"Hard Choices"
Copyright: I do not own Naomi Wildman or anything mentioned in this fanfic or Star Trek: Voyager, it is the sole property of Paramount Pictures and CBS.
Prologue: The U.S.S. Voyager has been lost in the Delta Quadrant for nearly 7 years, and in that time a lot of tragedy has befallen the crew. Some more than others, a little girl has seen and known a great lot. She lost her mother in a previous battle with an hostile alien ship, and a recent communication from the Alpha Quadrant revealed that she had lost her father, who she never got to meet, was a casualty in the war with the Dominion. Naomi had been very down since learning of this, now not even having Neelix around any more made her more inverted and trying to hide her emotions. Much like she was doing now as she was sitting in Captain Janeway's ready room.
"Hello Naomi", said the Captain trying to be cautious in her approach.
"Hello Captain", said Naomi.
"I suppose you know why you are here, since we found out that you have lost both of your parents we will have to make arrangements once and if we get back to earth. I was looking up your mother's files and found that your mother's parents might be able to provide a home for you once we get back to earth. I have made arrangements to indicate our position on this matter in our response to the communication about your father's death", stated Captain Janeway.
"Thank you Captain", said Naomi as she tried to hold back tears. Captain Janeway stood up and walked over to Naomi.
"Naomi I know this is very hard for you and we know we are asking a lot for you to be involved in making big dicisions at such an early age but we need to provide for your welfare", said Captain Janeway.
"Thanks Captain, I don't know how it will all work out, they hardly know me", Naomi said.
"I know Naomi but it's the least we can figure out for now, maybe you should go back to your quarters", said Captain Janeway.
"Thank You Captain", said Naomi. She got up and walked out of the ready room trying not to let anyone see her cry. Captain Janeway watched as she left and felt sorry for her.
After leaving the Captain's ready room Naomi wandered the corridors of the ship not really trying to go to her quarters but to try to get things straight in her mind. She was so upset that now she had nobody. She felt almost as bad as if she were sick. Then Naomi got an idea.
"If I feel sick, maybe I should go to sickbay and get something to make me feel better", thought Naomi. She headed in the direction of the sickbay.
Upon arriving there she found that the holographic doctor was out, probably making what in old earth terms would be a "housecall". Naomi looked at the various tables and found a hypospray.
"Maybe there is something in the hypospray that might make me feel better", said Naomi. She picked it up and pressed it against her neck. Suddenly instead of feeling better she felt her whole body was filled with pain as if something was trying to change it from the inside. She noticed that on her arms and other parts of her body the blue blood veins became more visible and her skin was turning a pale white. That was the last thing she remembered clearly before passing out on the floor.
About 15 minutes later the doctor finally returned. As he entered the sickbay he found Naomi lying passed out on the floor and looking just like someone who was being assimilated by the Borg would look.
"Oh my god", said the doctor as he rushed to Naomi and picked her up and put her on a biobed. He found the hypospray and examined it.
"This was the hypospray that had a significant amount of Seven's nanoprobes in it, Naomi must have injected herself with them.", thought the Doctor.
"Sickbay to Captain Janeway, we have a situation", said the Doctor as he pressed his combadge.
End of Chapter 1.
Chapter 2 soon to be up.
Author's note: I took the suggestions of several reviewers of the previous story I wrote with a similar story, and re-wrote it to make it more plausible. I hope this helps.