Believing Something Else

T'Pol slowly regained consciousness. She opened her eyes to see she was in her seat. She noticed the two andorian kids staring at her from their seat. She noticed she was handcuffed. "How are you feeling?" she heard a woman near ask. T'Pol looked at her without turning her head. "Are you in any pain?"

T'Pol looked past the woman and saw Carmen sitting on the armrest across the aisle. "We can get you some aspirin if you want." The little andorians were told to turn around by their mother.

"The captain thought you might want to talk with me" she told T'Pol. "I'm a therapist."

T'Pol narrowed her eyes at her "I do not know you."

"So many of my patients come to me after a loss...to grieve" she looked at her "sometimes it's just stopping...allowing the pain to come." T'Pol looked away. "Your husband, Jonathan...can you tell me about him?"

T'Pol shook her head "I do not know you."

"Was he very unhappy?" she asked her.

T'Pol had tears in her eyes. "No...he was not unhappy...he was happy..."

T'Pol turned toward the window to look out. "Sometimes it helps to think of an image. You could imagine...your husband and daughter on an tropical planet...a beautiful place. They'll always be there. And you can...swim to them any time you need to."

Her breath caught on the window and a star appeared. Her eyes went wide when the memory of her daughter making it came back. She placed a finger on the star. She turned toward the woman "Am I allowed to go to the restroom?" She thought for a moment. "I just need to be alone."

"This is a very good idea" she turned around toward Carmen. "She needs a moment on her own." she stood up.

"Is she any kind of threat to herself?" looking at T'Pol.

"No. No. Of course not." she said getting hair out of her face.

"Should we take her belt and shoelaces" still looking straight at her.

"No, she's going to be fine...she's going to be fine." she offered her hand to T'Pol. "Aren't you?" T'Pol grabbed her hand while the women helped her up. "Your going to be fine."

Carmen grabbed her by the upper arm and escorted her to the restrooms toward the middle. T'Pol put her wrists up for him to unlock the cuffs. "I'll be waiting right her." he told her.

TBC

A/N: Sorry for the wait and chapter being so short...I promise I'll update soon and it's getting interesting...;)