Disclaimer: I do not own Star Trek or M*A*S*H. I certainly am not making
any money by writing this story.
Author's note: This story ignores the relationship between Seven and Chakotay in the last episode of Voyager. Also, I began writing this before Homecoming and its sequel were published.
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Seven of Nine is in the astrometrics lab. The screen displays the stars and a simulation Voyager. She correlates data together that the astrometric sensors recorded during Voyager's fall through time. Seven presses a few more buttons in order to save the data in its new configuration. She then exits the lab and moves efficiently down the corridor. The path is one that the Captain had taken over a year ago. Only, of course, Seven of Nine does not get lost. Mr. Harren is starring at several PADDs, making calculations. His first away mission may have given him friends, but it hadn't really changed the man. Once a theorist always a theorist.
"Mr. Harren," Seven states in her usual even tone.
"Hold on a moment. One more calculation," Harren responds, not even bothering to look up.
"I require your assistance. You will accompany me to the astrometrics lab."
He looks up, frowns a little, "My help? That's something I haven't heard yet."
"Your theoretical expertise is needed to analyze sensor data from before and after our time travel."
"Alright, anything to get us home a little faster."
The journey to the lab is made in mutual silence. Seven is pleased that for once work can be completed without the uncomfortable need for small talk. They stop in front of the main consol. Seven allow Harren to page through the data.
"It appears to be a form of energy. Could you add it to the veiwscreen."
Seven complies. The energy particles form a very recognizable shape. Harren's mouth opens in shock while Seven raises an eyebrow.
"I believe that is a funnel," Seven states with just a hint of surprise, "I have used one in my cooking attempts."
Author's note: This story ignores the relationship between Seven and Chakotay in the last episode of Voyager. Also, I began writing this before Homecoming and its sequel were published.
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Seven of Nine is in the astrometrics lab. The screen displays the stars and a simulation Voyager. She correlates data together that the astrometric sensors recorded during Voyager's fall through time. Seven presses a few more buttons in order to save the data in its new configuration. She then exits the lab and moves efficiently down the corridor. The path is one that the Captain had taken over a year ago. Only, of course, Seven of Nine does not get lost. Mr. Harren is starring at several PADDs, making calculations. His first away mission may have given him friends, but it hadn't really changed the man. Once a theorist always a theorist.
"Mr. Harren," Seven states in her usual even tone.
"Hold on a moment. One more calculation," Harren responds, not even bothering to look up.
"I require your assistance. You will accompany me to the astrometrics lab."
He looks up, frowns a little, "My help? That's something I haven't heard yet."
"Your theoretical expertise is needed to analyze sensor data from before and after our time travel."
"Alright, anything to get us home a little faster."
The journey to the lab is made in mutual silence. Seven is pleased that for once work can be completed without the uncomfortable need for small talk. They stop in front of the main consol. Seven allow Harren to page through the data.
"It appears to be a form of energy. Could you add it to the veiwscreen."
Seven complies. The energy particles form a very recognizable shape. Harren's mouth opens in shock while Seven raises an eyebrow.
"I believe that is a funnel," Seven states with just a hint of surprise, "I have used one in my cooking attempts."