Notes: Here's some more. It's not long, like some people requested,
but it's this or nothing for awhile. I'm not sure how much I'll be
able to in the weeks to come, since I'm busy with school, baby-sitting,
and stuff like that. But I will try to write more. And I plan on
writing more to Visions Of The Future and Shattered Innocence, hopefully
soon. Anyway, please read and review! ^_^
After what seemed like hours, Noel sat up on the bed, her face red and her eyes puffy from crying.
She hadn't slept at all, which was her plan, since she didn't want to have another dream like
that again. She just wanted that annoying doctor to leave her alone. She was afraid he would
ask her about the medicine, and she really didn't feel like talking about that. She was hoping
that she would wake up before he got a chance to ask her.
Out of the corner of her eye, she could see him coming out of his office. Quickly, she tried to
wipe away any evidence of her sorrow away with the back of her hand.
"I see you've awakened. Do you feel up to talking?" he asked.
"That depends. What do you want to talk about?"
"Well, we could start with why you were crying."
"I wasn't crying." she said, attempting to wipe away the tears that my still be on her face.
"Your face is red and puffy, and most likely sticky from the salt in your tears. Now, do you
want to talk about that, or something else, like why you tried to kill yourself?"
"I don't feel like talking about anything. And besides, if I were going to talk to someone about
this, shouldn't I be talking to a Shrink?"
"I'm afraid that I'm the closest thing on this ship to a "Shrink", as you call it."
"Great." she said sarcastically.
Tom took the clothes that he took from Sickbay, and spread them out on his and B'Elanna's bed,
trying to figure out why they seemed so familiar to him. There was a pair of dark, nearly black,
blue jeans that flared at the bottom, a black 3/4 sleeved t-shirt that tied at the chest and arms
in black leather, 3 inch high-heeled boots that came up to her knees, and a black net sweater
that was as long as a trench-coat. He set them up to look like some one was wearing them, but
then disappeared, leaving their clothes behind.
The sweater went on the bed first, then the pants, then the shirt, and the shoes he just put on
the floor in front of the outfit.
"These clothes are from the 21st century." he said to no one in particular.
Captain Janeway sat at her desk in her ready room, looking at the computer with a mug of coffee
in her right hand. Suddenly, the door chime rang. Without looking up from the computer, she
called for whoever was out there to come in.
The door swished open, revealing the First Officer, Chakotay.
"You wanted to see me, Captain?" he asked.
"Yes. I need to talk to you about something. Tom told me that he believes that Noel is from the
past."
"What makes him think that?"
"Well, first of all, her system was filled with 21st century pain killers, and secondly, she was
wearing 21st century clothes. Also, when The Doctor asked her about the medicine, she denied it,
and started talking to herself, telling herself to wake up. That she didn't like this dream."
"Have you asked her about it yet?"
"No, not yet. I'll be going to see her soon though. But I thought I'd talk to you first. Tom
said that he hasn't talked to The Doctor yet. He said he'd leave that to me.
"Anyway, I'd like you to take a team down to the surface and scan for anything that could have
brought her here."
"Alright. Is there anything else that I can do?"
"That's all, for now. Let me know what you find."
"Aye, Captain." he said, and left.
"I don't feel like talking about anything. I'm not suicidal, and I wasn't crying." she said,
climbing off the biobed. "Where's the bathroom? I need to pee."
"Through that door." he told her, pointing to the bathroom door.
Just as the bathroom door was closing, the door that led to the rest of the ship was opening.
The Captain was coming through, and came right to the doctor.
"How is she, Doctor?" she asked, concern etched on her face.
"Physically, she's fine. But mentally and emotionally, is a whole separate thing in itself.
Captain, I know we can't request that Starfleet send us a Psychiatrist, but I think that in this
case, I am under-qualified. I'm not trained for this kind of work."
"I understand, Doctor. I know that you're doing your best and thank you for trying. I need to
tell you something though. Can we go into your office?"
"Oh course." he said, and they both walked over to his office.
"Tom says that he believes that Noel is from the past. Her clothes are common with what they
wore in the early 21st century, and since it was 21st century medicine that you found in her
system, I think he's right." Janeway explained.
"That would explain why she thinks that this is a dream. After all, the furthest they had gotten
in space in the early 21st century, was to the moon." The Doctor stated.
"Exactly. Now, where is she? I'd like to talk to her."
"She's in the bathroom. She should be out in a few minutes though."
"Alright. I'll wait then."
In the bathroom, the dirty-blond haired girl sat on the floor, tears streaming from her eyes.
"God, please let me wake up. Please let me wake up and find that none of that happened. Please!"
she prayed.
She closed her eyes, and began banging her head against the wall, hoping to wake herself up.
Eventually, she started hitting so hard, that she knocked herself out.
"I'm getting worried. She should have been out by now." The Doctor said.
"Do you want me to go in and check on her?" Captain Janeway asked.
"If you don't mind." the hologram said.
"Not at all." she said, and stepped up to the bathroom door. She rang the chime, and called to
Noel. "Noel, this is Kathryn. Would you be able to come out? I need to talk to you."
No response.
"Noel, it's very important."
Still no response.
Kathryn cautiously opened the door and stepped in. What she saw shocked her.
"Doctor, I need you in here!" she called as she made her way toward Noel, trying to avoid stepping
in the blood that was on the floor.
"What's wrong?" the Doctor said, as he stepped into the bathroom. But Captain Janeway didn't
need to say anything. Immediately, The Doctor left and came back with a tricorter in his hand.
He quickly scanned her.
"Where's she bleeding from?" Janeway asked.
"Apparently, the back of her head. Help me get her to the surgical bay. I need to stop the
bleeding.
"Alright." Janeway said, grabbing Noel's arms as The Doctor grabbed her legs and they carried her
out.
Notes: I know that some of you wanted it longer, but then that would mean that you have to wait
longer. Please review and let me know what you thought about this chapter. ^_^ I don't mind
flames. But, if there is a problem with this, let me know what it is so I can fix it, instead
of just using "Colorful Metaphors", as Spock and Captain Kirk call them. Thanks for reading
this! ^_^
but it's this or nothing for awhile. I'm not sure how much I'll be
able to in the weeks to come, since I'm busy with school, baby-sitting,
and stuff like that. But I will try to write more. And I plan on
writing more to Visions Of The Future and Shattered Innocence, hopefully
soon. Anyway, please read and review! ^_^
After what seemed like hours, Noel sat up on the bed, her face red and her eyes puffy from crying.
She hadn't slept at all, which was her plan, since she didn't want to have another dream like
that again. She just wanted that annoying doctor to leave her alone. She was afraid he would
ask her about the medicine, and she really didn't feel like talking about that. She was hoping
that she would wake up before he got a chance to ask her.
Out of the corner of her eye, she could see him coming out of his office. Quickly, she tried to
wipe away any evidence of her sorrow away with the back of her hand.
"I see you've awakened. Do you feel up to talking?" he asked.
"That depends. What do you want to talk about?"
"Well, we could start with why you were crying."
"I wasn't crying." she said, attempting to wipe away the tears that my still be on her face.
"Your face is red and puffy, and most likely sticky from the salt in your tears. Now, do you
want to talk about that, or something else, like why you tried to kill yourself?"
"I don't feel like talking about anything. And besides, if I were going to talk to someone about
this, shouldn't I be talking to a Shrink?"
"I'm afraid that I'm the closest thing on this ship to a "Shrink", as you call it."
"Great." she said sarcastically.
Tom took the clothes that he took from Sickbay, and spread them out on his and B'Elanna's bed,
trying to figure out why they seemed so familiar to him. There was a pair of dark, nearly black,
blue jeans that flared at the bottom, a black 3/4 sleeved t-shirt that tied at the chest and arms
in black leather, 3 inch high-heeled boots that came up to her knees, and a black net sweater
that was as long as a trench-coat. He set them up to look like some one was wearing them, but
then disappeared, leaving their clothes behind.
The sweater went on the bed first, then the pants, then the shirt, and the shoes he just put on
the floor in front of the outfit.
"These clothes are from the 21st century." he said to no one in particular.
Captain Janeway sat at her desk in her ready room, looking at the computer with a mug of coffee
in her right hand. Suddenly, the door chime rang. Without looking up from the computer, she
called for whoever was out there to come in.
The door swished open, revealing the First Officer, Chakotay.
"You wanted to see me, Captain?" he asked.
"Yes. I need to talk to you about something. Tom told me that he believes that Noel is from the
past."
"What makes him think that?"
"Well, first of all, her system was filled with 21st century pain killers, and secondly, she was
wearing 21st century clothes. Also, when The Doctor asked her about the medicine, she denied it,
and started talking to herself, telling herself to wake up. That she didn't like this dream."
"Have you asked her about it yet?"
"No, not yet. I'll be going to see her soon though. But I thought I'd talk to you first. Tom
said that he hasn't talked to The Doctor yet. He said he'd leave that to me.
"Anyway, I'd like you to take a team down to the surface and scan for anything that could have
brought her here."
"Alright. Is there anything else that I can do?"
"That's all, for now. Let me know what you find."
"Aye, Captain." he said, and left.
"I don't feel like talking about anything. I'm not suicidal, and I wasn't crying." she said,
climbing off the biobed. "Where's the bathroom? I need to pee."
"Through that door." he told her, pointing to the bathroom door.
Just as the bathroom door was closing, the door that led to the rest of the ship was opening.
The Captain was coming through, and came right to the doctor.
"How is she, Doctor?" she asked, concern etched on her face.
"Physically, she's fine. But mentally and emotionally, is a whole separate thing in itself.
Captain, I know we can't request that Starfleet send us a Psychiatrist, but I think that in this
case, I am under-qualified. I'm not trained for this kind of work."
"I understand, Doctor. I know that you're doing your best and thank you for trying. I need to
tell you something though. Can we go into your office?"
"Oh course." he said, and they both walked over to his office.
"Tom says that he believes that Noel is from the past. Her clothes are common with what they
wore in the early 21st century, and since it was 21st century medicine that you found in her
system, I think he's right." Janeway explained.
"That would explain why she thinks that this is a dream. After all, the furthest they had gotten
in space in the early 21st century, was to the moon." The Doctor stated.
"Exactly. Now, where is she? I'd like to talk to her."
"She's in the bathroom. She should be out in a few minutes though."
"Alright. I'll wait then."
In the bathroom, the dirty-blond haired girl sat on the floor, tears streaming from her eyes.
"God, please let me wake up. Please let me wake up and find that none of that happened. Please!"
she prayed.
She closed her eyes, and began banging her head against the wall, hoping to wake herself up.
Eventually, she started hitting so hard, that she knocked herself out.
"I'm getting worried. She should have been out by now." The Doctor said.
"Do you want me to go in and check on her?" Captain Janeway asked.
"If you don't mind." the hologram said.
"Not at all." she said, and stepped up to the bathroom door. She rang the chime, and called to
Noel. "Noel, this is Kathryn. Would you be able to come out? I need to talk to you."
No response.
"Noel, it's very important."
Still no response.
Kathryn cautiously opened the door and stepped in. What she saw shocked her.
"Doctor, I need you in here!" she called as she made her way toward Noel, trying to avoid stepping
in the blood that was on the floor.
"What's wrong?" the Doctor said, as he stepped into the bathroom. But Captain Janeway didn't
need to say anything. Immediately, The Doctor left and came back with a tricorter in his hand.
He quickly scanned her.
"Where's she bleeding from?" Janeway asked.
"Apparently, the back of her head. Help me get her to the surgical bay. I need to stop the
bleeding.
"Alright." Janeway said, grabbing Noel's arms as The Doctor grabbed her legs and they carried her
out.
Notes: I know that some of you wanted it longer, but then that would mean that you have to wait
longer. Please review and let me know what you thought about this chapter. ^_^ I don't mind
flames. But, if there is a problem with this, let me know what it is so I can fix it, instead
of just using "Colorful Metaphors", as Spock and Captain Kirk call them. Thanks for reading
this! ^_^