Janeway, Seven, and Chakotay all pondered possible reasons the Borg would need the Chronospatial Flexure for when Captain Janeway's comm badge beeped.

"Bridge to Janeway." Harry Kim's voice arrived over the comm.
            "Janeway here, go ahead."

"I can't explain it, but sensors say that the flexure leads to Earth in the early twenty-first century."

"Are you certain."

"Yes Captain."

"I'll be right there, Janeway out." She said, tapping her badge. She left the room, followed by Chakotay and Seven of Nine.

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The turbolift doors slid open, leaving Captain Janeway to walk on the bridge.

"I want a constant surveillance of the Borg cube. Keep us at a safe distance. Go to warp if the Borg attack us." Janeway commanded. Tuvok's console beeped loudly.

"Captain. The Borg are initiating a transport." Tuvok intoned.

"Source?" Janeway asked.

"Inside the flexure."

"Can you disrupt it?"

"Negative." Harry Kim replied.

"Move the patterns onto our pattern buffers."

"We've got them."

"Re-materialize them in transporter room one," Janeway commanded, "Resume course for the Alpha Quadrant, Mister Paris, maximum warp. Janeway went to sit back down when the view screen changed. A pale, white skinned woman appeared on it. She had no hair, but did have a strange device jutting from the back of her head. It was the Borg Queen.

"Janeway. You have exactly 30 seconds to deliver the ones in the trasporter beam back." The Queen said.

"And leave those people to be assimilated, I don't think so." Janeway retorted.

"You have no idea what your meddling in, do you?"

"What I need to know is that I'm stopping the torture of innocent people! End transmission and resume course." Janeway spat.

"Aye, ma'am." Tom Paris replied, as the stars on the view screen began to fly by.

"If anybody needs me, I'll be in my ready room." Janeway said, walking to the ready room. Once inside, she replicated a cup of coffee. She had only started to sip it when her comm beeped again.

"Sickbay to Janeway. You may want to see this." The Doctor's came through the comm. Captain Janeway was distressed by the tone of urgency in his voice.

"On my way, Janeway out." She said, walking to the turbolift on the bridge.

"What's wrong?" Chakotay asked.

"The Doctor needs me in sickbay."

 "Care if I come?" Chakotay asked, and was replied with a shake of the Captain's head.