Data sat in his quarters. He was deep in thought. It made no sense. He walked over to his desk and opened a drawer. He pulled out a small box and opened it.

Inside was a piece of machinery that he wished he could use, but knew that it was hopeless. It was damaged

It was the emotion chip Lore had stolen from him when his father died. It was damaged when Lore was deactivated and the chip was extracted.

Data placed the box on his desk and stared at it. Could this small chip hold the memories he has had erased? Is that why Dr. Soong was so eager to give it to him?

The chime sounded alerting Data to someone at his door. Data stood and walked into the small front room.

"Enter," he said in his normal voice. The door slid open and Roxanne walked in.

"I am so sorry about showing you those images, but it had to be done. You must feel terrible…"

"I have no emotions so I can not feel terrible," Data said. Roxanne sighed.

"That's right, I forgot." She crossed the room and sat on his couch. Within seconds a small orange fur ball jumped into her lap. Roxanne looked down at the small creature and smiled.

"I didn't know you had a cat Data," Roxanne said as she began to pet the creature.

"This is Spot," Data said taking the seat next to her. Spot was purring contently as Roxanne slowly kneaded his fur between her fingers.

"He's a sweet cat Data. You've done a wonderful job with him," Roxanne said not looking up at Data's face. She knew he would have made a great father, that was obvious, but she couldn't look at him and know that she took that away from him.

"It must be strange finding out you have a daughter," Roxanne said quietly.

Data looked at Roxanne and blinked. "I have had a daughter before."

Roxanne paused in her motions, much to Spot's dismay. She was in shock. She froze and didn't move for several minutes, even after Spot had jumped off her lap.

"Who was the mother?" Roxanne finally got out in a horse whisper. Data just looked at her and was curious about her reaction to the news, but didn't bother asking at the time.

"I built her, so there was no mother." Roxanne let out the breath she was holding. "Oh, then what happened to her?"

"She died."

Roxanne lowered her eyes to her lap. "I'm sorry," she said quietly. Data just looked at the girl curiously.

"Why?"

Roxanne turned to him, gently whipping the tears from her cheeks with her hand. "I brought up something that was obviously a horrible memory for you. I shouldn't have said anything about it."

Data just looked at the girl with tears in her eyes before speaking again. "Why did you stop petting Spot when I mentioned Lal?"

Roxanne looked up at Data again. "Lal?" "My daughter. That was her name."

"Oh," Roxanne said. "I think that it was such a shock that you had a daughter that I just froze and needed to let it sink in."

Data eyebrows creased as he thought about what Roxanne had told him.

"Is this a basic human reaction?" Roxanne turned to him and stared at him for a few seconds before she burst out laughing.

"What do you find humurious?"

"That is just like you Data," Roxanne said between laughs. Finally she calmed down enough to speak clearly.

"You always ask questions about such trivial things, and yet they have such meaning to you. I am beginning to remember why I fell for you in the first place," Roxanne said whipping the tears from her face after laughing so hard.

Data nodded and continued to think. Spot returned to his space on Roxanne's lap and the two of them sat there in silence, Data thinking and Roxanne sitting there petting a purring Spot.