Disclaimer: Nothing in this story is mine, except for the plot. No infringement is intended. You know the drill.
Captain Kathryn Janeway was beginning to settle into her quarters on Voyager. She was unpacking her belongings when her commbadge beeped.
"Cavitt to Janeway," came the voice over the comm system.
"Janeway here. Go ahead,"
"Ops has cleared us for departure. We are free to leave Deep Space Nine to head to the Badlands."
"Thank you, Commander. I'm on my way. Janeway out."
Janeway hurried toward the door. On her way out, she bumped into an end table. Her hand mirror slid onto the floor, shattering.
'Oh, great,' she thought as she left. 'The going rate is still seven years.'