Jack and Lizzie walked along the corridors to Phoebe's quarters in silence. The only thing on their mind was 'Trip.'

Quad was slowly pacing back and forth in the small room that belonged to his sister, and Malcolm was still sitting on the bed next to Phoebe, his arm still round her shoulders. Her crying had slightly stopped and now she was just sniffing. As soon as Quad's friend entered the room, he stopped pacing and moved over to him, not taking any notice of the woman he was with.

"Jack, where have you been?" Upon hearing Quad speaking to Jack, Phoebe and Malcolm looked at the boys.

"I went to sickbay to see how your dad was doing." Lizzie looked at Quad and could see a resemblance. He looked just like Trip had when he was younger.

"How is he?" Phoebe asked between a couple of sniffs. Phoebe looked into Jack's eyes and watched his movements for any hints about what he was going to say.

"Phlox is waiting for the replicator to make him a lung." It's just what she had feared; her father was going to need an operation. "He's also started a blood transfusion." The young girl closed her eyes and sighed heavily, swallowing hard.

Phoebe turned her head to look at Reed. "Malcolm, you've got to let me go and see him." She pleaded, tears beginning to form again in her reddened eyes.

Malcolm sighed slightly and shook his head. "Phoebe, you know I can't do that. I have my orders from Admiral Archer."

Phoebe stood up defiantly, and in anger. "Malcolm please! He's my dad, I've got to see him!"

Malcolm slowly raised to his feet and sighed. "I can't, I'm really sorry." He gently placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Fine." She said calmly. Malcolm slightly nodded his head, putting his arm back next to his side. Then suddenly without warning she ran out of her quarters as fast as she could and right past the guards.

"Phoebe!" Malcolm called. The guards didn't even try and shoot Phoebe knowing how she was feeling. Malcolm and Quad quickly took off after her, following her all the way to sickbay. When they entered they were out of breath and Phoebe was standing next to her mother. Hoshi had her arms round her shoulders and her head was leaning on her shoulder. Quad slowly moved to the other side of Hoshi, who sensed his approach and reached out and placed her hand on his shoulder, squeezing it gently. Malcolm stayed near the door.

Phlox was still over by the replicator waiting for the lung. It was nearly ready, he probably needed to wait just a few more minutes, but those few minutes could mean the difference between life and death for Trip.

Phoebe didn't really care what Archer was going to do to her. As far as she was concerned he could shove her punishment out an airlock. If she was going to be thrown in the brig she didn't care, as long as she was with her father right now.

It wasn't long before the replicated lung was ready. Phlox took it out of the machine and moved over to his patient. "I'm going to have to ask you to leave." He said gently. The three Tuckers looked at Phlox. "Please?" Hoshi nodded and together she and Quad began to leave, but Phoebe didn't move.

"Phoebe!" Hoshi called. Phoebe turned to look at her mum and then turned back to Trip. She leant forward and gently gave him a kiss on the forehead. She then reluctantly left with her mother and brother. The group patiently waited outside sickbay. After a few minutes of waiting Phoebe spotted Archer heading their way and she quickly ducked behind Malcolm for protection, grabbing his shoulder so that she was close to him and he couldn't move away, leaving her undefended.

"How is he?" He asked keeping his eyes firmly fixed on the disobedient child hiding behind his Armoury officer.

"He's having his lung replaced as we speak." Replied Hoshi who was close to tears. Archer took a sigh before he addressed Phoebe. None of the people standing with her knew what had happened in the turbolift.

"Phoebe."

"Yes sir?" She asked in her little voice, scared to look at the Admiral.

"I'm sorry for what happened to you in the turbolift. Travis explained everything." Everyone looked at Phoebe in puzzlement wondering what Archer was talking about. "Also…" He took a sigh before he continued. "I'm sorry I shot you and confined you to quarters." The group was a little surprised to hear Archer apologising to Phoebe. Even she wasn't expecting it and didn't know what to say. The only thing she could think of for his sudden change in attitude towards her was Jack must've said something to him that made him think about things. Archer turned to Malcolm. "Keep me updated."

"Yes sir."

Archer turned to leave but turned back round to the Tucker family. "Where's Lizzie?"

Phoebe looked up from her hiding position. She hadn't noticed that when Jack came back he had a woman with him, she was too worried about Trip.

"I think she's back in Phoebe's quarters." Quad replied, breaking the few second's silence.

"No, she's here!" Came a voice from down the corridor. Everyone turned to see Jack walking along with the blonde haired woman. Her clothes weren't in the best condition, but what do you expect after being a prisoner for a few years and having to endure torture. Phoebe looked at her. It was like she was almost looking into a mirror, the only difference was really the fact of hair colour, while Phoebe had long brown hair, Lizzie had short blonde hair. She had heard her father telling her stories about the Xindi attack nearly 20 years ago and how his sister Lizzie had died. Trip had been able to show her pictures of her and she remembered them quite well. It really was Lizzie that was standing near her. Quad however had not heard the stories because he was always playing with Jack either in his quarters or down in the gym – about one of only 3 or 4 places they were allowed to go.

It was odd that even though both Quad and Phoebe had spent the same amount of time with their father when they were growing up Phoebe had his accent, but Quad has taken on the accent of his mother. Quad wanted to be treated like a man, but the way that Archer had placed the rules on the ship allowing the two young boys to only be allowed in their quarters, the Mess Hall and the gym, it was keeping them back and making them fell like they were still children. They were now teenagers. Old enough to know about the dangers going into engineering and the Armoury and the bridge, after all Phoebe had been allowed into those places when she turned fourteen.

Both Quad and Jack knew that they wanted to join Starfleet as soon as they could. They wanted adventure. They were hardly let off the ship, the only planets they had actually ever been to were Risa and Earth, but they wanted to do more – what young boy wouldn't? All the energy they were storing up by not getting around much, it was beginning to get too much for them, and for the adults.

Having spent their lives hearing about stories from the earlier missions, before they were born, when the Enterprise was first launched, they wanted to get out more. Jack's ambition was to have his own ship, just like his father. Become Captain Jack Archer. He liked the sound of that, and so it was that everyday the two boys would play games, pretending they were on their own starship in their quarters, Jack as the captain, sometimes, and Quad was the chief engineer, just like his father. Sometimes Phoebe would join in with them, if she wasn't out around the ship helping everyone, and if she did she usually took up the part of her uncle… Malcolm… she liked the idea of being a security officer.

It was during one of the pretend games that Phoebe had played a prank on Jack resulting in his scarred cheek.

It had been 8 years ago, Phoebe was 9, Jack was 5 and Quad was 4. That day Phoebe was playing the part of the captain, as the other two were too young to know about the responsibilities of a captain and how to take command.