A/N: Ok, I just want to apologize for how long this took. It just seemed to be one thing after another and I just didn't have the time to write. Fortunately, my comparative governments class is so boring, I have plenty of oppertunity to write. So as an apology for how long this has taken me to post, I'm posting 2 chapters, with chapter 14 hopefully being done by the end of the week. No promises, but it shouldn't take me too much longer for that one.

A/N 2: Just wanted to thank Pierce for the awesome beta job. Nothing like another set of eyes to make sure you've gotten all the mistakes...

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Jenna sat next to Phoebe quietly as she took the news.

"So my sister is dead?"

"Yes," Jenna answered. "She was unable to make it out of the shuttle and died with your father and Ensign Tighe."

"Who gave you the right to allow this Kathryn Jennings to take over my sister's life," Phoebe asked angrily.

Jenna sat silently for a minute before answering, "I could tell you all about the greater good; that by doing this it will prevent the Earth from imploding, but I'm guessing that it's not going to mean all that much to you."

"Not really," she said.

"Then I don't have an answer for you."

"Was there any way you could have saved her?"

"Our rules don't allow us to interfere with these kinds of events."

"But you can replace people-"

"Substitute. The word is substitute."

"Fine, you can substitute people, but you can't interfere?"

"I don't make the rules, I just follow them."

"This isn't fair…"

"Tell me about it. It would just be easier to blast the ship before it even enters the Sol System, but instead I have to do all this. I have to let innocent people die, I have to lie to grieving families, I have to bribe officials to look the other way… Nobody has it easy."

"Blast what ship?"

"The one that transports the rafritzia to Earth's core."

"What's rafritzia?"

"Beings who will eat Earth from the inside out."

"Come again?"

"That's why Earth is going to implode in the 49th century."

Phoebe stared at her with an incredulous look before saying, "I… wow… I'm going to stop asking questions now."

"Oh but you've missed the best part. Ask me about their excrement."

"No thanks, if it's all the same to you. I think I'm better off not knowing, actually…"

"Eh, probably," Jenna said.

Just then Derrick came out and said, "Kathryn's awake. I left Chakotay guarding the door, but he asked me to hurry."

"Great, Derrick, I'd like you to meet Phoebe Janeway," She said standing, revealing the woman sitting next to her.

"I… um… what?"

"Isn't he cute when he stutters," Jenna asked Phoebe with a smile. "It's ok, I told her everything."

"You did what? Jenna are you nuts?"

"She over heard me talking to Chakotay earlier and pieced some of it together. It was unavoidable."

"I'm not going to tell," Phoebe said, "and I can help you by helping the person impersonating my sister."

Derrick forced Phoebe a smile as he grabbed Jenna's arm and pulled her towards him. "Are you sure this is a good idea," he whispered in her ear, "because this could have some nasty consequences."

"You worry too much," Jenna said, pulling her arm away. Then she turned to Phoebe and said, "You'd better stay out here for a minute and compose yourself. Derrick will wait out here with you."

"You should probably call me Jack while we're here," he said as he awkwardly sat down.

As Phoebe nodded, she looked at his name tag. "Jack Daniels? Your alias is Jack Daniels? Are an alcoholic or something?"

"You are so never going to live this down," Jenna said tauntingly as she made her way back into the hospital.

They sat there quietly for a few moments before Phoebe asked, "Whose call was it to do the substitution?"

"I can't say," Derrick answered.

"Come on," Phoebe said annoyed. "Who am I going to tell?"

"You misunderstand. It's not that I've been forbidden to tell you, it's that I honestly don't know. I first thought it was my idea, but it turns out that this has been in the works for a while."

"How do you sleep at night?"

"I replay the first conversation we had with Kathryn and Chakotay. If you heard about their way of life, the struggles they had, and that we could prevent it… I saw no other option and I still don't. Jenna, on the other hand, well, the guilt is starting to get to her, but that may be because she's had to deal more directly with Kathryn's family."

"Good," Phoebe said. "At least someone around here has a conscious."

"I'm not going to waste my time trying to tell you to look at the big picture, because I doubt you care. So instead, think about your mother."

"What about her?"

"How bad would she be hurting right now if she believed she lost her husband and her daughter?"

Phoebe thought about what Derrick had said before giving a worn out sigh. "I should get to Kathryn's room. Mom will notice after a while if I'm not there."

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"Kathryn was in the hospital for a few more days before she was released," Phoebe said.

"Since we have detailed records of the events following Kathryn Janeway's hospitalization, could you please share your story Chakotay?"

"Yes sir," Chakotay replied. "After Kathryn's substitution Jenna, Derrick, and I had nothing to do but wait for my substitution…"

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2370 - 12 years after Kathryn's substitution

Chakotay walked out of his quarters to see Derrick sitting at a nasty looking table reading a data padd. They had boarded this ship a week ago, using the cover as a cargo ship to cross into the demilitarized zone to substitute Chakotay.

After they had substituted Kathryn, Chakotay had a hard time adjusting to life without her. But after a while, things got easier, mostly because he was worked so hard most nights he was too exhausted to do anything else but sleep. His life was dominated learning strategies needed to survive in the Maquis as well as everything the real Chakotay learned in Starfleet.

After five years of training, he was finally ready to be substituted. He and Derrick left Starfleet Command, jumped to the year 2370, rented a cargo ship, and made their way to the planet the real Chakotay would eventually be captured.

"Where's Jenna today," Chakotay asked, walking farther into the room.

"Probably out stalking Kathryn," Derrick answer without looking up.

"Oh," he said. "Have you talked to her since…"

"No."

"Ok," Chakotay answered awkwardly. He had nothing better to do, so he started walking around the room.

"Wandering around like a lost soul isn't going to make time pass any faster," Derrick said. "This is as calm as it's going to get for a long time."

"Yes, but for most of that time I'll be with Kathryn," Chakotay said taking the seat next to Derrick.

"You're assuming that her feelings for you have remained constant," he replied without looking up from his padd.

"Ah, come on. That's not fair."

"Life's not fair," Derrick said bitterly.

"Look," Chakotay said standing and grabbing Derrick's padd to get his attention, "just because you think Jenna turned you down is no reason to take it out on me."

"Can I have my padd back?"

Chakotay threw it across the room and said, "Go get it."

Derrick walked over picked it up, and when he turned around he saw Chakotay leaving the room. "Where are you going?"

"Staring at the walls of my quarters beats dealing with you in this mood," he said as the doors shut behind him.

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Captain Kathryn Janeway walked out the meeting feeling anxious and excited all at once. She had just been given command of a new starship, the U.S.S. Voyager. She had worked her whole career for this opportunity, and couldn't wait to tell her family or Mark.

As she waited for the turbolift to take her down to ground level she couldn't help letting her thoughts drift towards her fiancé. He helped her through one of the worst periods of her life, and she loved him for it. He never rushed their relationship, letting her mourn the loss of Justin. Although it wasn't Justin she was mourning for, she was still touched by his patience and did begin to fall in love with him. Not like she loved Chakotay, but she was happy.

But her thoughts inevitably turned towards the source of her anxiety. Right after receiving the news that she would get to captain Voyager, she was informed it was to catch a leading member of the Maquis resistance, a former Starfleet officer named Chakotay. Her once simple and happy life had turned upside down with the mention of that name. Her mind flooded her with memories of their time together, and although she had begun to convince herself she had moved on, she realized she really hadn't.

"Why can't things ever be simple," Kathryn sighed as she stepped out of Starfleet Command and onto the streets of San Francisco.

"What fun would that be," asked a voice behind her.

Kathryn whirled around to see Jenna, leaning up against the building, in a Starfleet captain's uniform. It took her a while to find her voice, but when she did, she said, "It's a crime to impersonate an officer."

Jenna gave her a dry smile and replied, "I could tell you the same thing." Before Kathryn could respond, Jenna said, "Let's take a walk."

After a few minutes of silence, Kathryn finally asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I came to see you."

"Why?"

"Why not?"

"Jenna," Kathryn's voice betrayed just how frustrated she really was.

"That's Captain Oveur to you," Jenna interrupted. Then she sighed, "I have definitely watched Airplane! one too many times…"

"I don't have time for this," Kathryn said dismissively. "Now could you tell me what you want? I've got a lot to do, and since I know I'm not you're top priority could you please get on with it?"

"What makes you think you're not my type priority?"

"Where have you been these past 12 years? Where were you when I needed you most," Kathryn demanded.

"Two steps behind, one step to the left, just out of sight," Jenna responded with one eyebrow raised.

"What," Kathryn asked, thrown.

"I was your attending physician when they brought you in 12 years ago, I was the officer in charge of setting up your physical therapy, I was on the medical staff of the first ship you commanded… Do you need me to go on?"

"If you were there, why didn't you ever let me know it," Kathryn asked, blown away.

"You needed to learn to handle these situations on your own, and you did. You've impressed us."

"I thought you abandoned me," Kathryn said softly.

"I told you to be careful what you wished for when you said you didn't want to do this alone, remember? I wasn't lying when I said I wasn't going to let anything happen to you."

"So what are you doing here now," Kathryn asked, her voice getting stronger.

"Nice 'Captain's Face'," Jenna said with a smirk. "Seems my concerns were misplaced."

"What concerns?"

"I need to make sure you can handle the mission Starfleet Command just gave you."

"Going after Chakotay," Kathryn asked. When Jenna nodded, she continued, "Will I be able to follow the orders I was given? Yes, it's my job. Will I be able to keep my personal feelings out of it? I'll try, especially since he's going to remind me so much of Chakotay."

"It is Chakotay."

Kathryn gave her a dark look before saying, "I know his name is Chakotay, but I mean the Chakotay I know."

"That's what I'm saying," Jenna said, "this is the Chakotay you know."

"You mean…?"

"Jack's substituting him right now."

"Jack?"

"Sorry," Jenna said smirking, "Derrick."

"How did you get 'Jack' from 'Derrick'?"

"When you were in the hospital Derrick and Chakotay came to see you."

"Isn't that against the rules," Kathryn asked.

"Yes, but Chakotay was determined, so Derrick got them aliases and they posed as nurses," Jenna said walking again. "Unfortunately for Derrick he got them from a contact of ours who has an interesting sense of humor. The names he gave Derrick and Chakotay were two brands of alcohol, Jack Daniels and Jose Curevo. Ever since then, I've always called Derrick Jack just to bug him about that."

Kathryn smiled before asking softly, "How is Chakotay?"

"He's good. He's changed since the last time you saw him."

"Changed? How's he changed?"

"The same way you've changed, just differently."

"I really didn't miss your word games," Kathryn said, rubbing her forehead.

"That's ironic, because I've missed giving them to you."

They walked in silence again before Kathryn asked, "This mission isn't going to end well, is it?"

"I guess that depends on your point of view."

"Just answer the question," Kathryn said annoyed. "Is this mission going to have a good or bad outcome?"

"Both," Jenna said smiling and walking away, leaving Kathryn standing there with a confused look.

She closed her eyes and let out a frustrated sigh before she said, "I did not miss her."

"Liar," she heard Jenna shout. She opened her eyes to see Jenna walking backwards and smiling at her.

"Well, maybe a little," she amended with a smile. She stood there watching Jenna disappear into the crowd before she snapped back into work mode. She had a meeting with Adm. Carter at noon followed by a meeting with Starfleet's engineering department…