Authors Note: I'm really, really sorry for not updating this for so long,
but I've been very busy because I just finished high school. I promise the
next part won't take so long! ~Cheeky.
JANEWAY:
It was about two hours later when we finally had the truth out of our guests. Although I can't really blame them for not wanting to tell us. The information they had, had the same potential to rip apart history as we knew it, as ours did. I shook my head. I sat at the head of the table as usual and looked at the faces around me. Harry was sitting next to Chakotay and the Doctor, while Tom and B'Elanna were sitting on my other side along with Neelix.
Colonel Jack O'Neill was sitting with his team at the opposite end of the table to me. I had been watching their faces carefully throughout the briefing, and I noticed that they didn't show much - except for a deep pain and anger every time someone mentioned the Goa'uld. It was as if there was so much of it inside them that they couldn't keep it all from showing. And something deep inside me rose to the surface and I knew I had to help them heal that pain - if it were possible at all. They deserved so much better after all they had done.
Tuvok was still on the bridge, since I had given him the command. He was monitoring the briefing through an open comm. channel. He had remained almost completely silent through out SG-1's whole story, and had only helped me briefly when I had explained our universe to them.
Seven, too, wasn't here because she had remained in Astrometrics to analyse the data we had taken of the surge and subsequent wormhole we had felt. She was also listening via an open comm. channel, but unlike Tuvok, she had not said anything.
I watched the four tortured people sitting in front of me and raised an eyebrow. "So how did you end up in our dimension?"
Jack looked at me. "We were given mission to destroy a Goa'uld base." He said getting straight to the point. "We 'gated into the planet . . . "
"Gated?" I asked, slightly confused.
"Travelled through the gate." Mia explained.
"We 'gated to the planet, blew up our target and retreated." Jack continued, his voice dry and unemotional. "We ran into some Jaffa, and a few gliders, before we managed to open the 'gate. The Tok'ra went through first, and then the rest of my team. I was hit by a staff blast when I tried to go through, but I managed to get through the 'gate before it exploded."
"That would explain the jolt." Daniel said.
Jack nodded. "The jolt knocked me out. And the next thing I remember is waking up here."
"Colonel O'Neill." Seven said through the comm. link. "Would the destruction of this 'stargate' have affected the wormhole in any unusual ways?"
Jack looked at Riley and she nodded slightly. "Yes it would have." She said to Seven in answer. "The destruction of the 'gate would have caused the stored energy within it to be suddenly released, causing a surge within the structure of the wormhole, making it more powerful. This is probably what allowed us to cross dimensions."
"But should not the wormhole have deposited you on Earth?" Seven asked.
"Yes." Riley agreed. "But if what you say is true, this is probably the only gate left within your universe, and the only 'gate we could have come through."
"Indeed. The Borg have not come across this technology before, and that signifies it does not exist outside this planet." Seven said.
"The Vulcans have no knowledge of this technology either." Tuvok said.
I frowned. This was going to make things difficult. If no one had come across this technology before, then there was a good chance that no one else knew anything about it - and because of that it would be harder to find out what had gone wrong. "Seven, I want you to continue analysing the data until you find anything to help us." I ordered. "Commander Chakotay, report to Astrometrics. Help Seven."
I turned to the four guests in front of me. "Let's find you some quarters." I said. "You could probably use some sleep and a decent meal."
Jack shook his head. "No thank you, Captain." He said. "We do not need food or sleep. But we would appreciate a room."
I nodded, half to myself. No sleep? I would have to get the Doctor to watch them. I was just contemplating what to do about that, when Tuvok's voice came back over the comm. His voice sounded as calm and controlled as ever, but his words sent a shiver down my spine.
"Captain." He said. "A Borg Cube has just exited warp. It has just spotted us, and is changing course."
I stifled a groan. Just what we needed. Borg!
"Tuvok, sound Yellow Alert." I ordered.
The lights dimmed, and I turned to the rest of my crew. "Report to your stations." I ordered. "We'll discuss this again later."
After a chorus of 'Aye, Captain's', the crew scattered, and I jumped to my feet. Chakotay had remained behind, in case I had more specific orders and stood like a reassuring presence behind me. I looked at Jack, and made a split-second decision. "Come with us to the bridge." I said.
Jack nodded, as if sensing the tension of the situation. Just as we left the briefing room Tuvok's voice came over my comm. again. "The Borg Cube is now on an intercept vector." He stated.
"I'm on my way." I said. "Run evasive pattern eight delta four."
"Aye, Captain." Tuvok replied.
I raced up to the bridge, and almost threw myself into my command chair - the only thing stopping me was the fact Captain's just didn't do that - no matter what. "Mr. Paris!" I said. "Lose them."
Then I remembered our previous encounters with the Borg. "Remodulate shields to random harmonics." I ordered.
I felt Chakotay sit down beside me. I glanced over at him, and he nodded. I smiled softly. Sometimes I didn't know what I would do without Chakotay. He always thought of the things I didn't. Like finding a place on the crowded bridge for our guests so that they could see, but not get in the way.
"The Borg are following." Tuvok said. "And are now within firing range."
Voyager shuddered as it was hit by a blast. "Shields to 95%." Tuvok said.
"Return fire!" I snapped. "Red Alert. Crew to battle stations!"
The bridge turned red under the glow of the lights, as the view screen flashed in front of me, and I came face to face with a Borg Drone. "We are the Borg. Prepare to be assimilated. Resistance is futile." The familiar words echoed through the bridge.
"I don't think so." I said. "Harry, cut communications."
"Aye, Captain."
"Shields at 84%." Tuvok's voice came again.
Voyager continued to shudder as it was hit by the Borg weapons. "Maximum warp, Mr. Paris." I ordered.
"Aye Captain." He said.
But before we could get far enough away from the Borg ship, we were hit with a huge blast of energy. The force of the impact made Voyager jerk forward and threw me out of my seat. "What was that?" I snapped as I stood up.
"Some sort of high energy weapon." Tuvok said. "It is unlike anything we have encountered before."
I nodded. "Damage report."
"Shields are down to 54%." Tuvok said.
"No hull damage."
"Systems remain active."
"Keep firing at that thing!" I said. "And Mr. Paris, I want to get away from them!"
"Engineering to bridge!" B'Elanna's voice came over the comm. "The engines can't take much more of this!"
"Understood." I said. "Mr. Paris!"
Another blast hit us, and I was thrown forward once again. Chakotay hit the deck beside me. Sparks flashed as some of the consols exploded. Chakotay winced as something hit him on the cheek, drawing blood. I saw him reach a hand to the wound, gently touching it before he got to his feet once again.
"Shields at 37%." Tuvok said, somehow having managed to keep his feet.
Anther blast hit the ship, as I got to my knees and knocked me sprawling again. Then another hit. Panic was trying to raise its ugly head. I had to do something! This ship and its crew was depending on me!
"Shields at 12%" Tuvok said, as another blast hit, and suddenly Voyager was dead in space.
"Slowing to impulse." Tuvok said.
We hung there for a moment, coming to a complete stop, and waited for the final blow, but nothing came. "Status report!" I barked, finally climbing to my feet.
"We are completely off line." Tuvok said.
"No helm control." Said Tom.
"Communications and scanners are down." Harry reported.
I sighed, and was about to send a general order out over the comm links, when the ship shuddered slightly. I turned to Chakotay, and stifled a gasp as Voyager disappeared around me.
* * *
CHAKOTAY:
I stood silent for a moment looking at the spot where Kathryn had just stood. Then I mentally shook myself. I had to do something. Voyager was in trouble! "Report!" I barked. "Who's missing?"
"From the bridge, Lieutenant Paris and the Captain." Tuvok said, as calm as ever. "Internal sensors are down, so I cannot monitor the rest of the crew."
I growled softly as I realised that with Voyager offline, we were virtually blind and defenceless. "We'll have to do this the hard way then." I said with a sinking feeling. "How long will it take to repair Voyager's essential systems?"
"Without knowing the extent of the damage, between four and ten hours." Tuvok replied.
"Do your best." I said. "And try and get the scanners online as soon as possible. I want to know what's going on out there."
"Chakotay?" said a soft male voice behind me.
"Yes?" I turned to see Dr. Daniel Jackson standing there, a concerned look on his face.
"The Colonel and Riley are missing too."
I stifled another groan. Things were getting bad.
* * *
It turned out that only a few members of the crew were missing - only those that seemed to be of interest to the Borg. In short, along with the Captain, Paris, Colonel O'Neill and Lieutenant Colonel Riley; Seven and B'Elanna were also missing.
I had set up security patrols on all decks, but so far nothing had happened. We had taken some damage to the rear of the ship and I had sent two teams to have a look, but so far there was nothing.
The rest of the crew had been assigned to repair duty. The sooner we got Voyager online, the sooner we could get our missing crew back.
I had kept Daniel and Mia near me on the bridge, and assigned them to the security detail on guard. I was helping with the repairs on the bridge when the call came in. "Commander!" Lieutenant Frier, the commander of one of the security teams surveying the damage, yelled. "The Borg are on the ship! I repeat, there are Borg on the ship!"
"Seal of the area!" I ordered, at the sounds of phaser fire. "Security teams retreat and cease fire!"
As if things couldn't have gotten any worse.
JANEWAY:
It was about two hours later when we finally had the truth out of our guests. Although I can't really blame them for not wanting to tell us. The information they had, had the same potential to rip apart history as we knew it, as ours did. I shook my head. I sat at the head of the table as usual and looked at the faces around me. Harry was sitting next to Chakotay and the Doctor, while Tom and B'Elanna were sitting on my other side along with Neelix.
Colonel Jack O'Neill was sitting with his team at the opposite end of the table to me. I had been watching their faces carefully throughout the briefing, and I noticed that they didn't show much - except for a deep pain and anger every time someone mentioned the Goa'uld. It was as if there was so much of it inside them that they couldn't keep it all from showing. And something deep inside me rose to the surface and I knew I had to help them heal that pain - if it were possible at all. They deserved so much better after all they had done.
Tuvok was still on the bridge, since I had given him the command. He was monitoring the briefing through an open comm. channel. He had remained almost completely silent through out SG-1's whole story, and had only helped me briefly when I had explained our universe to them.
Seven, too, wasn't here because she had remained in Astrometrics to analyse the data we had taken of the surge and subsequent wormhole we had felt. She was also listening via an open comm. channel, but unlike Tuvok, she had not said anything.
I watched the four tortured people sitting in front of me and raised an eyebrow. "So how did you end up in our dimension?"
Jack looked at me. "We were given mission to destroy a Goa'uld base." He said getting straight to the point. "We 'gated into the planet . . . "
"Gated?" I asked, slightly confused.
"Travelled through the gate." Mia explained.
"We 'gated to the planet, blew up our target and retreated." Jack continued, his voice dry and unemotional. "We ran into some Jaffa, and a few gliders, before we managed to open the 'gate. The Tok'ra went through first, and then the rest of my team. I was hit by a staff blast when I tried to go through, but I managed to get through the 'gate before it exploded."
"That would explain the jolt." Daniel said.
Jack nodded. "The jolt knocked me out. And the next thing I remember is waking up here."
"Colonel O'Neill." Seven said through the comm. link. "Would the destruction of this 'stargate' have affected the wormhole in any unusual ways?"
Jack looked at Riley and she nodded slightly. "Yes it would have." She said to Seven in answer. "The destruction of the 'gate would have caused the stored energy within it to be suddenly released, causing a surge within the structure of the wormhole, making it more powerful. This is probably what allowed us to cross dimensions."
"But should not the wormhole have deposited you on Earth?" Seven asked.
"Yes." Riley agreed. "But if what you say is true, this is probably the only gate left within your universe, and the only 'gate we could have come through."
"Indeed. The Borg have not come across this technology before, and that signifies it does not exist outside this planet." Seven said.
"The Vulcans have no knowledge of this technology either." Tuvok said.
I frowned. This was going to make things difficult. If no one had come across this technology before, then there was a good chance that no one else knew anything about it - and because of that it would be harder to find out what had gone wrong. "Seven, I want you to continue analysing the data until you find anything to help us." I ordered. "Commander Chakotay, report to Astrometrics. Help Seven."
I turned to the four guests in front of me. "Let's find you some quarters." I said. "You could probably use some sleep and a decent meal."
Jack shook his head. "No thank you, Captain." He said. "We do not need food or sleep. But we would appreciate a room."
I nodded, half to myself. No sleep? I would have to get the Doctor to watch them. I was just contemplating what to do about that, when Tuvok's voice came back over the comm. His voice sounded as calm and controlled as ever, but his words sent a shiver down my spine.
"Captain." He said. "A Borg Cube has just exited warp. It has just spotted us, and is changing course."
I stifled a groan. Just what we needed. Borg!
"Tuvok, sound Yellow Alert." I ordered.
The lights dimmed, and I turned to the rest of my crew. "Report to your stations." I ordered. "We'll discuss this again later."
After a chorus of 'Aye, Captain's', the crew scattered, and I jumped to my feet. Chakotay had remained behind, in case I had more specific orders and stood like a reassuring presence behind me. I looked at Jack, and made a split-second decision. "Come with us to the bridge." I said.
Jack nodded, as if sensing the tension of the situation. Just as we left the briefing room Tuvok's voice came over my comm. again. "The Borg Cube is now on an intercept vector." He stated.
"I'm on my way." I said. "Run evasive pattern eight delta four."
"Aye, Captain." Tuvok replied.
I raced up to the bridge, and almost threw myself into my command chair - the only thing stopping me was the fact Captain's just didn't do that - no matter what. "Mr. Paris!" I said. "Lose them."
Then I remembered our previous encounters with the Borg. "Remodulate shields to random harmonics." I ordered.
I felt Chakotay sit down beside me. I glanced over at him, and he nodded. I smiled softly. Sometimes I didn't know what I would do without Chakotay. He always thought of the things I didn't. Like finding a place on the crowded bridge for our guests so that they could see, but not get in the way.
"The Borg are following." Tuvok said. "And are now within firing range."
Voyager shuddered as it was hit by a blast. "Shields to 95%." Tuvok said.
"Return fire!" I snapped. "Red Alert. Crew to battle stations!"
The bridge turned red under the glow of the lights, as the view screen flashed in front of me, and I came face to face with a Borg Drone. "We are the Borg. Prepare to be assimilated. Resistance is futile." The familiar words echoed through the bridge.
"I don't think so." I said. "Harry, cut communications."
"Aye, Captain."
"Shields at 84%." Tuvok's voice came again.
Voyager continued to shudder as it was hit by the Borg weapons. "Maximum warp, Mr. Paris." I ordered.
"Aye Captain." He said.
But before we could get far enough away from the Borg ship, we were hit with a huge blast of energy. The force of the impact made Voyager jerk forward and threw me out of my seat. "What was that?" I snapped as I stood up.
"Some sort of high energy weapon." Tuvok said. "It is unlike anything we have encountered before."
I nodded. "Damage report."
"Shields are down to 54%." Tuvok said.
"No hull damage."
"Systems remain active."
"Keep firing at that thing!" I said. "And Mr. Paris, I want to get away from them!"
"Engineering to bridge!" B'Elanna's voice came over the comm. "The engines can't take much more of this!"
"Understood." I said. "Mr. Paris!"
Another blast hit us, and I was thrown forward once again. Chakotay hit the deck beside me. Sparks flashed as some of the consols exploded. Chakotay winced as something hit him on the cheek, drawing blood. I saw him reach a hand to the wound, gently touching it before he got to his feet once again.
"Shields at 37%." Tuvok said, somehow having managed to keep his feet.
Anther blast hit the ship, as I got to my knees and knocked me sprawling again. Then another hit. Panic was trying to raise its ugly head. I had to do something! This ship and its crew was depending on me!
"Shields at 12%" Tuvok said, as another blast hit, and suddenly Voyager was dead in space.
"Slowing to impulse." Tuvok said.
We hung there for a moment, coming to a complete stop, and waited for the final blow, but nothing came. "Status report!" I barked, finally climbing to my feet.
"We are completely off line." Tuvok said.
"No helm control." Said Tom.
"Communications and scanners are down." Harry reported.
I sighed, and was about to send a general order out over the comm links, when the ship shuddered slightly. I turned to Chakotay, and stifled a gasp as Voyager disappeared around me.
* * *
CHAKOTAY:
I stood silent for a moment looking at the spot where Kathryn had just stood. Then I mentally shook myself. I had to do something. Voyager was in trouble! "Report!" I barked. "Who's missing?"
"From the bridge, Lieutenant Paris and the Captain." Tuvok said, as calm as ever. "Internal sensors are down, so I cannot monitor the rest of the crew."
I growled softly as I realised that with Voyager offline, we were virtually blind and defenceless. "We'll have to do this the hard way then." I said with a sinking feeling. "How long will it take to repair Voyager's essential systems?"
"Without knowing the extent of the damage, between four and ten hours." Tuvok replied.
"Do your best." I said. "And try and get the scanners online as soon as possible. I want to know what's going on out there."
"Chakotay?" said a soft male voice behind me.
"Yes?" I turned to see Dr. Daniel Jackson standing there, a concerned look on his face.
"The Colonel and Riley are missing too."
I stifled another groan. Things were getting bad.
* * *
It turned out that only a few members of the crew were missing - only those that seemed to be of interest to the Borg. In short, along with the Captain, Paris, Colonel O'Neill and Lieutenant Colonel Riley; Seven and B'Elanna were also missing.
I had set up security patrols on all decks, but so far nothing had happened. We had taken some damage to the rear of the ship and I had sent two teams to have a look, but so far there was nothing.
The rest of the crew had been assigned to repair duty. The sooner we got Voyager online, the sooner we could get our missing crew back.
I had kept Daniel and Mia near me on the bridge, and assigned them to the security detail on guard. I was helping with the repairs on the bridge when the call came in. "Commander!" Lieutenant Frier, the commander of one of the security teams surveying the damage, yelled. "The Borg are on the ship! I repeat, there are Borg on the ship!"
"Seal of the area!" I ordered, at the sounds of phaser fire. "Security teams retreat and cease fire!"
As if things couldn't have gotten any worse.