They were beamed into sickbay, Haris laying on one side of her and Q on the other. The doctor and Tom were quick to get Haris onto one of the beds and take readings of him while Janeway sat next to Q pressing her hand against his shoulder. "Wake up Q." Tom looked over Haris as the doctor rushed over to Q and started scanning him with the medical tricorder.

"Mr. Paris assist me with Q, Haris is still stable, Q's life signs are eradicate." He didn't even have the chance to get him on the bed before his life signs started to crash. "Mr. Paris, 10cc's of..." The doctor called out looking back at the tricorder. Slowly he closed it looking back at Kathryn. "Never mind Mr. Paris, attend to Ensign Haris, Q, just experience brain death." Resting a hand on Janeway's shoulder he made an expression on his face as if he would start to cry for her. "I'm sorry Captain, he was already too far gone by the time we got him here."

Janeway looked back at Q feeling a tear roll down the side of her face. "No." Sitting up more she started compressions on his chest before leaning over and giving him mouth to mouth. "He's not dead." The doctor just sat by watching her as she tried to make him breath, tried to jump start his heart again and knowing herself it wasn't going to work. She continued CRP a little while longer before pinching the bridge of his nose again and breathing into his lungs with nothing. "Come on Q." Setting her jaw tight she compressed in his chest one more time, her attempts to restart his heart slowly coming to a stop. Janeway fought back more tears lowering her head close to his, her hand running along the side of his face, his eyes looking up at her but completely devoid of his spark, his show of recognition for her, that devilish little flicker he always seemed to hold. Pressing her lips to his again she waited, hoping he would kiss her back, that he would tell her everything would be alright but he just continued to lay there. Suddenly her quiet calm started falling apart, Janeway wrapping her arms around Q and pressing her face into his shoulder. She couldn't hold back the torrent of tears, she couldn't stop her sobbing and she didn't want to. "Please Q, come back." Talking to the dead never brought them back but he was different, he was a Q. He had to come back. "Don't leave me, I'm so sorry." She sobbed into his ear. "I should have told you before." Her voice was shaking as she cried, wanting him to snap some witty remark at her about crying over him. "That every time you walk into the room my heart starts racing, every time you make a joke, no matter how silly I can't help but smile. You make me laugh, you took away my loneliness, you frustrated me and made me angry but most of all you made me love you. I wish I had let you in more, I wish I had told you more. Please Q, you're hurting me." She could understand what he had meant int he cell about which pain was worse, the injury to his chest or the hurt he felt fearing he was going to die loving someone who didn't love him back. What hurt even more than that was the pain of losing someone who loved you so much it psychically hurt then and knowing you loved them just as much.

She held onto his jacket curling her fingers around the fabric and resting her forehead against his. "I'd do anything for you to just hear me this one time so you can know the truth." Janeway felt the doctors hand on her back but it brought her no comfort as she laid beside Q sobbing, knowing he couldn't be the one to wrap his arms around her and comfort her. Her fear of losing Amelia months ago hadn't felt so daunting as this, in the end when she was vulnerable, when she was afraid Q had been there to give her hope, to help her. No one was here to help her with this, she couldn't accept him leaving because who was left to tell her it was alright? The reality of this took a heavy tole on her as her loud cries turned to silent screams. Her grip on his tightening as she sat back laying her head on his chest, her body shaking. She wished she could take so many things back, that she could have taken a few minutes more out of every day to sit down and talk with him, tell him about when she always thought they might do for a wedding. She hadn't wanted anything big of overly special, just a day where they were surrounded by their friends on Voyager. She wished she had told him how every time he smiled at her she felt a warmth in her face that forced her to smile back, that fluttering in her chest when he wrapped an arm around her, it was all too late back her tears for a moment she took in a deep breath, her body shaking again as she closed her eyes and tried to hold onto the last of the warmth in his body. "Goodbye." The most painful word to say to someone when you knew they would never come back.

The next day everyone had gathered around, Q's body loaded in the torpedo casing coffin and ready to be sent off into the darkness while Voyager went on it's way. Janeway stood by the side playing brave and strong if only for her daughters. Emily held her hand tightly looking up at Janeway now and again and catching the woman shedding a tear as people came to share their words. Tom and Harry spoke of how they had come to be friends with Q, the first time they had gotten in trouble together on the holodeck. The doctor spoke of what an asset Q had been to the medical 'team' and even Seven spoke of Q as a friend and a good person. While Emily understood what was taking place here Amelia seemed blissfully unaware of the situation. Resting her head against her mothers shoulder she started dozing off a little when Ensign Haris took the center stage and rested his hand on top of Q's coffin. "If it was not for Q, I wouldn't be standing here today. When our shuttle came under attack we were both horribly wounded but Q set aside his own needs to save my life. He gave me a second chance, I wish he was here so I could thank him in person. I suppose this is the best I can do. Thank you Q, may we find more men like you and may you inspire us in life, every day, every moment." Haris smiled patting the coffin a few more times.

Janeway would have spoke but she had decided not to, all the words she wanted to say had been for Q alone, words she had already whispered into his ear after the light had faded from his eyes. With a nod of her head Janeway was going to give permission to start the launch but Emily had broken free from her grip and walked over to the coffin brushing her hand over it's surface and narrowing her eyes. "My father passed away here on Voyager, before Captain Janeway and Q became my new parents. I had hoped Q would be able to teach me all the things my father couldn't, that Q would do all the things with me my father had wanted to do. But now Q is gone, and I don't have a father again. I don't know what to do." Emily let a solemn look cross her face as she stood up on her toes and placed a kiss on the coffin. "Goodbye daddy, I'll miss you." Emily looked back at Janeway seeing the woman break down into tears now, she walked calmly back to the captains side and took her hand again pulling a smile across her face. "It's okay, we still have each other." Emily felt her lip quiver as she wrapped her arms around Janeway. She had lost one father already, just once she started getting attached to Q she was now losing him too. Janeway nodded her head again, the sound of the whistle piercing the air as Tom and Kim assisted in loading the coffin up to be set out.

Janeway flinched watching when the coffin was fired out into space, her heart breaking all over again. It was real, it had actually happened. Q was gone. Closing her eyes she fought back the tears again, her jaw clenched tight as a familiar voice entered her mind. "What would you give to have him back?"

For a moment she had thought someone standing beside her had spoken. "Everything." Janeway whispered back before noticing no one was actually talking to her.

"What was that you said?" Emily asked looking up at her with tears in her own eyes.

"Nothing."