"Space, the final frontier." Janeway spoke to the baby as she sat near the window in her ready room showing her daughter just how vast her world really was now. "And far far away from here is your home, Earth. I hope I can show you Earth some day Amy." One day she would walk her daughter through those wide open fields near the farmhouse she had grown up on. Though it was unlikely her daughter would share the same joy when they reached Earth she wanted her to know what that planet meant to her, to both of them. She wanted Amelia to meet her grandmother and aunt, to take Rowley for a real walk in the woods where she had grown up. All she really had here was her parents and of course the crew of the Voyager. Still Voyager wasn't a place for a child to grow up, this wasn't what Kathryn wanted her daughter to remember as home. Of course Earth would never be her only home, she belonged to the continuum as much as she belonged to Earth. A child born to two worlds, it made her wonder if it was going to turn out for the best or for the worst.

Quietly Q stepped into the ready room and smiling to see Janeway perched at the window with their daughter. "Enjoying the view?"

Janeway turned her attention from the window and looked down at the baby, her big eyes already starting to shift over to a teal shade. "It's never too soon to start learning. I was telling our daughter about some of the stars in the distance and the planets around them, and I might have mentioned Earth to her."

Q walked over to the pair and leaned against the wall beside the captain. "Earth, afraid she will never see it for herself?"

"No, she will see it for herself one day, I just." Janeway paused looking back at Amy as she bounced her a little. "I'm attached to Earth because it's where I was born, where I grew up, where my family is. It's my home." The baby's eyes were still fixed on the window, looking out at the stars, rather curious for such a young child, only a few weeks old and she could admire and study the stars. At least she looked to be doing just that. "Amelia was born here in the Delta Quadrant, on Voyager. I'm worried one day when we get back to Earth she will feel as though she is far from home. Far from the stars that became familiar to her, the planets she recognizes all gone." It was a troubling situation but Q couldn't help but smile at Kathryn's concerns. No matter what their daughter would never be far from her 'home'.

"You do realize the baby can already transport herself along with us around the ship. By the time we get back to Earth she might be able to jump between the Alpha and Delta quadrant with a blink of the eye. She's part Q after all." That was very true, Kathryn hadn't considered her daughters powers and how powerful they would become. "When she's all grown up she will be able to go anywhere she wants, do anything she wants, and be anything she wants. A human starfleet captain, a Klingon warrior, a ship." Q paused furrowing his brow as he thought about human children and their somewhat absurd dreams. Some kids said they would grow up to be the most random things, even silly things like an animal. Once their daughter had control of her powers she would actually be able to fulfill those silly childish dreams. It could become problematic if one day Amelia just decided to become a kitten. "Hmm, we might want to encourage her to at least hold back her imagination a little. Q powers and human imagination, that could become a complicated combination set for disaster." Things Q might have considered before procreating with a mortal, he hadn't actually planed this far ahead. "How have you been doing since coming back on the bridge by the way?"

Kathryn smiled and looked around the ready room. "I don't consider this the bridge. I can't put her down for more than a few minutes though she's getting better about being away from me. Took a three hour nap before she got hungry and woke up. It wouldn't be so bad if all she did was cry when I wasn't around but I think she's gone above and beyond the means of a human child to get attention." Something else Q hadn't considered, an infant with Q powers.

"Uh oh, what did you do?" He looked down at Amelia getting a little closer to her face and causing the baby to instinctively throw her hand at him. Q grabbed his nose and leaned back pretending Amelia had hit him hard and somehow hurt him, making a funny face as he spoke again. "Ouch, you have a strong left hook there little girl."

"She shut down helm control." Janeway sounded a little worried and she had every right to be.

"Well, that's, that's brilliant actually. She's figuring out her abilities quickly. That could be a problem without my abilities." What happened if she made someone vanish? The continuum had to be watching her right?

"As soon as I picked her up she gave the controls back."

Q gently took Amelia away cradling her in one of his arms as she looked back to Janeway. "Well I am going to have to set a good example for you then. Teach you about a little self control when it comes to your abilities. Just because you can Amy doesn't mean you should." He bounced her lightly smiling down at her as she put one of her hands in her mouth and cooed back at him. She was very talkative for a newborn. "And help break you of your clingy attachment to your mother. I promise you I can be just as fun to hang around you know." Q laughed looking back at Kathryn. "Of course then mommy has to learn to trust me with you too."

Putting her hands on her hips she walked over to her desk. "I trust you with her."

"Is that so? You haven't left her alone with anyone for more than a few minutes Kathy. This attachment goes two ways you know." Kathryn wouldn't admit she didn't like having Amelia out of her own line of sight but it was true. "How about I take her down to sickbay with me, she can help the doc and I train in Paris."

Janeway tried protesting his choice to be taking off with their daughter. "She's going to cry."

Q rested the baby against his shoulder holding her head so it wouldn't flop around. "Are you going to cry?"

"No, I'm just telling you she's going to cry because she will miss me."

"It's okay if you miss her, you are her mother. You only want whats best for her and it's okay to experience a little separation anxiety as well. You carried her for seven months, that's a long time to bond with someone but now that she's a separate little entity she can start making new bonds with other people, like daddy for instance." Amelia cooed again almost as if she was trying to but in her two cents. "And yes she will cry but then she will start to get use to being away from you. Maybe then we can prevent her from trying to take control of the ship every time her mother can't come hold her because she wants attention."

Sitting down at her desk she wanted to argue with him but he had a point. It was hard to be a captain with a baby in your arms constantly. "Alright, but just for a few hours."

Rubbing Amelia's back Q smiled again. "You hear that Amy, we get to spend some quality father daughter bonding time. I'm going to teach you how to pick up chicks." Q smiled and looked back at Kathryn as she shot him one of her death glares. "I'm just joking." Resting Amelia back in one of his arms he walked over to Kathy. "Now tell your mother you love her." Amelia cooed again and kicked her legs trying to likely communicate how much she disliked this idea of leaving her moms side. Taking one of her tiny hands Q made her wave at Kathy. "Bye bye." Amelia cooed again making Kathryn smile.

"Just be careful with her please."

"I'm not going to break my own child Kathy, it's alright."

Back in sickbay it had taken a while for Amelia to stop her crying and interfering with the medical equipment in sickbay but once she realized her crying wasn't going to make her mother show up she just stopped. More than anyone the doctor seemed the most interested in her, crowding over her and talking to her in his sad attempt at a baby voice, describing medical procedures to her and he tried to 'train in' Tom Paris. "At this rate Mr. Paris little Amelia here is going to be a better nurse than you. At least she listens to what I'm saying, isn't that right little Amy." The baby scrunched up her brow and cooed before turning her attention back to her father. "So Q, any thought into who her Godparents are going to be? I have researched the old time Earth tradition of assigning godparents to children as a secondary system of guardians to help guide them in their life."

Paris smiled when it was brought up, he pretended he wasn't as interested in it as the doctor was since the doc made it no secret he was actually interested in being a godfather to little Amelia. He had mentioned more than once he was an icon for setting good examples. "Oh yeah, I heard the captain talking about making B'Elanna godmother."

Q let out a little sigh, "We haven't talked about godparents yet. Originally I had thought Kes would have been her godmother but now, well wherever Kes is, I guess that's a little out of the question. I know Kathy had considered Chakotay for a godfather before Amelia was born but I am already set in who her godfather is going to be."

The doctor seemed rather excited, "Who?" He paused, if Kes had been the original choice for godmother then it seemed only right he would be the right choice for the godfather. "Is it me?"

Paris interrupted with a laugh, "You? But, you're just a hologram."

The doc huffed, "Well this just a hologram has saved your life several times Mr. Paris. Just remember that."

"Q and I are buddies, we give each other advice. It's obvious he would pick me as Amelia's godfather." Paris slapped Q on the back feeling like there wasn't even a competition.

"Actually you are both wrong. Jean-Luc Picard is her godfather." Both Paris and the doctor seemed a little let down.

"The starfleet captain Jean-Luc Picard? He's in the alpha quadrant though." Paris reminded Q.

"That makes little difference to me, he's clearly the perfect choice."

The doctor nearly threw down one of his tools and glared at Q. "Kes was going to be her godmother and yet you didn't even consider me for her godfather? I'm hurt, shocked, I'm a perfect choice as well. I'm honest, caring, and I speak over 150 different languages."

Q shrugged his shoulders. "Well, maybe you can be her godmother then." He joked with that villainous smile of his.

"I am appalled." The doctor continued before pausing and looking back at Q. "Do you think the captain would go for that?"

Paris showed off a little smirk somewhat amused the doc would actually settle for godmother. "How about they name you Amelia's official fairy godhologram. There's a first for everything."

"Not funny Mr. Paris." The doctor continued to glare at him. "One more comment like that and I'll slip a tranquilizer into your lunch."

Picking up Amelia Q snuggled her with a smile, it was entertaining to see the two argue with each other over something as little as who the godfather was going to be. "It's really her mothers final say but if I can sway her vote towards Picard that is who her godfather will be. A baby this special, well she deserves a very special godfather." Besides it felt only fair. He had tormented Picard, trained him, helped to mold him into the captain he had become, now it was his turn to repay him. Help him mold his daughter into the person she would become. Spawn of Q, Picards new tormentor. A match made in proverbial heaven.