Eighteen… the hormonal teenagers were back and the three boys were constantly having contests to see who should get the girl, Hoshi, who seemed to be loving the attention she was getting. Most of the time she just ignored their silly comments, and at least now they were allowed to roam most of the ship. Some areas were still off limits to them, but at least they could get away from each other. John and Trip were back in their own quarters, however Hoshi and Malcolm had been assigned guest quarters as they normally shared a room.

It had been two days since they had been instructed to stop taking the antidote, and they had been very grateful for that. No more disgusting tasting green liquid, but of course that also meant no more chpocolate treats afterwards.

Hoshi, indeed, was a very beautiful girl at this age. Long black hair that went down to her waist, small brown eyes that smiled sweetly at most people. But she wasn't fooled by the boys constant nagging. If she wanted to be with one of them, it would be under her own choice… and the way she was, she was in the mood to be with one of them.

Sitting in guests quarters was so much more relaxing for the young woman. No more spooky noises from Phlox's pets. No more snoring from the boys or Travis and Peter.

There was a chime at the door and she stood up to answer it. She smiled at the young man that stood the other side and pulled him into the small room, planting a strong and passionate kiss on his lips. "I'm so glad you came." She smiled.

"I've been wanting to be alone with you for ages." The man replied, kissing her back. His hands wandering over her body and began to undress her.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers twirling locks of his hair. "Have you indeed?" She grinned, seductively.

"Oh yeah." The man nodded with a soft smile.

Together, Trip and Hoshi walked into sickbay for a check up, the other two boys were already there, being examined by the Denobulan.

"I hope you're going to keep that eel thing away from me." Malcolm said as he let Phlox scan him. "Hi guys." He waved at Hoshi and Trip, the pair returned the wave.

"You're afraid of a little eel?" John looked at Malcolm and laughed slightly.

Putting the scanner down Phlox sighed slightly. "My osmotic eel will not hurt you, she is here to help heal if the needs be." He picked up the scanner again and looked at the results. "Thank you Malcolm." He turned and looked at the other two. "Hoshi, you're next."

"Yes, Doctor." She smiled sweetly and hoped onto the bed next to John. Her eyes wandered to Trip and she grinned at him. The twinkle of mischeviousness and a hint of love towards the engineer in her eyes.

Slipping off the bed and heading for the door, young Mr Reed turned to look at Hoshi. "Want to join me for lunch, Hoshi?"

The young Japanese shook her head. "Sorry, Malcolm, I've already agreed to have lunch with Trip…. Maybe tomorrow."

Malcolm's expression dropped at the rejection of his lunch invitation. He liked her a lot. "Oh… Ok… I'll, see you later?"

Hoshi nodded her head. "Yeah, later."

Phlox listened and watched intently. He could tell what was going on, but it was frightening that when they had been regressing, it had been Reed and Sato, but this time she was with Trip. Very confusing how the feelings for the two men were different each time. Perhaps it was just a side effect of the chemical.

"Phlox, would you hurry this up, please? T'Pol wants me on the bridge in five minutes." John asked with a sigh, frustrated and being kept there.

"Patience, John. These tests are important." Phlox replied, patting the young man on the shoulder. "It should only take a couple more minutes, and T'Pol knows that." He began to scan Hoshi, as he did he noticed there was something wrong with her clothes. His bright blue eyes quickly noticed that she had missed a button on her shirt. "Um, Hoshi." He began. "We're you in a rush to get dressed?" His finger pointed to his own chest indicating where the missed button was on her light green shirt. John watched Phlox then looked at Hoshi.

She looked at him, puzzled. "Huh?" After watching the doctor she looked at her clothing, realising what he was talking about. Her head snapped up to look at Trip and she glared at the grinning boy. Grabbing the pillow from the bio bed she hurled it at him with quite a force.

Caught off guard, the pillow slamed into his face, causing him to lean back and nearly loose his balance.

John claped his hands ogether, applauding the woman. "Nice aim!"

Trips arms reaching up to grab the soft projectile before it fell on the floor. He looked at her and laughed. "Sorry, Hoshi." He appologised and watched as the young woman sorted out her clothing.

"Watch your back, Trip… Revenge is sweet." She grinned at him, a slight hint of evilness within the grin and eyes.

"Nah, you wouldn't do anything to me." He kept on laughing, but soon stopped when her face didn't change. "Would ya?" The glare remained on Hoshi face. Clearing his throat, Trip replaced the pillow back on the bed and sat on a different bed behind her, waiting patiently for his turn.

John leaned towards Hoshi, whispering to her. "I warned you that Trip was a tricky one."

Side glancing at John she smiled softly. "And how would you know that I like him?"

Not having an answer for that John sat up straight and just waited till he was dismissed. Hoshi kept the smile on her face. She did like Trip, she was just playing games with John.

Phlox had not told the foursome that everything they did in sickbay was being recorded, but he knew that they would never believe him if he just told them all these things without any evidence, especially Trip. John was more likely to believe some of the things than the others, the captain had a much more open mind.

A small yip from the beagle told John that the canine was hungry. "You got any cheese, Phlox?" He asked and with a smile, Phlox moved to a cupboard and picked up two cubes of cheddar.

"There you go." He dropped them into John's hands. Mr Archer knelt down on the floor, feeding his pet the yellow cubes, petting Porthos as he did. "You can go as well… I've finished with you."

"Thanks, doc. Come on boy, come on." John called the dog and the pair ran out and along the corridor.