Sorry that this chapter literally took over a year. I just haven't been that inspired well until my dad kept bugging me about it. So here is the next chapter. Hopefully the updates will be moving faster now. And because it's my birthday I was doubly inspired.

"Hey," Wes said when I woke up.

"Hey," I answered. "How long have I been out?"

"About six hours." He said. "The captain and my mom wanted to know when you woke up. How are you feeling?"

"I'm ok, a little worn out, but ok none the less."

"Chris and Max seem to care about you a lot."

"They're the best friends I have, they worry a lot too. Amanda says they're both only children and they love me like a little sister. So I take that to mean 'let them worry they don't mean any harm.' Have you seen them?"

"Not since I left the Observation Lounge."

"Oh."

"I should go get my mom; she said she had a few more tests she wanted to run before you could leave."

"Alright and thanks." He nodded and went to get his mom.

"Hey how are you feeling?" Doctor Crusher asked when her and Wesley came back.

"Slightly tired and a bit depressed but other than that just dandy." I answered.

"Good. I need to run a few more tests, but after that you're free to go." She said.

"Thanks Doctor."

"I liked the flowers."

"Oh well um...Wes said they were your favorite."

"He's right."

"Doc, do you think I'll ever learn to control these powers?"

"Yes, I do. It will take some time, but you will learn. Maybe you should try contacting your mom she might be able to tell you a thing or two. She did go through this as well."

"I know but it's just that I'm not really sure what to say to her. I mean last time we talked before I was kicked out of the academy, she just wanted to know how things were with my dad and how my step-mom was. She's never mentioned these powers to me and I kinda resent that."

"Even if you don't like her for that you should still talk to her. It would be better than feeling your way through the dark on this."

"Can I go yet?"

"Not yet."

"Amber, tell me more about your grandparents." Wes said.

"I guess. I've told you Grandad Tyler is a Starfleet Admiral. He used to be a Science Officer when he was younger and then he commanded his own ship for a few years before he became an Admiral two years ago. Grandma Tyler practiced medicine, never really official or anything just a hobby of hers while grandad worked." I replied.

"What kind of medicine?" Doctor Crusher asked.

"Not the kind you do." I said smiling. "She was...She practiced medicine on sick or hurt animals. She taught me a lot of it when I stayed with her over the summers. Grandma Walker, my step-mom's mom likes working with plants. She has a real flair for it. Personally I kill almost every plant I take care of."

"Remind me not to ask you to plant sit." Crusher said.

"My Grandpa Walker, he practices old fashioned medicine, never really uses the new technology and he sometimes helps when they do reenactments without holodecks or rooms. Sometimes he has to deal with knife wounds or gun shot wounds not phasers or the like. He says that it can get a bit too real out there and if you're really roughing it you can't be loaded down with technology that fixes things in seconds."

"Sounds backwards." Wesley said.

"It is occasionally but sometimes there are more important things than heavy technology." I answered.

"Alright you're free to go. My only warning is to get some food in yourself or you'll get sick."

"Thank you Doctor."

"Amber you're awake." Chris said as him and Lieutenant Lewis came in the Sick-Bay doors.

"Yup and I'm hungry, think we could maybe stop by Ten-Forward and get some dinner?" I pleaded hopping down off the bed.

"No, it's almost your bed time. You're going back to your quarters and getting some food and then straight to bed. You need your rest." Chris ordered.

"Yes Ensign McLand." I said disappointedly.

"G'night Doctor Crusher, Wesley." Chris said. "Say goodnight Amber."

"Goodnight Amber." I said trying to hide a smirk.

"SAT." Chris warned.

"Goodnight Doctor Crusher. Wesley thanks and goodnight."

"Night Amber." Doctor Crusher and Wes answered. Chris gripped my shoulder and steered me out of sickbay.

"Lighten up Chris; she's had a hard day." Brad said.

"No," Chris answered tightening his grip on my shoulder.

"Release her Ensign and don't be so hard on her." Brad ordered.

"Yes, sir." Chris answered letting me go. I moved closer to Brad and wrapped my arms around my body.

'God why do I have to be so hard on her? I've probably scared her away now. I was just so scared of losing her again I just exploded. I'm an idiot.' I heard as a thought in my head, but it wasn't my own.

"Amber, watch where you're walking, you almost ran into a wall." Brad said. I shook my head clear and looked around.

"Sorry. I was somewhere else. I should be okay now." I apologized.

"Good, want to tell me what you were thinking about?" Brad asked.

"Not really, just...where's Max?"

"He had a date with some ensign from engineering." Chris answered softly.

'That's it Chris old buddy, nice and easy, be gentle you don't know how she'll react right now.'

After I heard that thought I relaxed some. "Can I see him?" I asked.

"Not right now, but he did say he'd stop by afterwards to see how you were." Brad answered. We stopped at my door and I turned to them.

"Goodnight Brad, night Chris." I said. I hugged Chris and backed up so my door opened. "Thanks for worrying about me." I told him.

"It's my job Amber Bamber. Let the night guards know if you need anything. And you know where my quarters are if you need me." Chris responded.

"Yeah, night."

"And make sure you eat something. Good night." They said in unison. I smiled as I changed for bed and after eating I was asleep almost as soon as I hit the comfortable mattress.

For the next couple of days aside from classes I didn't see Wesley. "Hey Wes," I whispered in the back of our science class.

"What?" He whispered back.

"You haven't come to tutoring for two days, should I be worried?"

"Mom says you need the time to rest and to give you some time for that. I asked Ensign McLand and he said the same."

"Crusher, Tyler! Are you paying attention?" Our teacher snapped.

"Yes ma'am." We answered.

"Good." And then she went back to teaching.

"So how long till we start again?"

"Mom says to give you a week." He answered. 'But if I know you, you'll be itching to get started today.' He thought. I smirked and nodded. He gave me a smile and got back to work.

For the rest of the week I used my computer to study the blueprints of the ship and once I was sure I knew those I started on the inner workings of the ship. By the time Wesley showed up for tutoring the following Monday I knew how the ship worked day to day for the most part and I knew almost all the bridge operations. The only thing that really baffled me was engineering on the bridge and engineering in general and a few of the science operations.

"So what's up today?" I asked.

"Federation History, there are too many dates to remember along with names, places, ships, and stations."

"Alright, let's start with something easy. How many U.S.S. Enterprises have there been?"

"In Federation history or in Earth history?"

"Federation history."

"Four." He stated confidently.

"Five, A-D and the U.S.S. Enterprise. There was also a ship called Enterprise commanded by Captain Archer."

"What century was that in?"

"Wesley come on you should know this by now."

"23rd?"

"Try again."

"22nd?"

"Was that a question?"

"No, it was the 22nd."

"Good now who commanded the first U.S.S. Enterprise?"

"Captain Pike?"

"No but close try again."

"Um..."

"Come on Wesley think."

"Robert...Robert..."

"Starts with an A."

"April."

"There you go." I said shifting back to lean on my hands behind me. "Now when was the Enterprise A launched?"

"2286." He said shakily.

"Good." I continued to quiz him on his history but he didn't seem to remember much of it. It took us two more days before we figured out a trick to make him remember.

Thursday when he showed up he was out of breath. "What's wrong?" I asked standing.

"There's a medical emergency down on the planet, they've beamed some of the worse cases aboard. Mom's got her hands full and one of her patients has a four month old puppy that won't let Mom near the patient. Mom thinks the pup may be hurt too. You have to help." He said. I went down to sickbay and found a messy sight. There were doctors, nurses, and patients spread throughout the bay and it was really loud. There was one bed in particular that interested me. It was the bed Wes had been talking about. There was a female patient on the bed and a puppy standing over her snapping and growling at anyone that got too close.

I saw at least three nurses that were cradling their hand which lead me to believe they had been bitten by the pup. I walked up to one and gently took his hand and tricorder. "Good news the dog doesn't have anything contagious or harmful in his bite. Bad news is you probably don't want to go near him again." I said before telling him what to do for the bite and then moving on to the other dog bite victims before making my way to the puppy and his owner. "Hey there fella." I said sticking my hand out palm up. I looked at the woman on the bed who was passed out and saw she was pretty bad off.

"Ms. Tyler it's a good thing you're here can you move her?" Doctor Crusher asked.

"The puppy?" I asked. When the doctor nodded I continued. "First off Doc it's a he, and secondly I'm working on it. Now good boy, that's it settle down I'm not going to hurt you or you owner there I promise." I said as the dog stopped growling. He still snapped at me if I tried to get too close so I put my hand in front of him where he could reach it if he wanted. "Good boy just trust me."

"Hermes, behave." A weak female voice said.

The dog, Hermes I guess, stopped snapping and stretched out to sniff my hand. "There we go. See I told you I wasn't going to hurt you." I told him.

"Go ahead pick him up, just make sure he can still see me." She said. I smiled and picked Hermes up.

"His mama was on a freighter and was brought over about six months ago. She gave birth to him and three stillborns. Hermes is the only one left now. Sherman, the guy that owned the mom, was really upset when Hermes was the only one that was born and that the mom died two months later. It was his last attempt to breed her and make a profit from the pups. It took awhile but I gave him the best price and got to keep Hermes."

"So Hermes is four months old?" I asked.

"Yeah," she answered.

"He looks pure Doberman."

"He is, hence the breeding and heavy profit." Doctor Crusher finished her scans and shook her head. "What's your name child?"

"Savannah Tyler, but everyone calls me Amber unless I'm in trouble."

"Amber, please take care of my puppy." The patient looked at Doctor Crusher and shook her head as well. "I'm dieing Doctor, have been for a while. All the doctors I've met with say it's irreversible. Let me go this way knowing that everything's been taken care of. I have a DNR, let it go."

"I can't."

"You have to, I'm sorry but there is no known cure for what I have."

"There has to be something, a treatment that will prolong it..."

"There's not. This is my time. Good bye my puppy." She lifted her hand and petted Hermes. A few seconds later her hand fell back to her side and she was gone. Doctor Crusher looked ready to bring her back but I had to interfere.

"Even I know what a DNR is Doctor. It was her time." I said. Crusher sighed and hung her head. "I'm sorry." She nodded. The puppy tried to go back to the woman but couldn't get out of my arms. "Hermes." I whispered. Then I sighed and held him next to her face. He licked and nudged it for a good two minutes before he let out an awful whine. "I know puppy I know." I whispered hugging him closer. I stroked his soft head until he stopped whining and started whimpering. I hopped up on an empty bed and checked the little dog over for any injuries. I couldn't find any so I looked up at Wes.

"Is he alright?" Wes asked.

"Yeah he's fine." I answered. "What am I supposed to do now?" I asked later on.

"What do you mean?" Doctor Crusher asked.

"About the puppy." I asked.

"You could always ask the Captain if you could keep him." Wes answered.

"You think he'd let me Doc?" I knew I sounded hopeful.

"I don't know Amber, honestly I don't." She answered.

"There's no harm in trying." Wes suggested.

"No, there's not." Crusher agreed.

"Alright Doc, after the staff meeting could you tell the Captain that I need to see him when he has the time?"

"Of course."

"In the mean time little guy I bet you're hungry." I said to the puppy. The pup gave a short sad bark and then stilled.

Later I settled down for the night and the puppy jumped up on my bed. "Hermes, no. You can't sleep up here." I said putting him on the floor. This continued every five minutes for the next half an hour. I looked at the little dog and sighed. "Don't make me lock you in the bathroom." Hermes whimpered and settled down into the bed I had replicated for him. "Good boy." I petted him a few times before falling asleep.

Once again sorry it took for ever but there it is. Let me know what you think. And sorry it's so short.