1 Deeper Into The Fantasy
Part I: When The Only Reality Is Illusion, The Illusion Is The Reality
DISCLAIMER: Dave's not mine, he's owned by Warner Bros., Michael Crichton and John Wells, and Star Trek: Voyager's characters are owned by Paramount, Rick Berman, Michael Piller and Jeri Taylor. Oh, and the name of Part I isn't my either, it belongs to the same guys that Star Trek: Voyager's characters belong to, and to the writer Richard Gadas, who's story was one of my favorite ST: VGR episodes, "The Thaw".
AUTHOR'S NOTES: First of all, I'd like to thank my beta, The She Devil, who made an excellent work with this fic. Thanks!( The thought about these different universes of fiction have been in my head since I was five years old, but this is the first time I try to make a story about it. If it's not for too big trouble, I'd
still like some comments. ( By the way, this assumes that Dave had watched Voyager regularly.
Dave found himself lying in a room where the walls consisted of lots of computer screens, and there were lots of beds, all of which were gray in color. The place was familiar to him, but he had no idea where or why he remembered it. It's not like any place he had visited looked like this, that's for sure. It seemed like something straight out of some science fiction film.Dave's thoughts were interrupted when the door of this room opened automatically, and a blonde woman stepped in.
"Computer, activate the EMH program," she said as soon as she was inside. There was something familiar about her too. About her voice, the way she walked, the.there it was! Her ears were nothing like a human's ears. It frightened Dave even more than he already was, but he still wasn't sure where he was. Dave knew they weren't supposed to be in the same room, he had a feeling about that. Now something's terribly wrong. Dave just stared at this sight, just as totally puzzled as he looked.
A man came from out of nowhere and into this room, and the uniform he was wearing made Dave remember where he recognized everything from. "Please state the nature of emergency," the man articulated in his usual way.
Of course. But it was so crazy. He must be crazy. But still.he was there, in the U.S.S. Voyager's sickbay, and there was the Emergency Medical Hologram, and.wait a minute, what was her name? Dave mused for a moment, and the Doctor gave it to him.
"Kes, how is he?" the Doctor said as he walked with Kes on his heels to the bed Dave was laying on.
"He's better. I think you should ask him," the ocampa responded, and threw a smile to Dave, who was now feeling the dizziness of a lifetime. Maybe this was just some sort of strange dream, Dave thought, although he knew how unlikely it was. No. Not a dream, the voice said in Dave's head. Then how the hell am I trapped inside a TV show?! He screamed inside his head to the voice. That's even more unlikely!
"How are you feeling?" the Doctor asked, now for the first time looking into his eyes. Because Dave didn't say anything, partly because he was waiting for his pager to beep and wake him up from this dream, the Doc continued. "Can you speak or is it just that you are being annoying for no real purpose?" he asked, annoyed.
Maybe just after "Lifesigns," Dave mused. He remembered the love story between the Doc and a Vidiian physician, Danara Pel. When Danara had to leave Voyager, the Doc was deeply depressed. Which, of course, had made him more impatient than he had ever been. So Dave tried to do as he wished. Being left along by love wasn't what Dave called a nice event.
"I can speak." Dave nodded. He still looked like he was in the middle of some sort of catastrophe, his big, dark eyes darting everywhere. Man, this can't be happening.
Kes gave her effort to try to get even a bit of information about their new patient. He was an interesting being, Kes admitted. She welcomed his soul here with all of her mind, and sat on the biobed next to him. She sensed no evilness nor any bad thoughts in his mind, which made her think about Harry - the only other who's mind Kes found to be so beautiful and so delicate, that it made her proud to be one of his friends.
"What's your name?" she asked, still smiling. Dave realized how much more he knew about this whole situation than any other person on this ship right now, and it made him feel like some spy. After all, he had been watching their lives through the peephole known as 'TV'.
"Dave Malucci. Is this someone's idea of a joke?" he asked. Even though it seemed to be very unlikely, there was still a chance of it.
"No, no joke," Kes said, and turned more serious.
"Do you have any idea of where you come from?" she asked, eyes making more questions than the mouth ever could. Yes, yes, yes.this was the exact same person - or character, he added - that he had watched every Wednesday on UPN. Dave grinned and took a deep breath, but kept his eyes open so that the better place wouldn't fade away.
Dave noticed that the doctor had walked away to some computer, and was now doing something with it. He turned his attention back to Kes.
"Can I ask you something?" Dave was now sitting, less scared and somewhat curious. Maybe this was the way out of his depressing world that he had prayed for.
"Sure. Anything."
"Am I, right now, aboard the Federation Starship Voyager?" Dave tried. Actually, this could get fun. He knew that nobody back in Chicago missed him, so after all, he wouldn't mind spending the rest of his life in this ship. Not when he knew its upcoming major events. He knew that 1.1 this event had taken its place somewhere in .season two or three maybe, because Kes was still aboard. But not season one, because Doc treated him better than he had ever treated anyone in season one. Of course, this must be that episode that was never filmed.
Kes frowned, worried, and stole a glance with the Doctor.
"Yes, you are. How did you know?" she asked, confused.
"And you're romantically involved with a guy named Neelix, a chef?" he asked, and every moment that passed he became more and more sure that he wasn't dreaming. This was so unbelievable. He was now inside Star Trek's universe, he knew for sure. And he had no way back. It didn't give him any headache. He had always liked Star Trek's reality better than his own anyway.
"Doctor to Captain Janeway. Could you please come to sickbay immediately? It's an emergency."
Part I: When The Only Reality Is Illusion, The Illusion Is The Reality
DISCLAIMER: Dave's not mine, he's owned by Warner Bros., Michael Crichton and John Wells, and Star Trek: Voyager's characters are owned by Paramount, Rick Berman, Michael Piller and Jeri Taylor. Oh, and the name of Part I isn't my either, it belongs to the same guys that Star Trek: Voyager's characters belong to, and to the writer Richard Gadas, who's story was one of my favorite ST: VGR episodes, "The Thaw".
AUTHOR'S NOTES: First of all, I'd like to thank my beta, The She Devil, who made an excellent work with this fic. Thanks!( The thought about these different universes of fiction have been in my head since I was five years old, but this is the first time I try to make a story about it. If it's not for too big trouble, I'd
still like some comments. ( By the way, this assumes that Dave had watched Voyager regularly.
Dave found himself lying in a room where the walls consisted of lots of computer screens, and there were lots of beds, all of which were gray in color. The place was familiar to him, but he had no idea where or why he remembered it. It's not like any place he had visited looked like this, that's for sure. It seemed like something straight out of some science fiction film.Dave's thoughts were interrupted when the door of this room opened automatically, and a blonde woman stepped in.
"Computer, activate the EMH program," she said as soon as she was inside. There was something familiar about her too. About her voice, the way she walked, the.there it was! Her ears were nothing like a human's ears. It frightened Dave even more than he already was, but he still wasn't sure where he was. Dave knew they weren't supposed to be in the same room, he had a feeling about that. Now something's terribly wrong. Dave just stared at this sight, just as totally puzzled as he looked.
A man came from out of nowhere and into this room, and the uniform he was wearing made Dave remember where he recognized everything from. "Please state the nature of emergency," the man articulated in his usual way.
Of course. But it was so crazy. He must be crazy. But still.he was there, in the U.S.S. Voyager's sickbay, and there was the Emergency Medical Hologram, and.wait a minute, what was her name? Dave mused for a moment, and the Doctor gave it to him.
"Kes, how is he?" the Doctor said as he walked with Kes on his heels to the bed Dave was laying on.
"He's better. I think you should ask him," the ocampa responded, and threw a smile to Dave, who was now feeling the dizziness of a lifetime. Maybe this was just some sort of strange dream, Dave thought, although he knew how unlikely it was. No. Not a dream, the voice said in Dave's head. Then how the hell am I trapped inside a TV show?! He screamed inside his head to the voice. That's even more unlikely!
"How are you feeling?" the Doctor asked, now for the first time looking into his eyes. Because Dave didn't say anything, partly because he was waiting for his pager to beep and wake him up from this dream, the Doc continued. "Can you speak or is it just that you are being annoying for no real purpose?" he asked, annoyed.
Maybe just after "Lifesigns," Dave mused. He remembered the love story between the Doc and a Vidiian physician, Danara Pel. When Danara had to leave Voyager, the Doc was deeply depressed. Which, of course, had made him more impatient than he had ever been. So Dave tried to do as he wished. Being left along by love wasn't what Dave called a nice event.
"I can speak." Dave nodded. He still looked like he was in the middle of some sort of catastrophe, his big, dark eyes darting everywhere. Man, this can't be happening.
Kes gave her effort to try to get even a bit of information about their new patient. He was an interesting being, Kes admitted. She welcomed his soul here with all of her mind, and sat on the biobed next to him. She sensed no evilness nor any bad thoughts in his mind, which made her think about Harry - the only other who's mind Kes found to be so beautiful and so delicate, that it made her proud to be one of his friends.
"What's your name?" she asked, still smiling. Dave realized how much more he knew about this whole situation than any other person on this ship right now, and it made him feel like some spy. After all, he had been watching their lives through the peephole known as 'TV'.
"Dave Malucci. Is this someone's idea of a joke?" he asked. Even though it seemed to be very unlikely, there was still a chance of it.
"No, no joke," Kes said, and turned more serious.
"Do you have any idea of where you come from?" she asked, eyes making more questions than the mouth ever could. Yes, yes, yes.this was the exact same person - or character, he added - that he had watched every Wednesday on UPN. Dave grinned and took a deep breath, but kept his eyes open so that the better place wouldn't fade away.
Dave noticed that the doctor had walked away to some computer, and was now doing something with it. He turned his attention back to Kes.
"Can I ask you something?" Dave was now sitting, less scared and somewhat curious. Maybe this was the way out of his depressing world that he had prayed for.
"Sure. Anything."
"Am I, right now, aboard the Federation Starship Voyager?" Dave tried. Actually, this could get fun. He knew that nobody back in Chicago missed him, so after all, he wouldn't mind spending the rest of his life in this ship. Not when he knew its upcoming major events. He knew that 1.1 this event had taken its place somewhere in .season two or three maybe, because Kes was still aboard. But not season one, because Doc treated him better than he had ever treated anyone in season one. Of course, this must be that episode that was never filmed.
Kes frowned, worried, and stole a glance with the Doctor.
"Yes, you are. How did you know?" she asked, confused.
"And you're romantically involved with a guy named Neelix, a chef?" he asked, and every moment that passed he became more and more sure that he wasn't dreaming. This was so unbelievable. He was now inside Star Trek's universe, he knew for sure. And he had no way back. It didn't give him any headache. He had always liked Star Trek's reality better than his own anyway.
"Doctor to Captain Janeway. Could you please come to sickbay immediately? It's an emergency."