New chapter, I'm posting two together again because on their own they are
far too short any way, please read and review.
Disclaimer: I don't own Voyager or any of the characters.
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Chakotay turned away form the screen aware that he had very little time to carry out his plan. He'd wanted to spend the last moments of his life speaking to Kathryn, but he couldn't. So he'd just said a brief goodbye and suggested a name for they're child, a child that would grow up without father.
"Harry," he said quickly, "let's see if we can give Voyager a hand."
Ensign Davis was lying unconscious and forgotten on the floor of the shuttle. Her panel had exploded soon after the attack had began, sending her back against the wall in a wall of flame and thunder.
"What do you think?" Harry asked, trying to keep his voice level, like that of his commanding officer.
"Locate their weapons array," Chakotay said.
"But we don't have weapons and even if we did we couldn't penetrate their shields," Harry argued.
"No," Chakotay agreed, "but, in." He checked the panel in front of him, "17 seconds this shuttle is going to explode. And I'm sure that will do some damage to their shields."
"Yes sir," Harry said, understanding Chakotay's plan, "I've located their main weapons array."
"Setting a course," Chakotay said, pressing the buttons.
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The explosion sent shock waves through space, and blew a hole right through the alien vessels shields. Tuvok didn't even ask, he fired through the gap and hit the weapons array directly, disabling it immediately.
"The alien vessel is leaving," Tuvok informed her.
"Collect the debris," Kathryn said her voice cold and flat, "Tuvok, you have the bridge."
She walked away, leaving the crew on the bridge in shock.
Kathryn sat behind her desk feeling numb. Her hand shook as she reached out and touched a button on the control panel.
"Captains log."
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The senior staff were assembled in the briefing room (?), 3 hours after the attack. Kathryn Janeway sat at the head of the table, still reeling from the shock. The room was silent; they sat like that for what seemed like an eternity, B'Elanna, Tom, Seven, and her. B'Elanna looked like she was on the brink of tears, Tom had a comforting hand on her arm.
Good luck, you're going to need it.
Neelix entered the room, looking cheerless.
His rash is clearing up quite well, that's a shame. Well he deserved it, and at least he knows not to eat oranges again.
"Neelix, I'm very glad you could join us," Kathryn said, she didn't sound glad, she sounded bitter.
The whole room was staring at her, all a little surprised at her harsh tone.
"Tol-Norath," the Captain said simply.
Neelix hung his head, focusing his gaze on the floor.
"Captain, I.," he started, "I've heard of the Tol-Norath, it's an area of space occupied by pirates."
"Yes, well, it seems that we've stumbled into that area of space,"
"The pirates loot passing ships," he finished quietly, not meeting the Captains eyes.
"And you didn't think that this was important enough to mention before now," Kathryn said in the same bitter manner.
"I, I, I," Neelix stuttered, "I didn't know that we were here, I mean there, in the Tol-Norath."
"It seems," the Captain said angrily, standing up, "that you don't know much about anything. You're not much of a cook or a guide and you don't appear to have any other use."
She walked out of the room and headed for her quarters.
Maybe I was a little hard on him, it's not his fault.
It doesn't matter, Chakotay's gone.
You shouldn't blame other people, it's your fault.
Just get through the memorial service and everything will be fine.
You can apologise to Neelix there.
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Review me, I need something to keep me going while I type the rest up.
Disclaimer: I don't own Voyager or any of the characters.
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Chakotay turned away form the screen aware that he had very little time to carry out his plan. He'd wanted to spend the last moments of his life speaking to Kathryn, but he couldn't. So he'd just said a brief goodbye and suggested a name for they're child, a child that would grow up without father.
"Harry," he said quickly, "let's see if we can give Voyager a hand."
Ensign Davis was lying unconscious and forgotten on the floor of the shuttle. Her panel had exploded soon after the attack had began, sending her back against the wall in a wall of flame and thunder.
"What do you think?" Harry asked, trying to keep his voice level, like that of his commanding officer.
"Locate their weapons array," Chakotay said.
"But we don't have weapons and even if we did we couldn't penetrate their shields," Harry argued.
"No," Chakotay agreed, "but, in." He checked the panel in front of him, "17 seconds this shuttle is going to explode. And I'm sure that will do some damage to their shields."
"Yes sir," Harry said, understanding Chakotay's plan, "I've located their main weapons array."
"Setting a course," Chakotay said, pressing the buttons.
****************************
The explosion sent shock waves through space, and blew a hole right through the alien vessels shields. Tuvok didn't even ask, he fired through the gap and hit the weapons array directly, disabling it immediately.
"The alien vessel is leaving," Tuvok informed her.
"Collect the debris," Kathryn said her voice cold and flat, "Tuvok, you have the bridge."
She walked away, leaving the crew on the bridge in shock.
Kathryn sat behind her desk feeling numb. Her hand shook as she reached out and touched a button on the control panel.
"Captains log."
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The senior staff were assembled in the briefing room (?), 3 hours after the attack. Kathryn Janeway sat at the head of the table, still reeling from the shock. The room was silent; they sat like that for what seemed like an eternity, B'Elanna, Tom, Seven, and her. B'Elanna looked like she was on the brink of tears, Tom had a comforting hand on her arm.
Good luck, you're going to need it.
Neelix entered the room, looking cheerless.
His rash is clearing up quite well, that's a shame. Well he deserved it, and at least he knows not to eat oranges again.
"Neelix, I'm very glad you could join us," Kathryn said, she didn't sound glad, she sounded bitter.
The whole room was staring at her, all a little surprised at her harsh tone.
"Tol-Norath," the Captain said simply.
Neelix hung his head, focusing his gaze on the floor.
"Captain, I.," he started, "I've heard of the Tol-Norath, it's an area of space occupied by pirates."
"Yes, well, it seems that we've stumbled into that area of space,"
"The pirates loot passing ships," he finished quietly, not meeting the Captains eyes.
"And you didn't think that this was important enough to mention before now," Kathryn said in the same bitter manner.
"I, I, I," Neelix stuttered, "I didn't know that we were here, I mean there, in the Tol-Norath."
"It seems," the Captain said angrily, standing up, "that you don't know much about anything. You're not much of a cook or a guide and you don't appear to have any other use."
She walked out of the room and headed for her quarters.
Maybe I was a little hard on him, it's not his fault.
It doesn't matter, Chakotay's gone.
You shouldn't blame other people, it's your fault.
Just get through the memorial service and everything will be fine.
You can apologise to Neelix there.
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Review me, I need something to keep me going while I type the rest up.