"How is my son Captain? Is he going to be okay? I could just kill those boys for putting Reese through that!" Lois said, panicked. Lois, Hal, and Captain Janeway were in the ready room.

Janeway was slightly taken aback. This woman had bellowed and screamed at her children for a good portion of their time on Voyager, yet here she is, fretting over her son's safety. "The Doctor has him in surgery right now. Your son will be fine, we have the best Doctor in the quadrant." Janeway replied, gesturing widely.

            Hal looked at her puzzled, "You make it sound like there's no other doctor's out here!"

            Janeway sighed. Putting her two fingers to her temple, she said "No, I was simply stating that…" She sighed again, "Why don't we go down to sickbay and check on The Doctor's progress."

            "Thank you Captain, this has just been eating me alive." Lois replied.

            "Why do you keeping calling your doctor The Doctor? Doesn't he have a name?" Hal asked. Lois glared at him.

            "Mr. Wilkerson, our doctor is a hologram, he hasn't chosen a name for himself yet." Janeway replied.

            "But…"

            "HAL!" Lois shouted.

            "Follow me…" Janeway stated.

*                                  *                                  *                                  *

            "Neelix to security! Emergency in the mess hall. Send a team." Neelix shouted panicked into his comm. Dewey had gone practically crazy after eating the brownie.

            Dewey crouched under one of the tables, foaming at the mouth. A group of Ensigns ran from the table as Dewey snapped at them.

            "What is wrong with him?!" Shouted an crewman.

            Neelix paced a little and replied exasperated "I-I don't… know! All I did was give him a brownie!" The crewman sneered slightly at Dewey and ran from the mess hall, bumping into a security officer on his way out.

            The security officer creeped up on Dewey, phaser readied and set to stun. "It's okay, I'm just going to bring you to sickbay. The Doctor will help you— OW!" The man shouted, "HE BIT ME!" He went to run from the room.

            "Wait! Where are you going?" Neelix asked, panicking.

            "Sickbay, he could have something!"

            "But what am I supposed to do?"

            "The rest of the team will be here shortly."

            "But—" Neelix said, as the mess hall doors slid shut. "Umm… Umm… Ah! Neelix to the Captain!" He said into his comm.

            "Janeway here."

            "Captain, I have Dewey here in the mess hall. I only gave him a brownie. I didn't mean—" He sputtered.

            "Calm down Mr. Neelix! What happened?"

            "Well, Dewey has gone wild! Does his mother—"

            In the background of the comm, Lois shouted, "You let him eat sugar!? He can't metabolize sugar."

            "Have a security team bring him to sickbay, Mr. Neelix."

            "Thank you Captain." Neelix said, tapping his comm again to deactivate it. Neelix moaned loudly as Dewey attached himself to a Lieutenant's leg screaming.

*                                  *                                  *                                  *

            It was safe to say that Captain Janeway was pretty fed up with the Wilkersons. Hal lectured all the way to sickbay on how easy it should be for The Doctor to pick a name. Janeway's heels thudded against the carpeted doors as the sickbay doors slid open.

            "But wouldn't the assimilation tubules cause the surrounding tissue to become necrotic?" Malcolm asked. He and The Doctor were leaning over the nearly back to normal Reese.

            The Doctor glanced over to Malcolm, "It would, if not for the nanoprobes in his bloodstream. They keep the systems functioning, thusly keeping the tissue alive."

            "You mean the tissues are still alive? It looked rotted!"

            "Well, I said the tissues were alive, not healthy. If you examine the tissues closely, it has been modified to sustain the—Captain! I didn't see you there!" The Doctor stated.

            "Don't let me interrupt Doctor." Janeway said sarcastically, raising her hands into the air.

            "How can I help you?"

            "Well—" Janeway began.

            "How is my son?" Lois asked, "Is he going to be okay?"

            "He'll be just fine." The Doctor replied.

            "Are you certain?"

            "Trust me." The Doctor answered, "You've seen Seven, she's one of my success stories. Icheb is around here somewhere. He's one of my later works."

            "Will he look normal?" Hal piped in, "Seven isn't that reassuring."

            "He'll be fine," The Doctor replied, "He wasn't in the collective long enough for his body to become dependent on his cybernetic systems."

            "So Doctor—" Janeway began.

"Neelix to the Captain!" Neelix's voice rang over the comm. His voice sounded panicked.

            "Janeway here." She replied.

            "Captain, I have Dewey here in the mess hall. I only gave him a brownie. I didn't mean—" Neelix sputtered.

            "Calm down Mr. Neelix! What happened?"

            "Well, Dewey has gone wild! Does his mother—"

            Lois gasped, then shouted "You let him eat sugar!? He can't metabolize sugar."

            "Have a security team bring him to sickbay, Mr. Neelix." Janeway replied.

            "Thank you Captain." Neelix answered as the comm turned off.

            The Doctor looked over to Malcolm. "It seems fairly routine, he'll only need a hypospray injection. If you grab the one on my tray on the far left, I'll program it. Consider this a nudge in the medical career field."

            "You want me to treat Dewey? He's nuts! He'll bite me or something!" Malcolm replied quickly.

            "You'll be fine Malcolm. He'll most likely be restrained by the time he gets here."

            "Restrained!?" Lois questioned loudly.

            The Doctor took a breath, or more rather emulated what he had seen his organic counterparts do countless times before, but Janeway replied first, "Mrs. Wilkerson, your sons will be fine. As I told you, we have the best doctor in the quadrant, and with him training Malcolm, they'll all be better off. Now, why don't you too try out the holodeck again."

            Hal glanced at Lois, a smirk on his face. He put his hand on her back and guided her out of sickbay. As they walked, a crewman came in cradling his hand.

            "What's wrong?" The Doctor asked the man, not looking up from his work.

            "That… targ in the mess hall bit me!" The man spat.

The Doctor walked over to the crewman and waved his medical tricorder over him. "You have what Naomi Wildman would refer to as a boo-boo. Malcolm can treat you. Just grab the dermal regenerator, press the button on the side, and wave it over his wound until it heals." The Doctor stated to both the crewman and Malcolm.

"I'll leave you alone." Captain Janeway replied, leaving.

["I can do this… the dermal regenerator… oh crap… I hope this is the right one!"]

Malcolm grabbed a device from The Doctor's cart and activated it. He waved it over the crewman's arm, and the skin pulled itself closed.

["Phew…"]