Dreams

Chakotay

Controlling his dreams was both a blessing and a curse. Since the experience with the dream controlling aliens, his dreams had wandered and occasionally slipped out of control. This was something that never happened and it scared him. Even if his life was in chaos, his dreams had always been constant and controlled. Losing that control felt devastating to his soul and spirit. But every night he still went to sleep and when he could control his dreams, he dreamt of home and the crew safe and sound back on earth. He knew that may not happen for sometime, if ever, but he had to keep hoping. The crew depends on the hope of the captain, of the first officer of the entire senior staff. If they even stopped hoping and dreaming for one second the crew would be sad for weeks. And that is why he kept dreaming. Maybe he was delusional, maybe they would be in the delta quadrant till they died, but after all, what are dreams for?