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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 19:

Adrift

"B'Elanna!" Tom screamed after his wife. They had been trenching in circles for hours looking for any sign of the rest of the Athena crew, more particularly Miral. Tom had accepted right away that they were the only beings on the planet, but B'Elanna had become hysterical. "Slow down! Please!"

            "She's here. She's gotta be!" the enraged Klingon shouted back, growing increasingly irritated with her husband. How could he be so calm about this? Their daughter was missing. And it was all their fault. "Suspiria wouldn't transport a helpless child to an alien world without her mother!"

            Tom rolled his eyes at the absurdity of the statement. Of course she would. Suspiria was an all-powerful God-like being who was severely pissed off. Miral could be light-years away from them, and probably was. "B'Elanna," he finally reached her and grabbed her shoulders. "We've been circling for hours. There's no one else here."

            "She's gotta be!" B'Elanna screamed, fighting…shrugging away. "Let me go!" She squirmed from his grasp, striking him on the face. Tom accepted the punch without a flinch. He'd seen her like this before. Slowly, he wiped the blood from the small cut she had made on his face.

            "B'Elanna…" he stepped forward, "Please."

            "She's gotta be…" she whispered, collapsing to the cavern floor.

            "We'll find her," he came to his knees and gently coaxed her into his arms. "I'm sure she's ok. You said Suspiria sent everyone from the ship to different parts of the Delta Quadrant. I'm sure she at least ended up with another crewmember." She looked up at him, her eyes suddenly heavy. "B'Elanna?"

            But she didn't respond. Tom moved quickly as her eyes rolled back into her head and she began to fall away from him. "B'Elanna!" he said, catching her before her head struck a protruding rock. Frantically he patted her face. "B'Elanna!" It was no use. She was out cold.

            Celes's eyes flew open as she sprang up from the soft cushion beneath her. Where in the hell was she now? Back in her quarters? She looked around, nothing familiar. Down at her arms. Miral was gone. Her breathing quickened. "Hello?" she quivered. "Is anyone-" She looked out the window and gasped at the twilight outlines of a forest…no stars.  She was on a planet? But she was just on the Athena. What in the hell-

            "Lieutenant, she's awake," a voice came from across the room, "It's ok dear. We're not going to hurt you."

            Celes drew back as an elderly woman moved towards her. "Lights," she said and the room brightened.

            "Celes," someone else said. She looked up, calmed by the Lieutenant standing in the doorway. Thank the Prophets, someone she recognized.

            "Harry- or uh, Lieutenant Kim. What happened?"

            He chuckled, "You were right the first time. It's Harry."

            "You've been asleep for several hours Tal Celes."

            Celes looked to the woman, "Why? What happened?" she repeated.

            "We found you entangled in brush of Tarnzanius Thorns. Its vapor is poisonous, and almost immediately seeped into your skin."

            "We think that's where the Caretaker sent you, a couple feet away from the brush," Harry said, sitting in a chair next to the bed.

            "The Caretaker?"

            Harry nodded, "From what I can tell, we've been…zapped to the Banean homeworld…in the Delta Quadrant."

            Celes's heart began to race. No! Not again. The Delta Quadrant? I can't- another thought hit her. "Miral," she said, "Miral! I found her in that brush, she was screaming. I went in to get her and…and-"

            "The fumes knocked you unconscious. We found you clutching the child underneath your uniform jacket," the woman said. "You were basically a shield for her, keeping her away from the thorns."

            "Is she ok?"

            "She's fine Celes," Harry instinctively reached for her hand. "She's sleeping in the other room. You probably saved her life."

            Celes paused, looking at her hand inside his. A warm shiver went down her spine as she realized, I saved someone's life? It was unfathomable to her. She'd really never done anything right before. For a split second, Celes felt pretty good…for a split second. "But the Caretaker. What happened? I mean why-"

            "That's what we're trying to find out," Harry answered, with a little less of a smile than he had before. He dropped her hand and stood up, starting to pace around the room.
            "You three are the only crewmembers we've encountered and it's been nearly 9 hours since we found you and the child Miral," the woman said. "Enough of this though," she added, rising as she clasped her hands together in a grandmotherly fashion. "You must be hungry." She left them alone.

            "Harry, are we really in the Delta Quadrant?"

            He nodded, sitting back down. "Looks that way. This is the same planet where Tom was accused several years back of being a murderer."

            "I remember."

            "I've been going through the data logs in Minister Kray computer. Honestly, there's not much there to help us. The Athena is nowhere in sight, or in any kind of scanning range. It looks like-"

            "We're stranded here," she finished, staring deadpan at the wall as she did so.

            Harry read the look on her face and made her meet his eyes, "We'll figure this out. We'll find a way back. But I need your help ok?"

            She nodded, swallowing hard, too afraid of their situation to even speak.

            "Hey," he added, squeezing her hand, "I mean it. We've made it through worse. We'll find the Athena."

            She nodded again, slightly calmed, but not much. Was there even anyone left on the Athena to find?

            "Try it now Doctor," Janeway barked into the communicator, while straining to hear through the garbled communications system for a reply.

            "I think that did it Captain."

            Finally, she thought. "All right, transfer yourself back up here. I'm gonna need you at the helm."

            "Yes Ma'am."

            They had been adrift for nearly six hours, subject of a minor warp corps malfunction that could have easily been repaired if she had an engineering staff! Kathryn hadn't slept in nearly 72 hours but instead of getting tired…she was just getting angry.

            "Lieutenant Torres programmed me with essential piloting skills," the Doctor said, coming aboard with a hint of the old ego buried within his matrix, "What's our heading?"

            "Sector 001."

            "Captain?"

            She raised her eyebrow as she turned to take the ops station…Harry's station. "We need to find one severely irritated transient being native to the Delta Quadrant. We're going to need help."

            "Captain, I probably do not have to inform you that entering Starfleet Headquarters will alert them of our present status and probably have you removed from command?"

            She nodded. She was perfectly aware of the risks of returning to Starfleet missing her entire crew. But there were ways through the beacons and perimeters without detection. Besides, they weren't going very far. "There's someone there that I need."

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