Kathryn Janeway sat there for a second, thinking of the days when life was so much simpler than it was now, how dating wasn't so complicated, and men were boys and weren't so…enticing.

Kashyk hadn't been gone five minutes when she stood from Chakotay's command chair and stood in the middle of the bridge.

"Computer, change music selection. Janeway Alpha Z two." Smiling to herself she pulled her hair back and waited for the music to play.

Just take those old records off the shelf

I'll sit and listen to 'em by myself

Today's music ain 't got the same soul

I like that old time rock 'n' roll

Kathryn began rocking her upper body, all thoughts of what just happened seemed to have dissolved and the music enveloped her consciousness.

Don't try to take me to a disco

You'll never even get me out on the floor

In ten minutes I'll be late for the door

I like that old time rock'n' roll.

She grabbed a phaser compression rifle from underneath the Helm and used it as a air guitar. Waving her head back in forth, her hair became mussed and disheveled, but in all the fun Kathryn was smiling to herself.

Still like that old time rock'n' roll

That kind of music just soothes the soulI reminisce about the days of old

With that old time rock 'n' roll

Having the rifle in hand she played the guitar solo for a mimic and danced her way over near the Op's station to Tactical.

Won't go to hear them play a tango

I'd rather hear some blues or funky old soul

There's only one sure way to get me to go

Start playing old time rock 'n' roll

Call me a relic, call me what you will

Say I'm old-fashioned, say I'm over the hill

Today's music ain't got the same soul

I like that old time rock 'n' roll

Kathryn played her way over to the platform just under the view screen and over the Helm. Getting on her knees she bit her lower lip playing out the lyrics.

Still like that old time rock'n' roll

That kind of music just soothes the soul

I reminisce about the days of old

With that old time rock 'n' roll

Jumping over the railing that separated the command deck from the Helm she bantered over near her chair and crookedly landed in it. Lifting a leg over the middle console between hers and Chakotay's.

Still like that old time rock'n' roll

That kind of music just soothes the soul

I reminisce about the days of old

With that old time rock 'n' roll

Before the song smoothed away she stood in the middle of the Bridge. Leaning on the rifle and crossing her legs the Turbo Lift doors slipped open, Commander Chakotay along with the other Bridge crew walked in.

He noted her mussed hair, pinkish cheeks, and her heavy breathing. Also the heavy compression rifle she was leaning on. "Is there something we missed?" Smiling she only tipped her head.

"Oh, no. Its nothing really." Kathryn skillfully kicked the rifle up and handed it over to a very confused Tom Paris.