Home Sweet Home
The following story line is mine. Don't try to copy it cause I'll get mad
In a like vein, Star Trek: Voyager and all characters are the sole property of someone other than me.
AN: You'll have to forgive large generalizations. I haven't seen enough Voyager! To get the background, read "The Hopper" in the Original Series and "Pit Stop" in Next Gen.
Tom Paris was simply walking down the corridor on his way to work. His mind was on several things at once, as it often was. He was thinking about Be'Lanna, about new ways to get the best efficiency from the computers, the strange glitch in the starboard shields and how to fix them. He was not, however, paying much attention to where he was going or what was in his way. The corridors were usually quite clear and he had never had a need to pay much attention before. He knew the ship inside and out and so his feet would automatically take him wherever he wanted to go without his brain giving much direction.
So he tripped. He hadn't even registered the fact until his nose smashed into the deck. But after he had recognized the fact that he'd fallen, he realized what he'd fallen /over/.
"What the..." he asked the thin air as he got to his knees and turned around. There was a girl lying on the floor! Where had she come from? She was on her stomach, her chestnut-red hair tangled all about her head. He quickly flipped her over on her back. She was quite lovely and he stopped for a second at the sight of her. She was moaning and her head was rolling from side to side a bit.
"Hey, hey, are you okay?" She was in very old fashioned clothes, he'd say they were about a hundred years old though he wasn't as proficient in his fashion history as he would've liked. She wasn't answering, though he was tapping her cheek lightly now.
"Paris to Sickbay, medical emergency. I'm bringing you a girl"
"A girl?" the Doctor's voice repeated.
"Look, I'll tell you the rest when I get there!" Paris replied, sliding arms under her knees and her neck, lifting her off the deck. He'd just gotten to his feet when she suddenly tried to sit up in his arms, risking his balance. He wasn't the strongest person in the universe and a full grown woman wasn't the lightest load.
"SPOCK!" she cried, and she looked at him with terror in her eyes, "JIM! Spock, JIM, JIM!" she cried loudly and then fainted again in his arms.
"Spock?" Tom repeated, confused, and started toward Sickbay. On the way he reviewed what had happened. Even not paying attention much, he would have noticed a woman lying in the middle of the corridor. It was then that he realized she hadn't /been/ there, until the second he'd tripped over her! As if she had suddenly been transported onto the ship, except there had been no signs of transportation.
The Doctor and Kes were waiting when he got there.
"Put her there" Kes instructed him and he laid the woman down on the bio bed.
"She is not one of the crew" the Doctor remarked, "Where did she come from?"
"I don't know" Tom replied, a little out of breath. Just then the Captain and Chakotay walked in.
"What's going on, Tom?" the Captain asked, "The Doctor said you were bringing an emergency down" She glanced at the girl, "Who is she?"
"I don't know, Captain" Tom replied, "She just...popped in"
"Popped in?" Chakotay repeated, "What's that mean?"
"I don't know. One minute there was nothing, the next she was there. I tripped over her" Tom tried to explain, knowing it wasn't any good.
"That doesn't make any sense, Tom" the Captain told him. He already knew that.
"I know that" he said. She sighed and moved to the patient.
"What's wrong with her doctor?" she asked.
"Well. She's severely dehydrated, she's also undernourished, she's been exposed to extremely low temperatures and...." the Doctor looked up in surprise, "And she is pregnant"
"Pregnant?" Chakotay repeated. People seemed to be doing a lot of that today.
"Yes" the Doctor confirmed.
"Doctor, is she human?" the Captain asked. She certainly looked human.
"Yes, according to my readings" the Doctor answered.
"There aren't any humans in this part of the galaxy" Chakotay said needlessly.
"So where did she come from?" the Captain asked. She didn't expect anyone to answer.
"She said 'Spock' " Tom suddenly blurted out, "Actually, she shouted it. And 'Jim' too"
"Spock? As in Ambassador Spock, of Vulcan?" the Captain asked.
"That's what she shouted, Captain" Tom affirmed. The Captain turned to Chakotay.
"Well what's that supposed to mean?" she asked quietly, "Doctor does she pose any threat to the ship?"
"Of course not" the Doctor answered.
"Just checking" the Captain tried to smooth his feathers, "Keep me apprised. We need to know who she is"
"May I suggest," the Doctor said at his smuggest, "That she may be able to answer all of your questions once she's recovered?" The Captain looked at Chakotay and both left without responding.
In a like vein, Star Trek: Voyager and all characters are the sole property of someone other than me.
AN: You'll have to forgive large generalizations. I haven't seen enough Voyager! To get the background, read "The Hopper" in the Original Series and "Pit Stop" in Next Gen.
Tom Paris was simply walking down the corridor on his way to work. His mind was on several things at once, as it often was. He was thinking about Be'Lanna, about new ways to get the best efficiency from the computers, the strange glitch in the starboard shields and how to fix them. He was not, however, paying much attention to where he was going or what was in his way. The corridors were usually quite clear and he had never had a need to pay much attention before. He knew the ship inside and out and so his feet would automatically take him wherever he wanted to go without his brain giving much direction.
So he tripped. He hadn't even registered the fact until his nose smashed into the deck. But after he had recognized the fact that he'd fallen, he realized what he'd fallen /over/.
"What the..." he asked the thin air as he got to his knees and turned around. There was a girl lying on the floor! Where had she come from? She was on her stomach, her chestnut-red hair tangled all about her head. He quickly flipped her over on her back. She was quite lovely and he stopped for a second at the sight of her. She was moaning and her head was rolling from side to side a bit.
"Hey, hey, are you okay?" She was in very old fashioned clothes, he'd say they were about a hundred years old though he wasn't as proficient in his fashion history as he would've liked. She wasn't answering, though he was tapping her cheek lightly now.
"Paris to Sickbay, medical emergency. I'm bringing you a girl"
"A girl?" the Doctor's voice repeated.
"Look, I'll tell you the rest when I get there!" Paris replied, sliding arms under her knees and her neck, lifting her off the deck. He'd just gotten to his feet when she suddenly tried to sit up in his arms, risking his balance. He wasn't the strongest person in the universe and a full grown woman wasn't the lightest load.
"SPOCK!" she cried, and she looked at him with terror in her eyes, "JIM! Spock, JIM, JIM!" she cried loudly and then fainted again in his arms.
"Spock?" Tom repeated, confused, and started toward Sickbay. On the way he reviewed what had happened. Even not paying attention much, he would have noticed a woman lying in the middle of the corridor. It was then that he realized she hadn't /been/ there, until the second he'd tripped over her! As if she had suddenly been transported onto the ship, except there had been no signs of transportation.
The Doctor and Kes were waiting when he got there.
"Put her there" Kes instructed him and he laid the woman down on the bio bed.
"She is not one of the crew" the Doctor remarked, "Where did she come from?"
"I don't know" Tom replied, a little out of breath. Just then the Captain and Chakotay walked in.
"What's going on, Tom?" the Captain asked, "The Doctor said you were bringing an emergency down" She glanced at the girl, "Who is she?"
"I don't know, Captain" Tom replied, "She just...popped in"
"Popped in?" Chakotay repeated, "What's that mean?"
"I don't know. One minute there was nothing, the next she was there. I tripped over her" Tom tried to explain, knowing it wasn't any good.
"That doesn't make any sense, Tom" the Captain told him. He already knew that.
"I know that" he said. She sighed and moved to the patient.
"What's wrong with her doctor?" she asked.
"Well. She's severely dehydrated, she's also undernourished, she's been exposed to extremely low temperatures and...." the Doctor looked up in surprise, "And she is pregnant"
"Pregnant?" Chakotay repeated. People seemed to be doing a lot of that today.
"Yes" the Doctor confirmed.
"Doctor, is she human?" the Captain asked. She certainly looked human.
"Yes, according to my readings" the Doctor answered.
"There aren't any humans in this part of the galaxy" Chakotay said needlessly.
"So where did she come from?" the Captain asked. She didn't expect anyone to answer.
"She said 'Spock' " Tom suddenly blurted out, "Actually, she shouted it. And 'Jim' too"
"Spock? As in Ambassador Spock, of Vulcan?" the Captain asked.
"That's what she shouted, Captain" Tom affirmed. The Captain turned to Chakotay.
"Well what's that supposed to mean?" she asked quietly, "Doctor does she pose any threat to the ship?"
"Of course not" the Doctor answered.
"Just checking" the Captain tried to smooth his feathers, "Keep me apprised. We need to know who she is"
"May I suggest," the Doctor said at his smuggest, "That she may be able to answer all of your questions once she's recovered?" The Captain looked at Chakotay and both left without responding.