Janeway leant back in her chair in her ready room rubbing her eyes with the palms of her hands

Janeway leant back in her chair in her ready room rubbing her eyes with the palms of her hands. It had been a long day and into night time now. They'd been over the details of the case against Tom a hundred times. There was no way they could see of getting him out of it. Even Tuvok said that the logical conclusion, was that Tom did it and was now lying. All the evidence pointed to him. Someone had even managed to conjure up a convincing motive. It seems that this world's equivalent to the earth's Navy, their 'Watermen', were in possession of a piece of technology that could prove extremely helpful in speeding up the journey home. They'd been working on a system that transport bulk objects from one to another, allowing for extremely long distances. It seemed that the ecosystem on the planet was rapidly changing and scientists were predicting uninhabitable environments within the next 10 years. They had found a planet with suitable living conditions within the same system so where now trying to come up with a way of effectively, 'moving planet'. The Watermen were given the task of testing out the technology in Galet's vast oceans, as this was the easiest way to keep the experiments hidden from the public. Word was, that Tom had found out about this, tried to get Drewett to give the device over to him and when he refused, killed him. There was a witness that placed Tom at the scene; a Galetian who had been hurt whilst trying to stop the murder. The knife had Tom's prints all over it. It was an open and shut case.

There were several things that stood out to Janeway. Even though she knew he hadn't done it, if he bhad/b of killed Drewett; why a knife, why not the phaser that he had supposedly used to hurt the witness? There was no doubt that Tom was present at the murder, there was just too much evidence, but to be the murderer? Impossible. Tom's phaser was definitely the weapon that attacked the witness, but by Toms hand? And perhaps the most disturbing thing of it all; why couldn't he remember any of it? Oh, it was all too confusing. She needed to think about it, over and over until everything made some sort of sense. She pulled back her hair out of her face and stretched; a bath would do it.

She had barely stood up before surprise caught her and she was sat back down again. A man had appeared in front of her, from within thin air; a baby clutched in his arms.

"Wave to Aunty Kathy, Junior." The man said, waving the small baby's arms. She couldn't help but smile.

The smile soon faltered though. "What are you doing here Q?"

"I've come to use that offer of babysitting that you…"

"…I never offered…"

"…that you so generously gave."

"Q, now is not the time for…" she said standing up again.

There was a flash and both father and son appeared inches in front of her. She's never seen a pout quite like it before in her life. He was holding Junior up so that his face was next to his own and both of them were working their magic on her, or at least trying to.

"Still no, Q…" she said one eyebrow raised defiantly.

Another flash and she was holding Junior in her arms, he was gurgling and cooing quite oblivious to his surroundings. For the smallest second she was thrown by having the small infant in her arms and a smile slipped out. She reached a finger to the side of his face and stroked it gently. A second later and she had snapped back out of it. She looked up, handing the baby back to Q.

"But you're such a natural!"

"Read my lips, Q," she said bringing her face so close to his that he could feel her breath on her cheeks. "N. O. No."

"Did anyone ever tell you that you're angry when your…"

"Yes, once before. He was an idiot then and he's an idiot now."

"Ow, you didn't have to make it sting so much,"

Janeway rolled her eyes and pushed past Q, making her way towards the exit of the room.

"I could help you…" he said not turning around, instead turning his attention to Junior in his arms. Janeway stopped dead in her tracks. "…Paris."

She inhaled a deep breath before closing her eyes and mentally kicking herself. She turned around and gave into his little game. He had her attention.

"How?"

"With a click of my…" He stopped halfway through the motion, and went back to playing with Junior.

"Go on…"

"You have to promise," he said turning around, "it would only be for a couple of days."

"Days! What do you think I do around here? I can't have him for that long."

"Yes, I was pushing my luck there a tad, but AHA! You said can't have him for ithat long/i, which means you ican/i have him."

"I didn't say…"

"Good enough for me," Q said brightly, snapping his fingers.

Six extremely bewildered people suddenly appeared in the room with them and Janeway didn't have time to protest as he clicked his fingers again and a cradle appeared on her desk, with several items around it and a chuckling baby inside it.

"I'll be 24 hours, everything you need is there" And he was gone.

Janeway looked from the baby to the people in the room and back again, before composing herself.

"I'm Kathryn Janeway of the Federation Starship Voyager…" She said extending a hand to the man with the silver hair and the ice blue eyes. "…and I suppose a welcome is in order."