“ I, Janice Rebecca Rand, was born on the thirteenth of May, twenty-two-thirty-four, to Carter and Meredith Rand (nee: Blake). By what I found out later in my life, I was a quiet and content baby. The only time I was cranky was when I was hungry or wanted my mother and father. As a baby and toddler, I was spoiled by my parents, family, and friends. While our parents, family, and our parents’ closest friends spoiled me, I never got out of hand; Mommy and daddy made sure we behaved right and had manners. We never got away with nothing!"

" I may have never gotten away with anything, but sure as hell they had never been around much, if not at all. As long as I can remember, not once were they there for me; They didn't come to any plays I had in school, partook in any field trip our classes had, or even came and got me when I was sick. It was always my paternal grandparents (and god parents) that were there for me. They signed up for field trips, were there for my birthdays, they were more of parents to me over my own biological ones. Long story short, it didnt take long until my parents were basically dead to me. The only people I could count on were Blair and Susan and myself."

“ After the death of our parents, they, Blair and Susan, decided that ballet classes would do me good and it will get my mind off of losing my parents. I was not too interested (or thrilled) in going, to say the least. One day while I was there, I met a girl just a year younger than I was. We shared many interests. Since then, I could not wait for the next ballet class. As I grew older, dancing had became one of my favorite past times. Susan signed me up for every class that was available and I would even go up to her and hand her slips of paper showing I was interested.”

“ I was thirteen when Blair and Susan sent me off to boarding school; Again, non one has to guess how I felt about that, but another person that was an influence in my life was some one whom I hadn’t seen in years: the girl from dance class. We were both a bit wild in our Saint Augusta days, especially her. The two of us got into plenty of trouble, but she seemed to get into a lot more trouble than I had gotten into back then and got expelled when she was thirteen. We remained friends to this day and still get together every now and then. We are more like, and act like, sisters above all else. ”

“ Before I knew it, I was graduating Saint Augusta on May the twenty- sixth. Let's just say I cared more of being the ' IT girl' than I did of my grades. I was passing with pretty good grades, but more than likely not the grades my parents wanted to make. The years at Saint Augusta’s was as normal as a boarding school can be; homework, tests, and exams were the daily part of it. I comprehended most everything, just decided to act as if I didn't, so they didn't have high expectations like they did Alicia. Alicia was my cousin, now half sister, and she was perfect in everyone's eyes. She could do no wrong; nothing was ever good enough. She annoyed me, to say the least. I stayed away as much as possible."

" If I only knew my life was about to change."

" We had been to several out of town graduation parties, going back and forth between all of them at least into the early morning hours of the next day. Rachel finally convinced me to let us go home. We were just a few feet from our hometown when I overcorrected and hit a ditch. I survived; she didn't, having been ejected and hit the pavement. I had to do community service, probation, even spent a few nights in jail. This is one thing I've never told anyone as I was incredibly embarrassed. However, there had been one person who refused to see me like many people still do to this day: Christopher Pike."

"Christopher Pike was my inspiration for joining Starfleet. He saw the potential in everyone, he saw what each and every one of us can become with the right push. It had taken a few times before I decided to listen to him and enlisted in Starfleet; it was the best decision of my life and I'd never go back if I had a choice. At first, I had no clue as to what he saw in me, albeit I knew what I wanted in life. My friend's death was another chance to right all of the wrongs I'd made in my life. I didn't know my calling, so I went from one major to another before finding it: a Yeoman. I lied to my family and friends, to a few other people, because they had all became something great. In their eyes, I'd be an embarrassment and cause them to be shunned."

" I had unfortunately gotten real sick when Nero attacked Starfleet, so I was unable to participate and forced to remain on earth. However, I had my influences and learned quickly what happened. I was later told fully what happened. Well, it's not my proudest moment, but I hacked the system and found out myself. So, let's just keep that to ourselves, k? The last thing I need is someone asking me to do more illegal things. I feel bad enough already and don't need more experiences like these which I have to keep to myself. Yes, this is not the only time I've hacked to get the information I needed."

" The death of Admiral Pike was when I first heard about the Khan attack and on further investigation, I found out myself how I was right in regards to keeping people at arm's length---you can never trust anyone, not even your closest friends. Yes, it's not something someone wants to think about, but Khan made it clear that we were never safe, it was a false sense of security. I was aboard the Enterprise and behind the scenes (I'd snuck aboard). I wasn't just going to stand around and let Khan have his petty revenge. "

Initially, she had thought of not speaking it; not because of it possibly being a mistaken identity, but because she had not once spoken it in the two years since she had seen him; that had been since her Sophomore year. It was a special nickname she had given him, albeit she only gave nicknames to those she held close to her heart, and he definitely had a piece of her heart. Although the two had spent little time together at the academy, the time spent together was immeasurable to her. The things the two did together was more than likely to been seen as mundane to outsiders, yet it was not what two people did that made their day, but what things they did as one made the memories. It was the little things that made their day special to each other, specifically the day Karu had given her the gift currently around her neck. She fingered the ivory pearls over what she called a full moon as the description, already feeling the comfort it gave to her. Ever since she had gotten this beautiful necklace, it was all ways worn, not even taking off when she'd take a shower. A smile came to her lips at the thought of both the necklace and Karu's thought of her when he had given it to her.

Then twenty-one-ear-old-female bit her lower lip. What seemed like hundreds, if not thousands, of questions rather than just several ran through her head. Did he remember her? Would he remember her, or had it been that long since the two had seen each other, let alone been in the same vicinity? Did he even remember her name? Would he still want to be hanging out with her, or did he have too much on his plate to get away from it all? After all, he was an important person and had more responsibility than ever with piloting a ship with a crew in the hundreds, if not thousands. Also, he surely had made more friends since then (not that she was saying he's anti-social) and with the two previous attacks on Starfleet, much less the U.S.S. Enterprise, she was sure he had to have girls all over him by now. Karu surely had forgotten her, in all honesty, these past two years. Hell, she expected the two to never see or speak to each other again. On the other hand, however, she remained optimistic in the two seeing one another and it seemed God had mercy on the both of them. Adele silently prayed a prayer of thanks to him for giving her, no correction them, the chance of reuniting after all that had happened.

"KARU!!!!" Her squealing his name matched his excited and shocked tone and his long strides ended the distance between them. She threw her petite arms around his neck, hugging him tight. Oh, how she missed him! " Since early this morning. I've been looking for the Captain to no avail, and I've double, even triple checked everywhere--- both anywhere he is suppose to be and not suppose to be. It is not helping that the mainframe is having issues, my communicator died two hours ago, and my PADD is messed up. To add to this, I absolutely don't know a single person here!" Well, technically this was wrong because she knew him and hoped he wasn't offended of what she just said. Technology and her did not mix very well. That is why she liked things like letters and a photographs. Feeling his hand on her shoulder, she casually looked over her own shoulder at him as they moved to the side so that others were able to move passed them. Out of reflex (and she hoped he did not mind since they had done this at the academy), she looped one of her arms with his own. "Long story short, because of the Khan accident, I didn't graduate until late 2259 and then the memorial for those lost put them behind, too. Today is suppose to be my first day."