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Me: Just inspiration from Holding out for a hero by frou(x2) and other random crap.. .

Chapter 11: Hero

There wasn't anything to suggest much..but there wasn't anything anyway. Tomiko heard her name and was puzzled. Who was calling her..who was yelling for her? It wasn't Natsumi..was it? She swayed her eyes to the child. The child was completely frozen over in her pose. She almost though that the child was dead..that she been transformed into a statue..and back..placed back into her suitcase.. She cringed. No, that wouldn't happen anymore. But this was a dream. They were stuck in this dream. They weren't free. So much for so. So much for that..

"Natsumi, hon?" She tipped the child's shoulder shuddering at the mere nonreaction of such action. Surprisely, Natsumi responded, raising her eyes. Her eyes were dark and warm..they were fluid..and flowing..their emotions were complex, so still.. "Natsumi? Do you know whats happening?"

"I don't. I don't know anymore!" She screamed and cried banging her head on the wall. Tomiko tensed. She was hesisted. "Natsumi..please..if you know..then.."

"I DON'T!!" She screeched, wilding up whining.

Tomiko sweatdropped, then went to being serious. It seemed somehow Natsumi had known..and now was lost. What was she leading to anyway? She wondered on this scared and feeling her breasts crushed into her chest cavity. Her chest was empty. It was empty except her heart and her breasts squishing in it. Natsumi retracted herself back into her knees and her hair. The feeling was mutual. "But.."

"But I do know from before Miss Tomiko.."

"Miko. Call me so. So what did you know before then?"

Natsumi's tone was weak and fragile and threatening its own death. It was forcing from her barely parted lips and just tossing and turning away.

"You do? So if you do know..who..where are we..?"

"We are being called..no..I am..they are calling me.."

Tomiko knelt down and cringed. "Natsumi..Please..who is calling you? Who is it? If they are..then why is it my name and not yours?!"

"They don't know.." She whispered creepy like and soundlessness echoed after she finished. The weight of all silence hanging. The weight of all that could crush. Of course, they couldn't of called for Natsumi. Natsumi wasn't her name afterall..she and Data and made it up! But why her's? Why her's? Surely they wouldn't know her..but they did somehow..They did somehow. They did. "Know what? Natsumi?! Natsumi!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She squealed putting her hands up to her face. She began to nibble on her fingers, gently caressing them with her lips and bitting softly down on them.

A few moments passed. It passed. It passed to eternity.

then again..

"TOMIKO!!!!"

Tomiko straighten up and waited. "Natsumi..Natsumi..please.."

"I can't. They won't like that.."

"TO HELL WITH IT!"

"I can't..sorry miko..Sorry.."

Sorry..Yes Sorry..Then her name again.."TOMIKO!!!!"

It was stronger and growing into her. It was nagging into her mind. It was on the edge of so. Natsumi doubled up in pain and screamed. The screamed pierced Tomiko's ear and almost made them burst, so she covered them forcefully hoping that this scream would block out anything more eerie name callings. It didn't. It didn't suffice. Tomiko stood up. She was going to face this. But she couldn't leave Natsumi here. Not here. Not alone. Fear gripped her. She gasped. She gasped for quiet air to breath but it suffocated her nicely. Suffocated her nicely..so she moved a bit to breath something. To put something back in her lungs. "Miko..They are coming.." Natsumi bounced up and moved aside.

"Who?!!"

"Them.."

Tomiko twisted her head. Something fell on her face..and immediately..her dream ended..

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"HOLD HER DOWN!!!!!!!!!!" Tomiko heard the daunting and demanding voice of Beverly Crusher administrate over her patient. Tomiko, her patient. She was somehow screaming and jerking about. She wouldn't be sedated. She refused and fought for control as the nurses took care of her. It apparently it got so bad that, some Bridge officers had to be called in. In her delirium, she wailed on about knowing something and calling for the single sounding name that came to her mind.

"I WILL NOT!! DATAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Dr. Crusher was the brave soldier on the front lines. She was flipping her hands around..until Data did come and restrained her. Only then, did Tomiko yelped out a random rambling. "Data! I know it! I know it!"

"Know what, Miss Tomiko?"

"I KNOW IT! and I DON'T WANT TO GO BACK! DATAAAAAaa..Stop them! STOP THEM!!" She whined kicking one of the nurses who knocked up against another bed. Data was puzzled. Know what? Know what? If she fell asleep now..she'd lose it! She'd lose all of it! She knew so! She thought so! She had to be right and only he could listen to her now! Only him! Only him!!! He was there for the beginning of this..maybe not so..but he had to stop them for her sake. For her sake!

"I DON'T WANT TO GO BACK! I DON'T DATA! WHAT OF NATSUMI?! I KNOW!! CALL IN THE CAPTAIN! I MUST SPEAK WITH HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Data still held on as Dr. Crusher began getting ready to sedate her. Tomiko began crying. Began sobbing. The tears streaked down. Why could they resort to this? Why this? "Why?"

"Because I know..I know those people who want Natsumi!"

But it didn't explain her name being called. None of it. "Miss Tomiko-I cannot-"

This little talk got to Data who surprisely took Tomiko's advice and picked up her much to the charagrin of Dr.Crusher who complained and bitched. He took her and put her over his shoulder, carrying her outside.

He dashed with her to the observational lounge where the captain was sure to be. The breeze was caused and her tears sparkled down. She shut her eyes. She knew it all.

"Captain."

Picard was there, just staring out through the window at space. He must of looked out of it a million times..but it seemed different this time.

"Captain." He turned to see Data carrying Tomiko and placing her down on her crumpled legs. They were stone. Her legs were but she felt to be driven on her own aderline and her own passion for this.

"Yes?"

"Captain-" Tomiko stumbled a bit..and Data rushed to her..but she pushed him away. She rather do this on her own. She'd rather.

"I know everything now..you are talking to the Romulans..aren't you?"

"Yes-How do you-"

"I know..Natsumi told me..She told me.."

Picard gave her a sombre face. It was to be expected. Tomiko panted, weak and..frustrated and probably out of such relaxation was coming her at the cost of her health. Her own health. He smiled at her..and took a seat. She collasped into her seat.