Felix walked through the familiar corridors with Harper at her side. He was going on about all the things that had happened since she'd "been away." She didn't really listen to much of anything he said. She had other things on her mind. How am I going to start my life again? She thought. She became so wrapped up in her thoughts that she didn't see Harper turn a corner. He called back to her.

"This way, Felix!" he laughed. She laughed at herself and caught up to him. "Are you okay?" he asked her seriously.

"Yeah," she replied. "I've just got some things on my mind. Like how I'm going to start over. What am I going to do?"

Harper was silent for a moment. "Do you know the question, 'If you could start over, would you do anything differently'?" She nodded in reply. "Well, you actually got the chance to start over. So you've got to ask yourself if and what you're going to do differently."

"Wow, Harper. I never knew you were so motivational." He gave her a strange look and they both laughed.

* * *

"So you see, Dylan, there is a chance that she could suffer from mental illnesses because of this," Rommie finished.

"But it's only a small chance, right?" he asked.

"Big enough to worry about," she said hesitantly.

"What kind of illnesses are you talking about?"

"Any number of things from schizophrenia to paranoia to a complete nervous break down. All I can recommend to keep her from developing these things is to just keep her occupied with other things. Put her to work as a second engineer, make her our ship's computer technician. Just don't let her think too much about her past."

Dylan sat silently. "Thank you, Rommie," he said at length. She turned and walked out of his office. "Mr. Harper," he spoke into his comm. link.

"Yeah, boss?" Harper answered.

"Tell Miss Clark that she is now the Andromeda Ascendant's computer technician."

"Really?" he heard Felix's voice say. "Thank you so much, Captain Hunt. I was actually just wondering what I was going to do with my new life. Now I know."

"Mr. Harper, make sure she sees Rommie about getting a comm. link, will you?"

"Sure thing boss."

* * *

"If you just take care of this one last little glitch, you'll be done for the day, I promise," Rommie begged Felix. Felix had been working out some minor glitches and adjustments on Andromeda's computers all day and she was tired.

"Fine, Rommie. That's what I'm here for, right?" Felix joked.

After a week in her new life, Felix began to fit in with the rest of the Andromeda crew. She worked the same hours as them, ate with them, and had even gone on a short, one-hour mission for supplies with Dylan and Beka. Dylan gave her the official title of computer technician on a signed flexie. Sherlock was happy to have her back, and Harper became jealous of her because Sherlock stayed with her all the time.

She finished the task Rommie had given her and headed to the mess deck for a Sparky before she went to bed. On her way there, she passed by a familiar door. The large doors of the hangar bay loomed in her memory like a bad dream. She wondered if her ship, the Hydra, was still in the hangar. She squeezed her eyes shut as she argued with herself over whether or not to go in. Finally she opened her eyes and looked to her left and right. She stepped to the door and it swooshed open. Inside, the hangar was empty. Hydra was gone. She wiped a tear off of her cheek and continued on to the mess deck. There she found Harper and Trance.

"Hey, Felix," Trance said cheerfully.

"Hello," Felix said quietly. She grabbed a Sparky from the cooling unit and twisted off the cap. After a long drink, she sighed and looked at Trance and Harper, who looked at her with worried eyes. "What?"

"You seem sad," Trance answered. "What's wrong?"

"The Hydra's gone." She glanced at Harper with angry eyes and turned away from them. She took another long drink.

"I had to, Felix," Harper said slowly. "It reminded everybody of you." She turned back to them, brow creased, eyes watering. "Every time somebody went into that hangar, they'd come out of it sad and reminded of your death. We couldn't deal with it anymore, so we sold it."

There was silence for a moment. She laughed a little. "How much did you get for it?" she said with difficulty.

"It doesn't matter," Trance answered. "We've got something better now; you."

Felix smiled and finished her Sparky. "Good night to all," she said as she left for her quarters.