Just One More Day

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A/N: Although I didn't get as many reviews as I'd like, but I'm posting again to give all of you guys who do read my stories a chance to read some more.

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Chapter 15

She felt something painfully pull at her mind, as if another presence had arrived. The morilogium had affected her ability to control her telepathy, so she could no longer turn off her passive scanning of other minds. She forced herself to wake completely and focus her mind to find whoever's presence had woken her.

Concentrating on her breathing, she allowed her mind to expand and see the familiar voices of the minds from around her, until she found the one that did not belong. As she expanded her mind throughout the village, she came across not one but two strangers. Only, they weren't strangers.

Focusing on their mind's voices and no one else's, she tried to place where she had heard those voices before. Unable to do so, she decided to simply get up and investigate.

Being quiet so as not to wake her husband, she put on a robe over her pijamas and slipped on her shoes, then headed out the door. Trying to keep her focus so to guide her, she found herself walking to the Meeting Hall. As she got closer, the voices became louder in her mind and more distinctive, but she could not place them. Their familiarity was more an echo of a memory than anything else, and it frustrated her slightly that she could not remember. She blamed the morilogium, but blame didn't help her to remember.

So she walked inside, as silent as ever, until she heard the voices aloud.

". . . so how do you plan to control our jumps?" one asked.

"I think I've found what could be a pattern. We'll need to see when we are now, but if I this pattern is what I think it is, these jumps should bring us there naturally."

Jumps? Who could they be and what were they talking about?

"Then we should figure out when we are," the first voice said.

She needed to figure out the identity of these people and opened the door to the room they were in. She peeked in and gasped when she saw them.

"I agree—" the second, shorter blond was saying until he heard the gasp. He turned toward her and she recognized him by his eyes.

"Tom?" she asked in disbelief.

"Kes?" he responded.

"How—How did you get here?"

"This is gonna sound like a weird question," Tom told her, "but how long have you be here?"

"Here, in this room or here on Destain?"

"On this planet."

"Seven years."

"Seven years. Then I might be right after all."

"Right about what? How did the two of you get here? Did you bring Voyager? How—"

"Whoa, Kes, take it easy. I might only be a medic, but I can tell that too much excitement isn't what you need."

"Do you want me to wake the Captain?" she asked Chakotay, ignoring Tom's statement.

"What time is it?" he asked.

"I-I do not know. It is late, by the looks of things."

"What are you doing up at this hour?" Tom asked.

"Your arrival woke me."

"You didn't experience a headache, did you?" Tom asked, scanning her with his tricorder.

"No, why would I have a headache?"

"No antichronitons," Tom told Chakotay.

"They must have drawn back to Naomi. At least that's consistent," Chakotay responded.

"What are you two talking about?" Kes asked them. "What are antichronitons?"

"They appear to be a sort of, side affect of some time traveling we seem to be doing," Tom explained.

"Time travel?"

"Yes, we don't have much time to explain," Chakotay told her. "Do you think you can tell us everything you remember about the day you arrived here?"

"I can try. Now let me see. The Kazon had taken control and they had gathered us all in the cargo hold, was it? Well, they confined us someplace and then we landed. They lead us out and left."

"About how long did it take?"

Kes tried to think back, but her memory was fuzzy and not helping her much. The fact that she hadn't thought back to those days recently weren't helping her. She only remembered the Kazon because somehow they ended up in a conversation she had had earlier that day.

"I'm not sure. I don't think it was too long, but then again, it wasn't too short, either."

Chakotay asked something else, but Kes had not heard. Her mind had been tugged someplace else. She had been passively sensing everyone else's dreams, besides Tom's and Chakotay's, when suddenly a mind woke up and screamed in her mind in a panic.

The telepathic shock was too much for Kes and she collapsed, luckily caught by Tom. When births had taken place before her morilogium, she had known because she had been telepathically monitoring the expecting women so as to be able to help them quicker but never had felt such sharp thoughts. With her losing control of her basic telepathic control, she had stopped that and this sudden loud and panicked thoughts were hurting her more than she could have anticipated.

"What's wrong?" Tom asked, scanning her with his tricorder, which helped but was not a medical tricorder, so there was only so much he could do with it.

"It's Celes. She's in labor. She's worried because she's afraid to give birth, afraid it will be painful like with human labor, especially since her contractions hurt as much as they do."

"Is there anything we can do?"

"No, if the others knew you were here, achieving the peaceful setting and rhythm Celes needs will be impossible. You will be a distraction to everyone. I must go and help."

Kes turned to leave but a groan of pain screamed through her brain, causing her to collapse, only this time Tom was not there to catch her. As the pain subsided, she realized she had felt something similar when she had awoken, but the presence had been dominant. Reaching out with her mind, she realized it was Naomi who was in pain, not Celes. Before falling asleep there on the floor as she had done once upon a time when they first arrived, she remembered Tom's asking her about a headache and Chakotay's mention of Naomi.

Too tired to try to understand, she allowed herself to fall asleep as best as possible with the distractions of the waking minds making her task even more difficult.

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Naomi, Katrina, and T'Lana were playing hide and seek with Alixia and Naomi had found herself an excellant hiding place. Alixia was it and from her hiding space, she could tell Katrina and T'Lana had been found. No doubt they had hidden together. T'Lana's father would no doubt say that was illogical, but T'Lana didn't care about logic as much as her father would like.

Naomi watched as Alixia, who looked almost as old as she did even though she was only one year old, came into her line of sight with four year old Katrina and and three year old T'Lana. Even though Katrina was older, T'Lana appeared to be slightly older, due to her Klingon/Vulcan/human blood. Naomi didn't really know who old she looked, but figured it had to be a lot older than Katrina, who was only a year younger than she.

Naomi knew she could come out of hiding whenever she pleased since she had won, but since she was the only real challenge for Alixia, she remained out of sight.

Suddenly she felt a headache so large she fell out of her hiding place up in the tree. She did not notice the pain from her landing, her headache was so great. She hadn't experienced anything like this in a very long time, not since she had been treated by Konoth when she was little. The treatment had made her better, but for days afterward she experienced the most horrible headaches.

The thump she made when she hit the ground got Katrina and T'Lana's attention. The two girls ran to Naomi, to be sure she was alright but Alixia didn't move. She didn't notice anything around her except for one thing.

Her telepathic abilities were crude at best, being only half Ocampa and all, but her one best ability was her ability to sense people's mind and where they were in location to herself. She couldn't read their minds from far away but she could sense them none the less. Naomi was the only person she knew who could keep their presence hidden from her and that was only for short periods of time when she was focusing. The pain Naomi suddenly felt had been a shock to her system, as her mind suddenly registered her proximity. That wasn't why she stood unmoving, terrified.

She stood there because at the same time she sensed Naomi, she sensed the arrival of two strange minds. Investigating, she realized they were in the center of the village and that they were determined. She didn't know what they were determined to do, which terrified her even more than how they suddenly got there.

To Be Continued . . .

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