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Chapter 22

Dylan Hunt landed a right hook on a punching back in the gym, sending the bag swinging.

Andromeda appeared in her holographic form in front of Hunt. "Captain a ship has just appeared on my screen."

Hunt put his arms down and grabbed the punching bag, stopping its motion. "What kind of ship is it?"

"I scanned the ship and it's not like anything in my database so I checked the file containing information on our visit from Captain Janeway and her crew. It would appear that the ship to our fore side is the U.S.S. Voyager," the hologram informed.

Hunt's eyes opened wide at the news. "Voyager? Did it come through a wormhole?"

The hologram followed the captain as he grabbed a towel. "Aye sir, it did come through a wormhole."

"Andromeda, put through a call to Voyager and ask if they need any assistance. Have everyone meet me on Command," Hunt ordered before leaving the gym.

"Aye sir, I am hailing Voyager now," Holo Rommie announced before flickering away.

Hunt entered Command to find Anasazi at his station. Valentine and Trance Gemini arrived moments later to see Captain Janeway on the view screen.

Valentine raised an eyebrow at seeing Voyager's captain again. Trance Gemini studied the view screen intently.

"Captain Janeway this is a pleasant surprise. How were you able to get to our universe?" Hunt asked.

Janeway leaned forward in her captain's chair. "A wormhole appeared in our vicinity and we couldn't keep the ship from heading into it. I have my engineering crew trying to determine how we lost control of helm functions."

Hunt glanced over at Trance Gemini. "Trance, do you have any ideas what is going on here?"

The golden skinned woman frowned back at the High Guard captain. "I'm sorry Dylan I can't say much but I have a bad feeling about this."

Hunt took a deep breath and turned his attention back to Janeway "Is there anything I or my crew can do to help Captain?"

"We don't need assistance at the moment Captain. I'll let you know if we need anything," Janeway assured. "It's nice to know there's a friendly face out here at least."

"We do what we can Captain Janeway. How is Lieutenant Paris by the way?" Hunt asked with genuine concern.

Janeway looked over at the helmsman and motioned him over. "Why don't you have a look for yourself Captain Hunt?"

Paris entered the picture on the view screen and stood next to Janeway. "Hello Captain Hunt. Thanks for asking about me. I was wondering if you had heard anything about Harper."

Hunt's expression immediately told Janeway and Paris all they needed to know. Paris had been concerned about Harper and Q2 ever since the trial ended.

"Well, I hope no news is good news. At least Harper knows his way around Earth," Paris remarked lightly, trying not to show too much concern.

"I take it you haven't heard from Q since the trial," Hunt observed.

Janeway sighed at having to give unpleasant news. "No but Q is rather mercurial so it really doesn't surprise me. He might turn up now though seeing as how we just arrived in your universe."

Hunt nodded thoughtfully, "Good point Captain Janeway. Your trip may just have gotten Q's attention. You don't believe he had anything to with your arrival here do you?"

"No I don't believe so. He's actually been behaving himself lately," Janeway reasoned.

"Captain Hunt, would you provide me with some information on this quadrant? We may need a place to pull in for repairs."

Valentine approached the view screen and stood next to Hunt. "I'm sorry Captain Janeway but the closest repair station is two slip jumps away. This area is pretty much owned by Nightsiders and other assorted lowlife so I suggest you be on your guard."

"I'll see to it you receive detailed information on this quadrant Captain. And The Andromeda will watch your back until you're able to figure out a way to get back to your universe. In the meantime why don't I come over and deliver the information to you in person?" Hunt suggested.

Janeway nodded her head in agreement. "I was just going to suggest the same thing Captain Hunt. Why don't you bring your senior staff with you?"

Hunt looked over at Anasazi at his station who appeared bored by the whole conversation. "We'll be there Captain. I'll leave tactical officer Anasazi behind as I'd prefer to have a member of my senior staff remain behind just in case anything happens."

"Understood Captain. I'll look forward to seeing you at 18:00 hours," Janeway informed before the transmission ended.

Q2 tried to remain interested in the footage Harper had captured of the interior of the Hall of Records. The teenager knew why Harper had taken the video, now playing on a jury rigged monitor, for a good reason. The video would give the engineer the layout of the interior of the building. Q2 just wasn't sure what to look for so he got up and lay down on an old mattress. Before he knew it he had fallen asleep.

Harper heard the soft snoring coming from Q2's direction and looked over in the teen's direction. The engineer decided it was time for a short break and went about finding the CD's he had promised to Nighthawk.

Just as Harper found the first CD the silent alarm went off. Harper gently woke up Q2 and instructed the teenager to silently follow him.

The two laid in waiting behind the washing machine. Five intruders walked into the room and eyed the stash Harper had collected. As soon as the intruders were close enough Harper gave the signal to attack.

Harper had already picked up a piece of wood and used it to fend off the knife attack by one of the intruders while sending another flying with a kick to the intruder's chest.

Two other intruders also had knives and tried using them on Q2 but the teenager was quick enough to evade their lunges. Q2 managed to trip up one of his attackers while wrestling the other to the ground.

Having dispatched his two attackers Harper took care of the lone intruder who stood back watching the whole event. Harper guessed he was the leader and was waiting to get involved until it was necessary. Harper grabbed a shiv dropped by one of the attackers and waited for the leader to make a move. As soon as the leader lunged at Q2 Harper with a shiv Harper threw his own shiv at the leader, hitting him in the back. The leader fell to floor unconscious and most likely dead from what Harper could tell. Harper then pulled one of the attackers off of Q2 and socked him across the jaw. The attacker was sent reeling backwards to the cement floor. As he landed the attacker hit his head and was knocked out. The remaining attacker had managed to cut a slice in Q2's arm before the teenager kicked him off. Harper then kicked the attacker twice, rendering the attacker unconscious.

Harper hurried to Q2's side as the teenager sat up holding his left arm. Harper quickly examined the 2-inch slice just below the elbow and saw that it wasn't very serious.

"It doesn't look too bad Simon. I believe you'll live," Harper informed as he grabbed his backpack and pulled out some antiseptic spray and a clean shirt. The engineer gave a few sprays of the antiseptic and dabbed the wound with the shirt.

"Thanks, I didn't realize how much pain hurts," Q2 joked with a grimace on his face.

Harper couldn't help but grin at the humor. "Yeah it really isn't the most pleasant of sensations. We'll just stay here tonight and go to the Hall of Records tomorrow."

"I could still go, my cut isn't that bad." Q2 protested.

"No go Simon. The Ubers have too good a sense of smell for you to go. They'd smell the fresh blood a mile away and follow the scent right to us," Harper argued as he finished bandaging the cut.

Q2 could deny the logic in Harper's argument and grew silent. Harper tried to make light of the situation not wanting the kid to feel guilty. "Don't worry Simon; I can always wait until after your sentence is over to go into the Records Building. I'll just prolong my vacation here in paradise."

Q2 stood up faced the engineer. "No way Harper, your cousin may not be able to wait that long. I want to help you find out if he's alive."

Harper put his hands on Q2's shoulders and looked directly into the teen's blue eyes. "I believe you want to help Simon. I appreciate that but I couldn't live with myself if you get hurt trying to information that may not exist."

"Alright but just because I can't go doesn't mean you can't go either. Why don't you just go tonight as planned? I'll be fine here by myself," Q2 assured as opened a can of soda. Maybe you could rig this place up to dispose of any intruders stupid enough to try.

Harper exhaled and bit at his lower lip. "No Simon. You're my responsibility and I won't leave you here alone. I'll go to the Records Building some other time."

Q2 could see he wasn't going to win this argument and sat on the mattress. "I guess if you don't want to go I can't make you."

"That's right. But I'm just curious Simon; what do you know about my cousin Brendan's whereabouts?" Harper questioned lightly.

Q2 leaned back against the wall and stretched his legs out in front of him. "Like I told you before, I can't tell you anything I may know about you cousin, which isn't really much."

Satisfied that Q2 was being honest Harper dropped the subject. "So whadya say we try to sort through the CDs we've got. No use giving Nighthawk all of the good stuff."

Harper and Q2 sorted through the CDs before Harper worked fixed up a broken down CD player. The two new friends spent most of the night listening to the CDs. A few hours later they had set aside half a dozen CDs of the best music to keep.

Satisfied with their music selection the Earther and the Q Continuum member decided to call it a night and get some sleep.