"You need to settle down little one." Anya whispered and tried to think positive thoughts for a few minutes as she closed her eyes briefly.

"Anya…" Anya opened her eyes, her neck held a slight crick in it.

"What?"

"Laura and Jessop have just died." Chrissy whispered. Laura was only ten while Jessop was close to fifty.

"We need more help." Anya sighed. "Have we put out a distress call?"

"I don't know." Chrissy looked like she was going to cry.

"I'm going to see what Dr. Masters wants to do." Anya hugged the young girl and told her sit down.

"Roger, do we want to call for more help?"

"I've been tossing it around for the past few hours. I think we should, I haven't been able to get back to the clinic to send a subspace alert."

"Maybe I could send Duncan." Anya tried to see where the boy could be and saw he was over with some of the healthy children at the far end of the room.

"Ok." Dr. Masters looked worn out. The past five days had been more than he could manage and help was needed. Anya made her way over towards Duncan and told him what needed to be done.

"Ms. Thatcher, I will go, but I just want you know that a storm has settled in and it could take while for me to get there." Duncan informed and Anya nodded her head.

"Keep your communicator open, and we'll monitor you from here. If you have any problems you know that your communicator will at least get you back to the centre." Anya looked seriously at Duncan. "This is very important Duncan, I wouldn't ask anyone else here to do this, and you are filled with Starfleet potential that I know you will get this." Anya helped Duncan collect the warm clothes he needed and help set the communicator to help point him in the direction of the clinic and then back to the centre.

"How are you able to do all this stuff so easily." Duncan asked as Anya pinned the communicator onto his outer jacket.

"Well, Duncan, it's a long story and when you come back and people are starting to feel better I promise you that I will tell you." Anya nodded and showed Duncan to the door, the wind was strong and the cold was noted in the swirling snow. Duncan hunkered down in the jacket and launched out on his mission. Anya went back to Kyle and the rest of her family, Kyle's face was gray when she came back, but it was her brother Jonas that she was more worried for. His lips were a terrifying colour blue and Anya new that he wasn't getting enough oxygen.

"Duncan has been sent to send a message of distress. Hopefully we have some starships in the area that can respond quickly." Anya whispered to her mother who also looked worn out. She suspected everyone was starting to look the same way. She was tired too, but somehow she had kicked into her past roles and was surprised with how fast the training she had received had returned. They tried to prop Jonas up better to help with air flow, but Anya wasn't sure he would make the night if they didn't get any help soon.

Duncan was gone for a long time, Dr. Masters came to Anya a while later. "Do you think he got turned around in the night and the storm?"

"I don't think so… The readings I'm getting from his communicator isn't showing him wandering from the route. I think that the weather is slowing him down. He's a good boy Roger, he'll be back as soon as he can." Anya had been monitoring Duncan's progress, slow and steady.

"Dr. Masters! Anya!" Johanna cried out and the two of them went towards her family. Jonas had stopped breathing and all the resources that Dr. Masters had in his arsenal of medical supplies couldn't bring him back. Johanna cried in grief as she buried her head in her son's chest. Samuel held onto his wife and whispered some words of comfort and he grieved with her.

Anya felt her heart start to break and she would have broken into tears as well had it not only been the same moment in which Duncan stumbled back into the centre, covered with snow and looking colder than a snow person. Several people rushed to help Duncan into the building and pulled his wet and cold clothes off and throw warm blankets on him and rubbed at his feet and hands, something this community understood was the cold and how to keep frostbite at bay.

"Ms. Thatcher I did it... I connected the clinic to the distress call. It didn't take me long to figure it out, but it was the walk there and back that felt like it would never end." Duncan chattered out and Anya nodded and smiled encouragement.

"I'm very proud of you Duncan. You accomplished something that wasn't very easy and you rose the challenge. I'm sure when things improve around here, I will make sure we send a notice to your entrance forms to add this important role you played during this horrible time." Anya praised. As she completed that, she felt a strong pain emanate from her abdomen, it caused her pause.

"Are you alright?" Chrissy asked as she saw what had happened.

"Oh this baby just decided to use my insides for a play yard." Anya tried to brush off. "I'm ok." Anya took a deep breath and smiled.

"Dr. Masters just told me what happened to Jonas, maybe you've been through enough today. I think maybe resting would be a good idea for you too." Chrissy suggested.

"Maybe I will go back to Kyle and my family." Anya agreed. There was nothing else that could be done until help arrived.

"When do I get to hear the entire story?" Duncan asked as Anya turned to leave.

"I promise soon." Anya allowed and she went back to her family. Anya sat down on the chair beside Kyle and he opened his eyes as she sat down.

"You still aren't sick?" Kyle managed.

"Not yet, don't think I'm going to get it either." Anya shared. "You just rest. Help is coming, we should have some new resources soon." Anya tried to encourage bravely and she sat quietly and waited.