Chakotay walked to the sink and cleaned his wrist. He wet another cool cloth and walked back to the captain. Handing it to her, he asked, "Would you mind?"
Janeway grabbed it and stood up. "I'm sorry, Commander. How is the arm?"
He smiled as she wrapped his wound. "I'll live."
"Good. Seska won't." She tied a knot and asked, "Is that too tight?"
Chakotay flexed his wrist. "I think that's about perfect. Stings though."
"Then don't do that." She sat back down.
Chakotay watched her stew for a moment before sitting down next to her. "I think there is enough hostility on this holodeck right now."
Janeway jumped up and headed for the replicator. "Janeway to bridge! Tuvok, respond!"
Seska's voice crackled over the comm. "Captain, did you need something? Don't worry. I'll be there to give it to you soon. Quarters 2B, is it?"
The channel closed and the captain slammed her hand against the wall. "Witch!"
Chakotay rose from the bed and held out his hand. "Let's go!" The two of them ran from the room and out into the hall.
"Captain! Oh Captain!" Seska's voice sounded just down the corridor.
A discharge from a phaser bounced off the wall and Chakotay pushed Janeway around the corner. Quickly, he found the entrance to a Jeffries tube and waited for her to jump inside before joining her.
Boots on the ground pounded around the same corner and then stopped in front of the hatch. Janeway's breath caught. Her hand involuntarily sought Chakotay's and he held it firm.
"They've escaped into the Jeffries tube," Holo Chakotay said.
Seska banged on the door as the two of them held still. "Of course they have. This is no fun if you're not going to try! I may as well just end your lives now and be done with it."
The hatch swung open and Chakotay reared back and kicked Seska right in the face. She fell back with a cry and Chakotay grabbed Janeway and lifted her up onto the rung of the ladder. The butt of the gun from his double came through and he kicked it down. Stepping on his arm, Chakotay heard the hologram cry out. Chakotay grabbed the gun and twisted it from his grip.
Grabbing the hologram's shoulders, he threw him out of the tube and slammed the hatch. Phasering it shut, he followed the captain upwards. He heard Seska's yell as she pounded on the wall.
"That's it! Make it interesting, Chakotay. You'll die soon enough!"
Chakotay scrambled after Janeway and she helped him crawl to the upper deck. "Where to, Commander? You know her better than I do. Where won't she look?"
Chakotay sat and caught his breath. "The bridge."
"My ready room. Let's go!"
Janeway and Chakotay crawled through the holographic ship navigating their way to the bridge area. Finally, they reached the ready room access tunnel and Chakotay stopped her. "Let me go in first."
She shook her head. "No."
She moved forward but he grabbed her and held her back. "She'll shoot you without a thought. Me? She'll think about it for a moment."
Janeway's eyes narrowed. "Are you sure?"
"Well, Captain, she's running around the holodeck with a bastardized version of me. I think I might mean something to her."
"I'm not sure I'd be happy about that, Commander."
Chakotay shook his head. "Believe me, I'm not."
Janeway moved aside and let him pass. Chakotay held the phaser at the hatch as he opened it slowly. He peered around and saw no one. Jumping out, he held out his hand for the captain and said, "Coast is clear."
Janeway grabbed his hand and let him guide her. As she prepared to step out, Holo Chakotay appeared behind the real thing. "Chakotay, behind you!"
Chakotay turned but it was too late. With a vicious punch, Holo Chakotay leveled the commander. Janeway tried to catch the phaser as it fell but could not reach it time and it clattered to the floor where the hologram snatched it up.
Looking at her with a sneer, he pointed and said, "Get out."
"I don't think so," she replied.
The rifle discharged and the captain fell stunned. She felt Holo Chakotay pull her out of the tube. As he supported her weight, he leaned over her and put his face near hers. Kathryn struggled to get her body to respond to her brain's instructions to move and fight. But the phaser stun had her incapacitated.
She felt his breath on her face as he said, "Seska will be very pleased with me. I'm going to give you to her on a silver platter. But first, I've always wanted to do this."
Kathryn could do nothing as the hologram pressed his lips to hers. Her mind screamed against the violation and her fingers twitched telling her she would soon be in control of her faculties again but not now. His tongue forced its way into her mouth and she was helpless to stop it. She could only hope it was the only liberty he planned to take at the moment.
Holo Chakotay pulled back and Kathryn watched him catch his breath. "You taste very nice."
Kathryn felt the feeling begin to come back to her body. Slowly moving her lips, she said, "Don't ever do that to me again."
The hologram chuckled. "The crew is gone. There is no one to impress with your Starfleet protocols." His face darkened. "In fact, Starfleet doesn't operate on this ship anymore."
Holo Chakotay's hands pawed at her uniform and she felt her shirt tear. With a scream, she pushed herself out of his arms and raked her nails across his face.
He fell back with a cry before pouncing on her once again. Wrapping her in his arms, he hissed, "It's about time you find out how we do things on a Maquis ship."
The doors swished opened and Seska appeared. She glanced at Kathryn in her Chakotay's arms and then at the real Chakotay on the floor. Simulated blood spilled from the hologram's cheeks where Janeway had raked his face. Seska saw the torn uniform and said, "Having a little fun?"
He grinned and ran a hand over the captain's body. "Anything wrong with that?"
Seska stepped over the still unconscious Chakotay until she reached the hologram. Holo Chakotay grinned before Seska slapped him across the face hard. Janeway tumbled from his arms again and she scrambled to the commander. "You are mine!" Seska said. "I see I still have some character programming yet to do. How could you ever touch that filth over me?"
Janeway bent down and touched Chakotay's face. She called his name but he was out cold. She looked back up at the bickering holograms and saw the open door. Her gut wrenched as she made the decision to leave him and run. "I'll be back," she whispered.
Janeway dashed from the room and out onto the bridge. As she reached the turbo lift, she heard Seska cackle behind her. "Run, Janeway, run! Leave your poor commander here. I'll take good care of him!"
The last threat got her and she almost turned. But, she knew she could not fight the two of them alone and unarmed. She made the decision to step into the lift and headed to the weapons locker. Yanking it open, she found it empty.
Quickly, she went through every cache of weapons or weapons building material storage place she knew of but to no avail. Seska had deleted all of it. Frustration built again. She decided to make her way to the mess hall. Maybe, Neelix's cooking utensils would have made the cut.
As she entered and saw the empty shelves, she knew once again she was wrong. She did find some small foodstuffs and gave in to her hunger and began munching on a small root. The journey through the ship had been tiring and they had kept up a frenetic pace. Even unreal, just the sensation of food in her stomach helped her gnawing hunger.
As she sat in the corner and nibbled on the vegetable, she began to feel queasy. Her vision swam. She looked at the root in her hand and realized it was real and poisoned. She immediately tossed it away. Footsteps sounded and she just made out the image of Seska standing in front of her before she passed out onto the floor.
"That's right, Captain. Sleep." Seska beckoned and Holo Chakotay came forward. "The Captain's not feeling well. Take her to sick bay."
He eagerly stepped forward but Seska held him back with her gun. "And this time, keep your hands off of her or you can be easily deleted."
He nodded and stooped down to pick her up. Slinging her over his shoulder, he carried the captain out of the mess hall and down the corridor to sick bay.
