This part was inspired by an author named Lieutenant's Lady. Tessa was her idea and her creation. I did try to email her a couple of times but never received anything. If she is still around I giver her the credit for Tessa. I just changed up the story a good bit.

I do not own anything...

Previously on Enterprise...

"When it rains..."Archer said as he took a deep breath to clear his head. "When would you want to know about my daughter?"

{So does that mean you want to impregnate me Captain, my Captain?} "Only if you wanted to be my wife Commander, my Commander?"

"I am glad he has you Commander. I apologize for causing you grief when I suppressed your bond so I could heal the Captain, it was not my intention."

She bolted from the shuttle, up the stairs and as she was about to open the bay door she is met by three MACO's who tried to detain her. In her frenzy she didn't think, only reacted. Within seconds all three were on the ground unconscious. She had weaved meeting the strongest, catching his wrist then moving outward from his outer arm, spinning, touch his shoulder with the Vulcan neck pinch. The second fell just as quick. She ducked his punch, bringing her open palm up, impacting his mid section. He went down as the wind was knocked from him. The third tried to pull his phase rifle but to no avail. She flew with a knee, contacting the last MACO's chest. He reeled back as he fell T'Pol followed up with another neck pinch while in midair, knocking him out. The speed was incredible. It lasted no more than 10 seconds.

"Your mind to my mind, your thoughts to my thoughts. terau-kashkau-veh-shetau "

"May I hold her?" Jonathan asked, his eyes were tear filled

Now on Enterprise...

Within the mindscape of Archer's mind T'Pol and Archer stand within a memory of a time when Jon seemed innocent. He was five playing with a young Vulcan child while in the background then Ambassador Soval and Henry Archer's father spoke over tea.

"They play well together don't you think Soval?" Henry replied after he put his tea down on the table.

"Vulcan children tend to play, as you say, until the age of seven. That is when they must learn to control their emotions." Soval answers, his tone is not cold or distant. It is one that reminds T'Pol of how she and Jonathan would speak off duty before the expanse, and afterwards. Soval speaks to the elder Archer as a friend, an equal. "She has just been bonded as is the custom of Vulcan."

"I truly believe one day our people will be as those two are now." Henry smiles at his son and Soval's niece T'Amar play with Vulcan blocks.

"I hope so Henry." Soval sips his tea, "Some races the Vulcan have encountered do not see it that way. Most humans do not see it that way."

"Given time we will. Some do not understand why your people do not give us the technology to allow us to reach the stars." Henry smiled yet there was a sigh. He understood that the Vulcans were afraid to do harm T'Pol watched and realized the fact she wondered to herself why did Jon not understand until later. She decided to watch, something had happened to make Archer feel that way. She looked at the frozen memory of the children. She recognized the little girl, it was Soval's niece whom he adopted as his own. He mother died in birth, her father just walked out into the desert and died after. That left T'Amar to be raised by Soval and his bond mate. She was young, only 45 if T'Pol remembered correctly. T'Amar worked for the Science Academy on Vulcan, she had a daughter when she was young. What was her daughter's name? She had never met the youngling, even when she worked for Soval on Earth. It was not something that Vulcans discussed, family to others unless they became close like friends. Soval mentored T'Pol and she felt a kinship to him like a second father.

The memory faded and a new memory came into the forefront. Jonathan was a young man, in his early 20's and he was talking to a now adult T'Amar.

"Come one T'Amar it will be fun, you can come out with Maggie and I to the jazz club. You will not be intruding. You are my best friend, we've known each other since we both were five." This young Archer had the same smile he had as the Captain and it was disarmingly handsome. T'Pol had found that she found his smile pleasing in those early years. It brought her comfort, made her feel more at ease.

"Jonathan I have work I have to do. It is important." T'Amar replied, her Vulcan stoicism present as normal. "Besides I thought you were going to ask Margaret for her hand in marriage? That is a private matter that should be between two people." T'Amar had said this logically and without any emotion. Her eyes though displayed something that was just below the surface. T'Pol saw it though many would never catch it, not even many Vulcans. T'Amar was saddened when she said Margaret's name.

"I am but not now, I was going to wait until tomorrow when I get my orders to work on my dad's designs." Archer said but one could see the pain in his face.

T'Amar then did something that no Vulcan does, she touched Jonathan's arm as a sign of comfort. "How is your Father? My Uncle saw him the day before and did not wish to speak of it." T'Pol was shocked by T'Amar's affection and compassion for Jonathan. He did not see it though. T'Pol smiled in her mind, he didn't realize the same from her at first. It took him years to understand that she had tried to show him how she felt. Sometimes for a man as intelligent, passionate and compassionate as Archer he could be rather dense at times when it involved matters of the heart.

"Not so well. The doctors say he will not last another two months." The younger Jonathan answered slightly deflated. T'Amar's hand was still touching his forearm when A.G. Came walking up with a smile on his face. T'Amar quickly took her hand from Jonathan's arm, never revealing any feeling. T'Pol looking on from the safety of the mindscape remembered she would do the same thing. She found she wanted to touch Archer as much as she could. It was a pleasure she allowed herself. She would countless times brush off an imaginary piece of dirt or lent from his shoulder, or straighten his collar just to touch him without actually touching him. When she was in decon with him she would be the one that would rub the gel on his back and shoulders. Always taking longer than she should, even when other people were in the chamber with them as Hoshi and Porthos once had.

"Hello you two." A.G. Replied with a ridiculous smile on his face. He knew that there was something there but never said anything. He had been friends with Jonathan Archer for three years now and had become acquainted with T'Amar. She was like any Vulcan though even A.G. Admitted she was attractive like many Vulcan women he saw. Young Archer smiled at his friend and T'Amar just nodded.

"What's going on A.G.?" Young Archer asked as the three began to walk toward a building

"Nothing, what time do you want to meet up at the Jazz Club tonight?" A.G. Was asking, he wanted to bring a girl he had been dating for awhile.

"I figured we could meet at 9 tonight at the dorms and go to the club from there." Young Archer responded, "Seems like T'Amar here doesn't want to go due to work." Young Archer chided T'Amar, it was innocent and playful. T'Pol remembered often he would do the same thing to her or Trip. She then saw with clarity what Archer had not, T'Amar took a deep breath as if to suppress something.

"Jonathan if you must know it would not be proper for myself to be seen out in a public matter when I am bonded." T'Amar said, her voice was flat but it spoke volumes.

Young Archer stopped and he placed his hands on T'Amar's shoulders, a movement he did many times to T'Pol to try and provide comfort and convey understanding. "Ni'droi'ik nar-tor (I'm Sorry) T'Amar I didn't realize. That was stupid of me."

"It is alright Jonathan. Although we have been friends for a reasonable time it is not expected of you to know every custom of my people." T'Amar stood there looking into young Archer's eyes for a moment, she had to look away and stepped back. "Your apology is accepted." She walked off toward another direction as young Archer and A.G went to the building they were in front of. T'Pol watched the now frozen scene and she closed her eyes. She realized that T'Amar possibly had feelings for Jonathan when they were young but it was taboo for a bonded Vulcan to act on those wishes even with another Vulcan until the Pon Farr. T'Pol could see the fore coming events that would take place. {Oh Jonathan I am sorry.}

The memories faded and now it was three days later. Young Archer had been drinking in his dorm, an engagement ring in it's box laid open on his desk. His door chimed once, then twice "Go away no one is home." He slurred out looking at the bottle. A voice came from the other side of the door, T'Amar's voice,

"Jon allow me to enter please as a friend. A.G. Robinson spoke to me of what happened."

Young Archer signed in his drunken haze, he wobbled to the door and with it still closed slurred out "I am not in the condition to have my Vulcan female friend in my dorm. I do not wish to dishonor you or Ambassador Soval, you are like family ." He said the last part in Vulcan, very slurred trying to get his point across. T'Pol saw in Archer's memories he never wanted to dishonor his friend. He respected her and cared for her as a friend would. He did not want to shame her by any rumors that would fly around if someone saw her enter his room alone in his condition. He was noble even then.

"t'hyla palutunau'tu. S'ti th'lanktra." (I care for you my dear friend. I grieve with you.) T'Amar's voice said from the other side of the closed door, "Allow me entrance please. I have brought food for you. I know you have not eaten." T'Pol's eyes widened as the realization hit her. Archer never knew what it meant when a female Vulcan brought food to a man. T'Amar wanted to claim him, but she was bonded to another. It was to go against everything that was traditional. She could bring shame not only on herself but of her family, to Soval.

Young Archer opened the door and allowed her in. T'Amar brought in a bag and walked to the desk where she saw the ring in it's case. She pushed it aside along with the mostly empty bottle of whiskey and placed the bag on the table. She opened it up and pulled out something that resembled a hamburger. "It is a vegan burger Jonathan. I apologize but meat tends to make me uneasy." She motioned for him to sit and to eat. T'Amar made sure he sat down, then took her place on his bed. Young Jonathan could not eat and pushed it to the side.

T'Amar touched young Jonathan's hand and brought him to sit next to her. "I am sorry your heart is hurt from Margaret Mullen but she was not right for you."

"Really who do you think would be right for me?,"Young Jonathan laid across his bed allowing the drunken haze to envelop him.

"I am not sure." T'Amar stated as she looked at her friend on the bed. She brought up her hand brushing his hair sideways a little. She then bent over and did something that surprised young Archer. She kissed him on his lips, before he realized what was happening fully she returned the kiss. He knew he smelled of whiskey and it had to bother T'Amar's since of smell but she didn't show it mattered. If he were sober he may not have allowed this to happen but in his drunken haze filled mind he wasn't sure. He wondered where she learned to kiss but then didn't care. They had sex that night, full of passion, full of lust and perhaps love. The next day T'Amar was gone when young Jonathan awoke. He tried to call her on his communicator but she never answered. He took a shower and went to find her. As he headed out of the door his communicator rang and he answered it hoping it was T'Amar. It wasn't, his father had died 30 minutes ago.

Young Jonathan arrived at the hospital to see Ambassador Soval standing outside his father's door. Soval had been waiting for young Archer. Jonathan could not look Soval in the eyes, Soval said...

"I offer my condolences Jonathan. Henry Archer was a good man and a good friend. He will be mourned."

"Thank you Ambassador Soval. May I ask if you know where T'Amar is presently?" Young Archer didn't know how much more he could take. First Maggie told him she didn't want to marry a guy in starfleet, now his father passed away. The pain was almost to great. T'Pol felt all of these and a tear fell down her cheek.

"T'Amar has told me what happened. She knows she dishonored herself, her family, her bond and you. She is leaving to Vulcan tonight. She has asked for you not to seek her out ever. Unfortunately I must agree with her about seeing you. She is Vulcan Jonathan Archer and she can not be with a human. I apologize again." Soval walked away, leaving a young Jonathan alone in his grief.

The memory fades and the emotions wash over T'Pol as if it were her pain. She knew this pain and Jonathan helped her through it. He had no one.

A year later a young Lieutenant Archer and Lieutenant Robinson were working on prototypes of a warp 2 single seated ship when Commander Maxwell Forrest walks up to the two nd asks Jonathan to follow him.

"Jonathan the Vulcans want to see you."

"What do they want to do now? Cause more delays?" Archer had changed within the year, he began to express hostility to the Vulcans. He was still in pain from his father's death, his rejection from Maggie Mullen and his rejection and abandonment of his life long friend T'Amar. He was angry, which was fueled by the red tape he found from the Vulcan contingent that over saw the Warp 5 project. How could he have ever liked the Vulcans. T'Pol felt ashamed but also felt the shame from Jonathan. He only stood back to watch T'Pol observe the events. He was there to help T'Pol through his memories and support her. Jonathan no longer felt the way he did in the past. T'Pol helped heal those wounds as did his daughter.

"Ambassador Soval wishes for you to come to the Vulcan consulate. He said to tell you it was about someone named T'Amar." Commander Maxwell Forrest had known through a few nights with A.G and Archer himself that T'Amar was a friend from Archer's past, but something had happened between them. Nothing was ever said about what exactly happened but Forrest imagined it was personal for Archer.

Archer took a deep breath and he didn't understand why he felt so much anger at her name. He felt betrayed, he felt abandoned. He also felt anger at Soval as well. "What does our Vulcan Ambassador want with me that concerns her?" The words were full of venom, full of loathing. Forrest heard them and had to reign in his Lieutenant.

"Lieutenant Archer you will go see the Ambassador at the consultant at the appointed time do I make myself clear." Forrest needed to make Archer focus, "For the record do not ever disrespect the Ambassador in front of anyone again."

"Yes Sir." Archer snapped to attention.

Hours later the young Lt. Archer stood outside of Suval's office at attention. He did not relax, trying to control his anger. Finally the doors to Suval's office opened and the Ambassador's assistant asked Archer to enter.

Archer saw a robed woman sitting off to the side holding something. Archer felt the child that was trying to be hidden. The woman in the robes, whose face was hidden as well seemed familiar. He stood five feet from Suval and waited, the tension was easily felt. Suval nodded to his assistant to leave the room, then placed his hand up in the traditional welcome saying, "It is good to see you Lt. Archer it has been awhile."

"Ambassador." Archer nodded but did not wish to return the greeting. The woman in the robes seemed familiar and the hidden child made him feel uneasy, "Why is the child hidden Ambassador?" Archer was straight to the point. He was not intimidated and would not.

Ambassador Suvol's eyebrow rose slightly, "The child is why you were asked to come here. How did you know the child was there?"

"I felt her there." the young Archer didn't know why he knew the unseen child was a little girl. "I don't know why." Suvol looked over to the woman in robes with a look. "I was told that you wanted to speak to me about T'Amar Ambassador."

"She is part of why you are here." Suvol spoke, looking at the robed woman for a moment. "She has been bonded without any dishonor. Her bond-mate was understanding."

Young Archer felt a pang of anger. "How does that concern me Ambassador?"

"There was a complication Lt. Archer. It seems that she wanted to explain things herself, she said that was the least she could do after all you were a dear friend." Suvol clearly tried to balance his words. He did not know where this Archer sat. He had heard from the Vulcan's that over saw the warp 5 project that the Lieutenant had become angry and resentful. Suvol understood but had hoped Archer had healed, though he knew like Vulcans, humans could take years to heal.

"Then perhaps she could tell me instead of sitting behind us hidden from view." Archer said as he spun around to face the woman hidden from view. With this the Vulcan woman pulled off her hood and showed the baby in her arms. The child had pointed ears and was bald. The child's eyes were green like Archer's. Young Archer swallowed hard and his anger dissipated. He knew this child was his and T'Amar's. "How old is she?" He asked, his voice trembled.

"She was born 2 months ago. Her name is Teska it means wise in Vulcan. It was the closest name I could find to your mother's name Tessa." T'Amar's voice was soft, unsure how Jonathan Archer would respond. T'Pol looking on this scene could tell in that instant T'Amar had loved Jonathan Archer. She had named their daughter to honor Jonathan's mother.

"May I hold her?" Jonathan asked, his eyes were tear filled. T'Amar brought their child to him. He held her and felt the child's thoughts. It was content. T'Pol looking on from the mindscape now understood Archer knew what it was to be bonded to a child. That was why he understood T'Pol's anguish though Trip thought she did not mourn. Archer had felt the lost of his father, his lover and his best friend in one day, it overwhelmed him yet he held his daughter in his arms and it did not matter anymore. He loved this little girl.

"Jonathan I must return to Vulcan soon, in two days. My bond-mate S'laron wishes me back. I want to ask a favor of you, though I know I do not deserve it. For three weeks I want you to keep Teska here and when I return I would like to take her back. In Seven years I would like you to keep her again for a month and then again when she is 14. I can not discuss why but I wish to ask this favor. In return I will always allow you to have contact through correspondence if you wish. You can never discuss this with anyone. I do not want to bring anymore shame to my family as I already have. My bond-mate forgave me and feels this is best as well. Could you please?" T'Amar still spoke softly knowing Jonathan Archer could say no. T'Pol watched from the mindscape. She knew why T'Amar made the request. It was the cycle of Ponn Farr and males were violent during this time. S'Laron could kill the child if his Ponn Farr was not detected early enough. T'Amar wanted to protect her daughter, it was not unheard that if bonded female in the depthes of Ponn Farr was not near her bond-mate anotehr could take his roll. If she became pregnant from that act the Bonded male had been known to kill the child in his ponn farr cycle, even if he did not want to. Ponn Farr was violent in the male. T'Pol knew because she was now bonded her Ponn Farr would come within the next year.

The memory faded, T'Pol found herself staring at Jonathan Archer, his tears evident. It explained so much of his hatred of the Vulcans. It was a combination of many things that grafted itself to him. Then the words she remembered he said once "I will not allow them to take you from me like they took everything before...as the did my father."

She reached out to him and felt his love and a weight lifted from him. The weight of a secret he held onto for so long. She knew Admiral Forrest had known, so did Captain Robinson and Commander Tucker. Tucker met her when she was 14. T'Pol could truly understand Archer's hatred for the Vulcans in general. She now understood more of this man she had come to trust, come to honor, come to love. Vulcans knew love and how powerful it could be, she understood it as well. All she wanted to do was to hold him and tell him it would be alright. She also understood why he had wanted her to have meditated and been able to hold her shields. The pain had engulfed him, all of it. It was a wonder he did not shut down, he was her rock, she was his logic.

"Tucker to Archer." The comms sounded in the captain's room.

Archer got up and hit the desk comm. "Archer here."

"Cap'n we are 20 minutes from the Coordinates given to us by Minister Soval, our sensors don't show us good news. Long range sensors say the ship is listing Jon."

"I'll be there in 15 minutes. Archer out."

As Archer walked over to his closet to get his uniform on T'Pol stopped him, "I meant what I said when I told you yes Jonathan." Her arm was placed on his forearm. "We are already bonded and I would be with you no matter what."

Archer smiles at her and sends her a wave of caring and love, "You won't get rid of me easily T'Pol of Vulcan."

"Good because I will not give you up at all." T'Pol spoke softly and released him afterward, She then slips into fist officer mode, "Permission to accompany you to the bridge and possibly the away team to find your daughter Captain."

Archer smiles, "Yes Commander permission granted." Archer then looks at T'Pol and replies in his mind {Thank you.}

Next time on Enterprise...

Archer looks at Trip and then the bridge crew, "Trip I want you, T'Pol, Doctor Phlox, myself and two MACO's to transport over to that ship and retrieve the survivors."

Commander Tucker walks over to Phlox and says "Vulcan got your tongue?"

Captain Archer, Commander T'Pol, Commander S'tarin, and his next in line officer Lieutenant Teska ate breakfast together

{You were dominant, and Vulcan women are attracted to dominant men.}

Tessa then remarked "That's a big engine."

"Is that the game where you have to take your clothes off?" Tessa tilted her head with a trademarked eyebrow raise, looking as serious as any Vulcan.