Hey readers! My name is Tia and I am a 17 year old Creative Writing student at Lee High in Huntsville, Alabama. This is my first fan fic for a assignment we have in class.
Disclaimer: As much as it pains me that Tom Paris doesn't belong to me, he and the rest of the Voyager crew are not my personal writing slaves. So basically, I don't own anything except the plot.
Summary: I was really disappointed with the fact that as a woman of power Janeway was basically a spinster with no hope of finding love or having a family while the rest of her crew were getting lovers from every alien species they met. So here's a change to Kathryn Janeway's life.
Author's Note: Janeway may be a bit OOC and I may be wrong about Q having the ability to read minds. If I am, let's just call that error "taking a few liberties"
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Rewind
Chapter 1
"Coffee, black."
The cup of the liquid loveliness appeared in the mouth of the replicator, its smell filling Captain Kathryn Janeway's ready room. She grabbed the cup and brought it to her nose sniffing the elixir, then turned to look out at the stars. The smell of her coffee was familiar and frankly a bit redundant; this was her fourth cup in thirty minutes. The day was a bit more stressful than any other day, the ship's systems were acting out and she didn't know why. Plus, on top of that today was the first anniversary of her "Dear John" letter.
She had always thought less of women who wallow over men that they had lost, but the sting of Mark's new engagement was still present. She took another sip of her coffee and moved to sit at her desk. The coffee tasted bitter now, but she continued to sip. She had promised the Doctor that she would lay off the four cups a day, but like an addict she needed the coffee in order to calm herself.
When the cup was empty she found that she couldn't focus herself on taste anymore, but once again on her broken engagement. As she thought more of it she began to feel the regret that haunted her at night. Regrets that she didn't marry Mark, regrets that she didn't have any children, and those regrets led to the age old regret about the Caretaker incident. She began making if-then statements, the one that rang the most in her mind was: if she had not stranded them in the Delta Quadrant, then she would still have the chance to be married and have children.
"Kathy, why such depressing thoughts?" boomed a voice throughout her ready room.
Kathryn jumped up from her seat, angry that Q had been listenting to her think.
"What do you want Q?" she yelled out.
For a few moments no answer came, but the jingle that came whenever he appeared sounded and there was Q sitting on her desk. He got up and grabbed her shoulder, looking into her eyes.
"What I want Kathy is to give you what you want."