Disclaimer: CBS/Paramount owns Voyager and her characters. The original characters and story are mine.

Author's Note: It's a short chapter this week. Next week's will be much longer!

There were far fewer people in Sickbay when Icheb returned, accompanied by Kathryn Janeway. Only a few biobeds were occupied. The Admiral followed Icheb over to a biobed around which Tom Paris and Seven were already standing. She spoke first to Seven, "It's good to see you Seven."

"Likewise Admiral, I take it we are faring better since we are no longer under fire?"

"Yes, we are. Tom, how is Ensign Wildman?"

Before Tom could answer they were distracted by a nearby voice, "I have not cleared you yet. Where are you going Mary?" Janeway realized the small human man who was speaking must be the Lindbergh's CMO.

"Todd, I want to see Naomi. I'm not going to leave Sickbay."

"Oh, alright," the two Lindbergh crew members made their way over to Naomi's biobed, the Doctor assisting the petite woman as she walked.

The man spoke to Janeway, "Admiral Janeway, I'm Todd Franklin, Lindbergh's CMO."

She shook his hand, "Doctor, I was just asking Tom for an assessment of Ensign Wildman's condition."

"Of course, she is in a medically induced coma. I was about to prep her for surgery. It is a simple procedure and she should make a complete recovery." The last part of his sentence was directed at Icheb rather than Janeway. He was obviously trying to reassure his friend.

While they had been speaking, Mary moved to Icheb's side. "See, Commander, the Doctor says she'll be fine. No need to worry."

"Now, if you will all vacate the area, I could begin her treatment."

To Admiral Janeway's surprise, it was the injured woman who steered the little group away, "Icheb, could you help me back to my bed?"

He obliged immediately and the rest followed them. "Admiral Janeway, may I introduce Ensign Mary Melody, she's an Engineer and Naomi's roommate?"

"Ensign, it's very nice to meet you. How do you like having Naomi Wildman for a roommate?"

"Well, it isn't boring. May I ask you a question Admiral?"

"Go ahead Ensign."

"Well, you see, I'm curious. Why do all the people from Voyager call her Naomi Wildman? Instead of just Naomi? Or Wildman?"

Kathyrn had been expecting a question about their current situation, and the completely unexpected question made her smile. "I'm not really sure, we just always have done."

Seven changed the subject, "Admiral, what is our current situation? How did it come about that we are no longer under fire?"

The attention of everyone was on her, they all wanted to know. "I don't want to count my chickens before they're hatched, but we have been joined by a group of people who have been working to counter the Brunali technology. They were aware of the Brunali's plans and wanted to thwart them if possible. I knew they might be joining us, but didn't mention it in case their efforts failed."

"Who are these people? How did they hear of the Bruanli's plans?" Icheb asked her. The discussion seemed to distract him from Naomi and her medical situation.

"It's a small group; Neelix, a few of his Talaxian friends, and," it was obvious Janeway was unsure if she should continue, "well, Leucon."

Icheb's jaw dropped, "My father?"