CHAPTER SIX

Back on Voyager, Captain Picard and Commander Riker sat in the Ready room talking with the doctor. "So you have

no idea how this happened?" Riker asked.

"Im a doctor, not a fortune teller." Riker, and Picard sighed. "As I have already said three times, I have no idea how

you got here."

Picard leaned over toward the doctors from across the desk, "Doctor, please understand that its not that we dont

believe you. Its just that as far as we can tell there is no way off this ship, and back to ours. Which means that more than likely

we cant get your crew back to their ship as well."

"I do understand that, but it doesnt change the fact that i dont know what happened." The doctor said with frustation in

his voice.

Before Riker of Picard could say another word, the Com sounded. "Worf to Captain Picard."

"Go ahead Lieutenant"

"Captain, please come to the bridge."

"I'm on my way." Picard, Riker, and the Doctor walked out of the Ready Room and on to the bridge where the first

thing they saw was Worf, and Lieutenant Commander Data holding phasers pointed at Seven of Nine. Seven appeared as

though she had been recently hurt with her hair slightly disarrayed, and her face slightly dirty. "Stand down." Picard ordered his

two officers. As Picard started to walk toward Seven, "I'm sorry for the security, I'm..." Picard stopped walking and talking at

the same time, and deverted his eyes for a moment while he experienced familar, yet disturbing sensation. His eyes met Sevens

again, and in a low tone, all he could say was, "Borg."

Though he said in a low the entire bridge was still able to hear him, and all eyes we're focused on him. "Captain.?"

Riker said alarmed.

Seven raised her head slightly, and Picard matched eyes with Seven again. Where for a moment he has worry in his

eyes, he put on a slight smile, and held out his hand to her, "It's a pleasure to meet, you, I'm Captain Picard."

Seven looked down at his hand for a moment, and looked over at the doctor. The Doctor nodded his head assuring

Seven that it was okay. She put out her hand and connected it with picards, "I am Seven of Nine."

"A Borg designation?" Riker asked.

Seven and Picards hands parted, and Seven looked at Riker, "Yes. I was borg."

The doctor walked up to the side of Seven and pulled out his tricorder and began scanner her to make sure that she

was okay.

-to be continued (chapter not over)