"I'm afraid i can't allow you to do that." Archer responded. Raya looked at him in confusion, many questions began to run through her head. He didn't want her to leave Enterprise after what he had just found out. His words shocked Raya and kept repeating in her head.

"Sir?" Malcolm asked. He was also quite surprised.

"You are one of my top two security officers. I can't afford to loose you just because of what you are. It may very well be that you are what you are like because of what you are. And I'm grateful for that. You've helped to save this ship more times than i can count Raya. We need you here. You're staying on Enterprise."

"Yes sir." Raya was getting close to tears after hearing what Archer had said about her. She managed a weak smile, but it wasn't much. He was the second person to not have stepped back away from her in fear after hearing what she truly was.

"If it's ok with Doctor Phlox. I'd like you to join me for dinner tonight." Archer looked at Phlox and he nodded.

"I'll be there sir."

"17:00?" Archer asked as she nodded her head. He placed a hand on her shoulder and smiled he then moved away, Malcolm stayed next to her, placing himself on the edge of the bed.

"Captain!" She called. Archer turned round to face her. "Thanks... for understanding." She said as she looked into the captain's eyes. Archer nodded, smiling a little at the edges. He left Sickbay to find Dracona again. He had yet to thank her for what she had done even if it was she who had brought the Gorgaran ships in the first place.

Raya leant her head up against Malcolm's shoulder as he put an arm around her.

"You okay?" Malcolm asked softly. Phlox had gone off to do something else, most likely to go and feed his pets.

"Yeah." She paused for a second. "Yeah I'm fine." She soon slowly drifted off and was soon asleep. Malcolm stayed as much he could allow with. He gently touched her hair and ran his fingers through it, like a comb.

Archer found Dracona in the Mess Hall. Trip was with her just in case anything bad should happen. She was standing facing the window looking at the stars. She still had the Blue hair and Emerald Green eyes. He went up to her and she turned round, sensing the new presence. She bowed.

"Hiya Cap'n… Err... How's Raya 'n' Travis?" Trip asked as he saw the Captain approaching

"They're fine." Archer replied, a little awkwardly. Trip knew there was something else but he didn't press the matter further. Archer faced Dracona again. "I never thanked you for what you did earlier. So, uh...Thank you"

"I only undid a error. I brought them upon you and if i had known strait away you were in the vicinity i would have flown another direction Captain. But as it is they did attack you rather than me. So, you're Welcome Captain" Dracona replied, bowing her head slightly

"Thanks anyway." He said again, knowing that his 'thank you's' weren't going to be enough. He had to do something else for her. He noticed her clothes. Ripped and dusty. "Trip. Would you take Dracona to the quartermaster and ask him to make some new clothes for her?"

Dracona's eyes widened but she didn't say anything. She was used to being a slave and never was used to these standards and generosities

"Sure Cap'n. This way Dracona" Dracona nodded and bowed again. She left the room with Trip.

Grabbing a cup from the cupboard Archer placed it under the drinks processing unit.

"Coffee. White. Hot." He said and soon the cup was filled with the beverage he had asked for. He moved over to a table and sat down at it. T'Pol soon entered and saw the captain sitting on his own in the darkened Mess Hall. No one else was around.

She herself went to the DPU and order Green Tea and went over to the Captain.

"May I join you Captain?"

"Please" Archer indicated an empty chair next to him. She sat down gracefully and set her mug on the table.

"I'm sure that if Commander Tucker was here now he would say… 'A penny for your thoughts'" Archer looked up from his coffee mug at the Vulcan who was staring at him.

"Sorry?" Not quite hearing what the Vulcan woman in front of him was saying.

"It is obvious you are thinking about certain things. May i ask what they are or are they of a personal matter?"

Archer looked back at his coffee. He sighed.

Dracona followed the man called Trip. She knew his real name was Commander Charles Tucker III but she didn't understand why most people called him Trip. They entered the Quartermaster's abode. The guy looked cheerful enough.

"Hiya Mark." Trip called as they entered. The quartermaster looked up.

"Hi Commander. What can i do for you today?" Mark asked.

"Dracona, this is Mark, our Quartermaster" Dracona bowed. Trip was wondering why she kept doing that. He made a mental note to ask her why. "She needs some new clothing" Trip replied, thoughtfully.

"Ok. If you leave us to it I'll be able to sort her out, get all the measurements. You understand sir."

"Sure. When shall i come back?"

"In a couple of hours."

"Ok. I'll see ya later Dracona." And with that Trip quickly left. At first, Dracona was a bit hesitant but after a few moments decided she had better trust these people. They didn't seem the sort she feared.

"Anything in particular you fancy?" Asked Mark, in the midst of taking measurements.

"I don't mind what i have" Dracona replied. Mark noticed the uneasiness in her voice.

Trip decided to make his way to the Mess Hall where he found T'Pol and the Cap'n just sitting.

"Mind if i join you both?" Trip asked. Archer just nodded. Trip sat down in an empty chair. He looked at Archer. "A penny for your thoughts?" He said with a small smile. A small smile spread across Archer's face too. T'Pol really did know him well.

"You could say that" Archer said, thoughtfully as he took a long sip from his beverage.

"Anything you wanna spill or...?" Trip asked. A moment passed before Archer gave his reply to his best friend and science officer.

"I was just thinking about Raya. About what she really is and about how close she came to loosing her child today. If she had told me that she was pregnant i would never have sent her on that mission." T'Pol stopped at looked at the chief engineer and the Captain.

"Ensign Tagia is pregnant?" T'Pol asked politely, breaking the silence, immediately stopping everything she was doing. Even though she wasn't showing it Trip could tell by T'Pol's eyes that she was surprised a member of the crew was pregnant.

"Yeah. She is."

"Malcolm's the father." Trip added

"I see." T'Pol replied, taking a sip from her green tea.

"She's doing all right though ain't she Cap'n? I mean she'll be back to work and the baby will be fine won't it?" Trip asked.

"As far as i know, yes." Archer replied, still staring half-mindedly at the brown abyss of his coffee.

"That's good. So... what exactly can Raya do being Half Betazoid and half ...Hanapi?" Trip asked being careful about what he was calling the other half of Raya. T'Pol looked at Trip upon hearing what Raya was, instead of being human.

"Hanachi." Archer repeated softly, putting slight emphasis on the 'chi' to correct Trip. He looked at T'Pol. "Raya isn't Human. She's half Betazoid and half Hanachi. She's capable of telepathic powers and sensing things around her, that's the Betazoid abilities, the Hanachi ability enables her to transport herself to other places provided she can see where she's going" Archer explained.

"That is quite impressive. I have heard of the Betazoids, but i have never heard of the Hanachi before." T'Pol replied.

"Hmm. She said the Betazoids have been met with fear because of what they are capable of. Is that true?" Archer lightly asked.

"From what i have heard yes. However the Vulcans have never made contact with them."

"Ah" Archer replied returning to his Coffee. He downed what was left of it and pushed it away from him after setting the warm, empty mug on the metallic table. If only he had known about her and what she was, she wouldn't have been stabbed. But it had happened. That was a fact. A brick wall that was staying firmly where it was.

"So... what exactly happened down on the planet that provoked the attack?" Trip asked.

"Dracona" Archer stated simply. At the puzzled look on Trip's face he filled in the blanks. "She had escaped from a Gorgaran Working Complex. They didn't know she had escaped till she was well away. She went for the nearest meadow she could find. Unfortunately she would have to pass a Gorgaran Authority Complex. That's when she met Malcolm and Raya. After talking with them she ran off and again started for the meadow. Once she was well out in the open she changed into her Dragon form, and she flew away from the planet. Gorgaran Guards saw her change and went after her and chased her into space. She didn't know we were here until she noticed the Ships turn to a new direction. She told me that she had caused them to come here, caused them to go after her. She didn't want Enterprise to be destroyed because of what she had done." Archer paused. "The rest we know"

"No, Cap'n i meant about why were Travis and Raya kidnapped? Cause Malcolm told me they wanted them back. What had the two of them done?"

"I don't know."

"I suggest we return to the planet immediately and retrieve our shuttlepods." T'Pol said calmly.

"Dammit! I forgot they were there." Archer said and banged his head on the table, in hope of knocking some sense into himself. Everything he had found out so far today was doing his head in, and he had completely forgotten about the two shuttlepods that had been left by Travis, Malcolm and Raya down on Gorgaria.

"Then I suggest you retrieve them Captain" She stated, finishing her tea. Trip was mildly smiling. T'Pol could definitely pull jokes without even realising it. Archer nodded and stood.

"Better go and do that then" Archer smiled weakly and with Trip following exited the Mess Hall to retrieve their forgotten crafts.