Harry was quivering with excitement as Seven and Kathryn joined him in the holodeck. Seven made him wait 6 months before she was willing to share their discoveries with her partner. After too many disappointments, too many dashed hopes Seven had to be sure. Kathryn would not have the rug pulled out from under her this time. Now she and Harry had all the pieces together. With a go ahead from the Captain they will fire the first slip stream bore.

Janeway knew something big was about to happen. Seven was much calmer then Harry but the sparkle in her eyes was radiant. As the holodeck grids disappeared and a lab took its place she waited calmly for the big reveal.

"Captain" Harry said in a shaky voice. "Seven and I have some research to share with you. I think you will be pleased. " He then began a simulation showing their plans to get Voyager home.

"Computer chair" Seven barked as saw Kathryn's knees begin to buckle. The tremor in the Captain's voice was slight but noticeable as she began to question the details of the plan.

"How soon to test the first bore?" Her eyes widened when Seven replied.

"The components are ready Captain. We just need your authorization to put them together. It can be prepared for trial in 24 hours." Seven was glad Kathryn was sitting down as she continued. "It will work. We will be home in two years as promised."

The Captain's regained the calm demeanor for which she was famous, and began to decide what the next steps will be. "Who else have you shown this to?"

Seven was surprised that the Captain would think they would show it to anyone before her. "No one" she replied.

The Captain nodded her approval. "We will convene a senior staff meeting in one hour. Tom will need instructions in navigating the ship thorough all the different stages of the plan."

Harry nodded, "I have a simulation. It really won't be a challenge for him."

"I would like everyone's input on how often we will break up the trip to avoid a direct tunnel home. I am glad you figured that in the scheme." With that she led them out in to the corridor calling a senior staff meeting as she moved.

It really was just that easy. Easier actually, B'Elanna found a way to make the tunnels deteriorate within a year of their passage. The Captain felt that they did not need to use the sling shot more then twice. The time to create and find the energy for each sling shot would have added more time to the trip then she was willing to spend. Instead she had them fly in random directions sometimes even back tracking a few light years before each tunnel.

Of course the Paris Janeway's personal life was a bit more difficult to navigate. Klingon babies really know how make themselves felt in a family. His lusty cry at his delivery should have been a warning of things to come. Donato Rainerio Paris Janeway arrived both beautiful and loud. If he was hungry, wet, tired or bored the whole ship knew it. His parents were as bleary eyed now as when they had four toddlers to deal with.

At least Kathryn and Seven were well rested when he arrived. They had spent the previous four days enjoying their honeymoon on the holodeck. The women chose a very private event. The Janeway didn't have any big party or ceremony. Seven wanted her name to match the children's so with both Tom and Kathryn's approval she became Anika Paris Janeway. They all agreed that keeping Seven of Nine as part of her legal name would not help her be accepted in the alpha quadrant.

From the moment Donato's eyes were able to focus it was clear that Seven belonged to him. If she was in sight he demanded to be in her arms. Her implants delighted him. He would get frustrated when he couldn't pull them off but trying was his favorite pastime. Now at eighteen months he was walking, talking and almost as good as his brother Hop at escaping. Another Janeway who is excellent at causing general mayhem. B'Elanna sometimes wondered if his middle name Rainerio, meaning wise warrior, was a bad idea. He seemed to be a little heavy on the warrior and light on the wise. Seven insisted on choosing his first name, Donato, meaning blessing.

The Senior staff were together in the conference room. Today was the day. This tunnel was the last leg. Voyager was already in the outskirts of the Alpha quadrant, but this jump will put them in hailing distance of Star Fleet. One last hurdle and it is mission accomplished.

Janeway looked around the table. "Does anyone need to share any concerns or comments before we proceeded?" She looked at each officer individually and they shook their head in the negative until she got to Harry.

"I" He paused and looked down at his hands not sure how to start. Janeway looked at him curiously and cocked her eyebrow.

"What is it Harry?"

"Well, we haven't talked about what will happen. I mean the Maquee, the Equinox crew, Seven and" he took a deep breath "you. We have all worked to get home. Now I…" He shrugged his shoulders as he didn't know how to continue.

Janeway flashed her famous half smile hoping to be comforting while knowing that couldn't answer all his fears. "The Maquee are a non issue. Not all of them had records and only Chakotay had an arrest warrant. Based on the messages we received using the Herogin network there will be no problem for him. He and all the Maquee have served with distinction."

Janeway sent her wife a warm smile. "I have no worries about Seven's reception. I am sure she will be considered a victim of the Borg and her return a miracle." As for the rest Janeway was unsure. She knew it would be silly to try to protect Harry or anyone from the possibilities.

"I can't predict what will happen with the Equinox crew. The people we have with us were not in control of the choices that were made by their captain. I will help the brass to understand the absolute desperation that they were living with daily. It is not like they had a choice to be dropped off at the next outpost. I really don't know."

Janeway could feel her officers, her friends, waiting for the final piece. What will happen to her. "I am going to lead this ship back to the arms of Starfleet. I am going to stand up to the board of admirals and answer every question they have. Every question fully and honestly. I have done many things I am not overly proud of in the past 15 years but I will answer to every one of them. I am not worried because no matter what happens it will happen at home."

Epilog

The Delta Quadrant adventure became the stuff of legend. The intrepid Captain a hero. Now at 95 years old she was still a vibrant woman. A little slower using a cane but as vibrant and sharp as she ever was. Janeway's rise to primer admiral of Starfleet was not meteoric but steady. She achieved the honor at 65 and worked for 30 years as hard as she ever did. Janeway was known as the woman who guided Star Fleet back to what they were always meant to be, explorers and diplomats.

Janeway exited the lift and headed for her office. Her secretary, a serene looking woman in her early forties, stood when she arrived. Tired of breaking in assistants just to have them transferred else ware Admiral Janeway started a policy of civilian assistants in her office. As a result Tamara had been with her for 20 years.

"You have visitors in the conference room." Tamara smiled as she spoke.

"Who?"

Tamara started to tick off names on her fingers. "Admiral Janeway and the Commanders Janeway."

"I see. Why are they in the conference room and not the office?"

Tamara's eyes sparked. "There is also Ambassador Janeway and," She gave a rather cheeky grin as she continued. "The artist Janeway, the cadets Janeway…"

The Admiral put up her hand to stop her. "I am guessing you are telling me that most of my family is in the conference room."

"No Admiral what I am telling you is that all of your family is in the conference room."

"Tommy too?" Janeway's smile was radiant when she thought of her one great grandchild. Like their father Hops kids did everything early so he was a very young grandfather. Janeway hurried in the room. Just before she entered she stopped. She remembered that her whole family wasn't there. Tom and B'Elanna had passed 15 years earlier. Her of a rare disease not treated in time and him from a heart attack that Janeway always believed to be a broken heart. The two couples had continued to live in tandem even as the children had grown and gone. Janeway missed them every day.

As the Admiral entered the room the Star Fleet contingent of her family jumped to attention. Donato laughed as the stayed in his seat. "I love it when that happens. Go back out and come back in again. Please Captain."

Having denied that request dozens of times she waited until everyone was seated and then finally did it. The entire family burst out laughing as Vice Admiral Harry and the Commanders Sally and Scott Janeway stood again, along with three cadets and two Ensigns. Amelia Janeway tried to burn these moments in her memory. They would grace her canvases when she was next in her studio.

Little Tommy, the spitting image of his great grandfather, ran in to Janeway's arms. "We are having a slumber party Captain!"

Her children never broke the habit of calling her Captain. To them it was the title that belonged to their mother. The next generations followed suit.

Janeway looked around in surprise. She sat down so the young boy could crawl up on her lap. "We are?"

Tommy was wriggling with excitement. "Yes on Voyager. We packed some bags and we are gong on Voyager, tonight."

The Admiral had kept Voyager in space all these years. She was serving as the Admiral's yacht. Janeway used it for short journeys. However in two days both the Admiral and the Star Ship will be decommissioned. She will land her beloved ship on the grounds of the presidio and then attend her retirement ceremony. The longest serving Admiral in Star Fleet was ready to rest.

"I see she said dryly. I don't recall authorizing this." she looked over at the other Admiral Janeway for an explanation.

"It is fully authorized Admiral." Hop knew when formality was smart.

"I see. As she is my ship and no one outranks me I am not sure who could authorize such a thing."

Tommy chimed in. "Seven said we could Captain. Everybody says you are…"

Ensign Edward Janeway quickly reached out to cover his son's mouth. Janeway looked over at her wife as she delicately removed Eddies hand from Tommy's mouth.

"What were you going to say sweet heart." She put her finger up making it clear that no one should try to stop him from answering.

"Well Captain, everybody says that you are the Admiral but Grammy Seven is the boss."

You could of heard a pin drop as the family waited for the fallout from such a statement. Janeway pulled out the old force ten glare. She looked around the room at all assembled. Then called out to her secretary.

As the woman entered the room Janeway said, "Tamara, Seven has graciously arranged a slumber party on my ship. Would you and your boys like to join us?" The glare on the Senior Admiral's face turned it to a radiant smile.

Tamara glowed at the invitation. "Yes, Admiral we would love to."

"As I am about to retire and you have been with me for a very long time. I think you should be calling me by my first name by now. Don't you?"

"It will be an honor. Thank you Captain."

The room erupted in to laughter as Janeway rolled her eyes in exasperation.

Fin

It had to end somewhere. I truly believe this will be my last Voyager tale. Thanks to all who have read my work over the years! Maybe I will see some of you in other fandoms