Alright, so I finally got my ass into gear and checked the story for any spelling, grammatical,… mistakes I made. I hope it helped! Special thanks to NoneGiven and a certain 'guest' who both left a comment saying my story still needed some work.

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I need coffee...

It is fairly early in the morning when I, Doctor Daniel Jackson, am sitting in the briefing room. For some unexplained reason, General Hammond had sent a nearby marine to wake me up. Poor man. It was one of the rookies, one that hadn't met me yet. And right then, I was on the hunt for my first cup of coffee of the day. We'll just try to forget that how that worked out, 'cause it wasn't a pretty picture.

Anyway, the marine managed to bring me to the briefing room (it was more dragging that bringing, really), where I met up with the rest of my team: Doctor / Major Samantha Carter, Teal'c and Colonel Jack O'Neill. Two l's. If one forgets the second l, one shall be assigned to cleaning the SGC hallways with a toothbrush. Or so he says.

Sam is a tall, muscular, blue-eyed and long legged woman with short, blond hair. On top of that, she has a mind like no other and is able to kick the asses of pretty much everyone in Ceyenne Mountain.

Teal'c is the alien of the team. I think he weighs like 80 pound more than I, and it's got nothing to do with fat. Seriously, I think his arms are thicker than my legs. If I 'm standing next to him, he makes me look small. Which I'm not.

Jack is the cherry on the cake though. A tall, greying man who is still able to kick some marine ass does catch your attention. As does his attitude.

'Good morning, Daniel,' He says in that chirpy tone he likes to use when I haven't had coffee yet and he wants to annoy me.

Jack is lucky he is fully awake and I'm not. Very, very lucky.

But seriously, does he always have to act as if he's a five-year-old?

'Have a seat, Doctor Jackson,' General Hammond says.

I do as I'm told, ogling the coffee can that is just out of reach. Damn. I give the thing an ugly look for taunting me and mentally curse the universe for making me a coffee addict. After that, I look up and give my attention to the other people present in the meeting room. Their expressions do not seem to bode well for me.

Why is everyone grinning at me?

I raise an eyebrow 'à la Teal'c' and look at Jack, who's sitting on the opposite side of the table. When he doesn't react, I turn to the others. Still no response.

'What's going on?' I ask after about a minute, since that seems to be the only way to find out.

'We have received word from the Asgard. They want to talk to SG-1 and myself,' says the General.

The Asgard? O god, I hope they don't have to fight the replicators again, and need our help. Nasty little bugs.

Shit. I'm channeling Jack again. Man, that guy is a bad influence. Maybe I should ask a priest to exorcise him, I bet that'd help.

I turn my attention back to the General, waiting for him to continue.

…

'Aaaand, do we know what is going on?'

'Yes.'

…

I wait. I really do. Now, I don't want to be rude, but come on. They know what's going on, but they won't tell me. Why even bother to bring me in then? Seriously, I'm starting to feel excluded here. Guess I'll just have to keep asking questions.

'Will you tell me?'

'No.'

No? Come on, guys, what's going on?

They're grinning again. I should have listened to that feeling when I woke up. You know the one, that feeling that tells you not to get out of bed because there is something bad about to happen. That feeling you always ignore because hey, what could possibly go wrong, right? There's nothing bad going to happen.

I really hate that feeling.

'Why not?' I ask, getting more and more irritated by the rest of my team. It just has got to hurt to have such an ear splitting smile on your face. I'm kind of used to seeing it on Jack, and Sam has that look every once in a while as well, but the worst part is that Teal'c is doing it too. I mean, Teal'c. You have to know the guy for like two years before you can see any kind of emotion on his face, and now he's grinning like the Cheshire Cat. Well, this can't be good.

I think I really need a cup of coffee right now. I take another look at the coffee can. It's still too far. Well, maybe I should just make a run for it and have some coffee in the cafeteria. At least it would be more productive that sitting here, being stared at.

'Well, it's almost 0700, they could be here an...'

A bright blue light flashes through the room, and when it fades, there is Thor, at the head of the conference table, sitting in one of those funky chairs of his.

'Thor, buddy, ya got to learn your manners. It is not polite to beam in or out when someone is talking!' Jack just has to be his usual irritating self, doesn't he? Well, he does have a point, I guess. Somewhere.

'Greetings, O'Neill. It is a pleasure to see you again. And it is a pleasure to see you as well, Samantha, Teal'c, Daniel and General Hammond.'

That's it. I can't wait anymore. I have to know what is going on.

'It is good to see you as well, Thor. Listen, I know you wanted to see us but they over there refuse to tell me why,' I say, pointing at the people responsible for my not-so-pleasant mood.

Thor looks around the room. Or at least I think he does, you can't really tell. He doesn't really move much to begin with. Finally, he turns to Jack, who 'casually' looks the other way and start whistling some show tune.

Wait. Did Thor roll his eyes? No, no, of course not. They can't roll their eyes. Can they? I'll have to ask later.

Suddenly, Thor moves his head a bit in my direction.

'Doctor Jackson, the Stargate Command has always been a great ally in our fight against our enemies, despite your less advanced technology. SG-1 has even saved our entire population several times. But you, Daniel, have not only saved us, completely alone in some occasions, you also saved many, many others, despite your own safety. So, the Asgard wish to give you a gift.'

A gift? For me? From the Asgard? I'm stunned. My mouth is hanging open.

Close it, come on, you can do it. Theeeeere you go. Now on to stage two. Asking questions. Again.

'A... a gift? What is it?'

Well, at least I got something out.

'The Asgard give you Daniel Jackson.'

What is God's name is he talking about? They can't give me 'me'. Did he lose his mind or something? Or is it a prank? Oh, no, they didn't clone me, did they?

Damn, I'm already breaking out in a sweat. I'm never coming out of bed ever again.

Thankfully, Jack sees my confusion and comes to my rescue.

'The Daniel Jackson is their newest, most advanced spaceship.'

I give him a blank look.

'It's even got big, honking space guns!'

Right. That's all he ever thinks about, isn't it.

But really, why would they give me a spaceship? I mean, why me? Sure, I've done some helping in saving them, but it's not worth a spaceship. Newest? Most advanced?

'Indeed, Colonel O'Neill. We have built the ship to fit the identity of the real Daniel Jackson. The Daniel Jackson is primarily meant to explore. It has our most advanced sensors, which can fully scan every know singularity within a range of several light-years. It can also detect spaceships travelling at a speed above the speed of light.

It has the capacity to store a huge amount of data. The equivalent would be almost a quarter of the Ancient database. We have worked very hard on our own databank. It also has the most powerful weapons ever created by the Asgard, matching the power of the Ancient from the time just before they ascended. The defense mechanisms can be compared with theirs as well. The ship is strong enough to fly through a sun of the same size as yours.'

…

Damn that's awesome.

And there we go. My face is turning bright red. The SGC is going to laugh about this for years. Unless if I kill all the witnesses. Not a bad idea... Jack and Teal'c might give me some trouble though. And then there would be all the paperwork… Maybe I'd better not.

'Well? You don't wanna see it?' As always, Jack managed to get me even redder than before. And of course, Thor couldn't help but notice the new skin color.

'Are you ill, Doctor Jackson? Maybe you should be examined. I do not believe humans have the ability to change color.'

'It's fine Thor, really, don't worry about it. And I would like to ask you a question. Why would you give me a ship? I mean, it's not like I will use it all that much, since I'm on SG-1 and we travel through the Gate. Wouldn't it be better if you gave it to our government?'

'It is a gift to you only, to do with as you please. We trust that you will use it for good purposes only. Now, would you like to see your ship?'

'Euh…' I look at General Hammond. He smiles and nods at me. I turn back to Thor and shrug my shoulders. One flash of blue light later we are on, euh, my ship. Sounds weird. I take a look around and wow. This thing is just so overwhelming

This ship is big. Really, really big. And cool. And big. And really advanced. And spacey. Did I mention it is big? But mostly spacy.

'Welcome on board of the Daniel Jackson, Doctor Jackson. Does the ship please you?'

Please you? What is the guy talking about? If this ship doesn't please you, you're dead! Or a Goa'uld. They're never happy.

Seriously, acting as if I'm some Space Lord that decided to have a custom made spaceship like it's a pimped-up car.

I decide to not to express my thoughts in order to keep the peace.

'Yes Thor, I really like it.'

'Then I will leave you alone to explore.'

Alone?

Oh right, now I notice the rest of SG-1 isn't here.

'Where are Jack, Sam and Teal'c?'

'They have already seen the ship. They also wish to leave you alone, so you can fully explore it.'

So completely alone it is. Kind of scary, you know, huge alien ship, you, alone, walking around, alone. It could be fun though. I smile.

Nobody to tell me what to do, when to quit. This could be great!

'Thanks Thor, I really appreciate this.'

'It is not a problem, Daniel Jackson. Enjoy your stay.'

That sounded kind of like a hotel manager. Before I can ask him where he'd heard than phrase, he flashes away. I am on my own now.

All right, exploring it is.

This place is amazing. Sam must have gone insane seeing all this. It is the most advanced technology I have ever seen. The database is massive. Even Jack must have liked it.

Finally all his Simpsons episodes in one place.

…

Curiosity gets the better of me and I type it in to the computer, just to check.

I can't believe it. It's actually here. Every single episode. Makes you wonder how the Asgard got all of this.

I sigh and exit the 'entertainment' part of the database. I've still got a lot of looking around to do.

Jack wasn't kidding. There really are big, honking space guns. Wow. I'm already impressed and I haven't even seen all of it yet. I'm still on the bridge, looking at the ground plan of the ship.

I can't believe they gave all of this to me.

What was that?

I had felt a light tremble, I'm sure of it, but now it's gone. Wait. There it is again, stronger now. Is that normal? Think the Asgard left me a manual? I look at one of the screens, the one I think shows the sensors. There's nothing there. Now the shaking is back, and it's getting worse. A lot worse. I need to grab the Captain's chair to stay on my feet. People, I'm freaking out here! I need Thor! Or Sam. Hell, anyone would do! I knew this was too good to be true! Where are they when you need them?!

I fall to the ground. Hard. I thought the chair was right next to me, but now I can't seem to find it anymore. Au! There it is. Everything's shaking so hard, I'm being used as a mop to clean the floor. Just had to happen to me didn't it?

I'm tossed in to the air now. I manage to get a quick peek out of the window before I slam back to the ground and bruise my ribs some more. Everything looks deformed, like in that painting from Dhali with the melting clocks. Another hard shudder throws me in the air and the artificial gravity pushes me back down. I hit the chair hard and I can feel my leg break.

'Aahhh! Dammit, that hurts!' I yell although I know no one can hear me.

I try to reach one of the control panels and open a channel to Earth. When I'm almost there, some more rough shaking throws me all the way to the front of the bridge. I hit my head on the control panel and everything starts to fade out into the luring black in the corner of my eyes, spreading further and further until dark oblivion with flashes of pain envelop me…

Urg… These might be my final moments and I start being poetic? Christ… Hope the ancients give me a hand if I die. Again.

Janeway:

Captain Katherine Janeway is sitting in her quarters. She and her crew had gone through a lot since the Voyager was flung through the entire galaxy. The journey back will take a lifetime, but they had decided it was the best they could do. Go home, and in the meantime, explore.

Sigh.

It's terrible. What am I going to do?

I get up and decide to drink a cup of coffee. I can use it right now.

'Coffee, black, hot,' I say, and right in front of my nose appears a nice cup of hot, black coffee. At least something that is still easy.

'Captain Janeway, please report to the bridge, Captain Janeway.'

Sigh. I didn't even get a sip! I sigh again and head for the turbo lift.

'Bridge,' and there we go, fast and quiet. When the elevator stops and opens its doors, I walk out.

'What have you got for me, Tuvok?'

Then I see everyone is looking at the front window. O boy. I take a look as well.

Shit. This isn't good.

I see three huge, dice-shapes ships. Then I hear the familiar starting phrases of the Borg.

'We are the Borg. You will be assimilated. Resistance is futile.'

I don't have much time to think. We have no way of getting out of here. We wouldn't survive an attack. No other option. It looks like this is it.

'Tuvok, shields and weapons to maximum. It looks like we won't make it this time, but at least we will go down fighting!'

I don't get any response. I don't have to. I know I can trust my crew.

The ship is slightly shaking. Some new weapon of the Borg?

'Tuvok?' I ask, giving him a look that tells him to not make me wait. I'm in a bad mood right now, not that anyone can blame me.

'Whatever it is it cannot be detected by our sensors.'

As suddenly as it began, the shaking stops. Maybe their weapon didn't work. Thank God for that.

Then, a ship appears out of thin air. If you'd call that a ship. I'd use the word space station. It is bigger than the ships of the Borg, if only slightly! It looks like nothing we have ever come across. A sleek hull that looks light, and stronger than the Voyager's shields. It doesn't have any visible weapons.

'The Borg have raised their shields and seem to have powered up their weapons, but they are holding.' Apparently I wasn't the only one staring at the newly arrived ship. Honestly, I can't blame them.

This might be our only chance.

'Tom, hail that ship. They might be able to help us. It's our only hope.'

He complied and hailed the ship.

'There's no response, Captain.'

'Do it again.' Come on, answer.

Then their screen opened and they were face to face with the captain of the strange vessel.

Daniel:

'Oooooohh…' That hurts. A lot. Come on, get up. Grasp the chair, and pull yourself uuuuhhg… Everything is spinning.

Where the hell am I? I look out of the window. Oh.

Dorothy, we're not in Kansas anymore.

Goddammit, I really need to stay away from Jack. This channeling thing is getting out of control. Maybe a nice vacation to Egypt. It won't happen in the near future, though, I think as I take a look outside.

I see three big, grey ships in the form of a cube with this green glow around them. Not the grass green kind of glow, more like the kind that makes you think of a venomous snake. I give a small shudder. There is one more ship, much smaller and grey with a blue glow. What's going on?

And what the hell is that irritating noise? I look at one of the control panels. I see a small light blinking. I lean closer to see what's written above it. COM. Communication? Ah. One of them is trying to contact me. I guess I'd better pick up the phone, hm? I gently ease myself down in my chair, moaning because of the strain it puts on my ribs en right leg. I press a button and an enormous screen opens, showing me the inside of the bridge of the other vessel.

Shit.

They're human. Well, most of them anyways. This has to be another reality. Damn.

In front, I see a young man with blond hair. He's probably piloting the ship. There is a big, dark guy with black hair… and pointed ears? He sort of reminds me of Teal'c. Apart from the ears. There is another human, a white man with a tattoo on the left side of his face. One of the only women I can see has brown hair and looks like she owns the place. She is standing up in the middle of the bridge, so I suppose she is the Captain.

They all look just as surprised as I do.

Maybe they didn't expect another human here?

'This is Captain Katherine Janeway of the USS starship Voyager. I would like to know how you got here and where you managed get that kind of ship, but we are about to be attacked. We can't hold them of on our own, and running wouldn't help either.'

As to emphasize her previous words, the Cube ships attack the voyager. My sensors show the Voyager's shields are already failing and there is some damage. Suddenly, the COM light is blinking again, and I can hear the same beeping as before. I press the button again, and this time I see something that must have been humanoid at some point. It has dozens of metal bits sticking out of its skin. Creepy…

Suddenly, Roboalien starts talking.

'We are the Borg. You will be assimilated. Resistance is futile.'

Woa, woa, hang on. What?

'I am sorry to have bothered you, but I am not looking for a fight! I mean you no harm, and I doubt the Voyager does either.'

Hopefully, my negotiation techniques will be able to help.

'You will be assimilated. Resistance is futile,' The Borg says again. It then shuts down communication and the cubes start attacking.

My shields seem to have activated on their own and have no problem at all to protect my ship. The people on the Voyager, on the other hand, are having their ass kicked. Well, only one thing I can do, right?

Alright, hold on, I'll help you. Super Daniel has arrived.

I, painfully, walk to the control panel showing the shields and weapons.

Why is everything so blurry?

I do a little check. Yep, my glasses are still where they should be. Must be a concussion then.

I'll deal with it later.

I focus a little harder and find which buttons I have to use to lock and fire my weapons.

Okay, Daniel Jackson, let's see what you've got.

I press the last button and look at the screen. A blue beam links my ship with one of the Cube vessels. Three seconds later, the cube explodes, taking parts of the other two with it. Cool.

And these are the lightest weapons I've got! God Jack should be here right now! He'd be so jealous!

I quickly deal with the last of them, lower my shields and weapons and go back to my chair.

On the screen, I see the shocked faces of Captain Janeway and her crew. Guess they weren't used to that. The captain seems to have found her tongue after a few moments.

'I can't begin to describe how thankful we all are, Captain. It would be an honor if you would like to visit us.'

'I'd like that a lot, thank you.'

'That is good to hear.'

Suddenly she looked worried.

'Are you alright, Captain? I didn't notice before, you are bleeding. Did something happen on you ship?'

'It's nothing, Captain, I'll explain it later.'

It is getting harder to breath and I have trouble to keep myself from panting. Damn, it hurts.

'We would l… o…re…m…'

What? I ask her if she would like to repeat, but I hear even less the second time. My vision is blurring even more and I have trouble to stay upright. I hear a concerned voice. Where does it come from? I try to turn around to locate the voice. Suddenly, I'm lying on the ground and unconsciousness paints my vision once again.

Janeway:

'Captain!'

I'm pretty shocked. He looked fine a few minutes ago, although he did seem to have a few cuts and bruises. Then his face kept growing paler, and he blinked and frowned his eyebrows, like he couldn't understand me. He then fell over and didn't get back up. I hope he's just unconscious.

'Chakotay, are his shields down?'

'Thankfully, yes.'

'Beam him to the sick bay, now! Chakotay, Tuvok, come with me. Tom, you've got the bridge.'

'Yes, Captain.'

I hurry to the turbo lift, Chakotay and Tuvok follows in my footsteps. No matter how fast the lift is, when there is an emergency, it's always to damn slow for my taste. We're finally on the right deck. I jog to the sick bay, seeing the Doctor is already busy ordering his staff around.

'Doctor, what have you got?'

He looks at me, irritated.

'It's not good. He's got a concussion, a broken leg, four broken ribs, three badly bruised ribs, internal bleeding and some minor cuts and bruises. And he is clearly human. What the hell is going on? Did you 'accidentally' forget to tell me we miraculously made it home sometime during the week, hm?

'We were about to be attacked by three Borg ships when he showed up. His ship was even bigger than their cubes! He destroyed them easily and didn't receive any damage at all. He was like this when we met him. He looked fine at first. As for how a human ended up here, I have no idea.'

'What about his crew, didn't they take care of him?'

I open my mouth to answer, but then I realize I never saw any of his crew members. That is strange. With a ship that big, you have to have a crew somewhere.

'There was no one else we could see. Our scans didn't detect anyone either. Who knows what happened.'

'Well, we'll find out soon enough.'

The Doctor went back to his patient while Tuvok, Chakotay and I took a few steps back.

'You have to be careful, Captain, he could be very dangerous. Who knows what he did to his crew,' Chakotay warned her.

'I don't think he did anything to them, Chakotay. I mean, look at him!'

Chakotay took a good look at the unconscious man.

'You're right, this guy looks way to nice.'

I decide to take a good look at him myself. I see a face that seems shockingly younger that it did just a few minutes ago. The man is tall, muscular and pretty handsome. He really does have this aura of 'good' around him.

Right now, unconscious, he has the innocence of a child.

I wonder how old he is. Thirty, maybe?

'Could you please get out of my sick bay? I need to focus here, he's in bad shape.'

'All right doctor, let me know when he wakes up.'

I look one more time at the stranger. Where did he come from, I wonder?

I don't have much to do, so I just go back to the bridge and look at the scans we took. After a while, the Doctor contacts me.

'Captain Janeway, our patient is about to wake up.'

I leave my chair and press a button.

'I'm on my way Doctor.'

I head to the turbo lift again, Chakotay and Tuvok right behind me. When we reach the sick bay, the Doctor waves me over, and we all go hovering over the strange Captain.

Daniel:

'Ouch.'

Well at least something good happened, since it doesn't hurt as much as before, but I've still got a very nice headache. I open my eyes a bit. Four people are hovering over me. Ahh… The infirmary. Wait. Alternate reality. Nowhere near Earth. Which means… no infirmary. I open my eyes completely. There is the Captain, Tattoo, Pointy ears and…

Woolsey?

I jump up and of the … bed … I was lying on. Immediately there are three weapons aimed at my head. Careful. I don't want my headache to become worse…

I slowly raise my hands. Thankfully, they get the universal gesture of surrender and lower their weapons. I do the same with my hands. Then the Captain decides to start the conversation.

'I am Captain Katherine Janeway of the USS Voyager. This is my second in command, Chakotay, my weapons specialist, Tuvok, and our doctor, the Doctor.'

The Doctor? What kind of a name is that?

Apparently, Katherine sees my doubt.

'He is a hologram.'

I blink. I blink again. A hologram? They don't seem to be kidding. I'll just have to get used to that.

'I'm Doctor Daniel Jackson, and before you ask, I'm not a medical doctor but a Doctor of Archeology, anthropology and linguistics.'

They just stare at me. After a few moments, the guy with the pointy ears, Tuvok, seems to decide everyone has stared enough.

'So the ship is not yours.'

Damn. I really wished they wouldn't get to that.

'No, the ship is mine.'

'So you also are the Captain?'

This time, it is Chakotay that asks the question.

'No, I'm not the Captain, but I do own the ship.'

'Would you care to elaborate?'

Katherine again. It's almost like they're taking turns in asking questions on purpose. Maybe it is some kind of interrogation technique. I'd have to ask Jack once I get back.

'Back home, my friends and I became friends with a very advanced race and for some reason, they decided to give me a ship.' I probably shouldn't give them too much information right away. After all, I still have no idea of who these people really are.

Katherine blinks a few times.

'They gave you a ship?'

'yes.'

She looks at Tuvok, who nods to her. Maybe he's a walking, talking lie detector, like Teal'c. The similarities just keep piling up.

'Al right then, what is the name of your ship?'

Ladies and gentlemen! Please take a good look in the mirror! We have now reached a beeeeautiful shade of tomato red!

Christ. He just had to ask, didn't he…

'The Daniel Jackson.'

I swear it, that Chakotay-guy is trying not to laugh. He's trying hard. He's failing.

'And where is home, exactly?' Katherine asks, probably to give Chakotay time to compose himself.

'Earth. Probably the same like you. Which means that I am most likely from an alternate reality.' But that doesn't explain why they already have spaceships. 'What year is it?'

Katherine seemed slightly alarmed at my question. She answered very slowly while giving me a funny look.

'It's 2375.'

She has to think I'm nuts.

Unfortunately, I am more alarmed by her answer. There's still another question, though.

'What do you know about the Stargate?'

Lots of weird looks again. Sigh. Of course it had to happen in the few minutes I was on the ship. Now even the Doctor seems a bit concerned. He's pointing some small device at my head and looking at another, larger thing in his hand. A scanner, maybe?

Chakotay asks, 'What does that have to do with anything of this?'

Well, I better explain, don't I?

'The last time I checked, it was still 2005, which indicates that I somehow travelled through time. But, back home we also travelled to other planets by means of a Stargate, which is basically a large metal ring that can create a wormhole, leading to the Stargate on another planet. Every planet has its own 7-digit code. But, since you don't know anything about that either, I must have travelled not only trough time, but also to an alternate reality.'

'You travelled through time and went to another reality?' Katherine asks.

Oho. I know that look. They do think I'm crazy. I'd better use all my diplomatic skills. Not that I really have any. Perfect.

'Listen, all I remember is standing on my ship, when everything started shaking and I got tossed around. When I looked out of the window, everything looked deformed. Didn't your scans pick up something unusual? Some kind of anomaly?'

Yes! Long live logic! I see doubt on their faces. That's better than thinking I'm insane. Katherine finally answers.

'Our ship shook a little right before you appeared. Our scans couldn't pick up what was causing it.'

'So basically, something happen but we don't know what or how, and we have no idea of how to get me back.'

Now everyone is looking at me sympathetically. Even Tuvok. Huh. Now that I think about it, he doesn't seem to show much of his feelings. Maybe I should just re-name him Teal'c the Second, just to keep things easier.

'Not again,' I mutter, thinking about my situation. Somehow, Chakotay heard me.

'What do you mean by that?'

'Let's just say that things like this seem to happen a lot to me. Anyway, I still don't know who I blew up, and I'd like to know that. I'm not the kind of guy that shoots first and asks questions later, but the matter was kind of pressing at the moment.'

The Doctor decides to join the conversation.

'They are called the Borg. They actually aren't a species on their own, but they inject their victims with nanites. Then they take of a limb here and there, but they get replaced by robotic arms, legs, whatever you need, which means you change into a cyborg. They also have a chip in their brain that allows them to interact telepathically. Since they assimilate any species they can find that is more or less advanced, they mix all their knowledge and get a huge technological step ahead of the others.'

Huh, almost like the replicators, only we are lucky enough to get killed. Most of the time, anyway.

Janeway:

Poor man. All alone, lost with no way of getting home. Somehow, it sounds familiar.

Right, we are in the same situation. Maybe we can help each other.

'Listen, my crew and I are very happy you helped us a few hours ago with those ships. We didn't stand a chance. Maybe, in return, we can find a way to get you home.'

He looks grateful. No surprise. Didn't he say he was a Doctor of archeology, anthropology and linguistics? Not much physics or mechanics there, hm.

'Well, you will probably be here for a while, so we will give you a place to sleep. You will need constant security, I'm afraid.'

'Don't worry, I completely understand. We would have done the same thing.'

He smiles a little and I can see he could really use that bed right about now.

'Chakotay, you will bring Doctor Jackson to his accommodations, Tuvok, you will arrange security.'

'Please, call me Daniel,' he says. I nod and tell him I have to check up on the bridge and explain to everyone what happened. I leave along with Daniel and Chakotay to bring him to the bed he needs. Then I head for the turbo lift again and mentally brace myself for the barrage of questions that will be asked.

Daniel:

I wake up in a strange bed, but I soon remember why that is.

So, on board of the Voyager…

My stomach growls. Let's see if I can get anything to eat.

Happy with the fast healing, thanks to the Doctor, I stretch and put on my clothes. I really should ask someone about that name.

I go to the small bathroom I've got and use the facilities. After that, I splash some water in my face.

Then I go out of the bathroom and take a good look around. Everything is grey, but not the color of concrete, like back in the SGC. This is a quite calming color actually. There isn't much furniture, but it isn't necessary. A glass table, a chair, a bed. If I would have to say it in one word, I'd use futuristic.

Alright, my stomach is letting me know it's enough with the ogling. I head for the door… and stop. How do you open these things?

I can't remember from yesterday.

There are a few buttons on this control panel. Let's try some.

Yes, I must admit, somehow, I've always liked to push buttons.

Maybe that's why I always seem to get in to trouble.

But before I can try one of them, I hear a beep and I jump back. The door opens and I can see Chakotay.

'Doctor Jackson, I was told to wake you and give you a quick tour of the ship. Since you are already awake, shall I bring you to the mess hall first?'

My stomach embarrasses me again, and I smile at the man.

'I would like that, thank you, and please call me Daniel.'

He nods and I follow him out. We start walking down some hallways, and I try to memorize the turns we take for when I want to go back. Or if I need to escape. Not that I don't trust these people, I do, but if we would need to get off the ship, it would be handy if I knew the way as well.

We're headed for something that is probably some kind of on-board transportation device, since there are people getting in and other people are getting out a few moments later. Maybe it's some kind of elevator.

We get in and the doors close behind us. After a few seconds, I feel the pressure in my ears that indicates that we indeed are in an elevator. A very fast elevator. God, I want one of those in the SGC. There, it takes ages to get where you want to go.

The pressure returns to normal, and the doors open. We go through a few more corridors and stop before a large door.

'Here we are, this is the mess hall.'

Chakotay walks to the door, which opens, and chatter flows towards us. We walk inside. This is a nice place.

'If there is anything you want to eat or drink, you can go to Neelix, that's the guy behind the bar. I have to warn you though, very few people still risk his recipes. If you're not interested, just go to one of those machines by the wall and say what you'd like. If you still have any questions, you can ask one of the people here, they'd be happy to help. I have to go to the bridge, so enjoy!'

He smiles at me and I smile back. So far these people have been very generous.

I wait for a few more moments, deciding whether to 'risk' this Neelix's cooking or not, and I decide what the hell, why not give it a try? I walk over to the bar. Neelix is currently very occupied in a conversation, so I wait a few minutes. After he's done talking, he turns to me.

'Ah, you must be that guy that came here in that ship that blew up the Borg! I have to say, I'm a huge fan of you!'

I just smile at him, feeling the red creep up from my neck. Again.

'So, what brings you to my lovely bar? Do you want to know where you can find some interesting planets? On which ones there are some beautiful women?'

Oh boy.

'No, I actually came here to ask for a plate, preferably with some food on it.'

He looks shocked.

'Y...you…you w…want to e…eat something?'

'Yes.'

'From m…me?'

'Yes.'

I can't stop myself, I'm grinning.

'You have been warned about my cooking?'

'Yes.'

'Finally! Finally there is someone brave enough to eat my food! Wait here! I'll make you the best breakfast you will ever eat! Did you hear that? At least one human is brave enough to defy my cooking!'

The last he jelled at everyone in the mess hall. I'm getting sympathetic looks. Is it really that bad? I'm starting to have my doubt about my decision. Maybe I should have gone to one of the machine thingies. Well, it's too late now. I take a drink from the bar and wait until Neelix is done.

After a while, he appears out of what must be the kitchen. On the plate in his hands is…something. He puts the plate down in front of me and hands me a fork. All the other people are getting a little closer to see what will happen. I pick up my fork and glance around. Now they're leaning in. I lower my fork, scoop some of the food on it and haul it up again. Neelix is looking very expecting.

I look at it for a few second. What now? Well, if I don't try it, poor Neelix might get depressed. Let's get this show on the road.

I slowly bring my fork to my mouth. Neelix's eyeballs are about to roll out, so I hurry a little, open my mouth and move the fork in. Then I start chewing.

BANG! Tastes explode in my mouth, flavors changing every second. I close my eyes to enjoy the tastes even more. Talk about a culinary orgasm! To soon there is nothing left to chew on. I open my eyes and see everyone is watching me, waiting for my verdict.

'Neelix, I have no idea what is wrong with everyone on this ship. I think my taste buds just died and went to heaven.'

'YEEEEEHAAAAAA! Did you hear that? He likes it! He loves it!'

I had no idea an alien could sound like a Texan cowboy.

Neelix leans in and kisses me on the cheek and starts dancing around.

'Come on, go find a table and enjoy your meal!'

I do as the man says.

After a few minutes, I see the guy with the dark blond hair from the bridge and an Asian-looking guy with black hair walking towards me. I think they're both a little younger than me.

'Do you mind if we sit down?'

'No not at all.'

The three of us sit there for a while, me eating, and them just staring at me. I laugh and say:

'Okay, spill, who are you and what do you want to know?'

They look at each other and the blond guy starts.

'I'm Tom Paris and this is Harry Kim. You're Daniel, right?'

'Yep, that's me.'

'Well, we were wondering, were do you come from? I mean, we haven't seen and other humans for five years!'

Five years? What is going on here? These guys won't be the only ones asking questions.

'I am from the past and an alternate reality. I have no idea how I got here, and neither does your Captain. And what do you mean, you haven't seen any other humans in five years?'

'You're from another time and another reality? Man, that is so cool!'

Well, Harry seems enthusiastic.

'And you have no idea how this happened.'

'No.'

Tom seems to have had enough of being ruled out.

'Harry, Harry, you're asking all the wrong questions!'

He turns to me, and asks:

'When in your timeline did you disappear?'

'It was 2005.'

'And is it true you got your ship as a present from highly advanced aliens?

'Yes.'

They both look at me in awe. I can see that they want to start firing questions again, so I quickly intervene.

'What did you mean, not seeing any other people?'

They look a bit sad, now.

'Right, we got a bit sidetracked by our own questions. You know the location of earth within our galaxy?'

'Yes.'

'Draw a straight line through to the other side of it. That's where we are.'

'And it'll take us another 70 years to get home again. Someone had built a device that could pull ships towards it over such distances in the blink of an eye, but it was destroyed, so we have to take the long way.'

70 years? God, I have to help them! The Daniel Jackson can cross that distance in a few days!

'Ah listen, can you guys get me to the bridge, right now? I think I can help you.'

Both their faces are brightening up.

'You really think you can do that?'

'Yes, I mean, I can get from here to Earth in a few days. If I manage to take the Voyager in tow, we could get there within a week.'

'Oh my god.'

They're looking at me as if I'm some kind of god. Well, I would like to go home too, after being trapped on a ship for 5 years and no Stargate, but still.

They both jump up and pull me with them.

'Thanks for the meal!' I jell at Neelix before Tom and Harry drag me out of the mess hall. Within a few minutes the doors to the bridge open and everyone looks up we make a hasty entrance.

'Where's the Captain?' Harry asks.

Tuvok replies: 'She is in her office.'

We go a little further and Tom pushes a button.

'Come in,' we hear from inside and the door opens.

Janeway:

'Come in,' I say and the door opens. Tom and Harry, my two troublemakers, come in with Daniel.

'What's going on?' I ask.

Tom in the one to reply.

'Captain, Daniel here says he might be able to get us home in a week.'

My eyes go wide. A week? God, it's all I've dreamed of, to get my crew safely home.

'Daniel?' I ask, hoping for an explanation.

'My ship is able to cross the distance from here to Earth within a few days. If I can take the Voyager in tow, we should be able to make it within a week.'

My eyes are going even wider.

'Would you care to give it a try?'

'I could get us on the way within an hour.'

'Let's go.' If I can get my crew home within a week, I want to start that week right now.

I leave my office and go for the com button. I push it and say:

'Crew of the Voyager, this is the Captain speaking. Our new friend may have a way to get us home in a weeks' notice. We will try it right now, but don't get your hopes up, we aren't certain of anything. Transport Room, be ready to beam five people to the Daniel Jackson as soon as we're there.'

I release the button.

'Tuvok, Chakotay, you're coming with us.'

Then the five of us head for the Transport Room. This'd better work.

Daniel:

Wow. Katherine is really driven to get her crew home as fast as possible. My respect for her just keeps growing. We experience a few more moments in the turbo lift, I believe it was called. Someone was talking about it on our way there and the name does make a lot of sense. We walk out, and after passing through a few hallways, we're at a large door. The Transport Room, I guess.

We go inside and I'm told to go stand on a small platform. When I look up, I see a couple of round indentations, big enough for a human to fit a human being if they were pipes. They are also positioned in a circle, with in the middle a bigger indentation. The rest joins me on the platform and now, we are all standing under one of the smaller circles.

'Engage, Major.'

'Yes, Captain.'

The Major does something with the control panel and a few moments later we're on board of the Daniel Jackson. Ah,… This almost feels like home.

'Hey, I just thought of something. You aren't a mechanic. You probably don't know all that much about this ship. How can you be sure you can take us in tow?'

'Don't be such a pessimist, Harry. I'm sure he knows what he's doing.'

Tom seems very confident, now doesn't he?

'You know, Harry is actually right, I don't know if I can take you in tow, but this ship is capable of quite a lot. And I know I'm not a mechanic, but I don't need to be one.'

A lot of curious looks. I'd better show them than try in vain to explain it to them.

'Just watch.'

I go over to one of the control panels and place one of the stones on the right spot. Right beside me, a very nice hologram of Thor appears.

'People, meet Thor. He is an Asgard, the race that gave me this ship. Don't worry, it's just a hologram.'

'Daniel Jackson, you are in trouble already, are you not?'

Is he smug? Can an Asgard be smug? I bet the little bastard is laughing at me right now.

'Thor, these people are quite a way from Earth, and without my help it would take them 70 years to get home. Can we take their ship in tow?'

'The Daniel Jackson is capable of taking many ships in tow at once, Daniel Jackson, one should pose no problem.'

'How long will it take to reach Earth if I take them with me?'

'It will take you about five days. Shall I show you a schematic of how to connect the two ships?'

'That'd be great, Thor, thanks for your help.'

'You are welcome, Daniel Jackson.'

I change the position of the stone on the panel and the hologram disappears. I turn around and look at Katherine, who seems a bit speechless.

'It will only take us five days? God, you have no idea of how grateful we are.'

'It's no problem, really. Let's get started, shall we?'

I look at the schematic.

'And I've got more good news. When you're in tow, the ships can communicate and transport with each other.'

I walk around the bridge a shove some stones around, regularly looking at the schematic.

'Can someone contact the Voyager and ask them if they could move a little closer and go behind this ship? Just move that stone over there to there, and then push that button.'

I point as I tell them what to do, while doing some moving and pushing of my own. Once the Voyager is in position, I say: 'Here we go,' and push a final button. My shields activate and expand until they have surrounded the Voyager. Then my Hyper drive kicks in and a few moments later we're in subspace, travelling at an enormous speed, headed for Earth.

'You probably already know this, but your ship is just so cool!'

I turn to look at Tom, who is the one who gave the comment.

'Don't I know it,' I reply. 'Do you want to look around?'

'Hell yes!'

He and Harry are both smiling and looking very excited.

'Well, let's start the tour then!'

After a while, we're all back on the bridge.

'I think we'd better get back to the Voyager before they freak out completely after jumping into warp without any warning, and us not contacting them.'

'You're right, just give me a second.'

I quickly take a small black stone and get back to arrange our transport.

'What's that?' Chakotay asks, giving a nod in the direction of my hand.

'It's a remote controller. If I activate it, this ship will beam me on board, as long as I'm within range.'

He gives it a doubting look but accepts the answer, and I beam us back to the Voyager.

Janeway:

Ahh… Home again. I look at Daniel. Soon we would be even more home. Five days. This just can't be luck. Not anymore.

I give my pilot a look and sigh.

'Yes, Tom, you and Harry can take him on his tour of the ship. But do not get in trouble for once!'

'Aye, Captain!'

I glare at them and the three of them run of, Daniel dragged off by the other two.

'Tuvok, you go back to the bridge, Chakotay, come with me to my office.'

When we arrive in my office, I ask Chakotay: 'Would you like anything?'

'No thanks.'

I give him a nod and get myself and cup of coffee. I take a sip. Finally, I think, sighing inwardly and smiling because of the warmth the coffee gives me. I sit down and indicate that Chakotay should do the same. When we are both sitting down, I ask him the question that has been on my mind for quite some time now.

'What do you think of our guest?'

Chakotay thinks for a few seconds before replying.

'He is very friendly and helpful. To me, he seemed genuinely concerned about our crew. But I also think that he is more dangerous than he appears. Not that I think he would even try to do anything to us.'

I nod, since I have the same opinion. We chat some more, when suddenly, the lights around me turn a flashing red, and a voice is on the com.

'Captain Janeway, please come to the sick bay immediately, I repeat, Captain Janeway, please come to the sick bay immediately.'

I look at Chakotay, and I can see we are both thinking the same thing. What happened?

Daniel:

'Tom, take it easy, where are we going?'

I think I've been dragged around by those two to see every space and corner of the ship. Now there's only one place left. That's where we're headed. But I don't know what that place is.

'Oh no Daniel, I'm not going to spoil all your fun. But trust me, you'll like it.'

I've heard that one before. Jack says that a lot. The first time for me to like 'it' has yet to come.

'And here we are!'

I don't get it. We're standing in front of a door, one that looks exactly like so many others on the ship.

'Computer, open program BP-758.'

? Okay? What's that supposed to mean?

'Daniel', Harry says, 'welcome to the holodeck.'

The holodeck?

The doors open… And I see a beautiful landscape with mountains on the horizon and the sun high in the sky.

A holodeck huh?

'So, all of this is just a hologram?

'Yep.'

I laugh a little at that. 'Some hologram.'

I enter the holodeck, followed by Tom and Harry.

'I could stay here all day,' I muse, looking at the trees, flowers, rocks,… Hell, I'm looking at everything.

'I told you you'd like it.'

You're absolutely, completely, and totally right.

I sigh and do some more looking.

Is it hot in here, or is it just me? I look at the other two, but they seem fine. I hold out my hand and see that it is shaking. Definitely not normal. I can feel my entire body shaking now. Harry noticed as well.

'Hey Daniel, are you alright?' he asks, concerned.

I shake my head right before my muscles spasm and pain raids through me. Then I know no more.

Next thing I know, I'm waking up in the sick bay. I see a few faces hanging over me. I groan and sit up.

'What happened? You looked like you were fading out or something.' I think Tom asked that question, but I can't be sure. I'm still a little fuzzy.

'Entropic Cascade Failure,' I tell them, knowing they won't understand, but not caring at the moment. I've got a headache.

'What's that?' That was Katherine. My head's clearing up a bit.

'Basically, it means that if you go to another reality and one of you is, or apparently was, already there, that universe tries to throw the intruder out, which is what you saw. Eventually, if you can't get out on your own in time, you die. But I think I'll make the five days though.'

Everyone is looking very worried now.

'Alright, I'll have people look for a way to get you back to your own reality. Is there anything we can do in the mean time?' Katherine asks, concern clear in her voice.

'I'm afraid not. I may have another episode, but it wouldn't kill me yet.'

The days go by, and I try to do as much as possible to keep my thoughts from going to the fact that I can die any second. Not that it is the first time, but it does put a strain on you. Anyway, the five days were almost up, and I only had one more episode.

Right now, I'm on the bridge with the Captain.

'Maybe I should go to my ship, so I can immediately disconnect the two of us and you can properly say hello.'

'That doesn't sound too bad. Are you going to be alright?'

I smile. 'I'll be fine, Katherine, but thanks for asking.'

I search in the pockets of my pants and take out the black stone I had taken with me. I hold it in my left hand and stroke it lightly with my right. A blue flash later, I'm on board of the Daniel Jackson.

Janeway:

After Daniel beamed away, I go sit in my chair. We could be home any second. The nerves in my body feel like they're on fire with adrenaline. After waiting a few minutes, I think I can feel the ship slowing down. Another few seconds, and we're back in normal space. The Daniel Jackson's shield collapses and severs the link between the two ships. It then moves to the side and I see something so beautiful, something I have waited so long for to see again.

Earth. Home.

A screen opens in a corner of the window, showing Daniel.

'Welcome home, Captain,' he says, somewhat wishfully.

'Don't worry, Daniel, We'll get you home as well.'

'Thank you,' he almost whispers, and he ends the conversation.

'Chakotay, open a channel to Earth.'

'Yes Captain.'

'Earth, this is the USS Voyager, returning home after being lost in space for five years, please respond.'

Nothing.

I repeat my call and then someone opens a screen.

'Katherine, is that really you?'

I smile. The general and I have been friends for quite a while.

'Yes, sir, it's me.'

'And who does the ship that came with you belong to? Our scans have never detected anything like it.'

'That will take some time to explain, sir. What I can tell you is that he is human.'

'Human? Now I'm really interested.'

'Can we beam down and have this discussion in your office?'

'Sure, I can't wait. You can come in right away.'

'Thank you, sir.'

The general, an older, balding man, was a very old friend of hers. No doubt he would give her a good hug as soon as we see each other in person.

I let Daniel know we're to beam down. After talking to the general, I do a few flybys on the general's orders to let people know were home. There is a big party, but no alcohol, because my entire crew still has to be on the Voyager tomorrow. Afterward I take a good night's rest, happy to be home.

The next day is a very busy one. My crew is preparing to go to their homes. Suddenly a screen opens on the front window on the bridge, and I see a very concerned Daniel.

'Daniel, what's the matter?'

'My scanners picked up some Borg ship. They're headed for Earth and coming from all directions. They'll be here in an hour.'

God no.

'How many are there?'

'Around fifty.'

Fifty. We'll never make it.

'Don't worry, we will make it,' he says, as if he could read my mind.

'I'll help you reconfigure your shields and weapons so they'll be more effective, and I will take out as many as I can myself.'

'Thanks, Daniel, But…'

'No buts, we'll make it, remember?' He gives me an encouraging smile.

'Al right, you get started, I'll inform Earth.'

He nods and ends the connection.

I have a talk with God knows how many people. All our available ships have been upgraded and know the battle plan. Right now we're all in formation around Earth, with the Daniel Jackson flying around, so he can help wherever necessary.

A few minutes later, the Borg arrive. God there are many of them.

'Battle positions!' I jell, and the fight begins.

Daniel:

As soon as the Borg have arrived, Starfleet attacks, and at first, nothing seems to happen, but with their improved weapons and teamwork, they manage to get the first Borg ship down. I fly around and help whenever a ship is in trouble, catching blasts for them and destroying the annoying Cubes. I fly around some more and see the voyager is in trouble.

The ship is surrounded by the Borg, their shields are failing, and their weapons system seems to have taken a hit. I go to them and use one of my heavier weapons, taking all of the Borg out.

I get a quick thank you from Katherine, and we're both fighting again, when I get a distress call. The Borg are on board of one of the ships of Starfleet, and they need help. I stop the ship, grab some kind of gun Thor had generated for me and take the black transports stone. I beam on to the ship and see a horrific scene played out before me.

About two meters ahead of me, I see one of the Borg bringing his fist up, and two small tubes appear from his wrist and find the neck of one of the crewmen. That's probably how they inject the nanites. I quickly shoot the Borg before he can do anything.

'Oh my god, thank you, I thought it was over,' the man says to me. He looks like he's hyperventilating.

'What happened?' I ask him.

'The Borg managed to get through our shields and beamed on board. A couple of the crewmen were killed, and the rest locked themselves up in the mess hall. I am the only one left out here.'

'Show me the way to the mess hall, we'll get your people out of here.'

I swiftly follow the man, killing a few Borg on the way. Once we reach the mess hall, the Borg have just cut through the doors. I take some of them down, blowing big, nasty looking holes in their heads. I doubt they can survive that.

I go inside, killing some more Borg and yell everyone has to make skin contact with each other. Once they're done, I reach in my pocket and take out the black stone. I gram the hand of the person nearest to me and activate it. A moment later we're all safe again, on board of the Daniel Jackson.

I go to the control panel and shoot the Starfleet ship that is now taken over by the Borg. I turn around and take a look at the damage they did to all these poor people. I see some minor cuts and bruises, some bad burns, some people in serious need of medical attention and one guy who is missing both of his legs. It looks like they were burned off.

'All right, listen up people, everyone follow me to the sick bay. You'll get all the medical attention you need there.'

I go to the man who had lost his legs and pick him up, talking soothingly to him, telling him that everything will be fine. I walk to the sick bay, followed by my guests. Once we're there, I put the man on an examination table and initiate a healing program. Well, it looks like he'll get his legs back. I explain to someone how everything works and head back for the bridge, ready to destroy some more Borg vessels.

The Borg now seem to be fleeing. I quickly upload the virus that I had Thor make into their main computer. If it works as it should, the Borg would forget the fight had ever taken place and the location of Earth. That should buy the Starfleet quite some time.

After the wounded have been taken care of and I tell the Fleet of my little virus, I invite a few of Voyager's crew over.

We're having a little chat when a flash of white light and the sound of someone clapping their hands attract my attention.

'Well, well, well, very good indeed.'

'Q! What the hell do you think you're doing here!'

'Ouch, my ego,' 'Q' laughs.

Q? I mouth to Katherine, who had the little outburst.

'Q is a being that can do whatever he wants with the snap of his fingers and believes he stands above us. However, he has paid us a few visits, but mostly to annoy everyone.'

'Oh, come on, Katherine, you know that's not true. I adore you all!'

'You're the one who brought me here, aren't you?' I ask him.

'Oh, yes, he is smart. Go on. What else have you figured out?'

'You sent me here right in time to bring the Voyager home and fight of the Borg attack, which indicates you wanted to help, but without any of us knowing it.'

'Very good! Maybe there is hope for the human race after all.'

I look at him blankly.

'Do you know that you could have asked if I'd come and help? I would've, you know.'

'Of course I know that, but that would have spoiled all the fun, now wouldn't it?'

Fun. Of course.

'Can you get me home again?'

'Yes, I can.'

'I'd like to leave now, if you don't mind.'

I look at my new friends, who nod encouragingly at me.

'All right then,' Q sights and he snaps with his fingers. Immediately, everyone disappears. Another snap and I suppose I'm back home.

'Have fun, Daniel,' Q says before disappearing in a flash of light. I use the communicator stones and make a connection with the SGC.

'Doctor Jackson! Where the hell have you been!'

I smile. General Hammond's voice means I'm finally in the right place.

'I got abducted by an alien from another timeline and reality sir. Do I have permission to beam down?'

The general gives a sigh and tells me I can.

After I'm checked by the doctors, I head for the Briefing Room. There is the rest of SG-1, just like when this little adventure started.

'So, Danny, what did you do this time?'

'Nothing Jack, I got abducted by an alien.'

'Not again!'

Sigh