Down in sickbay Malcolm was still sitting hugging the sleeping Raya when Archer returned to see how Travis and she were getting on. Archer smiled a little at the scene in front of him. He walked a bit further into the room and Malcolm looked up at him.

"How she doing?" Archer asked quietly.

"I guess well enough. She's sleeping like a baby," Malcolm smiled a little.

"That's good to hear" Archer sighed. "So...when did you two...you know" Archer left off awkwardly, though still curious to know.

"First fell in love... or... managed to get her pregnant?" Malcolm asked, as he wasn't sure which Archer wanted to know. He also wasn't sure if he wanted to tell him the second option, but he was his Captain and so he thought that he'd better, if that's what Archer wanted to know.

"Both" Archer said curiously. "If you don't mind that is"

"Well. I guess we first fell in love when um... when we were in the catwalk for about a week. Do you remember that?" Malcolm asked and Archer nodded his head. "Then Raya got pregnant about 4 months ago."

"I hope it works out Malcolm" Archer replied.

"So do i." Malcolm sighed, as Raya began to move slightly. He realised that she was waking up. "Hey" Malcolm stated softly. His thick British accent filling the room around them.

"How long have i been asleep?" She looked up and saw Archer standing near them. "Captain."

Archer smiled.

"An hour. Two at the most i should think" Malcolm replied, again his voice was soft.

"Is there something i can do for you captain?"

"Not at all. I just came by to see how you were doing." Archer smiled in return

"I'd fell better if i was up and moving around doing security things." Raya replied, slightly laughing. It was obvious that Malcolm had given her training with security by the way she acted like Malcolm…. She was practically a female version of Malcolm Reed…. Just not human.

Archer slightly laughed, understanding what she saying.

"That's for the Doctor to decide Raya." Archer smiled.

"Captain... How's Dracona?" Malcolm asked. Raya looked at him in confusion.

"Who's Dracona?" she asked as she looked between the two men. Archer smiled.

"Dracona, i believe was the teenage girl you met down on the planet. She was also the one who saved this ship."

"The girl with Blue hair and green eyes" Malcolm finished, helping Raya a little bit more.

"Oh her." Raya said slightly looking away. "I know what she is. Her people have managed to terrorise the Hanachi quite a lot."

"Oh." Archer sighed. To him, Dracona didn't see the type to go round terrorising people. And also, she seemed too young to do that sort of thing.

"Captain I've never met Dracona before. It's her people that have terrorised my people. Not her. But still all Hanachi are wary of the Raca'sackien." Archer was about to say something but then realised that Raya must've read his mind to find that out.

Archer nodded slowly. "Would you like to meet her?" He asked.

"Not really." Raya replied.

While Archer, Malcolm and Raya were talking Sickbay; Trip had headed back to the Quartermaster's room. When he got there he saw Dracona dressed in a garment of green. It made her eyes stand out. Dracona sensed someone was behind and turned. She saw Trip standing and looking at her. She bowed.

"Why do you keep doing that?" Trip asked, a little too bluntly but Dracona didn't seem to be offended.

"Doing what Commander?" Dracona replied unsure of what was coming.

"Bowin' your head"

"Sorry. I do it out of habit. I used to be a slave. My master said i should always bow when things were finished...or...or when i was spoken to. If I didn't ...he ...he'd" Dracona let out a sigh and continued, a little unsteadily 'he would beat, used a stick on my back, or the back of the knees. And if he was especially annoyed, he would hit me in the face" Dracona left off, unable to say anymore, tears coming close in her eyes.

Trip moved over to her and put his arms around her, bringing Dracona into a hug.

"It's all right now. No one's gonna beat you here. We're all friendly here. We're all friends. We all work together and we help each other out."

"I know...it's just, just it's hard letting go. His race, they destroyed my homeworld. We had to flee and to try keep away from them" Dracona mumbled in between sobs and sniffs. She clung onto Trip like he was a lifeline, not willing to let go.

"Where's your family? If you have one that is."

"My Mother is dead. Father is alive but i don't want to see him again. Other than that i don't know, we were split up. We fled in many directions to confuse the Ozarans. I have no where to go now that I'm free"

"Ozarans?" Trip asked. He had never heard of that species before. Dracona nodded into Trip's shoulder, crying harder now that bad memories were being remembered again but she was glad for it. it was the first she could just let out her own feelings without worry of being captured or beaten up again.

"I don't know what I'm going to do." Dracona mumbled through her sadness.

"Who are the Ozarans?" Trip asked again waiting for an answer. Dracona took a moment to remember what she could.

"Slave traders and destroyers of home worlds"

"You must've been scared" Trip soothed, rubbing Dracona's back gently.

"Something like that" The crying didn't seem to stop for a while but it was stopping slowly. "I'm trying to get used to trusting people again. It's hard." Trip just nodded.

A couple of weeks later and both Raya and Travis had been allowed back to their duties. Not too surprising now that Raya knew a couple more people knew of her secret she felt a lot more confident and happier with herself. She was busy down in the Armoury putting away a couple of phase pistols she had just tested and repaired, when Dracona came along. The two of them hadn't spoken at all and naturally Dracona didn't know Raya was half Hanachi. Archer had also agreed that because Dracona had no where else to go that she could stay on Enterprise for as long as she wanted.

Dracona looked around her. She had gotten used to the people and found them true to their about being friendly and kind. She really felt she could trust them but she knew to go slow. She noticed Raya at one end of the room, one of the people she hadn't yet spoken to. She made a decision and went over to her, and hopped to have a nice little chat with the woman.

"Hi" Dracona said, awkwardly, not sure what the reaction would be.

Raya sensed her approach and upon hearing her speak she didn't even turn round.

"I would prefer it if you stayed away from Dracona." Raya said. Slight hostility lingered in her voice as she continued to pack away the fully functioning weapons. Naturally Dracona was a little surprised that this human had managed to tell who it was without even turning round.

Dracona stepped back a little.

"Why? I don't understand? I don't understand what I've done"

"Look. It's nothing personal about you. Just your people." Raya said as she closed the locker and moved over to another one. Taking out a couple of the phase riffles and placing them on a trolley. She then took a couple more out as she continued to speak. "I know what you are and i know what your people did to the Hanachi. My grandmother and grandfather were killed in your last little bit of terrorising and because of that i have learnt never to trust the Räca'säckiën." Raya continued to place all the phase riffles on the trolley.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know. I can't help what my people did to yours, but i am sorry that it did. My knowledge of those times is little, so i don't know much" Dracona said, her voice calm and soft. No hostility, no anger, but it owned regret, sadness. She now realised that this person was more than just a human.

"Look. I know that I'm not being sensible about this... But it's just the way i feel. So please don't take it personally. Just stay out my way." Raya turned to the trolley and moved away with it, over to a square piece of metal on a frame in one corner. She picked up a phase riffle. And charged it up. Looked through the viewfinder for targeting and fired. She looked at it and fired again. "Dammit." she said and sighed heavily. She placed it on the ground next to her and picked up the next one.

"I'm not taking it personally." Dracona said softly. She closed her eyes for a few moments before looking at Raya once more and leaving. She headed for Sickbay, a headache was rising. The pendant round her neck was supposed to help with the headaches.

Raya fired the second phase riffle. She put it on the ground and sighed, placing one hand on her hip and the other she massaged her temples. She knew why she had said that... hormones had started to kick in and Raya was becoming a bit too protective of her baby. She was now regretting what she had just said. Luckily none of the other members in the Armoury had head what Raya and Dracona had said... No one that was, except for Malcolm. He had silently slipped in while Raya was removing all the phase rifles. He carefully went towards Raya knowing she would already he would be there. He stood behind her.

"Shoot me please Malcolm!" She said as she picked up one of the Phase rifles off the floor and held it out for Malcolm to take.

Malcolm didn't take the offered weapon.

"What's wrong?" He asked softly.

"What i said to Dracona. I told her to stay away from me. These damn hormones are messing me up!" she raised her voice and in anger threw the weapon down on the floor. It clattered nosily and the other officers looked at her. Luckily the weapon didn't break and just lay there waiting for someone to pick it up and place it back on the trolley. "I gotta go and find her and apologise to her."

Malcolm gently laid a hand on her shoulder "Want some company?"

"It might be useful cause i might try and kick her ass." She smiled and laughed a little. Malcolm did the same. Together the two of them left and made their way to the mess hall where they found Dracona staring at a mug as if it was all that mattered. "Dracona?" Raya called as she began to move over to the girl. At first Dracona didn't seem to have heard Raya but lifted her head at the last minute. Her eyes were red and puffed up. It was obvious she had been crying.

"Yes?"

"I'm sorry about what I said to you back in the Armoury... it's just the way I've been brought up." she paused for a second and Malcolm coughed... reminding Raya that wasn't the only reason. "It's also because I'm pretty high on hormones at the moment. I'm pregnant... i was being too protective of the baby. I hope you'll accept my apology" Raya held out a hand for Dracona. The girl just looked at it. Dracona didn't say anything, at least not at first. She looked at the window and sighed.

"I know. It's a shame that our race history is not what it could have been but the main thing is that it happened and we have to come to terms with it.' Dracona looked at Raya. She looked the worse for wear "I accept the apology and my congratulations on the pregnancy" Raya smiled. She then took Dracona's hand and gripped it in the hand she had held out for her.

"Thanks... I'm only half Hanachi. So that's one reason why I'm apologising. I don't usually say that kind of thing to anyone. The other half of me is Betazoid." Raya explained to the Raca'sackien. Malcolm smiled. Raya had managed to stay perfectly calm. It looked like she was getting used to the hormones and the aggressive tendencies and mood swings.

"And by the way... That's a handshake. It shows friendship amongst humans. A nice gesture." Malcolm said realising Dracona was quite surprised at what Raya had done with her hand.

Dracona visibly relaxed a little at Malcolm's explanation, not used to alien customs, save that of the Ozarans

"I see. I am glad to be among the best"

Raya smiled. She was beginning to like Dracona. All the things that she had heard about the Raca'sackien - she was beginning to realise were wrong - for this individual anyway.

"I'd better get back and continue to check on those phase rifles."

"Can i come with you? I'm feeling a little lonely" Dracona politely asked. She wanted to know Raya better.

Raya looked at Malcolm who just smiled at the Ensign. 'Thanks for that Malcolm'. She thought to herself after reading Malcolm's thoughts.

"Sure."

Dracona kept herself in check and did not bow as she normally would have done by instinct. She followed Raya all the way.