Thank you to all my reviews! I really appreciate it. I'm also aware that the chapters are getting gradually shorter due to school and homework as the term starts again, so here's one slightly longer, well looks longer to me.

Oh and I checked the dates on some star trek timeline so you can't nit pick for that.

"You're kidding right?" The captain shook her head. "Oh God, your not are you?"

"No," the captain said gently.

"What bad luck," Sam said.

"Tell me about it." Janeway sighed and sat back on the couch.

"Can we get back?"

"I'm trying, but the man on the array won't help us. We're working with the marquis."

"Which ship?" Sam asked quickly.

"I don't know."

"Who's captain of it?"

"A man named Chakotay."

"Oh," she replied and crossed her arms.

"Why?" Janeways eyes narrowed.

"No reason. How long will it take for us to get home?"

"75 years."

Sam frowned. "Great," she finally said. "Now I can catch up on some reading."

Janeway frowned; she couldn't tell if Sam was angry or upset at all. "Well I have reading suggestions."

"That's okay." Sam grinned. "Could be worse, could be going through dominion space."

"How do you know about them? That's classified."

"I know things." She said mysteriously, "They didn't do a very good job of keeping it classified, the dominion practically destroyed Deep Space 9 2 years ago."

"Stop talking I don't want to know if you know more." Sam laughed. "It's an hour to midnight; shouldn't you be getting to bed?"

"Probably."

"I have to show Chakotay round this ship tomorrow, while we're on the way to a planet."

"I'll stay out of your way then," Sam said getting up from the couch.

"Nice talking to you."

"Same." Sam left the room. Janeway shook her head.

"Sam's personal log:

It's 10th March 2371, currently about 4 in the morning, according to the ship chronometers, but you never know if their talking about GMT or the time in San Francisco, what ever the time is everyone's asleep.

Interesting its my aunts birthday 11 days after we got stuck here, her birthdays on the 20th, thank god mom sent her something back in the alpha quadrant so I didn't have to forget. Not blaming any one why we're out here though, cough Kathryn cough. Any way we're over 70 000 light years from home, but no ones going to give up hope of getting back."

Sam grinned.

"Hopefully it's going to be an interesting few days." She looked up, "I've been on this ship only a day, its already boring. I need to find the 0-G spot; I'll have to ask Kathryn about that." Sam sighed. "Stop recording." She got up from her desk and looked in her bag and put on some clean clothes and left the quarters.

"Samantha," hissed someone. She turned.

"Hi," she whispered back.

"Why are you up at four?"

"Why are you whispering?

"I'm the captain, I'm aloud."

"Fine. Why are YOU up?"

"My replicator has broken."

"It's four, why do you need your replicator?"

"Coffee."

"It's FOUR!"

"So we keep saying."

"You can use mine," she waved in the vague direction of her quarters.

"Thanks," the captain come into view.

"Did you go to sleep in your uniform?"

"Did you go to sleep in those clothes?"

"No."

"Then neither did I."

"What?" Sam said as she followed the captain into her quarters. "That makes no sense."

"Welcome to your mind after 4 hours sleep. Coffee black."

"You look tired, did you actually sleep?"

"No," the captain made a space on the bed and sat down with the cup of coffee.

"Worried?"

"Of course, when you have responsibilities you'll understand." Sam closed her eyes and bit back a response; the captain didn't seem to notice. "Thanks for the coffee." She left the quarters with the almost full cup.

Sam just shook her head.

"You're welcome," she said quietly.