AN: THIS IS NOT A CROSSOVER! STORY NOT TO BE CONFUSED WITH THE TV SERIES INVOLVING CAPTAIN PICARD AND THE ENTERPRISE-D OR ENTERPRISE-E!

This story is about Voyager (obviously) but the episode Friendship One did not happen, because Joe Carey is still alive. The crew of Voyager have been home since 2378. It is now 2397, and the 19 year reunion and anniversary has been spoiled by the Borg! A must read, please read and review. Remember, I am still looking for a beta-reader and applications are always welcome!

STAR TREK VOYAGER: THE NEXT GENERATION

Chapter One: Returning to an Empty Home

The homecoming of 2378 was a joyous occasion, but now, 19 years in the future, the family were tired of hearing all about their legendary journey, survival and their making of history. They were tired of being known as living legends.

2397, a year of celebration, of commemoration, a time when the lives of the original crew were to be celebrated. Originally, the 19 year reunion and anniversary of their homecoming was supposed to be a party, but the Borg spoiled thier fun.

19-year-old Miral Paris looked around her living room, an area she had not seen since leaving for her second year at Starfleet Academy at the beginning of the semester, almost six months ago. It looked lived in, comfortable, the toys of five of her youngest siblings, as 18-year-old Imogen was standing next to her, were strung accross the room and the whole house. Obviously, the maid and babysitter didn't pick up after the young Paris children.

The Academy had been hard on both Miral and Imogen this semester, Miral progressing into her second year, more difficult than the first. Imogen was bustling through her first year, making friends and coping with classes. Both were participating in classes, passing their exams and surviving without their family. Imogen's best friend, 18-year-old Taya Janeway, was both her classmate and roommate, but Taya had also returned home for her mid-year break.

"Mom! Dad! We're home!" Miral called into the empty house, half expecting Kate, Robbie, Phil, Ethan or Lissy to run from another part of the house and tackle them. Instead, the pair were greeted by silence. Not even the Vulcan housemaid, T'Raki, was anywhere to be seen.

A flashing light drew Imogen's attention to the desk console near the kitchen. An incoming subspace message alerted the teenagers to the situation at hand. The face of Captain B'Elanna Torres, their mother, apppeared on the console screen with a message for her eldest daughters.

"Dear Miral and Imogen," she said. "I know we were supposed to be there to meet you for your mid-year break, but something came up on the outskirts of Earth's solar system. The only way we can get you here quick enough is with Q. He should be meeting you soon, hopefully, to bring you and everyone else on their mid-years to Voyager-B to join us and the children. Everyone else is already here, their families included, and they all send their love. Girls, we love you and hope to see you two soon." The screen of the console switched itself off, their mother's face dissapearing from view.

Miral and Imogen, yet again, looked around the abandoned living room, expecting their god-uncle Q to appear in front of them. A flash of light brought Q Jr, now known as Quentin, to their home, a mischevious grin on his face.

"Quentin!" Miral exclaimed, seeing her old friend for the first time in almost two years. "Where are our parents?"

"Hey Miral, Imogen. No time to talk," he said quickly, giving them each a quick nod. "We have received word the Borg will be trying, yet again, to assimilate Earth. I have to take you to your parents, but first we have to stop and pick up everyone else. You know, Taya, Naomi and James."

Miral looked around the room, wondering how he was going to transport them.

"Remember, Miral, I am omnipotent," Quentin said.

"But..." Imogen started, and didn't finish what she was saying because the younger Q snapped his fingers and the trio arrived at the Janeway residence. Taya was sitting on the couch in the living room in front of them, looking nervously at the console on the table. Obviously, she had received the same message as they did.

"Hey, Tay," Imogen said to her best friend and roommate.

Taya looked relieved at the sight of Quentin, Miral and Imogen. "Come on, Taya, we have to hurry!" Miral said quickly, before Q yet again snapped his fingers and the small group apeared in Ensign Naomi Wildman's quarters, then to see James Kim.

Finally, the small group arrived on Voyager, their home in space. No sooner had they arrived on the bridge infront of their families, the ship shuddered and the Voyager-B was attacked. With no time to greet anyone, Ensign Widman and the teenagers rushed to theri battle stations, as if they had been raised there.

"Admiral, we are receiving a hail from the attacking ship. It appears to be Borg, ma'am," came the voice of Captain Harry kim from his old station, Ops, towards the commanding officer, Admiral Kathryn Janeway.

"On screen, Harry," she said. It was just like the good old days, Kathryn Janeway in charge, Chakotay second-in-command, everyone else at their old stations.

"I am Admiral Kath.." she started as the alien ship appeared on thier viewscreen, a voice cutting her off mid-sentence.

"We are the Borg, you will be assimilated, resitence is futile."