"So here I am, in therapy, with my first girlfriend, who became one of the Maquis, then got stranded with a comatose me in the Delta Quadrant, and instead of helping out in Sickbay like a good little almost-Psychiatrist she decided to take up counseling this crazy bunch. Not to mention the fact that you have the wrong color hair..."

Kim twirled a lock of the said mahogany colored hair into her view and nodded slowly, "And how does that make you feel?"

Kerry raised a threatening eyebrow, "That better've been a joke Legaspi."

Kim nodded, "Look, we both know who you are..." Kim winced along with Kerry, "Okay, scratch that, I know who you are, and you seem to be either faking it well or kind of know who you are. Captain Janeway wants to make sure that you've flushed this... other reality... out of your mind. Do you have any ideas what it was?"

Kerry nodded and sat back, glad for the more casual atmosphere that had descended on the room, "Actually I've been doing reading. I think that it might have been the Caretaker's doing. He... it didn't do it on purpose, but maybe for some random reason I was a side effect. I... I know, I'm reaching. I guess I just, don't really know. Annoys the hell out of me."

Kim smiled and nodded, "Is there anything that disturbed you about your... Chicago reality?"

Kerry thought for a moment, "Yes, the fact that she didn't come out until she was middle aged. I know that I wasn't exactly young when I came out, even to
myself. But I was still in my 20s. It doesn't make sense."

Kim nodded slowly, pondering, "Okay, how about this, you were in a coma six and a half years. It wasn't until only a bit ago that you came out, if I'm doing
my math correctly from what you've told me. So... you were really five when you came out..." A smirk came to the brunette's face.

Kerry furrowed her eyebrows, not bothering to look up at Kim, "Hmm...I guess. What about me ripping your heart out and serving it to you cold on a platter."

Kim smirked as Kerry looked up, "Guilt for breaking up with me all those years ago? I still say it was your first of many mistakes involving women."

Kerry pursed her lips, "That's not very therapist-like of you Legaspi."

Kim shrugged, "I took this gig when Neelix and Kes, not in that order, left because unlike Torres, Chakotay and all the other Maquis, I've found that I
don't particularly like getting shot by species that I don't even know the name of. Let's just call this my desk job. Any more questions?"

"I think it was my anger at you for joining the damn Maquis in the first place. You could have been the best in Starfleet Kim..." Kerry shook her head, "That
is why in the Chicago reality I hung you out to dry and did it damn well."

Kim nodded and wrote something down. Kerry snatched the PADD out of Kim's hand. "Oh, that's funny Legaspi. How about you, have you..." Kerry glanced down at the PADD, "...gotten any lately? How many susceptible women have fallen to your charms?"

Kim groaned, "Too few, and none for the past... argh... I can't even remember. When whoever created the Delta Quadrant... created it, she/he/it forgot to include the lesbians. Heck there are more lesbians on Vulcan. Course they call themselves," Kim mumbled unintelligible syllables, "...or something. Vulcan is worse than Latin."

"Like Goa'uld..." Kerry smiled.

Kim tilted her head to one side, "What?"

Kerry smiled, "Sorry, just a preposterous show in the Chicago reality, cute leading woman though. The bad guys were called Goa'uld and that was their language. Taken from Egyptian Hieroglyphics. Look are we done for the "session" because I need to finally get briefed about tomorrow's summit."

Kim nodded, "Uh, yes. Same time, same place next week?"

Kerry nodded and rolled her eyes, "Better watch out Legaspi, you might get good at this therapist thing. After all, you were a real Psychiatrist in my coma
reality."

Kim rolled her eyes.

"Hey Naomi, what'cha doin' here?"

Seven answered from the other side of the mess hall. "I hope it is not a disturbance Dr. Weaver."

Kerry shook her head negatively at Seven and smiled at Naomi, "Hmm... so you get a lesson in the rules from Seven also?"

Naomi nodded, "Plus my Mom is letting me stay up past my bed time." Naomi practically beamed at this.

Seven moved towards Kerry and Naomi, who had crawled up onto Kerry's lap. Seven inquired, "Are you not past the age of lapsitting?"

Kerry smiled, "Nah, it's been six years since I've had anyone on my lap. I've got some extra mileage on it that Naomi can use."

Naomi laughed behind her hand, "You sound like Tom."

Kerry gasped in mock fright, "Oh the humanity."

Seven looked up at Kerry and Naomi. "The most important thing to know about the Sha'll is that in Terran terms, they are all female." Kerry opened and closed her mouth a few times, but no words escaped, so Seven continued. "In the government there are also strict roles. The President, I'm loosely translating
these positions, is a woman. The Prime Minister is a man, and the rest of the jobs are either or..."

Kerry nodded, "Like the J'naii, or the Hermats?"

"In a way Doctor Weaver..."

Naomi interrupted Seven, "But Seven, you said that everyone on the planet was a woman?"

Seven nodded, "Actually I said everyone on the planet was female. The only difference is a slight elevation of specific hormone levels in the...women..."

Kerry frowned, "If they have no male of the species, how do they..." Kerry glanced down at Naomi's head, "Reproduce... Asexually?"

"Ewww..."

Kerry smiled, while Seven paused to let Naomi stop voicing her displeasure at the current topic. "The Doctor believes that they have evolved so that two eggs are able to merge."

Kerry frowned, "But if you say they evolved then why would the male cease to exist, did a male ever exist?" A small smirk came to Kerry's face, "Is there a messy planet full of only males out there?"

"I would suggest taking that up with the Doctor, at a later time."

"Yeah, eww..."

Kerry smiled, "Sorry for interrupting your lesson, and weirding you out Naomi." Kerry gave Naomi a mini noogie on the head.

"They have asked that we observe their customs..."

"So, I assume Kath is appearing as the President? Who's the Prime Minister?" Seven didn't say anything, but simply stared back at Kerry. "Tell me you're
kidding. Hell... did I ever pick the wrong week to wake up, and to think I passed up the agonizing pain of loosing a child instead of this..."

Seven frowned, but then simply handed Kerry a PADD, "Here are the parameters."

Kerry stifled a groan, "How about you Seven?"

"I am head of R&D Captain Janeway said."

Kerry looked the PADD over and chuckled, "Okay, it isn't all bad, just mostly bad... I get to see Lopez in a... what does this say, skirt, dress, or other article of clothing that you believe is womanly."

As Kerry chuckled, Naomi let out a small snore. Kerry smiled, "I should probably get her back to her quarters huh. Her mom'll have my head."

"Will you be able to?"

Kerry smirked, "Yes Seven, I've lived with this for most of my adult life, in my fake or barely remembered life. You should be worrying about more important
things like if Kath'll make some horrible faux pas."

Seven nodded, "I will be in Astrometrics to continue our...briefing."

Kerry nodded and slowly got up, carrying Naomi along with her on her good hip.

Seven took a bit more oxygen in than she would have needed at any other time, she spotted Kathryn alone and decided that this would be a good time to talk to
her about her concerns. Not to mention the fact that it would be less likely that another Sha'll female would ask her to dance.

"Captain?"

Kathryn looked over at Seven, "Seven, you look stunning."

Seven looked down at the silver and blue dress that clung to her curves much like her biosuit did. "I have a concern about Dr. Weaver."

"Really? She was generally open minded about things at the Academy, but," Kathryn shook her head sadly, "I have no idea what this coma reality has done to her."

"I will rephrase, I have a concern about her health Captain."

Kathryn studied Kerry for a moment, she was engaged in what looked like deep conversation with B'Elanna. "Shouldn't you take this up with the doctor?"

"I believe she's pregnant..."

Kathryn kept her mouth closed on the outside, but inside it was wagging open. "I-why do you say this Seven?"

Seven's face seemed more serious than usual, "She said something about losing a child Captain. She said it in mock jest, but I believe that she is..."

"...grieving?" Seven nodded, "But you said that you thought she still was pregnant. You don't often misspeak Seven."

"And I have not misspoken Captain. I believe she is still pregnant."

Kathryn quirked an eyebrow at Seven, "Let me guess, you want me to broach the subject?"

Seven nodded, "You and she were friends, at the Academy, she said. I have only known her for days."

Kathryn shook her head, "We're about on equal footing Seven, she doesn't know me any better than she knows you."

"And that disturbs you?"

Kathryn pursed her lips, "Well, I did consider having a passionate fling for a couple of those first days."

Seven blinked in rapid succession, "Considered?"

Kathryn swallowed down the wrong tube and started coughing. She quickly waved off the various Sha'll and Voyager personnel who started to move to assist her.
"Uh, yes, yes. But I decided against it. In this case, two red heads, both of us always having to be in command of the situation. Mount St. Helens and Mount
Vesuvius all in one." Kathryn looked over to where yet another Sha'll was approaching Seven. "I will talk to her Seven."

"Thank you."

"I am Shar'ee, leader of the Sha'll"

Kerry inclined her head in a slight bowing fashion, "Dr. Kerry Weaver, Chief Medical Officer."

Shar'ee inclined her head, "You wish to have dilithium crystals. Why?"

Kerry blinked, "You get right to the point."

Shar'ee actually looked a bit flummoxed, "Is that against your customs?"

Kerry smiled, keeping her teeth not visible, she vaguely remembered learning the hard way that a toothy grin got you into more trouble than it was worth. "Of course not. But I am not the most diplomatic of the crew, and definitely not an engineer. But if you have a broken bone. I'm your man." Kerry just stopped herself from cracking up at her own unintentional pun.

Shar'ee inclined her head, either not getting the inadvertent pun, or ignoring it. "I will keep that in mind Doctor." With that she left, most likely to look
for Kathryn or B'Elanna.

Seven practically swooped down on Kerry, "Have you had any trouble Doctor Weaver?"

Kerry shook her head, "Not at all Seven. Please. Have a seat. You seem to have been dancing the night away."

Seven looked towards the dance floor. "Everyone has continued to come to me to ask for a dance. In the spirit of diplomacy I danced, but I do not understand why."

Kerry looked Seven up and down, "Mmmm... I think I know why." Seven looked intently at Kerry, obviously she wanted this mystery unrolled. "You're beautiful Seven, and it doesn't hurt that you wore your hair down."

Seven moved, almost like she was fidgeting in her seat. "That is an interesting cane, what does the figure on the head mean?"

Kerry regarded the lion's head, "You know, I'm not sure, I don't quite remember. I do remember that it has been passed down from father Weaver to son Weaver. But when I got hurt, he pissed off my two little brothers and gave it to me."

The Crewwoman who was doing the mix of Earth and Sha'll music cleared her throat. "Liuc Davases."

Seven got up, "Dr. Weaver, I believe those words mean that this is the last dance, and you have not danced all night." Seven held out her right hand. "You may leave the cane here."

Kerry tilted her head to one side before she took hold of Seven's hand and they walked to the dance floor. Kerry looked over where Shar'ee was enthusiastically
dancing with a slightly less effusive Kathryn. "Seven I believe that the good leader of the Sha'll has taken a liking to our Captain."

"Do you believe the Captain is of that orientation?"

Kerry rolled her eyes, "Not even a little. I definitely remember using all my wiles on her when I was in Starfleet Medical and she was at the Academy.
Nothing doing."

"Maybe you were simply the wrong wiler."

Kerry almost choked on her own breath, luckily for her the song ended and Kathryn announced that she was escorting the Sha'll delegation to the transporter room. Everyone bowed their heads and Kathryn and the Sha'll left.

Kerry took her cane from Naomi, who had practically run it over at the end of the song. "Thank you Naomi." To the rest of the room she spoke louder and more
commanding, even though she still only retained about 50% of her memories she figured that her Chief Weaver voice would work here as well if not better (since she was a superior officer instead of the paperwork fairy), "Let's start cleaning."

Kim and B'Elanna looked at each other for a moment and Kerry suddenly knocked the table in front of the three of them down and yanked Seven and Naomi down behind it. A second later there was a splattering noise on the other side of the table. "I think I might have to kill Tom Paris for putting those ideas into B'Elanna's head."

Seven tilted her head, "How did you know? Have you not been in a coma for six plus years?"

Kerry pointed at Seven's eyes with two fingers, "The twinkle in Kimberly Legaspi's eyes doesn't change from decade to decade or from dream to reality. Now, what are we going to hit them with. Hmmm?"

Naomi looked like she was going to burst, this was her department. "I know, I know how we can get them..."