Chapter Two Episode: Scientific Method
Script from Janet's Star Trek Voyager Site http/www.star-trek-voyager. Notes: Chapter Two and So on are going to be missing scenes and changed scenes from the episodes I've decided to do. If you'd like to see a certain chapter revolve around a certain episode just let me know and I will do my best. Also at the end of the chapter I've included some Janeway/Chakotay which I might continue with...I probably will. So Enjoy and let me know what you think!
Chapter Two-Scientific Method
"There we go," The Doctor smiled. "Perfectly healthy, both of you," he told the Captain.
Kathryn smiled and placed a hand on her stomach. "Thank you Doctor."
"You are welcome, Oh Captain, I compiled a list of possible names for you," the hologram smiled handing his Captain a PADD. Kathryn smiled and took the PADD reading it over
Male:
CONNOR Much wanted, strong willed
TRISTAN Bold, melancholy.
AARON Enlightened; To Sing
DANIEL God is my Judge
GABRIEL Hero of God
EVERETT Wild Boar, Strong
HEATH Wasteland
JACK From the name JOHN
STEPHEN A Crowned One
Female:
BRIDGET Strong
COLLEEN Irish Girl
MAEGAN Pearl
MICHAELA Feminine form of MICHAEL
BETHANY Life-town near Jerusalem
DANICA Morning Star
ELISABETH Concecrated to God
MELISSA Honeybee
"I took the liberty to shorten the list on human names, that would go well with your last name," The Doctor explained.
"Thank you Doctor," she laughed. "I'll be sure to consider them. I do need to get back to bridge…and I know Doctor…Don't over work myself."
The Doctor smiled. "Goodbye Captain."
The Captain shook her head and walked out of the infirmary as she read the PADD. The Doctor did have a flare with names. He even gave her possibilities of names including middle names
Michaela Bridget
Danica Melissa
Bethany Elisabeth
Maegan Colleen
Gabriel Tristen
Connor Daniel
Heath Aaron
Everett Jack
Shaking her head she walked into the turbo lift. "Bridge." Looking down at her abdomen she sighed softly. She was now nine months pregnant and oh so much had happened. She had no idea how, but she survived without doing harm to the child.
First they had a mircovirus invade the ship; then an alien tried to infiltrate the ship; then of course she died…countless times; then the Borg; then the Doctors evil twin emerged…that was an interesting time. Then Ensign Kim decided he was truly an alien; then Kes starting to experience odd flashbacks of sorts; the crew disappearing one by one and replaced with aliens. Seska's plot to destroy Voyager through a holodeck program Tuvok created. And who can forget the war we were caught in with Speices 8472 and the Borg. Then gaining a new crewmember, Seven of Nine and losing Kes.
And now, finally in a safe region of space she just wanted to rest, and have this baby. Just then the doors opened and she walked onto the bridge.
"Captain?" Chakotay said standing up. "We didn't expect you."
"I decided I needed to see the Bridge," she replied as Tuvok helped her down to her chair. "Thank you Tuvok."
"You are most welcome," he said before going back to his post.
"What do you have there?" Chakotay asked nodding to the PADD.
"A list of names the Doctor deems suitable for the baby," Kathryn replied. "Some of them are actually pretty. Take a look."
Chakotay took the offered PADD and began to read it aloud.
"Male Names: Connor, Tristan, Aaron, Daniel, Gabriel, Everett, Heath, Jack, and Stephen
Female names: Bridget, Colleen, Maegan, Michaela, Bethany, Danica, Elisabeth, and Melissa. Doctor choose all human names."
"He did," Kathryn replied. "What do you think though?"
"Well," Chakotay started.
"I like Melissa. Melissa Janeway," Tom piped up. "Has a ring."
"I don't know Tom, what if it's a boy? Gabriel is an old fashioned name," Harry pointed out.
"Boys," Kathryn said in good humour. "What do you think Tuvok?"
"The name that is destined for the child will come when he or she is born," the Vulcan said.
"True. My father always said that destiny will choose a name," Chakotay replied. "Though I really like Kataya."
Everyone on the bridge chuckled and smiled just as the Captain let out a small yelp. "Captain?"
"I think…that I may be in labour," she replied taking a deep breath.
"Harry, call the Doctor," Chakotay ordered as Tom rushed up to the Captain and helped her stand.
"Yes sir," Harry said. "Bridge to the Doctor. Medical emergency. The Captain is in labour."
Five and a half hours later, with half the crew pacing outside of sickbay, Tom and the Doctor successfully delivered the newest crew member.
Kathryn Janeway, of the Federation Starship Voyager breathed heavily and fell back on the bed. "Never again. I have no idea how people do this more than once."
The Doctor chuckled and handed the baby over to the new mother. "Here we are Captain. A brand new baby for your review," he joked.
Kathryn smiled softly and took the baby, unwrapping the child to reveal ten toes, ten fingers, blue eyes, auburn hair. "She's beautiful," Kathryn replied softly as she looked down at the baby.
"She is. Do we have a name?" Tom asked as he filled out the baby's demographics.
Kathryn looked down at the baby. "Name? A name… Quinn Shannon Elisabeth."
Tom grinned before he hit a few buttons on the medical console. "Attention crew. Five minutes ago at 13:22 Quinn Shannon Elisabeth Janeway came into the world weighing seven pounds and six ounces. The winner of the baby pool is Lt. B'Elanna Torres. That is all. Paris out."
Just then the doors opened and the rest of the senior staffed walked in, smiles on all their faces, with the exception of Tuvok and Seven of Nine.
"Kathryn," Chakotay smiled walking up to the Captain. "Congratulations."
Kathryn smiled and looked down at the baby. Something about her intrigued her…
Kathryn sat in her ready room, Quinn laying in her arms as she sat and read the newest report. Frowning her eyebrows she sighed and continued to read. She took two months off and what had happened? Oh too much apparently. Quinn was growing like a weed, which was must faster than normal human development. The doctor extrapolated that by the time she was one, her mental and physical appearance would be that of a two-year-old. Quinn made a small noise and sighed just as her sea blue eyes opened and looked at her mother.
"Hello there," Kathryn smiled softly. "Do you want to help me? You see Uncle Chakotay has given me a report, and you know what? I don't want to read this. What do you say about going to the Bridge? I'm sure everyone would welcome your cheerfulness. Yes I think so too. Lets go."
Kathryn stood up, grabbing Quinn's bottle and blanket and headed onto the Bridge. "Status?"
"Clear sailing," Tom announced before Chakotay could reply.
"How is the newest member of the crew doing?" Chakotay asked with a smile.
"Doing just fine. She just woke up."
"Ah," he smiled standing up. "May I?"
"Of course," Kathryn replied giving Quinn to Chakotay.
"I've been thinking Captain, its time we threw a baby shower," Chakotay said as he tickled Quinn's stomach gently and sat in his chair.
"There's no need to," Kathryn replied.
"Of course there is," Chakotay said as everyone on the Bridge nodded and voiced their agreement.
"I'm not going to win this one," Kathryn smiled.
"That's right. There might be a mutiny," Tom grinned. "Let us throw a party."
Kathryn just smiled as Tom swivelled around in his chair and stood up taking Quinn from Chakotay's arms and smiling at his Captain before he moved back to his chair and placed Quinn on his lap. "I'm gonna teach her to fly."
Kathryn laid on a massage table in her quarters. Being very tired and unwilling she groaned at the Doctor's persistence
"Your trapezius is hard as a rock. You haven't been following the relaxation regimen I prescribed for you," he pointed out point blankly.
"I've been too busy. I happen to run a ship and have a child to take care of," she replied with a groan.
"The usual story. Have you been getting enough sleep?" the Doctor asked already knowing her never changing answer.
"More or less. Mostly less. Quinn doesn't seem to want to sleep during the night," she replied as she knew the doctor was rolling his eyes.
"And have your headaches been getting any worse?" He asked worriedly.
"No. They're not getting any better either. They're like hot needles driving into my skull," she replied grimacing at the pain. "And Quinn's crying isn't helping them either."
"These symptoms are hardly surprising, Captain. You work absurdly long hours, under constant stress, eating on the run, without sufficient exercise or rest. You don't let anyone else take care of Quinn. Your body is crying out for mercy."
"Well so is my daughter," Janeway replied as Quinn's screaming started to ring through everyone's ears. Getting up she looked at the doctor and padded her way into the nursery.
The Doctor followed as he watched his Captain pick up the baby and rub her back. "Hush," she said softly as the baby smiled softly and blinking her bright blue eyes at her mother. "There you go. No need to cry is there? Crying makes my head hurt more. Its not your fault though, you just don't know how to talk yet. We'll work on that soon."
Just then the comm. signal beeped and Chakotay's voice rang though. "Bridge to the captain."
"I'm here, Chakotay. What is it?"
"We've reached the source of those energy readings and I thought you'd like to see what we found," Chakotay told his captain.
"On my way," she replied handing the Doctor Quinn and heading towards the door.
"Captain!" The Doctor said quickly trying to cradle the child.
"I know what you're going to say, Doctor, but I can't neglect my responsibilities as a Captain," Kathryn replied. "She knows I love her."
"Actually I was going to suggest a change of outfit," he replied. "But if you'd rather…"
"Doctor," she replied taking Quinn.
"Binary pulsars. Gravitational forces between them are so intense that everything within 50 million kilometres is getting pulled in," Chakotay said as soon as the Captain walked onto the bridge, Quinn attached to her.
"Don't worry, we're well out of range," Tom replied giving the Captain a small smile and waving at Quinn.
"Gamma radiation levels are high but as long as we're careful I think we can collect some invaluable data. Captain, am I boring you?" He asked as Kathryn sat and looked directly at her daughter.
"I'm sorry. I'm guess I'm a little too tired to concentrate on stellar phenomena right now. I'll leave this project in your capable hands," she replied before nodding to her crew and she and Quinn disappeared into the ready room.
"Mothers are always tired," Tom replied.
"Why am I so tired?" she asked looking at Quinn who happily lay on the floor, with her doll's hand stuck in her mouth. "Don't suck on that," she replied handing Quinn a bottle instead. Sighing she picked up her PADD and stared at it for a few moments before she turned around and looked out her window, just as the chime rang.
"Yes?" She said impatiently, when the door didn't open, "Yes!" she called loudly.
Tuvok entered her ready room and nodded at his Captain. "Good morning, Captain."
"That's a matter of opinion! What is it?" Kathryn nearly demanded
"Internal scans haven't revealed anything about the genetic mutations," Tuvok replied, a bit regretfully
"The Doctor?" She asked.
"Still offline. We are investigating the possibility-" Tuvok started but was cut off.
"Inform me of any progress."
"Understood," he said bowing his head slightly in understanding before he turned to leave.
"There's one more thing. The incident with Tom and B'Elanna started me thinking about ship's protocol, or lack thereof," Kathryn said irritably.
"Captain?" Tuvok asked not knowing what else to say.
"It seems to me that people have been getting a little too comfortable around here lately. They're late for their duty shifts, taking messhall privileges during non-designated hours, and a lot of people are spending more time on the holodeck than they are at their posts! You ARE security chief. Don't thirteen department heads report to you every day?" she asked glaring at her friend.
"Yes."
"Well, straighten them out!" She demanded as Quinn started to whimper. Closing her eyes she picked up the child and rubbed her back.
"Shall I flog them as well?" Tuvok asked looking at his friend.
Kathryn sighed and looked down at Quinn, "Maybe the Doctor was right. I think I do need a vacation."
"You do seem unsettled."
"'Crazed' is more like it. I haven't felt this anxious since my first day of command, and I honestly don't understand why I feel this way."
Just then her door chimed again and she groaned before turning to Tuvok, "Remind me to lower the volume on that door. Come in," she called as she sat feeding Quinn who laid happily in her mothers arms.
"Captain, I wish to speak with you-" Seven announced staring at her Captain. The woman had two Srivani adjusting long needles that were stuck in her head and Quinn was being probed.
"What's wrong?"
"My attempts to repair the resonance scanner have failed. I require assistance," Seven said regaining her composer quickly.
"Ask Ensign Kim to lend you a hand," she replied rubbing one of her temples.
"Yes, Captain," Seven replied looking at the two Janeway's again.
"Is that all?" Seven nodded and walked out of the room.
"When this mutation crisis is over, I think I'll spend a few days in Renaissance Tuscany. There's a little inn outside Siena I've been wanting to try," she replied softly looking at Quinn.
Tuvok looked at his friend before he walked over and sat next to her, "I will join you, for a glass of wine."
She smiled and placed her hand on Tuvok's in thanks. Tuvok nodded before placing a hand on Quinn's head and leaving. Kathryn sighed and rubbed her head more, it now hurting worse.
Janeway, Seven and Tuvok entered the brig, as their guest is sitting in her cell. "Keep on trying to disable the tags. Let me know when you're ready."
"Understood," Seven nodded.
"I'll attempt to modify the internal sensors to detect the aliens," Tuvok announced
"Good. Keep me informed," she said as Tuvok and Seven walked out leaving her in the brig. She looked at the cell and approached Alzen. "Who are you, and what the hell are you doing to my crew?"
"My team has been observing you and conducting tests," the alien replied
"Tests? I call them mutilations," she said trying to keep her anger and temper in check
"I can understand why you're angry. I don't like causing people to suffer but sometimes it's a necessary part of my work," she explained.
"What kind of work is that?"
"Medical research. We're scientists, like you," Alzen replied
"From where I stand you're a hostile invasion force. I want to know how long you've been here and exactly what you've been doing to us?" Kathryn demanded.
"I can't answer those questions. It's a breach of protocol for me to be speaking to you at all," the alien replied to the questions.
"How convenient. That way you never have to face your victims," Kathryn replied as venom dripped from her words
"Captain, please. You're exaggerating the situation. Our techniques are as benign as we can make them."
"What I've been through for the last few days certainly hasn't felt benign!" She replied sharply.
"Please understand there's a purpose to our actions. The data we gather from you may cure physical and psychological disorders that afflict millions. Isn't that worth some discomfort?" The woman asked trying to seek humanity from the captain.
"I'm sure you'd see things differently if your people were the ones being subjected to these experiments!"
"Just as your perspective would change if your people were the ones to live longer and healthier lives as a result. Don't forget, we've been observing you, Captain. I know the most important thing to you is the welfare of your crew and your child. You'd even kill to protect them." The woman pointed out point blankly.
"If necessary. I would die myself than see my daughter in pain," Kathryn replied as she thought of what Quinn was being put through.
"Of course you would. You take care of your own, just as we do. We're really more similar than you care to admit," Alzen replied looking at Janeway.
"That's where you're wrong," she replied as she deactivated the forcefield and entered the cell. "What you're doing isn't self-defence. It's the exploitation of another species for your own benefit. My people decided a long time ago that that was unacceptable, even in the name of scientific progress."
"You're a remarkably strong-willed individual. I've been very impressed by your self-control over the past several weeks. We've been increasing your dopamine levels, stimulating various aggressive impulses to test your behavioural restraints. There's been a great difference of opinion about how much more strain you can bear."
Janeway took a breath as her self-control snapped and she pushed Alzen against the wall. "Not much!" Gaining back her control she let go and glared at the alien.
"I'd hoped you might be more co-operative once you realised the importance of our work."
"Sorry, these lab rats are fighting back," she answered grimly.
"I'm afraid that would be pointless. We're monitoring your attempts to break our control over you. You won't succeed," Alzen said confidently.
"You may find that you've under-estimated us."
"Consider what's in the best interest of your crew. We will be continuing our research. If you make no further attempts to interfere, I assure you that the fatality rate will be minimal, though there may be some deformities. And I would be willing to share our final data with you," Alzen replied.
"You can't possibly expect me to accept that," Kathryn replied bitterly.
"If you don't, then the entire experiment and its subjects will be terminated. And I do not think you would want to see the death of your child."
Kathryn stared at the alien, her temper flaring before she turned around and walked out of the Brig heading straight for the holodeck where she had left Quinn in the capable hands of the Doctor.
"Seven is there an alien in this room?" Kathryn asked as Samantha Wildman and Seven stood in her ready room.
"Negative," Seven replied.
"Good. Ensign Wildman will take Naomi and Quinn and leave the ship," Kathryn replied.
"Captain?" Sam asked.
"Do it," she replied sharply. "Dismissed."
"Captain, one of the aliens has just entered the bridge," Seven announced
"Understood."
"We're less than a million kilometres from the pulsars. We must change course immediately in order to avoid being caught in their gravity." Tuvok replied.
"No. Keep going," Janeway ordered.
"This is a far more reckless course of action than I've come to expect from you, Captain," Tuvok replied.
"It certainly is," she said looking at her view screen.
The Srivani on the bridge transfered into normal dimensional space and approached Janeway.
"What do you hope to accomplish by this?" the Srivani asked.
"Flying into a binary pulsar? Seems like I'm trying to crush this ship like a tin can," she replied cheekily.
"It's more likely that you're trying to intimidate us."
"You're welcome to stick around and find out," Kathryn offered.
"Hull stress is at 45 teradynes," Harry announced trying to hide his worry.
"Our course is locked in. Only my authorisation can release it," she replied as the alien tried to take helm control.
"You're not behaving very rationally."
"That's what you're trying to accomplish, isn't it? Hmm? Pumping up my dopamine levels to push me to the edge, keeping me awake for four days straight with the constant pain of your devices drilling into my skull? Well, this is the culmination of your work, and guess what, you're going to be right here to collect the final data!" Kathryn replied angrily.
"Shields have failed. Structural integrity is down to 20," Harry replied
"Enter the authorisation code and change course immediately!"
"I don't think you realise that you are not in control here any more," Janeway smiled.
"I can kill you and your crew in an instant."
"Go ahead. Without us you won't be able to prevent this ship from being torn apart by the pulsars and even with my crew working together I'd say the odds of us getting through this are, what, one in ten?" She asked thinking for a minute
"One in twenty, at best, Captain," Tuvok replied
"I'm willing to take that chance. Are you?" Kathryn asked the Alien.
"Outer hull temperature has reached 9,000 degrees," Tuvok reported.
"The hull's beginning to buckle!" Harry announced
"Two alien vessels are attempting to disengage from Voyager," Seven added.
"I can't break us free of the gravitational forces," Kathryn said as she put all her thoughts and might into getting them out safe and sound.
"Then let's divert all power to the shields!" Harry suggested
"No. If we go in, we go in full throttle!"
"Captain?" Harry asked worriedly.
"Assuming we survive we're going to need all the momentum we can get to reach escape velocity on the other side. Everyone, hang on!" The ship shook and everyone was holding on. "I hope you were exaggerating about those odds, Tuvok."
"I was not." Voyager trembled violently, as everyone shook. "Hull stress has exceed maximum tolerance.
"There are breaches on Decks 4, 7, 8 and 12," Seven said over the noise.
"Emergency forcefields are holding." Harry replied
"I've lost helm control," Janeway replied frantically.
"Main power is offline," Tuvok added
"Well, let's hope we've got enough speed!" She prayed for her life that they made it through.
Voyager was hurtled in toward the pulsars, but luckily the speed and momentum is enough and they fly through it into normal space.
"I don't believe it. We're alive," Harry said breathing.
"I never realised you thought of me as 'reckless', Tuvok?" Kathryn said looking at her friend.
"A poor choice of words. It was clearly an understatement," Tuvok replied.
Kathryn smiled softly as flew the ship out of any danger.
Kathryn sat in her quarters, Quinn on the floor playing with her toys as she watched her as her door chime rang. "Come in."
Chakotay smiled and walked into her quarters as he looked at Quinn. "Hello little lady. Kathryn may I?"
"Of course," she replied moving over so that Chakotay could sit and watch Quinn with her.
"I heard what you did," he started. "I'm proud of you."
"Proud Chakotay? I nearly killed everyone," Kathryn replied.
"But you didn't," Chakotay replied as he picked up Quinn and set her in her mother's lap. "You saved her life."
Kathryn smiled softly and looked at her little girl as Chakotay place an arm over her shoulders. "I'm with you two. Don't ever worry."
