Chapter 4

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Seven woke suddenly, with sunlight shinning in her eyes. She groaned, not wanting to leave this comfortable bed she had been sleeping in.

"Good Morning!" a strange voice called out to her. Unable to keep her eyes open for long, she kept them shut. "I see you've finally decided to wake up!"

"Hum?" She shot up realizing that she had no clue where she was, "Where am I?"

"You're at home, sweetie." he laughed, "You must have had more to drink last night than I thought! Common, I've just made a fresh pot of Coffee; it will clear your head."

Seven thought for a minute, and decided she could use some food. So she followed this mysterious man down stairs.

Seven could smell many aromas, and she walked down the stairs and into what look like a kitchen. Assortments of strange foods were set out on the table.

"I made pancakes, your favorite." he was trying to tempt her, realizing he hadn't succeeded he said, "What's wrong dear? You're acting so strange."

"I am just tired." She replied, playing along. "Thank you."

She began to eat her pancakes, amused, thinking of what the doctor would think if he saw her eating something that is not in her basic foods. Seven took one bite and she was in heaven, the tastes came together perfectly in her mouth, creating a perfect flavor.

"How did you make this?" She asked the man, standing over the frying pan.

"You taught it to me, Annika. Are you ok?" he asked again. "Ye-No, I am not. I do not remember any of this. I do not remember you, I'm sorry." She admitted. He looked over at her, star-struck, and unable to say anything. "She doesn't remember me?" he asked himself. "After 5 long years, she doesn't remember anything. No, she must be going crazy."

"Maybe I should call the doctor." He finally got out. He turned to the phone and told the computer to call the doctor. "I'm sorry, I'm just tired. Maybe I should go back to bed." Seven was still confused. "Do I really know this person. "

"I'll send Dr. Hevcs over to check on you soon." he paused, looking at his confused wife, "Are you sure your ok? Do you need help getting up the stairs?" he continued, trying to get closer to his distance wife. "I will be fine, thank you for the pancakes." She said a walked up the stairs.

Voyagers Bridge was filled with smoke, and countless fires had started everywhere.

"Shields!" Chakotay yelled to his Tactical officer, from his command chair.

"36%!"Tuvok yelled back, trying to keep the emotion from showing in his words. "Harry, what is their status?" Chakotay asked trying to find some hope in there situation. "No Damage" Voyager was hit once again, sending everyone flying through the air.

Chakotay was the first to get up, finding the bridge filled with smoke and bodies spewed across every console. Groaning, he picked himself off the ground and managed to drag himself to the command chair. He looked at his small data screen.

"Shields at 5%. Great!" he said out loud. Suddenly, he heard grunting behind him. "Harry?" he slowly lifted himself out of his chair and went around to the Ops station to check on his friend. "Are you ok?" Harry groaned again.

Chakotay could see a large cut on the side of his head, bleeding profusely. He tapped his combadge, realizing that only static could be heard and he rested is aching head against the metal bulkhead. Images of Kathryn flashed through his head, just before he lost consciousness. Her laughing, smiling, or crying- they all made him miss her even more. He looked at his side, seeing her there, helping him through this hard time, like she had always done. "I'll never forget you." He promised, just before he passed out.

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Dysis looked up, the white lights blinding her vision. They had put her on a bed, a very cold metal bed, and injected something to make her sleep. As she fell asleep, images of a Man appeared in her mind. She felt close to him, as if he comforted her, even when she was so alone. When she awoke, the image was still there, lingering in her thoughts.

"Chakotay." The name floated out of her mouth, as if it fit with the man. It somehow felt right. All of a sudden, she felt cold against her once free arms and legs, restricting her from movement. She stayed silent and sat for what felt like hours, just dreaming of how this man- Chakotay- could be related to her past.

"Chakotay." She repeated the word over and over. She heard movement behind her and a sudden shuffling of feet. "Lets see if this works." A mysterious voice was heard from behind her said with excitement. A blast of energy was felt all through Dysis' body. Unable to keep her pain in any longer, she let out a long scream-letting out all of her pain and hate for these people who have taken everything from her.
In a dark closet, hidden from view of most people, Naomi hid, escaping from the vigorous battle around her. She had done this since she was a small child. Always wondering if the ship would make it thought this battle, this on going war each year that barely seemed to stop. Her mother was frequently on the bridge at the time, and Naomi always worried for her mother's life. She felt the ship shake, and then an odd sense of nausea swept over her, causing her to leave her haven and run to the nearest bathroom.

She hadn't gone to her secret place in years. Since she was 5, as she had grown up she felt no need for the protective area. She was used to the ongoing battles, because she had known no other life. She was born on "Voyager" she grew up on "Voyager", and every so often she was sure she was going to die on "Voyager". She as 9 now, or equivalent to about an 18 year old human. The haven used to feel so big, she could move around so easy and was able to fit food and different comforts in here. Now she was hardly able to fit in there with out curling up into a small ball. She had been coming there more often now, ever since the Captain went missing, and even more when Seven left. They were her role models, when she was younger, more naïve, all she ever wanted be was the Captain's Assistant- helping the Captain with diplomatic problems and such stuff like that. Now she realized that it was just a childish dream. Still, Naomi loved and respected the Captain more than ever. She was her source of strength, when ever Naomi believed that something couldn't be done, all she had to do was think of the Captain and all the things she had been throw, then the problem would seen easy. She had thrown-up in an empty storage container which was lying around the now empty cargo bay 3. The Red Alert siren was still blaring as she walked out into the hallway.

"Where is everyone?" she asked herself.

Then there was Seven. When she first came aboard she was scared of this Ex-Borg, but soon realized at Seven was just a big child at heart. She had never grown up so, Naomi and her became close. Naomi loved Seven with all her heart, and they had become closer over the past years.

She turned a corner and entered the turbolift.

"Bridge." She told the computer, and then the soothing sounds of the lift, eased her thoughts. The lights were low, and the Alert siren could still be heard all thought Naomi was she hadn't felt weapons hit the ship in over half an hour.

The bridge was not brighter than the Turbolift. There were fires everywhere, and bulkheads were scattered. She frantically looked around for Commander Chakotay and found him near the Ops Station.

Naomi rushed over to him and found him unconscious beside Harry Kim. Naomi injected the Commander with a hyperspray she found in the emergency med kit.

Chakotay's eyes flickered open, but still were blurry. He tried to sit up, but relinquished back to lying down, after he felt very dizzy. He looked up at the person who had just awoken him.

"Naomi," he smiled, "Your not supposed to be on the bridge during a Red Alert"

She laughed back at him, "Well I thought that this was a matter of emergency, sir. Are you ok? What happened?"

"Just a bit dizzy, I'll be alright." Again, Chakotay started to sit up, ignoring the throbbing pain in his head. "We were attacked by a race called the Hejorans. They wouldn't respond to hails and just kept firing on our weak point- the places that were never repaired from the last attack. There was a big explosion and everyone on the bridge became unconscious. When I last checked the shield they were at 5%." He told her, intentionally not mentioning that he woke up minutes before. The images were still fresh in his mind. God, Kathryn looked so beautiful!

Naomi walked over to Ops, checked the shields, and the stasis of the ship.

"I know you really don't want to hear this commander, but we're dead in the water." She looked over at her commanding officer, the "Captain" of Voyager for the past three months. Realizing she was staring she quickly regained herself. She realized that her mother was not on the bridge she said, "My Mom, where is she?"

Chakotay paused for a second, trying to think straight. Sam, Sam where was she.

"Engineering. I sent her down there to help B'Elanna. I assume she is still there."

"If your alright commander, I would like to go see if she is alright, and check on the rest of the crew. I'll find out where the Doctor is and send him up here."

"Yeah, I'll be ok. Go find your mom. Thanks Naomi."

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