Kathryn set up the last part of the dining table in her quarters. As much as Amelie had wanted to have Naomi come to dinner with them, this would mainly be a family ordeal. The funniest thing to her was the fact that Chakotay didn't even know his daughter and Seven were coming!

She chuckled to herself. This was the perfect time to prove that Seven wasn't right for him. Even if she had given birth his children.

"Mum, does she want us to be dressed all classy or normal?" Amy asked her mother, whilst debating what to wear for dinner.

"She probably wants us to dress up, but I'm not going to bother really. Just these jeans and a nice top. You however, you're going to wear a nice dress. How about an 'Emily Strange' dress? You like those." Seven replied.

Amy nodded, and sat down in her jeans and crop top, and watched her mum set to work on a dress. "Mum?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you think that Chakotay'll be there?"

"Amy-boo, we've talked about this. You call him 'dad' or 'papa' or…something dad-related." Seven sighed, then picked up the newly replicated dress, and handed it to Amy, who went into the bathroom to get dressed.

"Yeah but, I don't really want to call him 'dad'. I've only just met him remember?" Amy came back out, dressed in a little black dress that had 'Emily Strange' written all over it in white ink. "This okay?"

"You look lovely Amy. And I know you've only known him one day, but still. You'll have to learn sooner or later won't you?"

Amy sighed, "It's just…I've never had a dad, well, besides Dallas. But I was three, so I can be forgiven about that. Anyway, you didn't answer the question."

"He'll probably be there. From what B'Lanna used to tell me, he'd go for dinner with her once a week or two weeks." Seven replied warily.

"B'Lanna? Isn't she that woman with the funny forehead?" Amelie asked, her brows furrowing.

Seven laughed, "She hasn't got a funny forehead babe. Her mum was a Klingon, a very violent race if I can even say that considering my time with the Borg, and her dad was a human. Her forehead ridges are part of what she got from her mother, as well as a third lung." She turned her head, took one glance at her daughter's expression, and burst out laughing again.

"But…that's my middle name!" Amy exclaimed.

"Yes, it is. And that's because B'Lanna was my, in all honesty, my best friend here."

"But what about that Naomi girl? That was Rowe's middle name, and she's younger than me!" Amy took Seven's hand, and they exited the room to go to the dinner.

"Well, Naomi was nice to me, and if I had to name a second best friend, she'd be that. Naomi always wanted me to play a game called Kadiskot with her, and it taught me to be human again. Well, partially. Having you and Rowe taught me to be properly human." Seven replied truthfully, thanking Naomi silently for helping her deal with children.

"Oh…okay then."

Seven smiled, then nerves took over again, and the smile disappeared as she led Amy to the Captains quarters.

She rang the bell, and walked in when Janeway's voice said came through, saying they could. Amy and Seven stepped through the doorway, and saw Janeway and Chakotay already sitting down at the table next to eachother.

"Hi," said Amy, with a thin smile, and walked forward with Seven. Seven just raised her hand in a gesture. Amy cocked her head at her father's confused expression. "What's up?"

"Uh, nothing. Nothing Amy. You look lovely by the way." Chakotay said, not really sure of what else to say. He glared at Janeway, who avoided his eyes at all cost. Seven sat across from Chakotay, and Amy sat in front of Janeway.

"So…what's to eat?" Amy asked Janeway who smiled….weirdly at her.

"Well, I thought you might be more comfortable with something you're used to, so we're having Chinese. A delicacy in the 21st century was it not?"

Amy and Seven exchange glances, "It is nice. My favourite food, but not special. We had it once a month, didn't we mum?" Amy said, knowing this would pull Janeway down a peg from her high horse.

"Yeah. I was going to go and get some the night you brought us back, but…well….you brought us back and really, it is hardly a delicacy. If you wanted a delicacy, you could've done Calamari or fish eggs ." Seven chimed in, agreeing with her daughters attempt to stop Janeway being so high and mighty.

"Oh, well. It's a good thing I chose this then isn't it?" Janeway asked in a slightly weakened voice, thinking fish eggs?

Seven smiled, and nodded, as did Amy.

Chakotay laughed under his breath at the scene. It was clear to him that the mother and daughter didn't like Janeway much. To be honest, if his memory served him correctly, Seven was always agitated by the Great Captains presence.

"So Seven, Amy, how have you been?" he asked the two opposite from him, and let his eyes run over Seven's body. She had her hair down, hanging to the middle of her back, but pulled back slightly with a black headband, a black silky top, and jeans. He knew that given the opportunity, Janeway would ban the clothes.

"It's been…weird." Said Amy, locking her hands together under the table, and leaning her head on her mum's shoulder.

Seven put her arm around Amelie's shoulders, "It's been odd I suppose. I was so used to the idea that I'd never come back to Voyager, that coming back has been really hard. But thank you for asking Chakotay."

"Think nothing of it." Chakotay smiled at her, and she blushed and turned her face to kiss Amy's head.

"Have you decorated your quarters yet?" Janeway asked lightly, as she sat down and put a plate of food in front of each person.

"A bit, we were able to salvage some family photographs from when we were on Earth, and I've replicated a few to put up on the walls." Seven replied to her peer, and began on her food.

Janeway nodded, and Chakotay continued to stare. Amy on the other hand was looking out of the window at the bright stars the ship was passing. They were so beautiful to her, and she couldn't help but think about how much Rowe would have loved it here.

"Mama, do you think Rowe's okay in heaven?" She asked suddenly.

"Of course she is Amy. Heaven's a perfect place. Even more perfect than the TARDIS." Seven replied, and touched Amy's nose with her finger, making her laugh.

Kathryn couldn't think of anything that would really make the situation bad for them and good for her, so just sat in her seat, and sulked.

A/N: Sooo…whatcha think? Please review ;3 Ima give you cybercookies! :D Thanks for reading x