She lay on the biobed unconscious, but quivering, her face tensing every now and then, she was obviously remembering bad times or having nightmares. The Captain and Commander were standing over her. What ever had happened to her on that planet certainly was very traumatising for her. They didn't know much about her, about her species, but they knew that she didn't belong at the prison camp. For several days the crew of the Enterprise had been doing their best to rescue 2 people from there… Commander Tucker and Lieutenant Reed, but now they were back safely on board the ship, but with a new passenger.

Trip and Malcolm had done their best to communicate with her but with no luck, except for being able to tell her their names. From that moment she began to trust them which led them to rescue her. She didn't look like anyone else on the planet and so that led them to believe she had been kidnapped or something. She was too young to look like a criminal, and in the short space of time that the two men had known her she didn't seem the type to be a criminal.

Captain Archer was mesmerised by her hair. It was long, light brown colour, but it was also blue. Streaks of a dark blue colour ran through her hair at even intervals. When Trip had first seen her he was mesmerised by it too.

"Will she live?" Captain Archer finally asked turning to his Denobulan doctor.

"Hopefully." He replied with a small smile, which very quickly washed away. "Her injuries are healing up a lot faster than any human's." he added

"What do you know about her?" He asked turning to Commander Tucker.

"Not a lot sir. She doesn't speak English and she's not human. The guards at that placed seemed to enjoy beating her up a lot. I'm guessing they must've known her well to do something like to her. Poor kid." Archer realised that Trip had gotten himself attached to the girl that lay on the bed in their sickbay. He turned back to look at the young girl.

"Let me know when she wakes up." Archer said with a sigh not really knowing what else to do.

"Of course captain." He turned and left with Trip following him.

"What are we going to do with her?" Trip asked as the doors to sickbay closed behind them.

"I don't know Trip. First of all I'd like to try and speak with her, find out what I can about her."

"I'm not sure she'll want to talk to anybody she doesn't recognise when she wakes up and finds herself in a strange room sir."

"I agree." Archer looked Trip. "But maybe if you were there too she'd feel safer." Trip nodded his head. "Let's go and see how Malcolm is."

"I'm sure he'd be glad of the company." They both moved off towards Malcolm's quarters.

Lieutenant Reed was lying on his bed on his back reading a PADD. It contained the reports from the Armoury for the last 8 days, the length of time he had been held prisoner at the camp on the planet. The day that they had been rescues Malcolm had been beaten up a bit, but not as much as the girl. He had managed to get a bad bump on the head, resulting in slight concussion, the reason why Doctor Phlox had removed him from duty for a couple of days. The door soon chimed and he sat up.

"Come in." He called. The door slid open and in walked Trip and John. A smile crossed his face when he saw his two friends enter. "Captain, Commander."

"How are you feeling?" John said moving over to him and sitting down on the bed next to the Armoury officer

"I'm getting there. How's the girl?"

"She's still unconscious. Doctor Phlox is hopeful that she'll make a full recovery. What have you got there?" He asked noticing the PADD.

"It's the last weeks report from the Armoury. I asked Ensign Birden to bring it to me"

"If I recall Doctor Phlox said you were supposed to not do any work." Archer said crossing his arms looking at his Armoury Officer.

"I'm not working sir, I'm reading. No harm in that is there?" The three men smiled at each other.

A few days passed and nothing much about the girl's condition changed. After a final examination by Phlox, Malcolm was allowed back on duty, but had to start things off slowly, not too much stress or any fights. Captain Archer was sitting in his chair in his ready room when a voice came over the COMM system.

"Sickbay to Captain Archer." John stopped reading the PADD he had in his hands and placed it on his desk.

"Go ahead." The captain responded as he pressed a button at the side of his monitor.

"Our guest has woken up."

"Notify Commander Tucker, I'm on my way." He quickly got up and left his ready room. On his way to the turbo lift he called Ensign Hoshi Sato and she got up and joined him. When the pair arrived in sickbay Trip was sitting at the edge of the bed cradling the new comer. It was obvious that she was frightened but seeing Trip was thankfully calming her down. "Trip?" He looked up when he heard his name being said.

"Cap'n." He replied. John nodded to Hoshi and she got her universal Translator ready.

"Can you get her to talk?"

"I'll try." Trip pulled out of the hug slightly so that he could look into her eyes. As soon as Archer saw their colour he was fixed on them, like he was in a trance. Hoshi could also see their brilliance, a very pale lilac colour. "I need you to talk. If you could talk just for a few seconds we could understand each other." But she just starred into his eyes, then she noticed Captain Archer not standing very far away from her. She looked at him.

"Qui etes-vous?" She finally said. Hoshi was suddenly very surprised.