Title: Voyager Drabbles 12: The Family Way

Author: Ghosteye99

Characters: Janeway, the Doctor, Sek

Theme: family/humour

Rating: PG 13+

Length: 100 words exactly

Summary: Post-Endgame. A certain middle-aged Starfleet Admiral didn't count on becoming a mom in that way... Part of a collection of Star Trek Voyager-inspired drabbles.

Notes: I'm taking some licence with canon, since the Borg assimilate instead of reproducing. Assume that *one* hive decides that cloning *is* relevant.Thanks to singing violin for the beta. All remaining errors are my own.

Disclaimer: Characters and setting belong to Paramount Pictures, not me. No profit or harm intended. This is a fanfiction, not Canon.

12: The Family Way

"Well, Admiral;" the Doctor said as Janeway got up. "Once again, some Borg bits had to stay behind; otherwise you're as back to normal as possible."

"Thank you, Doctor," she replied, hitting her commbadge.

"Janeway to quarantine, any progress on those maturation chambers from the debris of that Borg cube?"

"We've confirmed 47 of them are still viable," Ensign Sek replied, "Their DNA analysis is complete. Admiral... it is advisable you view these results privately."

"Acknowledged. Janeway Out."

Later...

"Vodka?" Brackett asked. "Nechayev's suggestion," Janeway groaned. "Not everyone learns at fifty they're about to become the mother of 47 Borg."

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