A/N: So, I was going to post this forever ago, but forgot about it. I found it the other day, and realized the formatting had been corrupted. So, I patched it all back together, and hopefully it´s something worth reading!
Kathryn Janeway stood in Sickbay with the Doctor, listening to his report
"It's really quite unusual, Captain. I've never heard of anything like this." He said, using his index finger to point at the screen in front of them, "When she came in for her check up two weeks ago, everything was normal. But, now, looking at the results of the scans I've just done, it's like we're looking at a different person." Kathryn nodded, then glanced into the other room where Annie was sitting on one of the beds. She watched as Annie swung her feet back and forth, obviously nervous. She remembered Annie telling her that hospitals, and infirmaries, made her nervous. She realized the Doctor was talking to her again, and directed her attention back to him.
"According to genetics, we're looking at Annie Jensen. But, her hormone levels are unusually high. The only thing know of that would elevate her hormone levels like this are pregnancy." He said, pointing to the computer on his desk. Kathryn looked at him questioningly.
"She's pregnant?" She blurted, her eyebrows rising dramatically, "I will not have another pregnant woman on this ship, not after Ensign Wildman and B´Elanna." She was adamant, which didn't surprise the Doctor in the least. After being out in space for seven years, it had become Janeway´s unofficial policy that all pregnant women were sent back to Earth or a nearby space station. To her relief, the Doctor shook his head.
"No. Although these readings would indicate otherwise, there was no fetus present when I scanned her." Then, as if he knew what question was about to follow, he continued, "There is also no sign of a miscarriage." Kathryn shook her head in confusion, then stepped closer to the glass. The Doctor followed her and spoke quietly,
"She seems to be having a hard time. It might help if you would go and talk to her."
"All right, I'll see what I can do, Doctor." She bobbed her head once in dismissal. The Doctor smiled, and opened the door to the adjoining room.
Annie looked up from the floor when Kathryn walked up to her.
"Captain," She stood immediately, "You have no idea how good it is to see you!" She tried to smile, but it didn't reach her eyes. Her green eyes showed signs of strain, and she obviously hadn't slept in a while.
"Please, Annie, sit back down." Kathryn indicated for Annie to take her former seat. Annie did so, keeping her eyes on Kathryn the whole time. Neither of them spoke for a moment, leaving an awkward silence in the room.
"I know my story sounds pretty strange." Annie finally said, "I mean, I've travelled through time, and in one of those times, I was living a totally different life!" Kathryn nodded, but didn't say anything. Annie continued,
"It feels like ages since I've been aboard Voyager, but I know it really hasn't been." Her brown hair tumbled over her shoulders, but the natural blonde highlights were no longer there. Kathryn watched her for a moment. She knew it was the same person on her crew, but there was a maturity in her eyes that hadn't been there even the day before.
"You really were pregnant, weren't you?" Kathryn asked, her voice low. Annie met her gaze and nodded.
"I was. I'm sure you can imagine what it felt like when the Doctor told me that I wasn't pregnant." Kathryn didn't say anything, but simply nodded. Few of the crew members knew it, but she had suffered a miscarriage in her early twenties. Annie put her hands in her lap, with her palms facing up. "I just found out that I was pregnant, Captain," Annie's eyes started to tear up as she continued, "but now I come here, and I'm not anymore. It's like this part of me has been taken away, and I didn't even know it was there two days ago." One hand went down to her abdomen, and it was obviously a subconscious action.
"Annie, we'll get this all figured out." Kathryn promised reassuringly, rising from her seat, "And in the mean time, do you think you can help us get the warp core back online?" Her last comment was said with a smile, and Annie smiled back.
"I'll do what I can." She replied.
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Annie leaned against the kitchen counter, looking over at Derrin.
"Ok, I don't know much about time travel, but I do know enough to realize that if I'm here, then the Annie from your time has to be somewhere as well." She stated.
"I know, and that's the part that doesn't make sense." Derrin agreed with a brief nod of the head, "I've never heard of anyone replacing themselves in the future." Or past, Annie added silently. At least in the past I could make up some stupid story, and everyone would believe me.
"Especially not taking on certain, characteristics, of themselves in that time." Annie added quietly. She hadn't intended for Derrin to hear it, but the hurt look on his face made her realize he did. She sighed, leaning forward to put a hand on his shoulder.
"Gosh, Derrin, I shouldn't have said that." She apologized, "It must be very hard for you right now." Derrin looked at her, but didn't say anything. She could see the longing in his eyes, and knew he wanted her to be the Annie from the future. He wants you to be his wife, regardless of which time you're from.
"It's not your fault, honey, don't worry about it." He replied, sounding tired. He rubbed the back of his neck, a motion that Annie had become quite familiar with in the past few hours. Annie wished she could just become a part of this reality, and not worry about anything else. Not about why I'm here, where the future me is, or even how Voyager is doing. But, she knew she didn't belong there, and her conscience was nagging at her from the back of her mind. She felt like two different parts of her were fighting, and she just wanted a compromise. But there is no such thing as a compromise in this kind of situation. It was impossible to start with!
