Chapter 4
Captain Janeway stood at the foot of the bio-bed that miraculously held a woman who looked exactly like her, except a lot older.
The older woman had been found floating in space in a strange machine. She had been unconscious until Janeway got impatient and grabbed hold of the older woman's shoulders, hard. Janeway gave her a good shake.
"Wake up! Who are you, and what are you doing in the Delta Quadrant?" she said.
The older woman started screaming. "I won't go back! YOU CAN'T MAKE ME!"
The Doctor ran forward, clutching a hydrospray, then jammed it on the older "Janeway's" neck.
The older "Janeway" jerked forward, then said, calmly, "I am Admiral Kathryn Janeway, I come from Earth."
Captain Janeway smirked, then said, "Well, then, Admiral, what are you doing here?"
Admiral Janeway, still very serious, leaned forward, and said, "I'm here to prevent a terrible disaster. That machine I was in was built by Reginald Barclay, Head of War Technology Developement. The future I come from is a warzone."
Captain Janeway's smirk quickly disappeared, replaced with a look of disbelief. She turned to Tuvok, who had arrived a few moments ago, and said, "I want to speak with the Admiral. Alone." He nodded, then herded all of the senior officers out of sickbay.
"Do you want me to remain outside the door?" he asked.
The captain nodded, then waited for the hiss of the sickbay doors to start talking.
"How can we trust you?" she asked.
The admiral shook her head, then said, "That's exactly what I would say. But you just have to trust me."
"Just trust you. Just trust you?" the captain said. "How can we just trust you?"
At this, the admiral blew her top.
"AFTER THAT KLINGON VESSEL DIDN'T ANSWER BACK TO THE KLINGON EMPIRE, THEY DECLARED WAR ON THE FEDERATION! IT WAS DEVASTING! THEY DESTROYED STARBASES! THEY MURDERED OFFICERS!" She started to cry.
Captain Janeway sat down next to her, then placed her arm around her shoulder.
The admiral started to speak again, saying sentences in between sobs.
"The Enterprise H *sniff* was responding *sniff* to a distress call. They *sniff* were just on *sniff* an archealogical mission. *sniff* Admiral Picard was in command. *sniff* His wife, *sniff* Beverly Crusher, *sniff* was onboard, *sniff* with their son, *sniff* Johnathan. *sniff* So was Worf, the Klingon officer. *sniff* The Klingons *sniff* were waiting for them. *sniff* They were all murdered! *sniff* The Klingons took Picard *sniff* and tortured him *sniff* right in front of Beverly! *sniff* They let her go in an escape pod *sniff* to warn the Federation. I was on duty when she arrived. *sniff* She was hystarical. *sniff* Before I left to come here, *sniff* she was in the psyciatric ward, talking to him *sniff* in her imagination."
She broke into sobs, her shoulders heaving.
She wiped tears from her eyes as she started talking again.
"When Voyager arrived in the Alphe Quadrant, they were welcomed home by an enormous battle between the Klingons and Starfleet. Voyager's shields were greatly weakened. A Klingon ship easily beamed warriors onboard. The warriors found their way to the bridge, and killed all of the senior officers. And Chakotay..."
The admiral started crying again.
"T-they m-m-m-made me watch!"