The Cloud

Tom Paris, Personal Log 48546.2

Today we encounter what we thought was nebula…only to discover it was a life form. Before we knew that it was a life form we rammed the ship through it and shot a photon torpedo through. After discovering it was a life form and that we had wounded it, the Captain decreed we had to fix it.

I don't mind admitting I was scared when we ended up deeper in the life form than before.

While we were trying to regenerate the damaged tissue I found out the Captain likes dogs. I always had a dog growing up. Dad was fond of German Shepherds. Nemo was my favorite of all them. He went everywhere I did. After I was cashiered out of Starfleet, I wanted to take him with me, but dad refused to let me come to the house. I wonder if Nemo is still alive. He was a good friend…especially when dad was going overboard.

On a lighter note, I introduced Harry to my favorite holoprogram. Sandrine's is a wonderful little bar in France. It's my own piece of home out here in the Delta Quadrant. Harry claims to remember being in his mother's womb. He still has a lot to learn…but then so do most of…me included.

I decided to open the program to anyone tonight, and Harry showed up along with Captain Janeway. I was absolutely mortified when the gigolo propositioned her. I got between them and began to apologize. She laughed it off and let me know she was glad I hadn't changed the program because she would have "missed all the fun." She's a good sport. A lot better than B'Elanna…she called Gary a pig and called me one too.

The Captain really surprised us all with her pool skills. She pretended not know a lot about the game. I nearly dropped my drink when she asked Chakotay for his "stick." Talk about innuendo…She broke and sank several balls at the same time. I don't think I'll be playing for money with her…I think she could beat any of the pool hustlers I programmed to play.

I'm glad she joined us in the holodeck. I've thought about what Harry said. We're the only people out here. We all have to be there for each other and make our lives in the here and now. End personal log.