"Always."
The word rang throughout his mind. He turned over, an ice planet. They were on an ice planet. "Looks like they hit the ice at full impulse," he heard himself say. Suddenly, he stood over the frozen body of Kathryn Janeway.
The image was jarring, and his heart began to race. 'Kathryn, no!' He turned to find himself on the Delta flyer looking at an older version of himself and Harry, who was speaking to the EMH. "...I miscalculated the Slipstream threshold and transmitted the wrong phase corrections to Voyager. Boom! They were knocked out of the Slipstream and sent to an icy death."
His eyes opened wide and he sat up in his bed trying to calm himself, but it wouldn't come. He knew one thing: they couldn't go through with the Slipstream jump.
He stood at her door and waited for it open. When it did, he looked at her and said, "We can't do this."