I wrote most of this, in fact all of it, while doing work experience at the school my mum works at. She stays after school WAY too late and I was bored. Sorry it's so late and thank you everyone for your kind reviews! They are always welcome.

This chapter is dedicated to Tarika Nachtwind, in the hope she will finish 'Voyager's Kat' quicker :)

Disclaimer- My munchkin army will seize Paramount soon. I hope. Until then, not mine :(

(Keyro is pronounced Kee-ro, and Tanguri is Tan-Jury)

'Danger,' B'Elanna Torres said sceptically, 'Chakotay, I know that attack took us by surprise, but somehow I find it unlikely that you really did see the captain, or that it's connected to her.'

Next to B'Elanna's shoulder, Kathryn sighed. 'I told you they'd find it unlikely,' she said to Traymoon.

Traymoon nodded and turned to the group. 'Commander Chakotay saw her, I saw her. She was both telling us the same thing, to run. I can't think of any other way to interpret her meaning. I think we should do as she says, even if both of us were, somehow, imagining it, I don't think we should just ignore it. If it were just one of us, maybe, but two? No.'

Tom Paris nodded. 'I agree,' he said, 'we can't be too careful.'

Harry Kim nodded too. 'I agree as well,' he said. 'If there is any chance Captain Janeway is still alive we shouldn't stop trying to find her.'

Kathryn grinned. Traymoon smiled. 'She appreciates the effort,' he said.

Tuvok nodded (logically) at the spot where Traymoon was looking.

'Alright,' Chakotay said. 'Tom, keep the ship going towards the Alpha Quadrant, but for the next two days, although I know it would be a drain on the power reserves, I think it would be safe if you kept the ship going at warp 8, just in case.' Tom swallowed, imagining the amount of Neelix's food he'd have to eat because of the power drain. 'Aye sir,' he said.

Chakotay turned to Traymoon, 'Is that acceptable?' he asked, 'since you are the representative for this region of space?' Traymoon nodded, 'you have our complete co-operation,' he said.

Chakotay nodded, 'Mr Traymoon has also kindly agreed to remain on the ship for the short term, in case he sees Captain Janeway again and needs to tell us.'

Kathryn smiled at her crew, and drifted off through the walls.

Traymoon looked after her, 'she's gone,' he said, 'but she's really proud of all of you.' Chakotay nodded and stood up. 'Dismissed,' he said.

'Hey!' Chakotay yelled as Kathryn threw a ripe, red berry at him laughing. Chakotay knelt down, grabbed hold of another handful of berries and threw them straight back at her. Tom Paris appeared suddenly and, laughing, joined right in. Soon there was a fully fledged berry fight going on between the senior officers, with the exception of Tuvok, who stood there raising his eyebrows at the immaturity of the command crew.

And then the vision changed, and Kathryn was stood on the bridge again. The bridge crew was being held by a large ugly alien with a rifle in the corner of the bridge, with the exception of Chakotay, who was being held in the centre of the bridge. 'Shoot him!' one of the aliens yelled at the other. 'NO!' Kathryn cried running forward.

And then the vision went, and she found herself in the messhall, staring at space through the viewscreen.

'Chakotay? Don't be freaked, okay? You're not dying, but I've realised that I can talk to people though their dreams. Chakotay?'

Chakotay tugged his eyes open, and found himself staring into Kathryn's face. They were on the same riverbank as before, and Kathryn still looked the same.

'Kathryn,' Chakotay whispered, gazing at her. Kathryn smiled at him. 'Um…Kathryn,' Chakotay said, raising himself up, 'there's something I need to ask you.' Kathryn tilted her head to one side and nodded. 'Well…' Chakotay said, unsure of how to start, 'you know last time I saw you we… kissed?' Kathryn laughed, 'you expect me to forget?' Chakotay smiled; 'Oh good,' he said, 'so I didn't dream you up, but I need to know…' he trailed off and stared at his boots. 'What is it?' Kathryn asked, sitting down next to him and, closing her eyes, lifting her face up towards the sun. Chakotay took a deep breath, 'I need to know,' he said, 'if you'll remember us kissing when we get you back, or if it will just be me that remembers.' Kathryn opened her eyes and looked at him. 'I don't know,' she said softly, I don't know if I ever will get back, I mean I hope I do but I'm not sure if I'll remember.'

'Will we still be able to… kiss… if you do remember,' Chakotay asked, taking one of her hands. 'Because I don't think I've ever loved someone as much as I love you.' Kathryn smiled at him. 'Same,' she whispered, 'and I need you to promise me, If I do get back, and I don't remember, I need you to swear to me that you'll remind me, please.' Chakotay gagged at her. 'But… you'll probably throw me in the brig.' Kathryn smiled, 'I love you,' she said, 'I've always loved you, I just need you to remind me how much I love you, please, just promise me.' Chakotay nodded and took her face in one hand, 'I promise,' he said, pressing his lips to hers.

And then he woke up.

Kathryn drifted through the walls of his quarters and into her quarters in the next room.

She dropped down on her bed and gazed at the ceiling. She hadn't told Chakotay of her recent vision, because she wasn't sure herself if it really was a vision of the future, or just a nightmare she'd had and then promptly forgotten about. Kathryn stood up and went to find Traymoon.

Traymoon was sat in his ship in the shuttle bay, doing a few repairs when Kathryn drifted through the wall and sat in front of him.

'Ah! Kathryn, my spiritual friend,' Traymoon said smiling, 'what can I help you with?' Kathryn hovered about 3ft from the ground and pulled her knees up to her chin, tucking her arms around them. 'I need some advice on determining a species of alien,' she said.

Traymoon turned round to face her. 'Go ahead,' he said smiling.

Kathryn thought back to what she'd seen, 'it's about 2 metres tall,' she said slowly as she thought, 'with skin that could seriously do with some E45 cream. It's covered head to toe in body armour that has spikes sticking out of it, and it has a helmet with spikes too, and it's NOT Hirogen.'

Traymoon put down the tool he'd been holding in his hands and nodded his head solemnly. 'I know of these creatures,' he said, 'unfortunately I've had the misfortune to meet them first hand. We call them the Keyro, although I guess you would call them space pirates. They are very powerful, but most of their power is in their intimidation. Their fire power could blow this ship to pieces, but they are un-coordinated, they lack the efficiency of a crew like this, even though they are more, but not by much. I'd estimated that there are only 500 Keyro in existence, and they stick to this part of space, mainly because they're cowards. However, their weapons could cut through your shields like they weren't there. And once they were aboard they would massacre everyone. They would start with the highest in command and then work their way down the ranks, to show the lowest ranking crewmen what was coming to them.'

Kathryn nodded slowly, picturing the creatures killing Chakotay in her dream.

'They are also incredibly telepathic,' Traymoon continued, 'they may not see you, like I do, but they would sense you. Their weapons are also very strong and, since I am certain you're not a ghost, they could do some damage, not only to your crew, but to you as well. That is, if they see you.'

Traymoon leaned back and watched for Kathryn's reaction. 'You saw them, didn't you?' he asked.

Kathryn nodded, 'they killed Chakotay and cornered the bridge crew,' she whispered. Traymoon nodded sadly. 'That sounds exactly like them,' he said.

He typed a few commands into his console and a picture appeared. 'This is the Keyro,' Traymoon said, 'look familiar?' Kathryn nodded sadly, recognising the alien from her vision. Then something else Traymoon had said caught up with her, 'you don't think I'm a ghost?' she asked.

Traymoon smiled at her and nodded, 'I'm certain you're not,' he said.

'How can you be so sure?' Kathryn asked him.

Traymoon's face went red, 'well…' he said, 'before your memorial service I was already on board, I'm sorry I didn't tell you this, but it's a policy for all of the Tanguri investigators to follow, we must visit a ship before we begin to contact it. It is also a tradition to visit the body of one deceased, and offer them a prayer, so when we heard about you,' he shrugged, 'it seemed only right to do the same.'

Kathryn raised her eyebrows. 'Your coffin was empty.' Traymoon said.

Kathryn gapped at him. 'So, where's my body?' she asked.

Traymoon tilted his head to look at her. 'I told the investigators I was with at the time and we searched everywhere on the ship. Nothing. We couldn't find you anywhere.'

'Then what do you think I am?' Kathryn asked hesitantly.

Traymoon leaned back in his chair and put his hands over his head. 'I'm not sure, but I believe that you were disconnected from your body somehow, and your fiery determination and loyalty have caused your body to become a part of you again, causing your body to fade only to be reabsorbed by you. You could say that you were a… soul.'

Kathryn stared at him. 'But if I'm a soul and my body has gone, then how do I get back to it?'

Traymoon leaned forward and gently took her face in his hands, to Kathryn's surprise; his hands didn't go through her face. Not that she wanted them to. 'You ARE your body, you are so focused, so full of love and loyalty, that you are yourself again, only no-one can see you. I expect you've been spying on the crew's dreams, maybe even talking to them.'

Kathryn nodded. Traymoon smiled and then looked grave. 'How were you injured?' He asked, 'How was this damage done to your soul?'

Kathryn thought back, 'I was in the shuttle with Chakotay,' she said. 'We were attacked by something, something powerful. I felt a tugging feeling in the pit of my stomach, and then I saw Chakotay trying to save me.'

Traymoon nodded seriously. 'I expect you were attacked by the Keyro,' he said. 'I told you the Keyro's technology is advanced. I am certain they could have done this to you, in fact I believe that it has been done before, to someone else.'

Kathryn leaned forward. 'What happened that time?' she asked.

'The soul's body was fixed… using Keyro technology, but it's only a myth, and I'm not sure if it could be done.'

Kathryn nodded. 'I'll keep hoping,' she said. 'Thank you, Mr Traymoon.'

Traymoon smiled at her. 'You are very welcome, Kathryn,' he said.