Author's Note: Thanks to all my reviewers again! This story would not be going without you!!! I really am grateful! Honest! So now that there is a plot I am going some where with this big boy… all 11 pages in Microsoft Word! - Single spaced. Okay so for all you a devoted reader here goes more. I'm kinda tired from soccer tournament and am taking time to write this six hours from home… So I apologize if things are not to long… am v. tired. Onward! Hope you like…

"Attention all crew members" her voice sounded hollow in her ears, and her heartbeat pounded in her head, which felt as if it was going to explode. People had always said that a Captain was supposed to go down with their ship, but she never expected it to be her. As willing as she was when she accepted the position of Captain, her feelings quickly turned into feelings of fright and nausea. She was going to die.

"You are to report to the escape pods, acting in standard Starfleet procedure. The pods are programmed to jettison when all crew members are accounted for. So move quickly… Janeway out". The bridge crew looked at her, uncertain how to react. They knew that she was not going with them… the pods were not programmed to wait for the Captain… Commander Chakotay looked around at the crew. "You heard her…" he called. "Move it!" he moved toward her. "Captain… you too."

"Commander I'm afraid that's not possible."

"You have to come… don't you want to get home?"

Her voice rose to a tear choked yell. "What chance do we have of getting home with no ship to get us there?!" He stood silent as she moved closer toward him, and stared him down. "It is the Captain's prerogative to stay on the ship… now get the hell off my bridge."

He calmly faced her and replied "No". His words echoed on the now deserted bridge. "I will not abandon you here…"

"You have no choice… the pods will not jettison without you…"

"But they will with you!"

"Commander, Chakotay, please!" her voice suddenly switched to an almost helpless tone. "Please Chakotay…" her eyes were brimming with tears.

"We can stop the breach…"

"GO!" As he looked at her, tears streaming down her face, he knew what he had to do. As he walked toward the doors, and stood by them as they opened, he called out to her one last time. "Kathryn…" Her head snapped in attention. "You can stop the collapse… you've done it a million times before… I know you can…" And with that the doors hissed shut. She knew how, of course she knew how! That wasn't the question, even if they restored structural integrity the Kazon were still out there, hell bent on destroying Voyager. "All the more reason to fix this mess Kathryn…" she muttered out loud. As she left the bridge she saw Chakotay waiting for her, holding the door to the Jeffries tube open for her. "After you ma'am…"

It took them ten minutes to restore structural integrity… but as the Kazon continued to fire, she ordered the escape pods to jettison anyway. Commander Chakotay had insisted on staying behind, and as they watched the pods float away she knew it was a death sentence for all of them unless there was a way to stop the Kazon. A blast shook the ship, and that damn monotone female voice spoke again. "Warning Warp Core is offline, shields down to 9%, life support is down 30%..." as the computer continued to ramble on about the ships problems she looked over at Chakotay, no longer Commander in her mind. No, he was Chakotay to her now. "There has to be a way to stop the Kazon" she turned to him. "There is, I'm sure of it…" she continued, not entirely confident that there was a way with such heavy damage to the ship. Her mind focused on how to defeat the ship firing at them. She knew that this really could be the end, but at least if she died, she would not be alone. And that was the greatest comfort of all.