The group looked at the chair.

"Marlaya." Narzuc beckoned for Marlaya to move over, but she was reluctant and wanted to stay near Malcolm.

"What is that thing?" Malcolm asked, hoping he would get a reply.

"It's a mind probing machine. It allows someone to go back into lost thoughts and memories and find out the truth about certain things." Vera replied as she stepped closer to Malcolm and Marlaya.

"And from what I've heard it's a very painful process." Marlaya had her arms crossed in front of her chest. An old friend of hers had once been shown the chair and she had explained what it was like.

"Yes. That is a downside to this method, but we are trying to develop it to make it less painful." Eidaian informed the away team who were all looking uneasy about Marlaya using the chair. But no matter how painful she had heard it being described, Marlaya wanted to know if there really were others still alive. It was her people, she couldn't abandon them. She was, as far as she knew, their queen now, even if her mother was still alive she still couldn't abandon then and leave them in the hands of the Gregtarnans. She bit her lip while she thought.

"You don't have to go through with this if you don't want to. No one's going to force you." Narzuc called as he took a few steps towards them. Marlaya looked between all the people in the room, and her eyes finally rested on the chair. Pictures of her family and friends then suddenly flashed through her mind so quickly all of it was nearly a blur. Tears quickly began to show in her eyes. She missed her family so much.

"I'll do it." Her voice was almost inaudible as she tried to fight back her tears and pain.

"Are you sure?" Archer asked and moved over to her. He placed a hand gently on her shoulder and she nodded at him. She cleared her throat before she answered him.

"Yeah. I'm sure. If some of my people are live I need to know. So does Ba'Dan." She nodded at her friends.

"All right." Archer replied. He stepped to one side and Vera led Marlaya up to the chair. She took her place and lay down on it. Malcolm wasn't too pleased that she had decided to take up the offer and he was slightly wary of them. Having been attacked by aliens who looked peaceful on first impressions, he had learnt to try and get to know them better before agreeing to anything they had to offer, but the fact that Marlaya knew about the Torkaya's reputation put his mind slightly at rest. Trip, Archer and Malcolm watched as Narzuc and Eidaian began to place a few of the wires on her forehead and also on the back of her hands. A couple were then placed on her stomach.

"What are those for?" Trip called. He wanted to know exactly what Marlaya was going to be going through.

"These are to monitor her heart rate, brain activity, blood pressure and also to stimulate the mind to try and unlock the memories she can't remember." The vice chancellor moved over to a couple of computer screens placed on a wall near to the chair. He turned them on and several different pictures sprang up. A few steady beats told them that the pads were sending her heart rate to the monitors. "If anything gets too high and could present life long problems then we will shut it down immediately."

Archer nodded. He crossed one hand over his chest and rested one elbow on the forearm allowing him to rest his head on one hand. Eidaian and Narzuc then began to strap her down onto the chair. If the pain got too much then she could cause herself damage by falling off and so it was only for her protection and safety tat she didn't have much manouverabilty.

"Are you prepared for this Marlaya?" Narzuc leant over the chair to look at Marlaya. She nodded her head. "Right. I'll need you to try and concentrate on anything you can about the time you spent at that prison camp." Narzuc looked at Eidaian and nodded at him. He pressed a couple of buttons on the monitor and the process had begun. Marlaya closed her eyes and her mind went back to the four years she had spent at the prison camp.

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As the spear ripped through Marlaya's skin she screamed in pain. The shaft was pulled away and she fell on the ground, holding her injured limb, trying to stop the bleeding, but the ripped flesh of her body was too big that it wouldn't do any good. Tears flowed from her already reddened eyes as she tried to ignore the pain... But it was no use. The only thing her mind could think of was the pain, the bleeding, and the torture. The grin on the guards face was like a dagger to her heart and it shattered all her hopes that she would ever leave the planet alive… ever leave it soon and escape the torment that she was put through nearly every day since arriving. She looked at her arm and saw the blood dripping down onto the stone floor. She looked back up at the guards and she was suddenly struck round the face… and that was it… there was nothing else… just darkness…. She had been knocked so hard her head had hit a wall and she was now lying on the floor unconscious.

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Malcolm could see that Marlaya's face was beginning to tense up with pain. In his mind he began to picture what it was that she could be remembering. Having seen himself and Trip being tortured he had a rough idea of what it was she was thinking of. Archer kept his eyes on the monitors, especially the one that showed her heart rate. Since the process had started it had already increased and was still increasing every couple of minutes.

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Marlaya was in a dark room. It was cold and wet. The sound of a door creaking open forced the young girl to shudder. Her blindfold prevented her from seeing who it was that was coming but she knew why. Arms reached down, grabbed her and dragged her onto her bare feet. She was pulled down into a room where she was chained to a brick wall. The two guards ripped off her torn blood stained top and immediately the young girl began to shiver from the cold. Her front was facing the damp chill of the brown bricks. A SWOOSH was heard and the suddenly a CRACK as rope struck across her bare back. Many cuts were already there and the blow of the ropes intensified the sting from the previous days. She cried out as each time her back was stuck… only one questioned went though her mind… 'Why are they doing this to me?'… She had never done anything wrong to them. The rag that was used as a blindfold was already fairly damp from her tears and her beautiful dark brown hair with blue streaks had lost it's shine and was greasy, showing many days of this dreadful torture… it was possibly even months… she had lost count of how long she had been there... how long it had been since her planet had been destroyed.

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A couple of tears flowed from the corners of Marlaya's closed eyes and both Trip and Malcolm could see that her memories were getting worse. Her fists were also beginning to clench, showing her hatred for the years of pain she had to endure. Malcolm looked away for a brief moment, but he couldn't keep his eyes off her. He had to know what she was going through… he was the one that Marlaya had put most of her trust into… agreeing to act as the father for the twins. The fact that Marlaya asked him to do this showed her respect for him. Malcolm had always been kind and gentle with her and he was always there for her when she needed to talk. Her breathing had become quicker and sharper now and the pain of the memories deepened.

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Marlaya desperately tried to get out of the grasp of the two Gregtarnan guards that were holding her back. Tears flowing down her face as she watched the flames leap high into the sky. The screams of a woman rang through her ears and the heat and the flames burned her alive. Many Gregtarnans stood and watched as the queen of the Tarnisians… Seejeah… Was burned alive… it was the worst kind of torture that Marlaya had to watch, even worse than seeing her planet destroyed. Through the blurred vision of her eyes Marlaya could see the group of Tarnsians that were being forced to watch as Seejeah was murdered. As the flames died down all that was left of the queen was ashes. The Gregtarnans had moved away allowing the Tarnisians to move over and comfort Marlaya. Lorella, Marlaya's younger sister, was the first to reach her. She was kneeling on the ground. There was nothing anyone could do for her now. Seejeah was dead and gone.

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As the pain began to flood back to Marlaya she began to wriggle, desperately trying to get awayfrom the chair and she began to scream in pain, as if she were trying to reach her mother and prevent her death, but it couldn't be done…. The straps around her ankles, her wrist, her waist and her chest prevented her from doing that, just like the guards and held her back.

Malcolm couldn't stand any more of it… watching Marlaya like that… it was too much for him. He rushed over to the chair and began to pull the straps off.

"Leave them alone!" Narzuc cried as he tried to pull Malcolm away, but Malcolm continued to get her off the chair and comfort her. As soon as all the straps were off her he pulled her up to him and hugged her tightly. She immediately wrapped her arms around his neck to keep him close to her. Narzuc and Eidaian moved over and took the wires off Marlaya's body. She buried her head into Malcolm's shoulder, resulting in his uniform becoming damp, but it didn't bother Malcolm. As long as he knew that Marlaya was all right and no longer in pain he was happy.

"It's all right Marlaya. You're safe. Shush now. It's all right. I'm here." Malcolm kept repeating. He knew that saying those kinds of things always helped someone to fell safer as he had often done it with the twins.

Trip and Archer moved over to give more comfort to Marlaya. Trip gently placed a hand on her shoulder.

"They're there." Marlaya managed to say in between her tears as she tried to get her breath.

"There are Tarnisians on Hundaria IV?" Trip asked, knowing what the answer was going to be already.

"They killed her! They killed my mother!" She cried out. That last memory had been so painful for her. The four Torkayan officials stood to one side. Narzuc had his hands on Vera's shoulders. She had done the right thing to tell them that others were still alive.

Archer looked at Trip. He unzipped his left arm pocket and took out his communicator, moving over into a corner. He flipped it open and began to speak.

"Archer to Enterprise."

"Go ahead Captain." T'Pol's voice came back through.

"I want you to prepare to leave and head back to Hundaria IV."

"Captain?" T'Pol questioned. Hundaria IV had not been a very good place to have visited in the first place, just over five years ago and since then they had tried to stay clear of that planet.

"I'll explain when we get back. Archer out." Archer replied and closed the communicator he then turned back to the group around the chair. Marlaya was now looking at Malcolm, just a few tears still trickling down her face. Malcolm brushed some of her hair away from her face and she nodded at him. It was obvious that Malcolm had asked if she was all right or something similar along those lines. Archer looked at Narzuc and gave him a nod. The Chancellor instantly translated that as 'it is time to say bye'. They had to go and rescue what was left of the Tarnisians back on Hundaria IV. Narzuc nodded back at Archer to show he understood. Leaving the room the group parted and made their way back to the shuttle.

"I hope we meet again soon captain Archer." Narzuc said as Trip jump into the pod, helping Marlaya in. Malcolm soon followed him.

"So do I Chancellor. But you understand the importance of what we have to do."

"Of course. Good luck."

Archer nodded and then jumped into the pod. He closed the hatch and took his place in the pilot's seat. The pod started up and then the thrusters kicked in forcing the pod to lift off the ground.