Chapter Eight--Thoughts
Tuvok's Quarters-1016
"Captain, dear Captain. I could use your advice now," Tuvok spoke into the darkness. "I don't know what to do. I'm having a war with a species for a trade disagreement and you made an alliance with the Borg." Tuvok didn't know why he spoke into the lonely darkness.
Tuvok couldn't remember being afraid before. He spent more and more time meditating to make the feeling pass, but it did not pass. He felt scared and alone; it made him feel like a child.
Tuvok didn't even feel like a child when he was a child.
This disturbed him.
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Tom and B'Elanna's Quarters-1016
"B'Elanna, do you ever feel old?" Tom asked his wife as he sat on the couch staring into the darkness.
"Tom, what's bothering you?" she asked sympathetically. B'Elanna joined him on the couch.
"Realizing that we've been on this ship for fifty years makes me realize how old I really am. Will we be forgotten? Has Captain Janeway already been forgotten; only remembered by us old fools? I'm afraid we won't be remembered for what we once were," he confessed quietly.
"I know, I feel the same," B'Elanna admitted as she leaned on him.
They sat in the dark, feeling afraid and disturbed by their thoughts.
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Deck Four Corridor-1016
Carrie wandered the ship. She was smiling even though she was exhausted. She felt happy and important. She knew how everyone felt, even though most of them didn't say anything. She knew that everyone was filled with feelings of gratefulness, amazement, excitement, and pride. They were all one family and when someone did something good, everyone felt it.
Carrie was proud of her family. She felt really like a family now. This made her feel good.
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