Memories
Ch. 2
Disclaimer: Yes, I still do not own any of the characters in Star Trek. Maybe I should just cut and paste this disclaimer.hmm.
Note from me: As an author, I hope you enjoy my story. I would really appreciate feedback (flames are welcome, but go easy on total burnination () so feel free to email me at wasbeamedup@aol.com. I welcome your input. Thank you and enjoy. Thank you Helen and Amachan and Nicchan for reviewing!!!
Chakotay stood on the brightly lit bridge of Voyager, hands clasped behind his back. A frown shadowed his tan face and his look of concentration distorted the tattoo on his forehead. Deep in his heart he knew something was wrong. He glanced up at Harry Kim, who shook his head remorsefully. "I don't understand sir. The away team was supposed to check in three hours ago and meet us here."
Chakotay sighed. "I'm aware of that Harry." Chakotay sat in the command chair, the chair ironically dubbed "the Big Chair" although it fit her captain perfectly. "Play the distress call again Harry." Chakotay said, resting his head on his hand as if he could no longer bear its weight. Harry tapped his console and a few seconds later, the captain's face appeared on the viewscreen. She was quite a sight. Her uniform was singed and loose strands of hair had fallen out of the bun of top of her head and framed her bloody face. Smoke billowed behind her and Chakotay could hear the computer's warnings about life support failing.
Janeway's voice echoed around the silent bridge. "Voyager.we need emergency transport. We've been attacked by an alien ship.I'm sending you the coordinates.Please come." Whatever Janeway was about to say was cut off by the appearance of an alien, the sounds of phaser fire, and then the screen went dark. Chakotay sighed again.
Tom Paris looked over his shoulder at Chakotay. "I don't think it's going to do us any good if we just sit here and replay the message. We need to get out there and find them." Chakotay sat wordless, and then turned back to Harry. "Freeze the image when the alien first beamed aboard." Harry complied. Chakotay frowned at the image. "Isolate grid 136 and magnify."
The image of the alien's hand magnified. Chakotay cocked his head. "Can you clear it up any more Harry? Harry blew a little air out from between his lips. "I can try sir, but the image is grainy." Harry looked up. "That's the best I can do." Tom turned in his chair to face Chakotay. "Is there any particular reason why thee alien's hand is so important?"
The ghost of a smile flickered across Chakotay's face. "It's not the hand Tom, it's what's in it." Tom looked puzzled as he swung back around to face the viewscreen. In the aliens hand was a weapon, its long fingers curled tightly around it. "Send out a message on all frequencies and bandwidths. Ask them if they recognize this weapon and who uses it. In the meantime, begin long range scans for any debris from the shuttle. We may be able to find them." Chakotay leaned back a little in the Big Chair. He might just find them after all, but until he did, Chakotay knew he could not rest easy. "I know you're out there somewhere Kathryn." He thought to himself. "I'll find you." Chakotay then leaned back in the chair, content to let all of his thoughts be pulled into the deep blackness he saw ahead of him.
Sorry the chapter is so short. I promise I will post two or more tomorrow. As usual, please read and review. Thanks!
Disclaimer: Yes, I still do not own any of the characters in Star Trek. Maybe I should just cut and paste this disclaimer.hmm.
Note from me: As an author, I hope you enjoy my story. I would really appreciate feedback (flames are welcome, but go easy on total burnination () so feel free to email me at wasbeamedup@aol.com. I welcome your input. Thank you and enjoy. Thank you Helen and Amachan and Nicchan for reviewing!!!
Chakotay stood on the brightly lit bridge of Voyager, hands clasped behind his back. A frown shadowed his tan face and his look of concentration distorted the tattoo on his forehead. Deep in his heart he knew something was wrong. He glanced up at Harry Kim, who shook his head remorsefully. "I don't understand sir. The away team was supposed to check in three hours ago and meet us here."
Chakotay sighed. "I'm aware of that Harry." Chakotay sat in the command chair, the chair ironically dubbed "the Big Chair" although it fit her captain perfectly. "Play the distress call again Harry." Chakotay said, resting his head on his hand as if he could no longer bear its weight. Harry tapped his console and a few seconds later, the captain's face appeared on the viewscreen. She was quite a sight. Her uniform was singed and loose strands of hair had fallen out of the bun of top of her head and framed her bloody face. Smoke billowed behind her and Chakotay could hear the computer's warnings about life support failing.
Janeway's voice echoed around the silent bridge. "Voyager.we need emergency transport. We've been attacked by an alien ship.I'm sending you the coordinates.Please come." Whatever Janeway was about to say was cut off by the appearance of an alien, the sounds of phaser fire, and then the screen went dark. Chakotay sighed again.
Tom Paris looked over his shoulder at Chakotay. "I don't think it's going to do us any good if we just sit here and replay the message. We need to get out there and find them." Chakotay sat wordless, and then turned back to Harry. "Freeze the image when the alien first beamed aboard." Harry complied. Chakotay frowned at the image. "Isolate grid 136 and magnify."
The image of the alien's hand magnified. Chakotay cocked his head. "Can you clear it up any more Harry? Harry blew a little air out from between his lips. "I can try sir, but the image is grainy." Harry looked up. "That's the best I can do." Tom turned in his chair to face Chakotay. "Is there any particular reason why thee alien's hand is so important?"
The ghost of a smile flickered across Chakotay's face. "It's not the hand Tom, it's what's in it." Tom looked puzzled as he swung back around to face the viewscreen. In the aliens hand was a weapon, its long fingers curled tightly around it. "Send out a message on all frequencies and bandwidths. Ask them if they recognize this weapon and who uses it. In the meantime, begin long range scans for any debris from the shuttle. We may be able to find them." Chakotay leaned back a little in the Big Chair. He might just find them after all, but until he did, Chakotay knew he could not rest easy. "I know you're out there somewhere Kathryn." He thought to himself. "I'll find you." Chakotay then leaned back in the chair, content to let all of his thoughts be pulled into the deep blackness he saw ahead of him.
Sorry the chapter is so short. I promise I will post two or more tomorrow. As usual, please read and review. Thanks!