Chapter two
New Assignments
Captain's Log: Stardate 58946.2
"The Titan is near the end of its first assignment of patrolling the Neutral Zone. We have not heard what our next mission will bring us. But, we are about to receive a new operations officer and medial officer, and hopefully they'll be able to give us some direction on what we are going to do."
William T. Riker finishes his log as captain of his ship. As he leans back in his chair in his ready room, he wonders why Starfleet gave him a ship. His excitement of taking command quickly faded when he took over for Captain Sanders. And it was also apparent that Starfleet was looking over his shoulder every time he made an order. He was just as uncomfortable as his new officers. But, he knew that this wouldn't be like the Enterprise.
As Harry Kim walked to the bridge of the Titan, he couldn't help but wonder why Admiral Janeway assigned him to this ship. He wanted to be on Chakotay's ship, but apparently Starfleet had other plans. It wasn't Janeway's fault-she was just following orders. That would be something that he would have to do. It had been nine years since he had a new assignment and a new crew to get along with. It was relatively simple on Voyager, in they were all alone so they had to get along. He enters the turbolift thinking that he would be a fine addition to this crew.
The turbolift doors open right into the ready room, a new design for ships. Captain Riker is sitting at the desk, and Commander Troi is at the other end of the desk reviewing something on a pad. He enters stands at attention and says, "Lieutenant Harry Kim reporting for duty, sir."
"At ease, Lieutenant." Riker says calmly. "I see you know your way around the ship. Many people still use the bridge to enter. But Starfleet's idea that unauthorized people on the bridge is just plain-." Riker cut himself off as Troi gave him a stern look.
"I'm ready to serve you with the best of my ability, sir." Kim says to ease the tension that has filled the room.
Troi breaks in, "I see that you were recently promoted from Lt. Junior grade. Do you think that that was justified?"
Harry seems confused at the question, but then again these two officers did serve on the Federation flagship for fifteen years. "I am not sure how to respond, Commander."
"To put it mildly, I don't like you Lieutenant. The only person who seems to have faith in you Admiral Janeway. As for the rest of Starfleet they seem to not have faith in any of us in the Beta Quadrant." Riker responds.
"But in the interest of fairness, we can try to give you a chance." Troi breaks in trying to let Riker calm down.
"Will there be anything else, sir?" Harry asks.
Riker seems almost annoyed with Harry, but says, "You're dismissed, Lieutenant."
As Kim leaves Deanna leans over and asks, "Why were you so hard on him? Not everyone can adjust well after being away for seven years."
Riker thinks for a minute, and then realizes he was wrong. "I'm sorry, Deanna. I just can't-I mean it just doesn't make sense why we have not had any memorable moments on this ship."
"I know Will, but this isn't the Enterprise. We knew when we left that things may be difficult."
As Troi finishes, an officer calls over the com, "Commander, we have your mother on subspace. She wants to speak with you."
Troi gets up and says as she leaves, "And you think you have problems."
On Earth, it seems that everything is normal. People are going about their business. The sun glistens off of San Francisco Bay. The light reflects on the windows of Starfleet command. We look into on of those windows and we see Admiral Kathryn Janeway speaking with some other admirals.
"We just can't allow anyone to take a ship, no matter how decorated or well known that they are Kathryn. You know as well as we do that Starfleet isn't happy with some of you actions in the Delta Quadrant. Making an alliance with the Borg, traveling to the past, even taking in Borg children."
"Well..." the Admiral, and former commander of Voyager says, "I didn't think that Starfleet would turn it's back on some of it's most experienced officers. I would think that you would have more faith in us."
"Between you and us, it's the council's descion. They want more younger officers to begin a new era for Starfleet. Many of these older officers you described, are also filled with controversy. Just between you and Captains Riker, Chakotay, and Picard you have over 300 violations of Starfleet regulations."
"All of which were under extenuating circumstances."
"But it seems that these circumstances happen a lot under your commands."
"Very well then. I thank you gentlemen for your time."
As Janeway leaves she knows that there must be another way to get back to the Delta Quadrant. The fact that Starfleet abandoned the Pathfinder project after they returned was absurd. They could have found a way to use the Borg subspace hub to make contact with the Delta quadrant species that were allies of theirs. They can't even get a message to Neelix on New Talax. Janeway then thinks maybe there is a way. But just then she finds a familiar face.
"Tuvok!" Janeway gleefully replies.
"Admiral Janeway. I thought I could find you here."
Tuvok is adorned in a traditional Vulcan robe. He seems almost pleased to see her.
"I see that you're cured of you condition. That's good to know."
"Yes. Two years of meditation and interaction with my family, has had a positive effect."
"That good to know." Janeway says. But then she has an idea, "Say Tuvok, when is Voyager scheduled to be sent to mothballs on the moon."
"I believe it is today, Admiral. What are you suggesting?"
"Just wait and see, old friend." Janeway say as the turbolift doors close.
In a medical lab in Starfleet headquarters, Doctor Beverly Crusher seems almost annoyed when her 'collegue' has contaminated on of her experiments.
"How could you have done this? I worked for three weeks setting this up." She angrily asks.
Her colleuge, a tall bald 'man' says, "If you would have bothered to search the archives, you would have found that I have already done this. It was also in the database about the Vidiians. So don't try to say that it was necessary."
"Just because you have an unlimited memory, doesn't mean you're a better doctor, Doctor. I can just delete your program from the database."
"Your idle threats don't scare Dr.Crusher. And besides the last time you tried, Starfleet security put encryption codes on my program so that no one can tamper with my program."
"Holographic doctors! What was Dr. Zimmerman thinking. Why not holographic helmsman so that they could smash into every ship and spacedock in the Federation."
"Your reputation preceeds you Doctor Crusher. That is your prevalent disdain for emergency medical holograms."
As the two doctors get back to work, the turbolift doors open. The officer nearest to the door says, "Admiral on deck."
Janeway and Tuvok proceed to the Doctor, that is Voyager's EMH.
"Well Doctor, it seems that you have done well since you left Voyager."
"Admiral Janeway-" he pauses for a second, "Tuvok, I had not realized that you had returned."
"Yes, my activities on Vulcan are complete."
"Well did you receive my message?"
"Yes, Admiral. I would says it's a bit risky, but why not."
Crusher breaks in, "What would be so risky, as to not let anyone else here know?"
"Something that needs to be done. You're welcome to come along, Doctor Crusher." Janeway says.
"It sound intriguing, whatever it is. Just as long I can bring someone else."
"I think I know who you have in mind."
Mile O'Brien, like everyone else seemed bored with his life. He had no excitement in his life. He didn't miss that war or trying to fix every little thing that went wrong with the station but he just needed something more than grading papers and attending lectures.
As he packed his things, he gets a message from Beverly Crusher of all people.
"How are you doing Chief? she asks over the screen.
"I'm doing well-or as well as can be. I know a lot of people are unhappy with the new direction of the Federation."
"Well-would you like to do something that would be a little dangerous?"
O'Brien thought a minute and replies, "Yes. Yes I would."
"Then meet us at these coordinates." She says.
"Alright. I'll see you there." As O'Brien leaves he thinks about leaving a note, but thinks this won't take long.
Hanging in space the USS Appalachia is slowly making it's way through a nebula. The ship is one that survived a multitude of battles in the Dominion War and the Borg assault in 2372. It's commander and crew are not stranger from being away from the main fleet. Most of the crew of Voyager were assigned to this ship after it returned.
As for the Maquis crewmember, they were taken to trial and after a plea by then Captain Janeway they were given reprieves. Their service aboard Voyager showed that they could be trusted with Starfleet service. The captain of this ship also owes Janeway with his push for this command.
Captain Chakotay sat in his chair on the bridge, thinking about the old days aboard Voyager. He couldn't help but feel a little at home here. The was Tom Paris, his first officer and now a Lieutenant Commander. Starfleet felt that his checkered past could be overlooked with a special attaché on board, Lieutenant Samuel Howard, a member of Starfleet intelligence and the security chief on Appalachia. There was also Tom's wife B'Ellana Torres, the half-human, half-Klingon chief engineer. She was also a Lt. Commander, although she and Tom both had to take the bridge officers tests to qualify for service aboard. And last but not least there was Ensign Anika Hansen, or formerly called Seven of Nine. Although people who didn't know her called her by given human name, the people on board here still call her Seven. She had been interrogated and examined to find out how much she knew. It wasn't so bad until it came time for Captain Jean-Luc Picard to try to get information. She knew him as Locutus in the collective, and there was animosity between them. Picard always thought she was holding back something. But he thought that about everyone on Voyager.
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New Assignments
Captain's Log: Stardate 58946.2
"The Titan is near the end of its first assignment of patrolling the Neutral Zone. We have not heard what our next mission will bring us. But, we are about to receive a new operations officer and medial officer, and hopefully they'll be able to give us some direction on what we are going to do."
William T. Riker finishes his log as captain of his ship. As he leans back in his chair in his ready room, he wonders why Starfleet gave him a ship. His excitement of taking command quickly faded when he took over for Captain Sanders. And it was also apparent that Starfleet was looking over his shoulder every time he made an order. He was just as uncomfortable as his new officers. But, he knew that this wouldn't be like the Enterprise.
As Harry Kim walked to the bridge of the Titan, he couldn't help but wonder why Admiral Janeway assigned him to this ship. He wanted to be on Chakotay's ship, but apparently Starfleet had other plans. It wasn't Janeway's fault-she was just following orders. That would be something that he would have to do. It had been nine years since he had a new assignment and a new crew to get along with. It was relatively simple on Voyager, in they were all alone so they had to get along. He enters the turbolift thinking that he would be a fine addition to this crew.
The turbolift doors open right into the ready room, a new design for ships. Captain Riker is sitting at the desk, and Commander Troi is at the other end of the desk reviewing something on a pad. He enters stands at attention and says, "Lieutenant Harry Kim reporting for duty, sir."
"At ease, Lieutenant." Riker says calmly. "I see you know your way around the ship. Many people still use the bridge to enter. But Starfleet's idea that unauthorized people on the bridge is just plain-." Riker cut himself off as Troi gave him a stern look.
"I'm ready to serve you with the best of my ability, sir." Kim says to ease the tension that has filled the room.
Troi breaks in, "I see that you were recently promoted from Lt. Junior grade. Do you think that that was justified?"
Harry seems confused at the question, but then again these two officers did serve on the Federation flagship for fifteen years. "I am not sure how to respond, Commander."
"To put it mildly, I don't like you Lieutenant. The only person who seems to have faith in you Admiral Janeway. As for the rest of Starfleet they seem to not have faith in any of us in the Beta Quadrant." Riker responds.
"But in the interest of fairness, we can try to give you a chance." Troi breaks in trying to let Riker calm down.
"Will there be anything else, sir?" Harry asks.
Riker seems almost annoyed with Harry, but says, "You're dismissed, Lieutenant."
As Kim leaves Deanna leans over and asks, "Why were you so hard on him? Not everyone can adjust well after being away for seven years."
Riker thinks for a minute, and then realizes he was wrong. "I'm sorry, Deanna. I just can't-I mean it just doesn't make sense why we have not had any memorable moments on this ship."
"I know Will, but this isn't the Enterprise. We knew when we left that things may be difficult."
As Troi finishes, an officer calls over the com, "Commander, we have your mother on subspace. She wants to speak with you."
Troi gets up and says as she leaves, "And you think you have problems."
On Earth, it seems that everything is normal. People are going about their business. The sun glistens off of San Francisco Bay. The light reflects on the windows of Starfleet command. We look into on of those windows and we see Admiral Kathryn Janeway speaking with some other admirals.
"We just can't allow anyone to take a ship, no matter how decorated or well known that they are Kathryn. You know as well as we do that Starfleet isn't happy with some of you actions in the Delta Quadrant. Making an alliance with the Borg, traveling to the past, even taking in Borg children."
"Well..." the Admiral, and former commander of Voyager says, "I didn't think that Starfleet would turn it's back on some of it's most experienced officers. I would think that you would have more faith in us."
"Between you and us, it's the council's descion. They want more younger officers to begin a new era for Starfleet. Many of these older officers you described, are also filled with controversy. Just between you and Captains Riker, Chakotay, and Picard you have over 300 violations of Starfleet regulations."
"All of which were under extenuating circumstances."
"But it seems that these circumstances happen a lot under your commands."
"Very well then. I thank you gentlemen for your time."
As Janeway leaves she knows that there must be another way to get back to the Delta Quadrant. The fact that Starfleet abandoned the Pathfinder project after they returned was absurd. They could have found a way to use the Borg subspace hub to make contact with the Delta quadrant species that were allies of theirs. They can't even get a message to Neelix on New Talax. Janeway then thinks maybe there is a way. But just then she finds a familiar face.
"Tuvok!" Janeway gleefully replies.
"Admiral Janeway. I thought I could find you here."
Tuvok is adorned in a traditional Vulcan robe. He seems almost pleased to see her.
"I see that you're cured of you condition. That's good to know."
"Yes. Two years of meditation and interaction with my family, has had a positive effect."
"That good to know." Janeway says. But then she has an idea, "Say Tuvok, when is Voyager scheduled to be sent to mothballs on the moon."
"I believe it is today, Admiral. What are you suggesting?"
"Just wait and see, old friend." Janeway say as the turbolift doors close.
In a medical lab in Starfleet headquarters, Doctor Beverly Crusher seems almost annoyed when her 'collegue' has contaminated on of her experiments.
"How could you have done this? I worked for three weeks setting this up." She angrily asks.
Her colleuge, a tall bald 'man' says, "If you would have bothered to search the archives, you would have found that I have already done this. It was also in the database about the Vidiians. So don't try to say that it was necessary."
"Just because you have an unlimited memory, doesn't mean you're a better doctor, Doctor. I can just delete your program from the database."
"Your idle threats don't scare Dr.Crusher. And besides the last time you tried, Starfleet security put encryption codes on my program so that no one can tamper with my program."
"Holographic doctors! What was Dr. Zimmerman thinking. Why not holographic helmsman so that they could smash into every ship and spacedock in the Federation."
"Your reputation preceeds you Doctor Crusher. That is your prevalent disdain for emergency medical holograms."
As the two doctors get back to work, the turbolift doors open. The officer nearest to the door says, "Admiral on deck."
Janeway and Tuvok proceed to the Doctor, that is Voyager's EMH.
"Well Doctor, it seems that you have done well since you left Voyager."
"Admiral Janeway-" he pauses for a second, "Tuvok, I had not realized that you had returned."
"Yes, my activities on Vulcan are complete."
"Well did you receive my message?"
"Yes, Admiral. I would says it's a bit risky, but why not."
Crusher breaks in, "What would be so risky, as to not let anyone else here know?"
"Something that needs to be done. You're welcome to come along, Doctor Crusher." Janeway says.
"It sound intriguing, whatever it is. Just as long I can bring someone else."
"I think I know who you have in mind."
Mile O'Brien, like everyone else seemed bored with his life. He had no excitement in his life. He didn't miss that war or trying to fix every little thing that went wrong with the station but he just needed something more than grading papers and attending lectures.
As he packed his things, he gets a message from Beverly Crusher of all people.
"How are you doing Chief? she asks over the screen.
"I'm doing well-or as well as can be. I know a lot of people are unhappy with the new direction of the Federation."
"Well-would you like to do something that would be a little dangerous?"
O'Brien thought a minute and replies, "Yes. Yes I would."
"Then meet us at these coordinates." She says.
"Alright. I'll see you there." As O'Brien leaves he thinks about leaving a note, but thinks this won't take long.
Hanging in space the USS Appalachia is slowly making it's way through a nebula. The ship is one that survived a multitude of battles in the Dominion War and the Borg assault in 2372. It's commander and crew are not stranger from being away from the main fleet. Most of the crew of Voyager were assigned to this ship after it returned.
As for the Maquis crewmember, they were taken to trial and after a plea by then Captain Janeway they were given reprieves. Their service aboard Voyager showed that they could be trusted with Starfleet service. The captain of this ship also owes Janeway with his push for this command.
Captain Chakotay sat in his chair on the bridge, thinking about the old days aboard Voyager. He couldn't help but feel a little at home here. The was Tom Paris, his first officer and now a Lieutenant Commander. Starfleet felt that his checkered past could be overlooked with a special attaché on board, Lieutenant Samuel Howard, a member of Starfleet intelligence and the security chief on Appalachia. There was also Tom's wife B'Ellana Torres, the half-human, half-Klingon chief engineer. She was also a Lt. Commander, although she and Tom both had to take the bridge officers tests to qualify for service aboard. And last but not least there was Ensign Anika Hansen, or formerly called Seven of Nine. Although people who didn't know her called her by given human name, the people on board here still call her Seven. She had been interrogated and examined to find out how much she knew. It wasn't so bad until it came time for Captain Jean-Luc Picard to try to get information. She knew him as Locutus in the collective, and there was animosity between them. Picard always thought she was holding back something. But he thought that about everyone on Voyager.
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