Big Thanks to CharlieGreene and Buddy60. Check out CharlieGreene's stories if you like this one, and don't forget to review!And Lessons Across Timelines by Lessa Soong. In this fic Geordi is already Chief engineer. I am begging someone to take my poll!

WARNING: Stories of abuse in this chapter (Not Data.)

Chapter 2

After much investigating we managed to solve the mystery of Farpoint Station, much to Q's dismay. Though I had a feeling we would be seeing him again. The next mission was to rendezvous with a science vessel, the SS Tsiolkovsky, that had been monitoring the collapse of a supergiant star into a . When we got there there were a series of random messages that made it sound as if something had gone wrong aboard the Tsiolkovsky. The messages sounded as though the entire crew were having a very rowdy party. We tried sending messages to them but they did not respond in an... appropriate manner.

Suddenly, there was a loud sound and then there was nothing.

"Captain, what we have just heard is... impossible." Data said with a perplexed look on his face.

"Report." The Captain ordered.

"I believe that that last sound was an emergency hatch being blown." Data reported.

"Are you certain?" The captain asked, then corrected himself. "Yes, of course you are." The Captain nodded at Commander Riker.

"Geordi report to transporter room 3." Riker said tapping his communicator.

"On my way, sir." Geordi responded.

"Data, Amber, Tasha." Riker motioned for us to follow him. I got up out of my chair at the CONN station and followed them.

We beamed down to the other ship to find it extremely messy. There were chairs toppled over in the hallways and clothes everywhere. The ship was on red alert.

"Looks like my room." I joked. Riker and Tasha ignored me. Geordi cracked a grin, and Data looked at me curiously.

"A joke." I explained. He nodded and looked away.

"Cover the ship as planned. Move out." Riker ordered. I went with Riker and Data one way, while Tasha and Geordi went the other.

Data and I took out our tricorders and scanned the place as we walked slowly down the hall. Data stopped scanning and came to a halt.

"Indications of what humans would call... a wild party?" Data asked. Riker nodded and we continued down the hall way until we came to a screen at the end of the hallway.

"Their bridge." Riker referred to the image on the screen. "If you can get it working we can see what happened." Data quickly stepped forward and fixed it. When the screen became clear we could easily see that someone had blew open the hatch.

"You were right. Somebody blew out the hatch, they were all sucked out into space." Riker said.

I sighed. Those poor people.

"Correction, sir." Data said. "That is blown out."

"Thank you Data." Riker said, not really meaning it.

"A common mistake, sir" Data continued. Riker raised his eyebrows. I hit Data's arm lightly, he looked at me. I shook my head, Data got the message.

"Sorry, sir" He apologized. Riker smiled.

"That's all right, Mr. Data."

Riker's communicator beeped. "Commander Riker, Lieutenant Yar, location engineering. Ten people hear, sir, all frozen, no vital signs."

"Frozen? How?" Riker asked.

"Looks like someone has been playing with the environmental controls, sir. Just let all the heat... bleed away into space." Yar finished her report. We got another report from Geordi saying that in the crew's quarter's they too were all frozen.

"Riker to Captain, I have a report for you, sir." Commander Riker said hitting his communicator.

"Picard, here." Came the Captain's voice through the communicator.

"They're all dead. Apparently some of them were blown out of the emergency hatch." Riker reported.

"There we're eighty people on that ship, number one."

"Yes, sir. As I said, all dead." The commander said solemnly.

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We were beamed straight to sick bay to get inspected, to make sure we were all right. We all were. Doctor Crusher even told Data, "If you were anymore perfect I'd have to write you up in a medical text book." to which he replied, "I am already listed in several bio-mechanical texts, doctor." I laughed but he didn't get why. I said I would explain later.

I was helping Data (not that he needed it) in his search for what Riker had asked. Riker said that he had a vague memory of reading somewhere that someone had taken a shower in their clothing. Doesn't sound to hard right? Guess again. After a while of finding nothing The Captain asked me to join the security team in search of Geordi who had escaped from sickbay. Apparently he had heard I was rather good at finding people from my last Captain. I had no idea if that was true, but I had to obey the Captain.

I looked everywhere, but it was harder than it should have been, he had taken of his communicator. I eventually found him in the observation lounge starring out the window.

"Geordi? Geordi, are you O.K?" I asked walking up to him. When he didn't respond I hit my communicator.

"Lieutenant Jackson in the observation lounge. Send a security team, now."

"Medical has been worried about you, Geordi, what happened?" I asked softly, putting a comforting hand on his arm and squeezing a bit.

"Help me." Geordi whispered, "Help me to not give into the wild things coming into my mind."

"What do you mean? I don't understand, I'm not the counselor, you know." I said, not quite sure of what he was saying.

"Amber, please." He asked again.

"Alright, I'll try. How can I help you?"

"Help me too see, like you do." Geordi said. I shook my head.

"Geordi, you know I can't do that. Besides, you already see better than I can." I tried.

"I see more. But more isn't always better." Geordi explained while taking off his VISOR.

"Geordi, please put-" I started but he cut me off.

"I want to see in shallow," He lightly caressed my face with his hands. "dim, beautiful, human ways."

I took his hands and brought them away from my face. "Maybe someday, Geordi. But right now you are needed in sickbay. Come on." I said as a security officer walked in the room.

"Yah." He said. I smiled at him even though he couldn't see it.

I slowly led him to sickbay, since he didn't want too put his VISOR back on. I gave my report to Captain Picard. I went to go back to my station on the bridge, when I suddenly felt very hot. I started to sweat, I felt sick. I decided to go straight to my room, instead of going to the bridge.

When I got there the sweatiness and sick feeling were gone, all that was left was a sense of confusion and happiness. I felt free of all the pressure I had ever felt. I felt truly happy. I strode out of my room and skipped happily down the hall. I skipped until I reached Counselor Troi's room. I left the lights off and stood in the middle of the room. I plopped to the floor and fell onto my back. I was sprawled out in the middle of Deanna's room. I suddenly felt a wave of sadness wash over me, all the stress my father had put on me came rushing back.

Those horrible nights when he drank to much, when he would... hurt me. And the night my whole life was turned upside down. The cut that had made me loose my leg. A tear slipped out of my eye, but I quickly wiped it away. Crying only made him angrier, and the angrier he got, the harder he hit.

I stood up from the floor, feeling the happiness returning. I was definitely having strange mood swings. I strode over to Deanna's closet. I opened it and looked around,, just as the door opened and in walked the owner of the room.

"Amber?" She asked.

"Mmhmm." I muttered.

"What are you doing?" She asked. I stopped going through her closet.

"I don't know." I said frowning. I started to walk away when she grabbed my hand.

"Are you alright?" Deanna asked. I nodded and walked out, leaving a confused counselor behind me.

I walked to the turbo lift, then my room where I changed out of my Starfleet uniform and into something more... comfortable. I walked out of my quarters and down the hall. I kept walking, not really knowing where I was going, when my communicator beeped.

"Lieutenant Jackson!" Came the Captain's voice. I giggled.

"Captain Picaaaard." I said and giggled again.

"Lieutenant, where are you?" He demanded.

"I'm on deck seven, why do you ask?" I said, with a slight giggle.

"I need you on the bridge immediately." He ordered.

"Mmmmmm," I considered. "Nope." I laughed and took my communicator off of the clothes I was wearing. I dropped it onto the floor and walked away. I turned down to more corners to run into Data. I had the urge to run up and kiss him, but I managed to hold my position. I had a better idea

"Data!" I exclaimed. "How are you?" I smiled.

"I am here to escort you to sickbay." He said, walking towards me. I smiled mischievously.

"Only if you can catch me first!" I exclaimed and started running down the hallway. I didn't get very far, Data was much faster than me. He picked me up bridal style and began carrying me towards the closest turbo lift. I sighed and buried my face into his neck. To get to the closest turbo lift, you had to go by my quarters first...

When we were outside of my quarters, I nimbly slipped out of Data's hold and ran quickly into my room. Data followed me. I walked towards the window and stood in front of it.

"Amber, I must get you to sickbay." Data persisted, standing beside me.

"The stars are so beautiful, you know. Sometimes I just look out the window and forget about my life at home."

"What do you mean?" Data asked confused.

"I never did tell you about my dad, did I?" Data shook his head and I continued. "My dad wasn't the nicest man when he was sober. You can only imagine what he was like drunk. He became terribly violent. He would hit me for no reason. He would cut me or lock me away with no food if I brought home a bad mark in school. I had to be perfect, if I wasn't I was punished. I don't know why my mom still stays with him. He abuses her too, just not as often as he did with me." I paused gathering my thoughts. Data stayed silent.

"One night when I was sixteen he was beating my mom, he was angry because she didn't make a good enough dinner, apparently. I tried to ignore the screams coming from the bedroom, I knew if I went in there my dad would only become angrier, but I did it anyway. I couldn't stand the sound of her cries."A tear slid out of my eyes and down my face. Data's ethics program kicked in at the sight of my tears and he wrapped me up in his embrace.

"I ran into the room to find he had broken a mirror and was brandishing a sharp piece. I yelled at him, 'Stop, dad. You're hurting her!'. My dad turned to me and after starring at me for what seemed like hours but was really more like ten seconds, he ran at me. He cut me many times, I still have scars. He pounded me with his fists. I remember crying, I was in so much pain. My mother was yelling at him to stop, but like usual he ignored her. He scratched my leg with the shard of glass, really deep too. It got infected a couple weeks later, I had no idea it would get that bad, I just didn't want to bring attention to me. I had no friends, no one noticed my limp or the scar and bruises I had, they never did." I finished and looked up at Data, he was slightly taller than I was.

I realized in that moment that I had an overwhelming desire to kiss him. I had held back for so many years, but I no longer could. I stood on my tippy toes and pressed my lips to his lightly. His lips were soft and warm, absolutely perfect. I could not count how many times I had looked at them longingly, wondering how they would feel against mine.

When Data didn't push me away I deepened the kiss to which he responded by kissing me back. My arms snacked around his neck and his around my waist. I felt like I should stop there but my body did not want to. I started to slowly walk backwards towards my bedroom, but Data, being Data, knew what I was planning and lifted me up, again bridal style and brought me into my bedroom.

Not once did my lips leave his on our way to my bedroom, and they barley ever did for the next forty minutes after.

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I snuggled up against Data, content. His arms were wrapped around me, I felt safe. The safest I had ever felt. I looked up at him to find he was starring straight ahead, at the wall, his eyes moving around like he was calculating something.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Calculating your reactions to my actions." Data explained.

"Seems logical." I muttered feeling my eyes closing. I realized I was exhausted but I didn't want to sleep. I wanted to stay there forever. Unfortunately My body did not agree, and I was asleep almost a minute after.

Hope you liked it. I'm sorry if you were disappointed about not describing the sex scene, but since I don't really know what sex is like, I decided I would not be any good at writing it. Remember I am only going to be fifteen in a couple months.

Anyways, please review.