Well, can't reply to any reviews on this one 'cos there are none, unfortunately. I know it's the old time travel cliché but this is my own idea and I got seriously bored when I started. It seemed a terrible waste just to forget about it.

I hereby announce that none of the OC's belong to me, but Raven Cross, lucky her, does belong to me.

Malcolm went to his quarters and went to his computer station. He pulled up Earth history and then Earth's missing person's records for the last hundred years or so.

'Bloody hell' Malcolm breathed under his breath. The screen gave him a grand total of two hundred and fifteen missing persons. His fingers flickered over the controls and he typed in 'Rachel Cross' hoping it would match a person filed in the records.

The system took a while searching through all the names in the records and Malcolm relaxed back in his chair. He sighed slightly and thought more on this Raven character. Her hair was certainly as dark as a Ravens feathers and she was quite tall. Plus the fact she spoke with a thick West Country man's accent surprised him as he was all too used to hearing American accents, as they were the majority of the crew.

The records finally found Raven's file and it read:

Name: Raven Kathryn Cross
Age: Nineteen
Date of birth: 05/05/1989
Appearance: Black hair. Blue eyes. 5'9ft. Slim.
Date Went Missing: 12/12/05
Reason For Disappearance: Unknown.
Updates: Missing presumed dead.

Malcolm laid a hand on his chin as he read the information. He downloaded the information onto a padd and left. He went to the bridge and put the padd to one side. He checked the weapons systems while he waited for Captain Archer to come onto the bridge.

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They walked along the corridors and Raven fiddled around in her pockets. Today has turned out to be the most interesting and puzzling day of her entire life. It seemed like forever walking down the grey, circular corridors of the Enterprise. She still could not quite believe she was here.

'So, you recognize all of this?' Archer asked, trying to make some conversation with the girl.

'Most of it, yes. I figure there will be some differences from the programme, but everything so far is the same. It's weird.' Raven replied, tucking some loose strands of her black hair behind her ears. She wished she had brought a hair band with her.

'What is?' Archer asked, feeling more curious about her. It wasn't everyday someone from the past appears on your vessel…they had gone to the past and had been visited by someone from the supposed future but never an actually person from the past.

Raven looked at Archer briefly before she explained. He was looking at her with some interest and she smiled slightly.

'Being on here, you know.' At his confused look she went further 'Come on, you guys are legends not just of your time but of my time also. Look at you for example. You're the first to captain a vessel to explore the unknown. You have met several races along with your loyal and magnificent crew. It's not only a privilege to be on the first NX Class starship that Earth has ever produced, it is an honour. The name Enterprise itself is legendary' Raven smiled, her blue eyes danced with glee.

Archer smiled and blushed slightly. Of course, he had received many compliments like this from other people but never from someone of Raven's time and that was an honour for him.

'Of course we shall have to find a way to send you back' Archer said to her. He wasn't sure how she was going to take that information and he found himself regretting saying it. 'Provided we can find a way'

Raven nodded. 'Of course I do Captain. I know I am not meant to be here and I do know of ways you could send me back but they are risky and would endanger all of your lives. It really isn't worth that trouble. The Vulcans have a saying Captain, T'Pol may have told you of it, and it's this. 'The need of the many outweigh the needs of the one' I hope I don't have to explain that to you.' Raven sighed and scratched her neck slightly.

She didn't particularly want to go back but she understood this time was not hers to be in.

'Yeah…I do understand the phrase. Could you tell me the ways you could be sent back?' Archer asked. He smiled slightly.

'Don't see why not. First option could be to find a wormhole. Now you may know they are pretty hard to find and run on energy. A shuttle pod could go through but a starship would take too much energy and would cause for the wormhole to collapse, stopping your chances of returning. Second option is to do a quick run around Earth's sun. Now that has to be executed accurately or you're pretty much fried. Third is temporal distortion, but I don't really know much on that except that they are pretty random. All of them are pretty risky'

Archer thought of the options as they entered the mess. One he would probably go with but the others were not viable to him. Several heads turned to see Raven. Being on a starship meant news flew fast and Raven's arrival was no exception. This caused much talk for those off duty.

Three crewmembers were talking about her when Raven and Archer entered and disappeared through to the Captain's mess. They were drinking strong coffee or tea and were head deep in conversation.

'I hear she appeared in Engineering…did Commander Tucker say anythin' about her Rochelle?' Asked Crewman Martins. He had red stripes but he was part of the Armoury team.

Rochelle who wore the same colour shook her head 'Course not Tim. He just said to continue working and he said nothing more about it.' She took a sip of her coffee before sighing slightly and relaxing in her chair.

The other woman with them shook her head slightly and leaned in. 'She was standing in front of a grate that granted access to the shafts that house the EPS conduits. She did look pretty slim so she must have crawled through them and her face and hands were grubby.' Her name was Ensign Cherie LeBeau and was part of the security detail that Reed had taken to Engineering to find out who the intruder had been.

'She looks cool…I hope they don't send her back' Tim breathed. 'I think she'd make a valuable part of the crew'

Rochelle frowned and shook her head. 'Depends if Archer speaks to Forrest about it and what the Command Council think besides, she should go back to her own time. She's not meant to be in this time at all. What do you think Cherie?'

'I'm reserving judgment for now. She may stay and prove to be valuable but she may go…besides it's Starfleet's and Captain Archer's decision, not ours.' LeBeau pointed out, her French accent thickening.

Rochelle laughed and shrugged and Tim grinned, looking rather smug.

Hours passed before Captain Archer turned up on the bridge and Malcolm gave him his findings. Archer perused them whilst sitting in his command chair. He didn't say anything for a long time but when he did, it was with a small smile.

'Looks like she was telling the truth'

Trip entered the Bridge at the same time when Archer spoke what he had said. He stood next to Malcolm, resting on the Weapons console.

'Who is?' he asked, laying his eyes on the padd Archer was holding.

'I asked Malcolm to run missing persons check on Raven and he found her file. Hoshi, could you patch Admiral Harris through to my ready room. T'Pol, you have the Bridge' Hoshi and T'Pol nodded as Archer meandered into his Ready Room whilst reading.

T'Pol moved and sat in the Captain's chair. A crewmember replaced her at the Science station

'What do you think of her T'Pol?' Trip asked, with a small smile on his face. T'Pol looked at him; her eyebrow was hiding behind her hairline.

'I have not see her yet therefore cannot make a comment Commander' She returned her gaze to the screen and Hoshi and Travis shared a smile. Reed smirked slightly and continued to look at his panel.

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Raven looked around the Mess hall she and Archer had entered into. It was exactly how she saw it on the box, with the replicator and the food part near to the door and the tables displayed across the floor. She got herself a black coffee and ignored all the curious looks she received from the crewmembers. I feel like I am beck in school again, on the first day. I was bloody looked at there too! She thought as she sat down by the window.

She sat for quite a while, staring at the black abyss of her coffee before she was suddenly aware of a presence. She looked up to see three people one man and two women.

"Can I help you?" She asked as the male smiled to her.

"May we sit with you?" he asked, looking down at Raven with a warm gentle smile. For some reason it captured her, no one else could even try a smile to copy a smile like his.

"Of course you can." She smiled in return and gestured at the empty seats with her free hand as she sipped her coffee. She tucked her jet-black hair behind her ears, which brought out her ice blue eyes.

"We heard you are a newbie on the ship? How's it going so far for you?" He asked as they sat down.

"Over whelming to be honest. It's not every day you go a hundred years or so into the future and meet people who aren't even born yet. I'm on a starship that really shouldn't even be flying in space, and yet here I am talking to you people drinking coffee like it was the most common thing to do in the entire universe" Raven blurted out, the strain finally being released.

They just blinked at her at first making her think a little, "I'm sorry, did I just blurt that out? Obviously, duh"

"No, no. it's okay. Honestly. This is Rochelle, Cherie and I'm Tim," He told her, smiling again. The man certainly liked smiling, Raven mused amusedly.

"Raven" She replied with a smile of her own. She looked at Rochelle who seemed to be heavily annoyed or was deeply frowning in any case and then to Cherie who seemed bright and cheery just as Tim seemed to be.

"Raven, that's a nice name"

"I s'pose" she grinned slightly and sipped her coffee and he grinned with her. Yup, definitely a smiley type of guy she affirmed.

"So, you have no idea how you got on Enterprise?" Rochelle asked, speaking for the first time. She sounded reticent and reserved, almost cold. Raven looked at and nodded.

"Yes. Not even the foggiest what or who brought me here. I would like to know what or who brought me here. Why am I so special that I have to be here in this time period" She finished her coffee and frowned at it.

"What's wrong with the coffee?" Cherie asked, her French accent lacing her words.

"What? Oh, nothing, but don't they have anything with a bit more oomph if you get my meaning" She smiled with a slight wicked grin.

"Not usually, not unless there's some kind of party goin' on" Tim had an American accent. That much was obvious but Raven had some problem trying to figure out what part of the United States he came from.

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