Authors Note: Sorry for the wait. But with the sudden and tragic death of one of my close friends I haven't had a chance until now.
On my site, I have a complete listing of all the episodes I intend to use. ( ) If you want to see a specific episode, please fell free to let me know and I'll work it in (Hopefully! ;) )
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The Killing Game
"Mama…" Quinn whimpered as Samantha Wildman carefully held the little girl in her arms. It had been three weeks and she and a handful of other officers were the only ones that didn't have to participate in this game. Instead they were forced to fix the ship and holo-emitters when they blew. The rest of the time, Sam had been taking care of her own daughter, Naomi and the Captain's baby.
Naomi had been so scared, and Sam didn't blame her. At least she had her mother. Quinn was always either whimpering or in tears wanting her mother. Sam didn't blame her either. Naomi had tried her best to keep Quinn occupied and her mind off of the Hirogen outside, but there was only so much the three-year-old could handle.
"Its okay Quinn," Sam whispered as Harry Kim walked into the room, looking the worse for wear. "Harry."
"Hey Sam… how is she?" he asked walking over and running a hand over Quinn's head.
"She misses the Captain, I think the grief from it is preventing her from actually doing whatever Q's do and disappearing," Sam explained as Harry took the baby.
"Could be. I'm going to see if they'll let me take her to the Doctor," Harry suggested.
"Good idea. She needs vitamins that we can't replicate," Sam said. "I'll come with you and bring Naomi."
Harry nodded and walked to the door seeing one of the guards. "The baby needs to see the doctor. So does the little girl."
"Proceed," the alien said as Harry nodded to Sam and the four made their way to Sickbay. Walking in the Doctor looked up and saw the two Voyager children.
"Naomi," the Doctor said bending down to the little girl who didn't look very well. "How are you feeling?"
Naomi looked around before she leaned over and whispered something in the Doctor's ear. The Doctor took a breath and stood up before he took Quinn from Harry's arms.
"She's malnourished…" he stated.
"I'm sorry Doctor. We can't get everything her body needs. All of us have given up meals so that Namoi and Quinn could eat but its just not enough," Sam explained near tears. Harry reached over and brought Sam into a hug knowing her pain.
"It's not your fault. I'll take care of them. I promise," the Doctor vowed taking the two girls into his office. "Naomi, hold Quinn and I'll get you two something to make you feel better."
Naomi nodded and held onto the baby looking up at her mother and Harry.
"We better get back Sam. Doc, I'll be back to get them," Harry said guiding Sam out of sickbay. Naomi waved the best she could as she held Quinn before the Doctor walked back into his office. Bending down he placed a hypospray on Quinn's neck, then to Naomi's.
"You should feel better shortly," The Doctor replied.
"Doctor…wheres the Captain?" Naomi asked in just above a whisper.
"She's still trapped Naomi. Don't worry we're trying to get her out of there as fast as we can. Seven is helping," he whispered. "Quinn will be back in her mother's arms as soon as we can."
"Kay," Naomi whispered as the Doctor took the baby and held her.
"How are you feeling little one?" the Doctor asked Quinn as she started to cry and latched onto him. "Sssh. Everything will work out…"
"Captain," the Doctor said as Kathryn walked into Sickbay. Her face lit up as she saw Quinn sitting on the biobed.
"MA!" Quinn squealed as Kathryn's face lit up and she picked up her daughter.
"Oh my little Quinn," Kathryn whispered kissing her head. "How is she Doctor?"
"Doing better than before," the hologram replied. "Now that you're here."
Kathryn sighed softly and kissed Quinn's head waiting for the Doctor to continue. "Quinn and Naomi were taken care of the best they could in the circumstances. For a short while they were a little bit malnourished, the remaining crew couldn't replicate some of the necessary vitamins they needed."
"But she's okay now, right Doctor?" Kathryn asked, her voice hinting a bit of worry.
"Besides missing her mother, she's doing good," The Doctor grinned. "I may not be a child expert, but I think it's safe to say that she wont be letting you go for a little while."
Kathryn chuckled and tightened her grip on the baby. "Well I don't plan on letting her go very soon."
"Good for you. I want you to bring Quinn in tomorrow, just to make sure her amino levels are stable, along with some other levels I'm worried about," The Doctor replied.
Kathryn nodded and held her daughter. "If that's all Doctor?"
"Goodbye Captain, good to have you back," The Doctor replied as Kathryn walked out of sickbay.
"I missed you," she whispered to Quinn. "I'm just so glad you're okay. And healthy."
"Kathryn!" Chakotay called jogging up to the pair. A smile broke out onto his face as he saw Quinn latched onto her mother. "How is she?"
"The Doctor says she'll be better in a couple of days. Though she latched on as soon as she saw me, and she has YET to let go," the Captain laughed.
"Hey sweetie," Chakotay smiled running a hand over Quinn's head. "I missed you."
"Mama…" Quinn whined as the three stepped into the turbo lift. Her bottom lip started to tremble and she let out a wail. Kathryn's eyebrows frowned and she stepped out of the turbo lift, Quinn started to settle down once out of the lift.
"Claustrophobia?" Chakotay asked, looking at the baby he thought of as his own.
"I think so," Kathryn replied. "Site to site?"
"I'm on it," Chakotay said as they walked over to the computer panel. Punching in a few commands they dematerialized and rematerialized in Kathryn's quarters. "This may turn out to be a pain," Chakotay chuckled.
"I know. She'll get better," Kathryn replied sitting on her couch.
"How are you doing?" Chakotay asked sitting beside her.
"Me? I'm okay. I'm just glad to have my ship back…and that Quinn is okay. I would have destroyed everything if she wasn't."
"I understand," Chakotay nodded. "I would have done the same."
"Yeah, well..." Kathryn smiled before looking down at Quinn who was pawing at her mother's breast. "You must be hungry."
"Do you want me to replicate her some pudding?" Chakotay asked standing up. Not liking pudding himself, he never understood WHY people would eat such a slimy compound.
"If you don't mind. A bottle of juice would be nice too."
"Of course," Chakotay smiled, going over to the replicator and typing in a few commands before a small bowl of pudding, coffee ice cream, chocolate ice cream, and orange juice appeared. "Here we go," Chakotay smiled, setting the bowls on the coffee table.
"Thank you so much," Kathryn replied sitting Quinn up and giving her the bottle she was reaching for.
"No problem. I missed her too."
Kathryn Janeway sat on her chair, in her quarters as she looked out her window. Watching the stars fly by she started to remember the past few days as they raced in her mind. She remembered what happened on the holodeck….but one incident stood out in her mind…
"Set the charges here, there and there. This looks like a message from one of their reconnaissance teams. These must be instructions for troop deployments. The Germans must be taking up new positions outside the city. It looks like they're mobilizing more troops than our sources originally expected. They're moving armored units into the valley. They must know the Americans are coming. We've got to warn them somehow. What are you doing? You haven't set the charges. What is that?" Katrine asked as she looked at what Seven was doing.
" I believe it is a transmitter. I'm attempting to disable it," Seven stated.
"You're sending a message to the Nazis!" Katrine deduced, as she accused the blonde of treason.
"No," Seven replied almost impatiently.
"Step away, or I'll kill you," Katrine said looking at the woman, daggers shooting from her eyes. "I told you no more mistakes. You've just made your last one…" She said before she closed her eyes in pain and they shot open. "Ah!… Seven?"
"Captain," Seven acknowledged.
"What happened?" Kathryn asked looking around.
"The Hirogen took over the ship, most of the crew are being forced into playing out their games of hunt and kill. The crew that aren't forced to play these…games, are forced to work for the Hirogen."
"What about Quinn?" Kathryn asked quickly. "Is she all right? Is she playing this game?"
"It is my understanding that Quinn Janeway and Naomi Wildman are being held with the crew that aren't playing the game. The Doctor has not informed me of the status of the children," Seven explained.
Kathryn nodded and tried to concentrate. Her mind wandering to her daughter, that for all her knowledge could be dead.
Shaking that from her mind, Kathryn stood up and walked into Quinn's room, sitting down on the rocking chair beside her crib. Chakotay had made it for her. He said that she couldn't have a baby without one.
Thanking him silently she brought a knee to her chest and watched her daughter sleep. It had taken forever to get Quinn to sleep without being in her arms, but she managed to do it. And now Quinn was sound asleep in her bed, and Kathryn couldn't sleep.
She owed so much to the Doctor, to Harry, to Sam Wildman… They watched over Quinn and had her taken care of the best way they could…
Bowing her head down she took a breath and looked at the sleeping form. She looked peaceful…
"Kathryn," Chakotay whispered placing a hand on her shoulder. The woman jumped a little and looked relieved when she realized whom it was.
"I didn't hear you come in," she said softly standing up and gesturing for him to follow her out of the room.
"I didn't want to ring the bell, just in case it woke Quinn up," Chakotay replied softly. "How are you doing?"
"Fine," Kathryn said sitting on the couch.
"Don't lie to me. I know you," he said looking at her. Kathryn smiled and let out a soft sight.
"I just don't understand how I could let them take over my ship. And more importantly take Quinn from me," she said bitterly.
"As I remember it, it wasn't your fault. They incapacitated everyone, you can't beat yourself up for it," Chakotay explained sitting next to her, and wrapping his arm around her shoulders.
"I'm the Captain Chakotay, it's my responsibility to protect the crew, and I failed," Kathryn said sinking into her couch.
"You did not. Who was it that got her crew back? Kathryn you can't do this to yourself. Look at Quinn, she was elated to have you back. I saw the look in your eyes Kathryn, you missed her more than she missed you."
Kathryn looked up at Chakotay and nodded. "I love her. Sometimes so much it hurts."
"You're her mother, it's supposed to hurt sometimes," Chakotay whispered as Kathryn nodded and curled her body into Chakotay's embrace. She didn't know why, but she felt closer to him today than in the past.
"What about you?" Kathryn whispered.
"I love Quinn and you more than I ever thought possible," Chakotay whispered as the two looked at each other. Brown eyes met blue eyes and Chakotay lowered his head gently touching his lips to Kathryn's. The two pulled apart and Kathryn immediately brought her fingers to touch her lips, a smile plastered on her face.
"Are you okay?"
"Oh yes, I'm perfectly all right," Kathryn smiled dropping her fingers from her lips. "What about you?"
"Couldn't be better," he chuckled softly as his fingers lightly played on her shoulder. "So did you like being Katrine?" he asked with a smile as Kathryn had.
"I loved my white suit," she laughed. "What about you, being Captain Miller?"
Chakotay chuckled. "It was something else. Though I think I'll leave the Captaining in your capable hands."
"Why thank you Monsieur," Kathryn laughed as they heard Quinn in the next room calling her name. "That happens to be my calling," de-tangling herself from Chakotay's arms, Kathryn walked into Quinn's room and picked up the baby. Chakotay followed to see the little girl smile at him.
"Well hello there, come here often?" he joked running his hand over her head.
"She just doesn't like being away from me at the moment," Kathryn replied walking out of her bedroom and into her own. "I don't mind."
"Neither do I," Chakotay grinned sitting down on the bed as he watched the usually straight-laced Captain walk around her bedroom with Quinn. It was amazing to see the transformation from a Starfleet Captain who runs a ship and had no contact with anyone else, to a warm, caring, loving mother whenever her daughter needed her.
Kathryn smiled at Chakotay before she sat down next to him, her arm automatically went around her and he rested his hand on her waist, while moving the other to hold Quinn's hand. This may not be his ideal setting to have this little family, but they were his. And he wasn't giving them up any time soon.
