dr Bloom, I presume… Why is he here?" – Janeway said anxiously. She had won against the Queen of the Borg, she was an heroine in the Starfleet records and she didn't understand how an official could mutiny without a good reason. And she feared that Dr Bloom had a negative influence on Cindy…

- "Good afternoon, Admiral. I wanted only peace after the long years on board of the Jupiter, and I believe to have found my real family and life here, on my home world. Dr Bloom is a good friend of mine. I'm sorry to have caused a lot of trouble on my ship, Admiral. I think to have pass the limit because I wasn't in the right place. I was promoted too early First Officer, in the fact I felt too much responsibilities and so I acted so badly. If you don't want any more to see me, I understand, Admiral. You will be always my personal heroine. I have always admired your courage and your determination." – Cindy said coolly. She hoped that Janeway could understand her and so return to Earth.

But Janeway didn't want to return to home so early. She wanted the real reason of this mutiny. She thought that it should be very important and that Cindy was always followed by two secret agents. She went away in search for them. She found them after 15 minutes. They believed that Cindy and Dr Bloom were making a sort of strange experiment, because they knew that it was a secret room in the house, but it was protected by a magnetic field, so they could never pass it or imagine what could be there. Janeway decided to risk to enter into the house during the night.

Meanwhile, Cindy reactivated Data in the laboratory. –"Good afternoon, Data. How are you today?"- she said with a warm voice. Data opened the eyes and for a first time felt something for Cindy. She was always so gentle with him, she answered peacefully to all his questions, that he now desired to kiss her. Perhaps the emotion chip was active only now, thought he. – "Good afternoon, Cindy. I am fine, thanks. Why do you not sit down here, please?"- he asked calmly. She believed that he had some problems with his circuits, so she obeyed. – "OK, I come. What is wrong today?" – she asked to him. But he kissed her so romantically that she couldn't say anything. – "I believe that now it is all OK, Cindy." – he answered joyfully. He thought that it was only the beginning of all he had in mind for that day. Cindy understood what the android wanted. She was a good Counsellor and so she understood that he wanted more intimacy in their relationship. There was a large bed in a part of the laboratory, because Dr Bloom wanted to sleep near the android in case something wrong happened. Cindy went to the bed without saying anything. Data followed her. She fixed him into his eyes and then she began to leave all her cloths. Data saw the show and then he copied her. She smiled and then she kissed him passionately on his mouth…- "At the end you understand my feelings. I love you, Data, this is the best day of my life, I assure, and now we will do what all the couples do…" – she said warmly. He smiled and followed her in the bed. They were finally happy, it was as the both parts of a unity were reunited.

Cindy returned in the lounge after two hours. She had a bath and she washed her hair. Data had followed her also in the bathroom. Now she allowed him to go freely into all the rooms. He passed his last test, now he was ready to speak with the other people. Now he was really "returned to life". They were a couple now. They could stay together in her room for that night and forever. She had to explain all the truth, but the plan was almost complete.

During that night, Janeway entered into the house and found the way to eliminate the force field. Then she understood that Dr Bloom was a genius and a criminal too. She understood the value of his research. She copied all his files into her tricorder. She should fly and then alert the Starfleet in order to save Data. Nobody cared about her.