I… I remember now… I remember everything

T-Thank you… i want… to be who I was.

I agree, it’s completely understandable thar you’d feel this way… this shouldn’t have ever happened…

Sorry! There’s a lot going on!

I’m ready too…

You’ve given us no peace, only suffering

I… I remember… people talking about the Prophets like that… when I was young…

But that goes against every letter of the Temporal Prime Directive!

W-What’s going on???

Admiral?!

I’m sorry.

So… where do we go from here?

They took you from her again?!

That’s horrible…

So he’s in charge of all of this

I don’t blame you… did you ever find your wife?

We should kill him.

I… I’m so sorry.

It says here I had… friends, comrades. So did you, Cranston… you were fighting for your homes… they used you…

W-What?!

Yes… I see… you’re right.

So I’m supposed to be a Bajoran? Sito… Jaxa…

*memories started to come back to her, flashes at first. Faces. Picard. Wesley. Mariner. Ogawa. Taurik. Sam.*

The… the official story is that I died…

How… how do we know you’re telling the truth? *she walked up cautiously*