Notes: Hey! Sorry it's taken so long to get this out. I haven't been doing very much writing lately, at least in the way of fan fiction. I've got a lot of recent poetry at fiction press, if you'd like to see it.

Anyway, I wont keep you waiting. Read on! (And review when you're done!)

Chakotay, Tom, and Harry had searched the planet diligently but couldn't find anything that could possible cause time travel. They beamed back to the ship and the commander went to the captain's ready room with a report.

Kathryn sighed heavily after Chakotay left the room. This was not what she wanted to hear. This poor girl was stuck here and they couldn't help her get home. She knew that she had to explain to Noel what was happening, but she didn't know how. At least she had a few more hours to contemplate how she would say it. She was in surgery at the moment.

She leaned forward in her chair and concentrated on what she would say. This wouldn't be easy. She began to silently recite to herself what she was going to say when she suddenly heard and all-too-familiar voice.

"It's a shame that there are so many teen suicides these days."

She looked up angrily. "Q!" she said, "Why did you do this?"

"What do you mean? Why did I save that poor little girls life? I don't know, really. It just came over me to help her, and who better to help than you?" He replied as he walked over to her desk. Janeway stood up.

"How can this be helping her? Do you realize what kind of psychological trauma can occur from this kind of change in her life? If you wanted to save her life, why not send her to a hospital near her home?"

"What home?"

"The one that she grew up with. You know, her mom, dad, maybe even brothers and sisters? She belongs with them, not me."

"I shouldn't tell you this, but when she took the pills her parents were in a terrible automobile accident and died. She had no brothers and sisters. Her grandparents were all dead and her mother was an only child. Her father had one sister, unmarried, who was dying a severe cancer and wouldn't live for another 2 months. What can I say? I felt sorry for the girl."

Kathryn meant to speak, but there was nothing she could say. She knew Q well enough to know that he wouldn't lie about this. From what she could see there was nothing that he could benefit from saving this girls life. Either there was more to this story, or he had one lonely compassionate bone in his body that finally made itself known.

The woman sat down in surrender. "What do you want me to do for her?"

"Make her better. When she is completely healed of all her psychological issues I will send her back to start her life over again."

"Why not keep her here. It will take a long time to get her to where you want her, especially after I tell her about her parents. She'll be used to this time by then. Why send her back if she has nothing left there?"

"Oh, there's one thing still there that is waiting for her return." Q said.

"What?"

"I've told you far too much, now I must be going. Tootles!" He snapped his fingers and in a flash of light, was gone.

Kathryn was left by herself, unsure of how to explain this one to anybody.

Several hours after the surgery was over, Noel finally woke up. She had had another nightmare about that night and hoped that nobody heard her screaming.

As she opened her eyes she saw a figure walking over to her. No, wait, it was two figures. Or was it three? She couldn't tell. Her vision was blurry and all she could really see were swirls of black, blue, and red, moving closer and closer to her. The red stopped moving and the blue moved to the other side of her. The black split in half and stayed with the two colors.

She heard voices, but couldn't make out what they were saying. She saw something moving over her face and the rest of her body, which was all blue, and became very confused. 'This must be another dream. I didn't really wake up. This is a least a little better than the last one. No one is hurting me.'

She closed her eyes and tried to sleep, but then she suddenly felt a strange sensation in her neck. The voices became more audible, but she refused to open her eyes. She didn't want to see who was talking. She feared that they were maybe some strange concoction that her mind created. She decided to listen to what they were saying.

"But, aside from a concussion and a severe headache, she should be fine." a male voice said. It sounded strangely familiar, but she couldn't place it with a face.

"Good. Do you think she'll be up to talking to me any time soon?" a female voice asked. This voice was familiar too, but she had even more trouble placing it with a face. She liked this voice better though. It belonged to a woman. She didn't like men at all.

She went back to listening.

"I'll come by in a couple hours, when she's more alert." the female voice said.

'Oh no!' Noel thought, 'Don't leave me with him! Please!' She heard a swish and everything was silent except for the humming of the man.

Noel began to panic. 'What if he tries to do something to me? God, don't let him touch me.'

She began to moan and heard the man speak.

"Noel, Noel." he was calling her name. 'Don't respond. Ignore him.' She stopped moaning, but when she felt his hand on her shoulder, she couldn't help but let out a scream.

"Please, don't hurt me!" she pleaded as she turned over into a fetal position, still refusing to open her eyes. She began to sob uncontrollably. 'This dream is just as bad as the last one.' she thought.

"I have no intention of hurting you, Noel. I'm here to help you."

Noel didn't hear him through her own sobs and started to rock back and forth. "Wake... up..." she repeated to herself. "Wake... up..."

Suddenly, she felt another hand on her shoulder, a smaller hand. She was surprised and let out a little gasp in between sobs. She heard a soothing voice saying, "Shhh... everything is going to be alright." It was the woman. She came back. Had it been two hours already? She wasn't sure. She knew now, though, that with the woman there, she felt safe. She wouldn't do anything to hurt her.

Noel relaxed her body, still refusing to open her eyes. Her sobs died down to soft whimpers and she stopped shaking. She now felt the energy she used for crying leave her body and became very sleepy. Reluctantly, she gave into the darkness that wanted to take over.

Notes: So, what did you think? Tell me in a review! Sorry it was so short and again, I'm sorry that this took so long to get out.