Heva wandered the corridors for hours slipping in and out of consciousness. Her brain pounded with constant pain and she couldn't help but notice that every crewman she passed eyed her with caution. Ever since her earlier incident with Counselor Troi, she felt as though she was being dragged gradually down into the pits of insanity.

"I have been very concerned about you, Heva." Deanna said the moment Heva sat down in her office. Something inside of Heva screamed out not to say a word to her, but the better part of herself willed the words to leave her mouth. "I have been concerned about myself, Deanna. I don't know what's wrong with me…"

Deanna looked on her with knowing eyes. Something beyond them told Heva that she knew something she didn't; something Heva herself had no desire to know. "I just want to be sure that your encounter with Lore hasn't left any permanent repercussions on your mind. I need to know if anything strange has been happening to you; blackouts, lapses in memory, things of that nature. You can tell me anything."
Heva's gaze trailed to stare blankly at the wall behind the counselor. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't find herself to trust Deanna with this information. "Don't say anything." A tiny voice inside of her whispered wearily. Heva turned to look back at Deanna and quietly said "Nothing like that has been going on. I think that I'm just under stress. I know I will be ok. I just need to rest until I'm fit for duty again. Once I'm back on duty I'll be completely fine. If you don't mind…I would like to go and rest now…my head…" She trailed off into silence and stood to leave.

"Heva," Deanna said with some urgency. Heva looked over her shoulder at her. The look on her face didn't bring comfort. She did know something, something out of place, something dangerous. "I do trust you, but I cannot stress enough how important it is that you tell me if something is going on with you. I understand you need rest…but if something comes up I am only a com badge away. Do you understand?"
Though there was a tone of sincere concern underneath Deanna's words, there was also something more demanding about them. It was as though she were giving Heva an order rather than a suggestion.

Heva merely nodded and retreated as fast as she could. "Get away from her, quickly." The voice said in panic. Heva was barely around the corner from her quarters when she felt as though she were about to collapse right there in the hall. She clutched her forehead in pain, though her entire skull seemed to be erupting.

She stumbled through her door and half ran, half fell toward the bed. The soft, cotton sheets welcomed her with open arms and before long she found her eyelids too heavy to hold up any longer.
When her eyes opened, she felt confused and sick. She sat up slowly, still holding her head and looked around. "Computer," she said with a shaky voice. "Tell me what time it is."

"It is currently 09:30." The computer replied almost cheerfully. The uppity tone irritated Heva, although she knew the computer sounded the same no matter what it said.

Heva tried to stand and gasped in surprise when she saw Data sitting in the chair by her desk. He just stared at her through the darkness without saying a word. "You scared me…" Heva whispered, fatigue plaguing her senses. Data stood and sat beside her putting a comforting arm over her shoulders and bringing her close to him. Heva found tears falling down her face once her head came to settle over his chest. Soon, sobs were falling out of her mouth with no control and they showed no signs of stopping.

Data rubbed her back and kissed her head, making Heva feel safe at last. "It's like…I don't know who I am half the time now. I can't stand it! I can't stand feeling like I'm going to wake up as a different woman and do something…horrible!" Data put a finger under her chin and lifted her head. He smiled down at her and let out a long, quiet "Shhh." Heva reached up with her neck and kissed him gently. He kissed back lovingly, making Heva's world melt away. They parted for a moment to look into one another's eyes before diving right back in and losing themselves.

Everything Heva worried about, everything she feared, everything she found hopeless melted away and she found herself lost in their passion. Her hands searched the back of his uniform and brought the zipper down forcefully. Without severing their connection, Data removed his uniform and began undoing hers quickly, impatiently even. Heva moaned deeply into Data's lips and ripped her cloth away from her body and pulled him onto her.

Their mouths danced wildly and their breath grew quick and shallow. Heva's undergarments seemed to disappear and were replaced by Data almost instantly. Heva cried out in pleasure as she felt him crawl deep inside of her. Their hips began to rock back and forth to a tribal beat, heat rising in Heva's chest making her cry out to him for more.

Data lifted himself onto his knees and lifted Heva's legs over his shoulder. Heva found herself lost in ecstasy with every thrust he plowed into her. He moved faster and faster, moaning with satisfaction as he watched himself move in and out of her. He dropped her legs and flew down to clasp his lips with hers.

Heva wrapped her arms around him and dug her nails into his back. It was almost too much for her to bear. He slowed to a mellow andante, torturing her to beg for the sexual rollercoaster ride he put her through just moments before. She let out a moan of disapproval and looked up into his eyes. He smirked down at her, pleased with himself. He wanted to hear her plead for him to move faster, to pound harder, to make her scream.

"Please!" She breathed. "Give me more, please!" She implored him as she used both hands to push down on his hips, bringing him deeper inside of her. He nodded and brought down one, rough thrust after the other. With every one, she screamed out loud and gripped the back of his neck to bring him down and kiss him. Their tongues swam in one another's mouths for a long time before Data extracted himself from her and in one swift movement, lifted her and turned her over onto her hands and knees.

Heva smiled and turned to look over her shoulder at him. "Give it to me, now!" she demanded. Data complied immediately, entering her slowly from behind. Every inch of him that penetrated her made her quiver in delight. He sat still inside her for a moment, drinking up the pleasure every bit of warmth gave him before pounding in and out of her at a speed that drove her absolutely insane with glorious pleasure. "OH GOD!" She screamed. "YES!" He seemed to speed up to the point where he blurred as he moved. It was fantastic and Heva couldn't get enough. Her hands clutched the sheets so tightly her nails were cutting through into her palms.

He reached out and pushed down on Heva's back, making her fall face first into the pillow with her posterior still in the air. Data gripped a handful of her long, auburn locks and pulled, making her neck arch backward. She winced, but the pain only brought the desire for more.

Data left her and she turned over, jumping onto him making him fall back and jumped on top of him as he sat up. She sat on his lap with him inside of her, her arms wrapped around his shoulders. She tilted her head back as their hips swayed, hitting her in places she never knew were there. The moment was coming closer and closer and finally Heva couldn't take it anymore. She threw herself back onto the bed, pulling him down along with her and bucked her hips up to meet his. She looked up into his eyes and could tell he wasn't far off either. She leaned up and whispered in his ear. "Make me cum." Data nodded, his cheek brushing against hers and without warning he grabbed her wrists and held them on either side of her head. He pushed forward, bringing her legs up to an angle and thrust as hard as he could with the same speed that had driven her crazy before.

Then, as though a comet was rushing through her body, Heva exploded into orgasm and cried out. Data soon joined her and the moment seemed to last for hours until Data collapsed beside her. Heva's breath slowed gradually as she lay there in bliss. "Oh my goodness…" she said, her breaths still coming in hurried waves. She turned over to lay on his chest, his arm around her.

"That was incredible." She whispered up into Data's ear. "I love you, Data."

In an instant, Data was sitting up. His expression was livid. "Data!?" He growled. "You called me DATA!?"

Heva recoiled in fear. The voice was his, but it wasn't. His eyes were wild with rage and his body flexed, ready to strike. "Lore…" she whispered in fear.

He turned his head away slightly, his eyes closed with a disturbing grin on his face. He shook his head and looked up at her, scowling. "YES, I'm LORE! You were thinking of HIM the whole time…WEREN'T YOU!" He rushed forward at her and Heva jumped from the bed, the blanket wrapped around her. Lore stepped off the bed and ran at her, a hand raised. She lifted her arms to shield herself to no avail. Lore's hand met her cheekbone with such force that she fell to the ground. She held her cheek and stood, angry. She spotted her phaser on the table beside her and grabbed it. She pointed it at him, setting it to kill.

Lore eyed the weapon and cackled wildly with amusement. He grabbed her wrist and lifted her arm into the air. Heva pressed the trigger, nothing happened. The weapon was disabled. She let out a cry of defeat and another in pain as Lore's hand met her throat, squeezing tightly to block her air supply. Heva gasped for oxygen, getting none. "You are MINE! Do you hear me?! You are MINE! YOU CANNOT ESCAPE ME! YOU ARE MINE!" Lore cried over and over as Heva fell away out of consciousness and then….

Heva quickly sat up, shouting with horror and gasping for air. Her eyes opened and scanned her empty quarters. Confused, she ran her fingers over her throat, she could feel no swelling in her flesh. She let her hands fall into her lap and she looked left and right. There was no one here with her. She was still clothed. She only had a nightmare. Never the less, something told her that this dream meant more than what it seemed to mean. Soon, Heva was curled up on her bed, shaking with sobs of despair and terror at the prospect of never being able to escape the hell she thought she left on the freighter.

Suddenly, her entire head flooded with heat and a bloodcurdling scream filled her room. Her hands clutched so tightly at her head that her nails sliced into her scalp. A small trail of blood fell over her ears and forehead as she sat up, suddenly calm. She smiled to herself and approached a mirror. She eyed the trail of blood on her face quizzically and wiped it away with her sleeve. Satisfied, she changed into a clean uniform and left.

Author's Note: I am SO sorry it's been so long since I last submitted to this story. I have been so caught up with school, life, and trying to find a job. It's been rough. Plus I haven't had internet since late November. So that didn't help either. Anyway, sorry this chapter seems so thrown together. But I finally had inspiration and I just had to get it out of my system before I went insane. I will be submitting more chapters more often this time, I promise. Please don't hurt me...:P