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Three looked out the window to see the stars passing by her in a hurry to get by. It was just an illusion, but that was what it looked like to her. It had been so long since Three had been able to see the stars for what they were; beauty. It was late at night, and Three was in her new quarters that she lived in with the Wildman's. All night Naomi had been trying to teach her various games. Three hadn't understood most of them. They seemed so irrelevant, but Naomi seemed to like them, and Samantha seemed to encourage the activity to both of them. Leaning against the cushions of the couch and still watching the stars, Three tried to remember what had happened to her, but no matter how hard she tried she couldn't make it come to her. She sighed; the unknown was laid before her as Voyager sped through the stars Three went back to bed.

The Next Day

Lieutenant Tuvok was quite tired physically and mentally, but the captain had wanted him to visit with Three after he went off duty. Walking toward the Wildman's quarters, he noted the fact that Naomi would be with Seven tonight, and Ensign Wildman had a night shift in engineering. Tuvok arrived at the Wildman's quarters and signaled that he was there. The door immediately opened and Ensign Wildman was at the door.

"Good Evening Lieutenant, I was just about to leave. Thank you for coming, I know that it was already planned, but I'm worried about Three." Samantha Wildman said.

"How so?" Tuvok questioned her.

"She's so quiet, Naomi tries to get her to play games, but Three doesn't understand what games are. She just stares out the window at the stars. And I know that she didn't sleep much last night." She told him.

"That could be expected after being with the collective so long; she doesn't know what sleep is, and that she will have to get used to it. The playing part will come in time, but it may just be part of her nature. Odd, it almost sounds like she is a Vulcan child. We don't know that much about the Corean's." Tuvok informed her.

"I know, you're right, she does almost act like a Vulcan child," Samantha smiled. "No offense, sir." She finished.

"None taken." Tuvok informed her politely.

"Of course sir, I have to get to my shift. I will see you later." Samantha smiled at him and left.
Tuvok, for some reason, liked Samantha; she was very practical, and caring. At times when there were problems during an encounter she kept a very cool head, and never got her emotions in the way. Looking around the quarters he saw Three sitting staring out the window gazing off into space, literally.

"Hello Three, do you remember me?" Tuvok asked. Watching the young girl was quiet for awhile, not speaking. For a second, Tuvok wasn't sure if she was awake or not.

"Yes, I remember, you're the Vulcan from sick bay." Three said quietly.

"Good, you're memory is staying solid. Do remember anything from before you came?" Tuvok asked walking over to where she was sitting.

"No, only bits and pieces. I remember a brief moment of clarity when I escaped. I just don't remember how." She told him.

"The captain has asked me to help you retrieve those memories, if you would like." Tuvok informed her. "It might be painful, but once it is out, you will feel better."

"Okay." Three said, Tuvok's voice was very comforting to her; it was soothing, she knew she could trust it, and him.

"Very well then, let's get started. I would like you to sit down here on the floor. Wait there while I replicate some candles." He instructed her. Three did as he told her.

"What are you doing?" She asked him.

"I'm going to perform a mind meld, it will give you more mental control for awhile, and you will perhaps be able to remember something." He told her while he lighted a candle in front of him. "Now close your eyes, and relax." He said softer, Three listened intently to his voice hearing his words. "My mind to your mind, my thoughts to your thoughts. One mind, same thoughts." Tuvok slipped into her mind almost immediately that he felt a little surprised. Her mind was a jumble with thoughts; there were even other people's thoughts. His and the captains suspicions were true, she was telepathic, but she didn't have the control yet. Digging deeper into her memory he found memories of the past few years hard to access. Locked away so that she wouldn't remember them, Tuvok went into them hopping to find something.

Suddenly Tuvok was plunged into a memory of Three's. Looking around he could see that he was aboard a Borg ship. In a room unlike any he had ever seen, it was the size of a cargo bay; there were four metal beds with probes all around them and a display with the scanning results, all in a Borg language. Only three of the beds were occupied, one with a Corean male, one with a human female, and the one beside Tuvok held Three. Every bed had at least one Borg scanning them, or performing some type of experiments on them, that was the best that Tuvok could reason. Off to the side of the room Three's ship was being scanned by yet more Borg, and they couldn't seem to get any results either. The Borg at Three's bed seemed to not be able to find any results for any tests; they kept inserting a tube into her neck. All at once all of the Borg in the room left. Tuvok watched them leave all were heading in one direction they had been distracted by something. After what it seemed like a few minutes, when nothing had happened, Tuvok saw Three start to move. She seemed to be moving the restraints with her mind; even then she looked surprised at what she had done. Tuvok asked himself why she was so surprised that she moved the brownie the other day. He didn't have time to think on the matter because she was running/ stumbling her way to the ship, Tuvok hurried to catch up with her. He saw the door open when she approached, now there were Borg coming back to try and stop her escape. The next thing Tuvok knew he was in the ship, Three was just standing there, not sure what to do, so she started to push random buttons. The ship started to move, before it headed into warp drive, though, the ship was hit. He saw Three making the distress call. Almost immediately after that was done, the ship was rocked with another volley of weapons fire from the Borg ship, they did not want her to leave. The ship was rocked back and forth before it launched into warp drive. Three was flung to the other side of the main cabin. She was unconscious. Tuvok looked at the readings in the computer, the Borg did not follow, and obviously they did not want to take out any more resources on this. He doubted though that this would be the last of them. Tuvok slowly let himself out of her mind being careful to not scare her.

"Three, do you remember more now?" Tuvok asked.

"Yes", She was said very unsteadily, she was almost crying and didn't seem to be doing very well after the experience.

"I believe it would help if I were to give you training in mental control, meditation techniques, and emotional control." Tuvok informed her, it was more of an order then a question, and he knew that she needed it if she was going to learn to control her telepathy and telekinetic powers.

"Of course," she said knowing what he knew, still scared of herself.

"Now, I believe it would also be helpful if you went to see the Doctor, would you like me to escort you?" he asked.

"Yes, that would be very helpful." She said still lost in her thoughts. They left the room and headed for Sick Bay, A Vulcan and a Corean. In the alpha quadrant that would be something that would never be seen, Tuvok thought as the walked down the hallway. Strange looks crossing the faces of the people they walked by.

Ok that's it. I hope you all liked it. It was a bit hard to write. I need to remember to concentrate. Well Adios.