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Summary: After a year of being home, Voyager's scattered crew gathers together for one last battle~ but it's not the jolly reunion one might expect… Janeway, Chakotay, Tuvok, Tom, B'Elanna, Harry, Seven, Celes…and some new characters. Enjoy!

Past Re-Visited

By Erin and Rebecca

Chapter 10:

Search and Rescue

Janeway had called yellow alert. They would be reaching the last know coordinates of the Darwin in a few minutes.

            Chakotay entered the bridge as Janeway asked, "Harry, have you picked up the ship yet?"

            "Negative, Captain. I'm trying to extend our sensor range."

            Poor Harry. Chakotay thought as he took his seat next to Janeway. His two best friends, and his goddaughter are aboard that ship, and he was the first one of us to hear Tom's distress call. Janeway had played it for him during his briefing after coming aboard.

            "Captain, I am picking up the debris field that Mr. Paris had reported," Tuvok informed the bridge officers. "However, I do not believe that the Darwin is among them."

            That doesn't mean that they weren't destroyed somewhere else, Harry let his imagination get the better of him again. A sudden beeping brought his attention back to the controls in front of him. "Captain, I think I've got something."

            "What is it?"

            Harry didn't respond immediately. He wanted to make sure that the sensors were correct. "It's a ship, and it's got a Federation signature."

            "Give the coordinates to the helm."

            "Already done."

            "Helm, take us there at maximum speed."

            "Understood," the helmsman answered quickly.

            Harry continued to watch his sensors as they got closer to the Darwin. He should have been detecting something about the vessel by now. "Captain, I'm reading minimal life support on one of the four decks."

            "Any life signs?" the Captain asked.

            Harry's paling face was the answer she got.

            "Harry?" she began to ask again.

            "I'm picking up four life signs, all faint," he answered slowly.

            Four's better than none, Janeway thought. "Did Tom ever say how many were on board?"

            'Nine crewmen and eight civilians, a couple of them children,' Tom's words rang through his mind. "There were seventeen people on board, including civilians."

            Janeway thought about the number of people. Although, she hated to see any person killed, it looked more and more likely that her extended family would not all be coming back. "Chakotay, take an away team over to the Darwin."

            "Tuvok, Harry, you're with me," Chakotay said as he headed for the Turbolift.

            There were no lights working in the corridors when the away team beamed over. The trio turned on their wrist lights and slowly made their way down the darkened hallway.

            Harry's tricorder picked up a life sign. "In here." He pointed to a half open door.

            Tuvok and Chakotay pried open the doors the rest of the way, and Harry walked in first. His breath caught in his throat and his stomach churned. In front of him, there were four bodies. Chakotay was also frozen on the spot, and Tuvok hesitated before he went over towards the bodies.

            Chakotay looked over the scene. It was then that he realized that this was a family. There were two children, a husband, and a wife. "Tuvok?"

            Tuvok pointed to the husband, "He is alive but seriously injured. I suggest that we beam him to sickbay immediately."

            "Chakotay to Voyager."

            "Go ahead."

            "We've found a survivor. He needs to get to sickbay."

            "We've got a lock on him." The man's body shimmered out of sight. "Keep looking, Chakotay. Janeway out."

            Quietly, Chakotay spoke, "we can't do anything more for these people, but there are others who need our help. Let's keep going."

            Tuvok and Chakotay both turned to leave, but Harry still stood frozen. Chakotay realized Harry hadn't spoken a word. He put a hand on the young Lieutenant's shoulder. "Harry, you okay?"

            "No."

            As they ventured further into the ship, they found similar horrors. They beamed over another survivor along the way, but were having trouble locating the other two. Finally, Harry came across a small opening in a pile of debris. He couldn't be sure, but he felt like he had dropped at least two decks by the time the tunnel ended. He stood up in the middle of a debris disaster, surveyed it quickly and figured he'd come across another dead end. But he suddenly became aware of movement at the other end of the room.

            "Hello?" he called out, drawing his phaser out of habit. Cautiously, he moved toward the motion, but no one answered him. "Anyone there?"

            Finally, he leaned over a fallen bulkhead and saw a man cowering in the corner. Slowly, the man lifted up his head. His eyes were tired and he seemed to squint up at Harry as if he couldn't quite see him. He obviously hadn't shaved in weeks and it seemed as if any energy he had left was wrapped up in the bundle he held in his arms. Clutched close to his chest was a tiny, sickly child.

            "Tom!" he yelled, shoving parts of the junk away as he rushed to his friend.

            "Kim to Chakotay. I've found Tom!"

            "Good work. Beam him and yourself directly to sickbay. We'll keep looking for the fourth life sign."

            "No need Commander. I've found it. It's Miral…his daughter."

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