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1 Chapter 1
Kathryn Janeway, Captain of the Starship Voyager, had not been able to sleep since Admiral Janeway had first appeared on her viewscreen. The Admiral, her future self, had come back in time to bring Voyager home earlier than she herself had gotten her ship home. There were many hardships in their future she wanted to help the present crew to avoid. Also, the ship was now at the perfect place for her to help them make it home – the Borg Transwarp Hub. She had brought technology from the future to help them – shields and weapons that the Borg could not penetrate or adapt to, yet.
There was so much work to do to try to get the ship ready to go home, and the Captain had to oversee it all. After all, she wanted to make sure the Admiral wasn't taking control of her ship. She appreciated the Admiral's obsessive persistence to get the crew home, and shared it to a degree. Her desire was also to get the crew home as fast as possible, and had promised to do just that seven long years ago. She wanted all of her crew to make it home, but there were a few that didn't make it. Joe Carey, Peter Durst, Frank Darwin, Dr. Fitzgerald, Anne Jetal, Michael Jonas, Marie Kaplan, Lon Suder, Kes, Nelix, and the others that had died on the mission. She had to admit to herself, she even wished Seska had not been killed.
With all of the modifications that had to be done to the ship, there was no time for sleep. The Captain had to check each simulation of the new equipment before it was installed. The readings and calculations were checked and re-checked frequently. Everything had to work just right because she wanted to be positive that absolutely nothing could or would go wrong. She had made up her mind: if they couldn't get back to the Alpha quadrant as well as destroy the Borg transwarp conduits, they would not go at all.
==/\==
When Voyager exploded into the Alpha Quadrant, quite literally, from the belly of a Borg ship, Starfleet was surprised. The crew had not been expected home so soon, though Starfleet's Pathfinder project had been working for some time on searching for a faster trek home for the Voyager crew.
They were finally home! The Admiral had given her life to save the crew, and they made it home. Kathryn was too excited to sleep now; their plan had worked! There was just so much to be done now! Their presence, and how they had come back to the Alpha quadrant, had to be explained to Starfleet Command. Each member of the crew had wanted to contact his or her family as soon as possible.
One of the first things that happened after they made their dramatic entrance was a call from the Captain's mentor and Tom Paris's father, Admiral Paris. When his face, obviously filled with surprise and relief, filled the viewscreen on the bridge, Captain Janeway spoke with a lopsided smile, "Sorry to surprise you. Next time, we'll call ahead."
His relieved voice filled the bridge. "Welcome back."
"It's nice to be here." She answered, honestly.
He then asked, "How did you...?"
"It will all be in my report, Sir." She said with a big grin on her face.
He could see the fatigue on the faces of all of the crewmembers on the bridge from his end of the viewscreen. "I look forward to it." He answered, just before the screen went dark.
In one of her later conversations with the Admiral, from her ready room, she confided, "I need to inform you that some of our ship's modifications have to remain confidential until the Starfleet engineers have had a chance to see them. It would be a good idea if we were 'off limits' to other ships. We had some technology from the future that aided our return." With this, she held up her hand to stop his obvious question. "That, too, will be in my report. I feel it would be best if there were orders against scanning our ship." She had told him during one of their many conversations between that point and Earth.
Admiral Paris also brought up the need for the crew themselves to be quarantined while Starfleet medical had a chance to check them all out. They were afraid that the crew might have picked up exotic diseases or viruses in the Delta quadrant. Kathryn had agreed with the Admiral, and they set up a protocol for the crew to follow.
==/\==
The whole crew was given temporary quarters near the Starfleet medical facility while they were being tested by the top doctors in Starfleet. None of the crew was immune from the testing, even Miral Paris, Tom Paris and B'Elanna Torres' newborn daughter, was thoroughly tested. The crew was unable to see their family members at that time, but enjoyed the luxury of being free to call them whenever they wanted to without a time restriction.
Besides the medical examinations and the dissection of the ship, there was also the fate of the Maquis, the Equinox crew, Tom Paris and the Captain, herself, on the line. But all that had to wait until Starfleet Medical had their final say.
Kathryn paced the hallway; still too wound up to sleep properly since her career was on the line, yet too sleepy to concentrate on the reports she had yet to write. She had not slept properly in about 2 weeks, and it was taking its toll on her. As she walked, she realized that she missed the constant vibration of the warp core thrumming throughout the ship, and found this building too quiet to sleep. When she found that she was getting too tired to walk, she stopped in the lounge down the hall from her room to get a mug of warm milk and curled up on one of the couches to drink it.
Kathryn woke up bleary eyed an hour or so later and found she had fallen asleep on the couch. She rubbed her eyes, recycled the mug, and sleepwalked back to the quarters that she was assigned. After fumbling to open the door, she stumbled in the dark towards the bedroom. She was too tired to hang up her robe, so she let it slide to the floor as she walked to the bed and climbed under the covers.
She woke up in the morning startled to find Chakotay in bed with her, bare- chested, lying on his side, with his head propped up on his hand, and looking at her with an amused, dimpled grin on his face.
There's more to come… Please review! Thanks.
Thanks to Cat C for her friendship and editing abilities.
1 Chapter 1
Kathryn Janeway, Captain of the Starship Voyager, had not been able to sleep since Admiral Janeway had first appeared on her viewscreen. The Admiral, her future self, had come back in time to bring Voyager home earlier than she herself had gotten her ship home. There were many hardships in their future she wanted to help the present crew to avoid. Also, the ship was now at the perfect place for her to help them make it home – the Borg Transwarp Hub. She had brought technology from the future to help them – shields and weapons that the Borg could not penetrate or adapt to, yet.
There was so much work to do to try to get the ship ready to go home, and the Captain had to oversee it all. After all, she wanted to make sure the Admiral wasn't taking control of her ship. She appreciated the Admiral's obsessive persistence to get the crew home, and shared it to a degree. Her desire was also to get the crew home as fast as possible, and had promised to do just that seven long years ago. She wanted all of her crew to make it home, but there were a few that didn't make it. Joe Carey, Peter Durst, Frank Darwin, Dr. Fitzgerald, Anne Jetal, Michael Jonas, Marie Kaplan, Lon Suder, Kes, Nelix, and the others that had died on the mission. She had to admit to herself, she even wished Seska had not been killed.
With all of the modifications that had to be done to the ship, there was no time for sleep. The Captain had to check each simulation of the new equipment before it was installed. The readings and calculations were checked and re-checked frequently. Everything had to work just right because she wanted to be positive that absolutely nothing could or would go wrong. She had made up her mind: if they couldn't get back to the Alpha quadrant as well as destroy the Borg transwarp conduits, they would not go at all.
==/\==
When Voyager exploded into the Alpha Quadrant, quite literally, from the belly of a Borg ship, Starfleet was surprised. The crew had not been expected home so soon, though Starfleet's Pathfinder project had been working for some time on searching for a faster trek home for the Voyager crew.
They were finally home! The Admiral had given her life to save the crew, and they made it home. Kathryn was too excited to sleep now; their plan had worked! There was just so much to be done now! Their presence, and how they had come back to the Alpha quadrant, had to be explained to Starfleet Command. Each member of the crew had wanted to contact his or her family as soon as possible.
One of the first things that happened after they made their dramatic entrance was a call from the Captain's mentor and Tom Paris's father, Admiral Paris. When his face, obviously filled with surprise and relief, filled the viewscreen on the bridge, Captain Janeway spoke with a lopsided smile, "Sorry to surprise you. Next time, we'll call ahead."
His relieved voice filled the bridge. "Welcome back."
"It's nice to be here." She answered, honestly.
He then asked, "How did you...?"
"It will all be in my report, Sir." She said with a big grin on her face.
He could see the fatigue on the faces of all of the crewmembers on the bridge from his end of the viewscreen. "I look forward to it." He answered, just before the screen went dark.
In one of her later conversations with the Admiral, from her ready room, she confided, "I need to inform you that some of our ship's modifications have to remain confidential until the Starfleet engineers have had a chance to see them. It would be a good idea if we were 'off limits' to other ships. We had some technology from the future that aided our return." With this, she held up her hand to stop his obvious question. "That, too, will be in my report. I feel it would be best if there were orders against scanning our ship." She had told him during one of their many conversations between that point and Earth.
Admiral Paris also brought up the need for the crew themselves to be quarantined while Starfleet medical had a chance to check them all out. They were afraid that the crew might have picked up exotic diseases or viruses in the Delta quadrant. Kathryn had agreed with the Admiral, and they set up a protocol for the crew to follow.
==/\==
The whole crew was given temporary quarters near the Starfleet medical facility while they were being tested by the top doctors in Starfleet. None of the crew was immune from the testing, even Miral Paris, Tom Paris and B'Elanna Torres' newborn daughter, was thoroughly tested. The crew was unable to see their family members at that time, but enjoyed the luxury of being free to call them whenever they wanted to without a time restriction.
Besides the medical examinations and the dissection of the ship, there was also the fate of the Maquis, the Equinox crew, Tom Paris and the Captain, herself, on the line. But all that had to wait until Starfleet Medical had their final say.
Kathryn paced the hallway; still too wound up to sleep properly since her career was on the line, yet too sleepy to concentrate on the reports she had yet to write. She had not slept properly in about 2 weeks, and it was taking its toll on her. As she walked, she realized that she missed the constant vibration of the warp core thrumming throughout the ship, and found this building too quiet to sleep. When she found that she was getting too tired to walk, she stopped in the lounge down the hall from her room to get a mug of warm milk and curled up on one of the couches to drink it.
Kathryn woke up bleary eyed an hour or so later and found she had fallen asleep on the couch. She rubbed her eyes, recycled the mug, and sleepwalked back to the quarters that she was assigned. After fumbling to open the door, she stumbled in the dark towards the bedroom. She was too tired to hang up her robe, so she let it slide to the floor as she walked to the bed and climbed under the covers.
She woke up in the morning startled to find Chakotay in bed with her, bare- chested, lying on his side, with his head propped up on his hand, and looking at her with an amused, dimpled grin on his face.
There's more to come… Please review! Thanks.