I enter the house knowing that I'm about to answer quite a few questions. At this point, I have shared my experiences on Voyager with all three of my family members, so I hope it isn't as bad as I'm thinking it could be.

"Don't detour, Katie. Straight to the living room." My mom's voice booms from the other room. I take a deep breath and then the first step towards what feels like an inquisition.

I plop down into the couch, tuck my feet beneath me then look at the three familiar faces before me.

"Let me start by asking one thing. You met Chakotay today?"

"Yes and no, momma."

"Very clear, Goldenbird."

"What I mean to say is that yes I met him today, but he was on Voyager."

"Voyager?"

"The ship I captained in whatever vision or reality I saw on Tau Ceti Prime. He was my first officer." I want to go into him being a Maquis, but I have kept that piece of information close hold in hopes that I can fix that situation before it happens.

"You're in love with him aren't you?" This one's from Phoebe. Of course an artist wouldn't have missed the gleam in my eye when I looked at him.

"I was in love with Chakotay my first officer. And besides 15 years and some memory engrams, he is the same person as the man who ate lunch at our table."

"You were in a relationship with your first officer?" Just like Phoebe asked about love because she's an artist, my father asks about regulations because he is an Admiral.

"No. I was in love with him, but you know regulations. We were stranded for over three years, but we were never anything more than friends."

For my family, these statements are just parts of a fictitious story, but to me they feel just as real as the lightning storm at my grandparents' farm when I was a little girl.

"It's hard to explain. A part of me realizes that the accident only happened two months ago, but a bigger part of me feels like it was a lifetime ago. Only this time, I didn't lose daddy."

I look up at the man I have always adored. I'm his Goldenbird. And he's my daddy. No matter my age, I will always feel like his little girl.

"What does Chakotay think?"

"I told him about my near death experience if that's what you mean, momma. His ancestors are strong believers in a spirit realm and visions beyond what we can comprehend. I know he believes me, and I know we have a connection now just like we did when we met on Voyager's bridge."

"When we came in and saw you snuggled together, I'll be honest in saying that I was shocked. You seemed for all the world to be holding the other half of your soul. If I didn't know how much of a doubter you are, I would be concerned about you. But this experience must have been profound for you to believe so much in it."

"It was. It is. When I saw Chakotay today it only reaffirmed what I felt. I don't know how much of the future is accurate now since I have already changed things, but there are so many things in my head to share."

"More experiences, Goldenbird?"

"More than that. Have any of you gone in my room the last couple weeks?" They all nod. "Then you have seen the stacks of padds?" Again three nods. "Those are specs. They have been circling in my brain. I obviously haven't tested any of them, but I feel confident that they will all be successful."

"Specs? What are we talking about exactly?"

"Shuttles, bioneural gel packs, alien technologies we acquired along the way, and most importantly, Voyager herself."

"I was doubting the temporal mechanics of what you described, but if these specs work out, I think I'll believe you."

"That's not all, though. I have seen enemies that the Federation will face in the future. I know how some events are most likely to unfold. If my knowledge proves correct, it will be invaluable towards protecting the Federation."

I want to tell my family about the Borg, Species 8472, and the Cardassian betrayal, but I decide to hold my tongue until my specs check out.

"I think we should make a trip to my office bright and early tomorrow to check out those specs."

"I agree."

"If they check out, I think we should ask the board of Admirals to convene. The Temporal Prime Directive is paramount, but you know that regulations are unclear enough that you could get away with sharing your experience."

"I've been thinking the same thing, but that's a big if. They look good on paper, but we will need to run scenarios to test them."

Four nods are seen. My family all agree with my assessment of the situation. I find myself hoping that I'm right. If I am, I can put a lot of wrongs to right.