Delwyn stepped into the medical bay. And saw Annelie lying on the medical bed, her body was wrapped tightly in the same gauze that Delwyn had wrapped around her own arm and legs.

"Del?" Annelie whispered, "that you Del?" Delwyn felt her lips spread into a wide smile.

"It's me," she replied so quietly she was afraid her sister had missed it. She stepped closer to her sister, her handkerchief had been pulled away from her face and Delwyn grabbed onto the side of the medical bed staring down at her sister.

"We made it," she said grinning, "we're free."

Annelie blinked a few times as if confused, then when she smiled tears sprung to her eyes and she burst into tears.

"I though for sure...I thought for sure I was dead."

Delwyn reached out and brushed Annelie's golden hair out of her eyes. She dropped onto her knee's ignoring the pain. Delwyn heard a sudden rumble and looked down realizing it was just her stomach. She struggled to her feet. "I'll be back, you should sleep." Delwyn smiled, "you should see the ship it's amazing." She leaned over and pressed her lips to Annelie's forehead. She stood up and walked out of the sick bay. She looked left and right down the hall spotting Crichton.

"Do you have anything to eat?"

"Yeah...but I wouldn't exactly call it food."

Delwyn shook her head, "I don't care."

"Amazing," Zhaan remarked as Delwyn shoved food cube after food cube into her mouth barely waiting to swallow before she took another bite. It appeared that Delwyn was actually enjoying the food cubes.

Delwyn closed her eyes and bit down on a sweet juicy food cube, never had anything so revolting tasted so good in her entire life.

"Do you have a name?" Crichton asked.

Delwyn looked over, "yes." She replied shoving an orange food cube into her mouth. "Iphs Delpher," she mumbled, her mouth full. She swallowed the lump of food cube down her throat, "it's Delwyn." She said taking a long drink. She felt Crichton's finger's tracing a symbol on her left arm.

"These markings mean your a slave right?" He asked and Delwyn nodded. When she looked over she noticed he was staring at her.

"What?" She asked self-consciously.

"Your eyes," he murmured.

"What about them?"

"They just remind me of something...I'm sure you've never heard of it. It's a large body of water on the planet where I come from," he paused. "You're eyes are exactly the same color as the-"

"-Ocean," Delwyn finished for Crichton she nodded her head slowly, "that's what my mother used to compare them too all the time."

"You're Mother?"

"Yes...she and my Father were killed by Peacekeepers when me and Annelie were seven; she used to tell me that every time she looked at our eyes it brought her back home."

"You're..." Crichton's mouth opened then closed, no sound coming out, "your Mother has been to Earth?"

"She's from Earth," Delwyn replied, "me and my sister were born there in 2069." Crichton blinked a few times rapidly.

"Where?" He asked, "where are you from?"

Delwyn bit her lip, "uh I think it's a place called United."

"United?" Crichton asked, "the United Kingdom?"

Delwyn shook her head, "no, there were no kingdoms where I'm from."

"United...United States, you're from the United States of America?" He asked excitedly.

"I...yeah that's what Father used to call it," Delwyn smiled, "he would always talk of it. I always wondered if they missed it so much why they ever left in the first place."

Crichton kept blinking and before he realized what he was doing he reached over and wrapped Delwyn in a tight hug. Delwyn's mouth dropped open before her body relaxed and she patted Crichton softly on the shoulder.

"I'm from the USA-er The United States of America, from Earth. I...I don't believe it! This is amazing!" He exclaimed pulling back. "How, how did you're parents get here?"

Delwyn shrugged, "I have no idea. We lived on a large ship for a while before the Peacekeepers attacked us. They killed all the adults and took away the children." Delwyn bit her lip, "I can't even remember what her face looks like. Annelie says she can but I think she's lying."

"Can't see who's face?" Crichton asked.

"My mothers," Delwyn replied nonchalantly. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Crichton made a slight face, "sorry, I just...I haven't seen a human in such a long time.

"That makes two of us," Delwyn replied softly.

"How old are you and your sister Delwyn?" He asked.

"Almost nineteen summers." She replied pulling her hands away.

"How long were you slaves on that planet?"

"Almost ten years of my life," Delwyn replied, she suddenly pushed her tray away. "I'm finished," she said standing curtly. "I'm going to visit Annelie."