"I Think I'll Keep You"
Licky:
Almost the whole crew of Voyager was mingling in Ten forward, with the exception of the senior staff of both Voyager and Enterprise, awaiting the start of the party. Most had kept in close contact with each other over the years, and had not drifted apart as the Senior staff had. Most had formed into small groups, consisting of their close friends- their family. Off in a corner, unnoticed, sat the Doctor. He couldn't be seen very well and was hidden under the darkness of space. He had in his hand a glass of brown ale, too warm to drink since he had be swirling it around in his hand for too long.
He watched the crew remember old stories and experiences. Many had brought their family aboard, for this reunion. The doctor thought back to Voyager, the place where he had grown, and learned to love. Now he sat in the corner, forgotten by the happy families.
"Disgusting." The doctor's voice was cold and menacing. "They really are pitiful creatures." He mused that he sounded a lot like one of the many aliens that he had come across with over the 7 years. "I should have believed him. He told me that they are all the same. I was just shielded from the truth. Now I can finally see."
Ever since he had stepped off Voyager on that triumphant day, he had been ignored. Starfleet asked nothing of him, and still only treated him as just a hologram. The crew forgot him, thinking only of their families. Who was he to go to? He had no one. The only people he had ever known were those in this crew. He still held hope in the Senior staff, the people who were his best friends. No one called. No one even cared.
He swirled his drink once more. "I think I'll keep you" he said softly to the drink, the only one who took a notice of him in this dark corner.
Licky:
Almost the whole crew of Voyager was mingling in Ten forward, with the exception of the senior staff of both Voyager and Enterprise, awaiting the start of the party. Most had kept in close contact with each other over the years, and had not drifted apart as the Senior staff had. Most had formed into small groups, consisting of their close friends- their family. Off in a corner, unnoticed, sat the Doctor. He couldn't be seen very well and was hidden under the darkness of space. He had in his hand a glass of brown ale, too warm to drink since he had be swirling it around in his hand for too long.
He watched the crew remember old stories and experiences. Many had brought their family aboard, for this reunion. The doctor thought back to Voyager, the place where he had grown, and learned to love. Now he sat in the corner, forgotten by the happy families.
"Disgusting." The doctor's voice was cold and menacing. "They really are pitiful creatures." He mused that he sounded a lot like one of the many aliens that he had come across with over the 7 years. "I should have believed him. He told me that they are all the same. I was just shielded from the truth. Now I can finally see."
Ever since he had stepped off Voyager on that triumphant day, he had been ignored. Starfleet asked nothing of him, and still only treated him as just a hologram. The crew forgot him, thinking only of their families. Who was he to go to? He had no one. The only people he had ever known were those in this crew. He still held hope in the Senior staff, the people who were his best friends. No one called. No one even cared.
He swirled his drink once more. "I think I'll keep you" he said softly to the drink, the only one who took a notice of him in this dark corner.