Disclaimer: I do not own these characters they belong to Paramount where the writers may screen play what they like, but for this story I will borrow these characters and put them at MY whim.

Captain Kathryn Janeway, the all-mighty starship captain found herself back where she had dragged herself from, or rather where her sister pulled her up from years before, once again. She found herself in bed, in the same clothes as days gone by, tear stained with bitter hate, she was wrapped in her own sorrows and her own pains, she had lost another "love's labors lost", the one ironically she had wanted to keep the most. Last time she was here for Justin, once was for her father, another for Jabin, and one a while back for Mark. He left her for another when she became trapped light- years away, but she couldn't be held down by that; time came, things happened, love passed, even golden rings didn't last forever.

Now, here, that's what mattered, but wouldn't in a while. Last time a glass of water brought her senses back followed by a nice walk in Indiana's wheat fields, not to mention a hot mug of coffee. She couldn't walk anymore though, or didn't want to, Kathryn's heart ached so hard that her head throbbed too. As a last attempt for sanity, which now not even perky Phoebe could offer, the once alive captain called for a PADD to try and bring Kathryn to breath...

Captain's log stardate: My last

They told me to take a break

They said just let it be

All my life they told me

And all that I ignored

From the time I first opened my eyes

Until moments from my now when they'll be closed

My head was in the clouds

And my eyes on the stars

I always wanted more,

More than I could have

I worked for so much in my life,

But did I ever over achieve?

Did I work so hard on my goals

That I missed the simples of life?

What if I didn't always ask those questions of mine?

What and How and Why and Where

Would I have been less happy?

Or less tired to see his hundred, or mine?

I don't remember my daughters' first steps,

But I can hear echoes of forlorn travelers

Does my family hate me?

The way I'm starting to hate myself

I wasn't always there for them;

However, I stood by my principals,

So I helped a lot of people

Was that more than helping myself?

I am hoping now that my two daughters are happy

And that I have taught them well

Or rather that they have learned from my mistakes

I hope they will realize to live life as it comes,

And live it in joy, the way that I did not

I hope where I am going I can do this better,

But now I go to where I am going

Up to join the stars

End Log

And with that her strength let go and her head lauded to the side, but her mind still raced like wind, as it always had. Her mouth let open and whispers followed, "see golden rings don't last forever, but love will always soar, My Dear C..." words failed her now and Kathryn flew.