I Do Not Remember

It is odd, at least to me, it had been almost a month since I have been revived. And my memories
have been recovered. But it is odd because something seems to be missing. Something is empty. I
cannot place it, but it is very obvious. I hoped to recover it in the emptyness of space, I am
certain I could, if Dr. McCoy would stop harrassing me. He follows me relentlessly, always trying
to strike a conversation, about anything. And I reply shortly and ignore him and he hurts. I can
feel it, but I do not know how. He watches me when he thinks I am asleep as well. He sits next to
me and runs a hand over my hair, I do not react. I could not take this from him, he always has
such a hauntingly sad look in his eyes. As though me alive and weel is causing him pain. As
though I'm forgetting something important and living around me when I can not remember is a daily
torture. There must be something omportant. But I do not remember.

A/N: Oh yes, I wrote another one. I fear this may become an on going thing. That's okay though.
Lots of long and possibly plot-ful things are coming in the future. Also, this take place during
the first little while of The Voyage Home, incase you didn't already know.