A Saturday morning at the park, the sun was shining, there was enough cloud in the sky for a tiny bit of shade, and there was a light breeze was blowing by. The day could not start off any better than this. She thought. A familiar voice then rang through the air, interrupting her thoughts.

"Tuvok to Janeway" the voice said

Sighing the woman reach with her right arm and tapped on the badge she was wearing on the left of her chest. "Janeway here, what is it Tuvok?"

"We have just received a distress call approximately 5.5 lightyears away."

So much for nice Saturday morning… Captain Kathryn Janeway thought

"Alright Tuvok, set a course, I'm on my way." She said and tapped her badge again.

One day, maybe I'll just take up the Doctor's advice and get a couple of days off to relax. She considered as she walked down the sidewalk. But then again, I'll miss everything. And I'll prove the doctor right… that's no good.

She drew a deep breath and sighed. "Computer, end program"

Her surroundings then faded into a yellow and black floor with silver walls lined with metallic pipes. That Saturday morning in the park then turned into a Saturday morning in the Delta Quadrant on her starship USS Voyager, thousands and hundreds of thousands away from Sector 001 --- Earth.

When she reached the bridge, she barked "Report!"

"We are approaching the coordinates. We should be in visual range right about… now" Ensign Harry Kim replied.

"On screen" Janeway ordered. The vessel was venting plasma and it looked like someone had done a lot of damage to this vessel. "Lifesigns?" she asked

"No life signs." Harry said, "Wait a minute, the ship's powering up. They're charging weapons!"

"Shields!"

It was too late, the weapon had hit the ship and it rendered the entire crew unconscious.

***

Ugh… my head… Janeway thought and tried to push herself up. She blinked twice only to find her crewmen staring over her. The crew!

"It seems Captain, they only took the senior officers." Said Commander Chakotay, Janeway's XO

"Alright people. Any ideas where we are? And where the rest of the crew is?" she questioned. With a look around, she could see her senior staff. Tuvok, Chakotay, B'Elanna, Harry and Tom

"I'd say we are on a m-class planet about 2 lightyears from our last position." Lieutenant Tom Paris spoke up, "I saw it on the navigational charts before they fired on us."

"But why did they fire on us?" The chief engineer, Lt. B'Elanna Torres was enraged.

"Because." a new voice surfaced; A voice that the senior officers has never heard before.

"Who's there? Show yourself!" Harry was alert scanning the room for other people other than themselves.

A person then came out of the shadows in a dark brown cloak. The person had the hood on so you could not see its eyes. All you could see was the nose and the mouth. Their hands were clasped together in the front. "Because they wanted your ship. That vessel you encountered was a pirate ship. They steal different ships with enormous power and use it to steal other things. It's no wonder they took Voyager, after all, it is the most advanced starship in all of Federation history. Plus, there were crew onboard." From the voice, they figured that it was a male.

Shocked, the crew was curious to know how he got all this information. After all, they have never seen him before.

"Who are you?" asked the Captain "I demand that you explain how you got that information and reveal yourself!"

"Oh you demand now eh Kathryn?" the cloaked person asked. "You were always constantly demanding things even when you were little, the sad fact is that we have to reunite back here in the Delta Quadrant on this God forsaken planet with little rations and resources."

"Do I know you?"

"You should, after all, we did grow up together, unless of course, you have forgotten me entirely."

The rest of the crew was just utterly shocked. Their jaws slacked and hanged. The mysterious being knew their captain and Voyager.

Janeway swallowed. Who could it be? Everyone is back home, I know no one from my Academy days or from my hometown here. Who the hell could this guy be?

"Heh, you still don't know me eh Katie, well… I--- " The being was cut short when a guard came along and came into the cell, looking for something.

"I would suggest you leave them alone, Garan." The being spoke softly, "They're no use to you."

"Then maybe you would co-operate." Snarled the guard

"Co-operate? With you? Fat chance." he chuckled

The being could see that were infuriating the guard, Garan.

"Why you…" and launched himself at the being. But the guy knew what was happening and readied for what was going to happen. When the guard reached him to tackle him, he used the guard's own strength against him and threw the guard right into the air and kicked his stomach just when he was going to hit the floor like a soccer ball. The guard slammed face first onto the wall. Before the guard had a chance to steady himself, the being was on him again. This time the hand had a death grip on his neck. Garan could feel him breathing down his neck and whisper softly in his ear.

The senior staff was just amazed at the speed in which this person moved. They could also see that he was at least 2 feet shorter that Garan, the guard. This… being … was a force to be reckoned with.

The being let go of his neck. Scared, Garan stumbled back and rushed to the forcefield to deactivate it and leave. B'Elanna saw the opportunity of escape and followed Garan. She hit him in the back once and he fell down unconscious.

The forcefield was down. They could escape.

A smile crept onto his face. "Good work…"

"I think we should get out of here." B'Elanna stating the obvious

"Will you be accompanying us… er…" asked Janeway wondering how to address the being

He kept smiling and nodded.

They quickly ran out of the holding cell in hopes of getting their ship and its crew back.

A laser shot fired across Seven's shoulder. They looked back, the guards were right behind them, all of them were 7 to 8 feet, towering over each of the member of the senior staff. The guards were quickly catching up to them. That would explain why the tunnels are so large… Tom thought. Suddenly, a hand grabbed Harry Kim by the neck and lifted him up. B'Elanna ran up to the guard and tried to take him down. But the phaser fire was getting too intense.

"Surrender, or this one dies." Growled the guard.

"I'm sure we can come to some kind of reasoning ---" Janeway was cut off by more phaser fire. This time directed at her, missing her by mere centimeters.

Harry was hatching a plan in his mind while the Captain was trying to negotiate with the 8 foot guard. I can almost reach the dagger on the left side of his belt. Just a little more… Then he reached out and quickly grabbed the dagger, jabbing it into the guard's stomach. As the guard fell, Harry landed on his butt with an "oomph".

"Let's go!" said the mysterious man.

Seven saw something shining from one of the tables and went closer to look and found it was their commbadges and 2 weapons. "Captain!" the borg shouted and threw a weapon to Chakotay and Janeway and handed the commbadges to everyone… almost everyone…

"Time to go!" the being shouted "They are RIGHT behind us, let's move."

As she ran, Janeway tapped her commbadge. "Janeway to Voyager."

After a while, it responded. "Voyager here Captain, it's good to hear from you again."

"No time for pleasantries, 7 to beam up." Then they found themselves surrounded by pirates, including on very angry Garan. Garan gave the order to attack and the 7 disappeared into thin air.

=/\=

The 7 of them reappeared in the transporter room on Voyager. Immediately, Janeway and the others went to the bridge to see what was going on.

"Captain on the bridge!" said Lt. Rowlings

"At ease." Janeway replied. "Report!"

"We took the ship back from the pirates since we knew where everything is, and the fact that there were more of us than them."

"Good job Lieutenant."

Everyone took to their stations. Tuvok at Tactical, right of the Captain; Harry at Operations, Tom took the pilot seat and B'Elanna went back to Engineering to check on the warp core. Chakotay took the seat to Janeway's left.

Everything was back to normal. Except…

"Captain? I've just realized" Tom piped up, "How did he know that my name was Tom?"

She turned back to see him again. He wasn't there anymore. Janeway looked around for a few seconds before facing the viewscreen again. "Alright Lieutenant, take us out. Maximum warp. Engage. Tuvok, you have the bridge." She signaled to Chakotay to follow her into the Ready Room.

"Any ideas who he is?" Chakotay was curious

"I have no idea. But I have a feeling we're about the find out."

"Janeway to Doctor. Status."

"Our… guest is officially declared healthy. He's requesting to speak to you." The ship's chief Medical Officer reported.

"Understood. I'll be right there. Janeway out." She turned to her first officer "care to join me?"

"After you."

=/\=

"The patient is doing quite well captain. No diseases or viruses as I have told you over the comm. But I must admit, he seems a bit… hungry." The holographic doctor said.

"That's understandable." She looked at him, or the back of him. He still had his cloak on but his hood was down. He had jet-black hair, a thick neck and broad shoulders as she could see.

"Kathryn." He acknowledged

"Turn around. Let me see you." she urged

"Take a guess."

"I'm in no mood for games. Turn around. That's an order!" she whispered through her clenched teeth.

"Fine." The man turned around and shook his head. "Always the boss..."

The face registered into Janeway's brain. He was a handsome man with a moustache and a goatee, dark blue eyes and thick eyebrows, an aristocratic nose. "Max…" she croaked

"I'm glad you remember Kat." He walked closer to her. He had a mischievous twinkle in his eye. "It's been a long time."