AN: I am so sorry about the wait! My muse wasn't really making an appearance until now! I hope you enjoy the new chapter!


It was dark and dank in the cells but it was far from quiet. Harry could hear loud screaming all the way to his location, screaming that was well deserved. He himself had already been tortured for a couple of days, continuously and he had been given dried and moldy food and stale water. That on top of the fact that before he had gotten captured, it had already been a few days since he had had food. He was weak and he would have apparated away when he had first woken up here but there was a ward or... something that kept him from hopping away or shifting, or using any magic of any kind.

Harry shrank back from cell doors as he heard footsteps that amounted to three people walking toward him.

"Looks like it's the wizard's time to come in again," the man that appeared at the door said in an ugly voice. The guy was smirking smugly at him and reminded Harry of seeing Greyback's smile right before he bit and attacked someone. The guy was joined by two other hulking, muscular men and Harry watched as they unlocked the cell and came for him.

Harry heard someone start to whimper for a second before he realized it was himself. Then as the guys reached for him and dragged him out of the cell, handling him none too gently and greatly irritating his previous hurts from torture, he screamed.

"Harry!"

"Mr. Potter!"

"You're safe. Wake up!"

Harry jolted awake, breathing heavily and sweating. He looked around the room before spotting Dr. McCoy at the foot of his bed. Khan was sitting in a chair by his bedside, looking at Harry, his eyebrows drawing together and his hand outstretched to rest on the bed. Harry glanced at Khan's hand and realized that he had unconsciously reached out to grab and hold on tight. He flexed his fingers and was about to pull away, thinking that Khan was not enjoying his hand being nearly squished enough to make his hand whiten. As he glanced up at Khan, the other man smiled at him then firmed his grip. Harry sighed contentedly as his breathing evened out, a couple of minutes after he woke up.

"I take it that was a bad memory?" Dr. McCoy said, glancing between the two of them.

Harry groaned but looked at the doctor. "Yeah. I'm sorry if I woke the two of you up."

"Don't apologize for something like that," Khan asserted, staring at him with a heated gaze. "You have these dreams often?"

"You didn't wake us up is what Khan meant to say," Dr. McCoy replied, walking away to go presumably tend to their other patient as both Harry and Khan ignored him. Though as he walked away, Harry distinctly heard him mutter something about certain captains and green-blooded hobgoblins being the same way. Harry chuckled quietly; he had noticed the way Spock and Jim were and reluctantly admitted to himself that him and Khan were probably going in the same direction as their captain and first officer were. Not that he had any objections to that.

Harry watched the doctor leave then turned to glance back at Khan and nodded. "Unfortunately, yes. Maybe twice a week or something like that? Though the subject of the dreams vary."

"What was this one about?" Khan questioned, moving to stand and oh Merlin help him, Khan moved to sit next to Harry on the bed.

Harry could feel Khan's warmth and it made him blessedly warm. "I... I was captured by... hunters, at least I suppose that's what they were. Roughly 20 years ago?"

Khan narrowed his eyes. "Captured?"

"Captured, kidnapped, tomato, tomatoe," Harry replied nonchalantly.

Khan's eyes turned cold and angry and he stilled. "What... happened to you?"

Harry sighed. "If you really want to know."

"I do," Khan said as he started to grin. It was not a nice grin; it was more like if you saw a shark grin then the human equivalent would be Khan right now.

"I was tortured near everyday and raped at least twice," Harry replied quietly, turning to look out the window that was in the room. It looked like they were in some important officer's quarters as the bed that Harry was on was rather big and comfortable. And the window in the room was big too, showing much of the warp lines and particles. It was pretty to a certain degree, blue and white dots going beyond the speed of light.

"Do you remember anything about the men who did this?" Khan asked after a minute or two.

"Yeah, but they were taken into custody by Starfleet," Harry replied. "So they won't harm anyone else."

"Their names..." Khan asked again.

"Fine," Harry sighed, looking into Khan's eyes for a second. "You're planning on doing something, aren't you? If you are, just don't tell me."

Khan grinned then startled when they both heard a yell on the intercom. "Khan, Harry, I need you both in the medbay right now!"

Harry started to stretch then moved to stand off the bed. He turned to glance at Khan, who had stood up too. "Would you like to see what apparition feels like? I can get us to the medbay quicker than if we walked."

"Apparition?" Khan asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Uh, it's kinda like beaming from one place to another? Except it's my kind of beaming," Harry explained, walking over to stand in front of Khan.

"You are awake enough and strong enough to do that now?" Khan enquired, striding over the rest of the way and wrapped an arm around Harry.

Harry grew warm but nodded in reply to Khan's question. "Yeah, sleep usually recharges me enough. Even if it gets interrupted by a bad dream."

"Very well," Khan said and tightened his hold on Harry who thought of the medbay then thought of the apparition spell and they both vanished from the room.


When they landed in the medbay, it was to see McCoy pacing about the room, muttering anxiously to himself.

"Doctor, what's the problem?" Khan questioned.

Harry glanced around the room, noting the absence of the young woman. Her biobed was empty and the instruments that had been used to monitor her were all dashed around the floor.

"Khan..." Harry started, turning to look at the other man.

"My patient has run off," McCoy replied, looking between Harry and Khan. "I think she was scared."

Khan stiffened then turned to Harry. "Do you have some way to find her? I don't want to wander around trying to find her when she's scared."

"Hmm."

Harry unknowingly started to pace and think. "Possibly. Give me a minute as I've never done this before."

He wandered over to the entrance of the medbay and placed his hand on the wall. Harry extended his magic into the ship, along with a little bit of his conscious self. He floated through the ship, feeling the hum of the warp drive and the different systems working at efficient strength. Harry 'floated' through the ship, checking each room and officer's quarters as he went along. He could vaguely feel Khan coming up to stand behind him, almost touching. He also checked to see if there were any human shaped nooks and crannies the young girl could have gotten into. He could feel the life signatures of the prisoners in the cells but those weren't what he was looking for.

Finally, he found where the young girl was hiding and it was three floors underneath them in one small nook. He withdrew his magic and conscious after placing a tracking and monitoring charm on the girl.

"Khan, I found her!"

Harry could see Khan's shoulders drop in relief. "Where? Is she okay?"

"She's three floors underneath us," Harry replied, already following Khan out the door.

Harry heard McCoy shout after them to bring her back up to the medbay.

As the two of them ran to the lift, Harry glanced at Khan. The man's neck was strained and Harry could also see that Khan's muscles were tense. When they exited the lift, Harry directed Khan to turn left into a maze of machinery.

"What does the girl mean to you?" Harry quietly asked as they hurried along the hallway. "You seem to be very protective of her, besides the fact that she was also in a cryo tube with you."

Khan glanced at him, studied him for a minute. "She is my daughter."

"... Your daughter!?" Harry exclaimed quietly as they drew closer to the nook.

"Yes, I was in an affair a couple of years before we were put to trial," Khan replied. "My partner became pregnant and she gave birth to my daughter. I was forced to watch as she was put in cryo too, as a more personal punishment on my account."

"Oh, I'm sorry," Harry murmured. "Do you know what happened to your partner?"

"She died in childbirth," Khan whispered.

Harry winced. "I'm sorry about that too."

"It's not your fault; you couldn't have known," Khan remarked and turned to him as Harry stopped. They could hear whimpering sobs and hitching breaths and with the new information that Khan had given him, Harry's heart broke at the sounds. Harry pointed at the nook that they had come upon and Khan turned to duck down but not before looking back at him.

"I am reasonably glad that I had to go into cryo as a punishment," Khan murmured. "If I had died then, I wouldn't have met you."


AN: I'll try to be more regular about this in the next few weeks.