While dumping toxic waste on the planet where S.S. Raven and her crew were assimilated by the Borg years ago in B'omar Space, I head over to LMH (Longterm Medical Hologram) Dr. Gregory House's Office in Sick Bay to try and get a fix on what kind of nightmare it is.

Capt. Wex: So what kind of nightmare do you think it is, Doc?

LMH (Longterm Medical Hologram) Dr. Gregory House: Well, let me see? Uhm. [thinks for a second] This could be a case of your True Love or someone similar calling to you or...Do you know anybody who's voice's stolen?

Capt. Wex: Well, uh, not really? OH WAIT! I take that back. I kinda know someone. But I don't know her name right off the bat.

House: Well, OK then. It seems it could be that you're fantasizing about True Love or could be a case of some Damsel-In-Distress Paradox. I'll have Spencer do a brain scan for any sign of "paradoxes."

Capt. Wex: Sounds good. Thanks Doc!

Then about an hour later, my brain scan was complete.

Spencer [British accent]: We scanned your brain, Captain, and we found high levels of chroniton in your hippocampus.

Capt. Wex: Oh shit. OK then, I'll rally up a staff meeting starting now!

Now it's 1000 Hours and I rally up my crew for an Emergency Conference:

[the crew murmuring distinctly]

Capt. Wex: Good morning, guys. You're all here because of a certain problem that was once localized in your very Captain now is spreading like a virus: the nightmare where someone's voice is pulled out and put into some kind of storage device.

Someone raises her hand (who happens to be Head Counselor Annika Hansen, formerly Seven of Nine, whom I was having an affair with during the 3-Month Tour)...

Capt. Wex: Yes, Annika? I see we have a question.

Annika Hansen: I didn't experience a nightmare like that! I...oh wait a minute, I did. And it was Chakotay, not you like I thought it would be.

Capt. Wex: That's OK, Doll, I'm pretty sure that you- - Wait a minute? How do you know about Chakotay? He's been dead for 12 years, ever since Caretaker's displacement wave killed him and his Maquis crew.

Annika: I don't know, he just popped in there!

Capt. Wex: You mean like a temporal displacement of a memory of a person you've never met?

Annika: Yeah, something like that.

Capt. Wex: That's something that Dr. House found in my brain scan this morning. In my hippocampus area of my brain, he found high levels of chroniton in there!

[the staff act surprised]

Capt. Wex: That's right! And I think that you guys experienced that as well; experienced a temporal displacement memory of someone you hardly knew.

Homer: Or something.

Capt. Wex: Like what?

Homer: The Forbidden Donut.

Capt. Wex: Uh, Homer? How the hell does that fit in?

Homer: My ex-wife, Marge, stole it from me and put it into a lunchbox of some k- -

Capt. Wex: I thought so! Anyway, I'd like some suggestions of what to do about these nightmares. Any ideas?

They think for a moment, then someone (Junior Counselor Topanga Matthews, wife of Cory Matthews) found an idea:

Topanga Matthews: Why don't we contact the Ullians?

Capt. Wex: Nah, Topanga, that wouldn't work because they are in Federation space in the Alpha and Beta Quadrants, remember?

Topanga: Oh. OK.

Then somebody else interjects:

Commander Stanley Dawson Marsh: How about the Dream Species?

Capt. Wex [puzzled]: The Dream Species?

Stan: Yeah, at the Window of Dreams nebula!

Capt. Wex: Oh yeah, those guys! That sounds like a helluva good idea!

Lieutenant Commander Joseph Korso [Bill Pullman-like voice]: Yeah, if you wanna count fucking sheep!

Capt. Wex: Who asked you to interfere, Joe? And besides, your job is to handle our Quantum Slipstream and other Engineering stuff, not giving ideas to commit genocide on races like the Drejj!

Korso: Or even the TimeSplitters, in which you wiped out?

Capt. Wex: Oh shit, you have me there. But still, your job is all that Engineering jargon downstairs, capisci?

Korso: Uh, yeah!

Capt. Wex: Good then. I say that this Staff Meeting is adjourned; AND MR. ZEBETH?

Then there is my trusted Geemer alien, Jonas:

Lieutenant Commander Jonas Geemer Zebeth [educated Garth Marenghi accent]: Yes, sir?

Capt. Wex: Set course for the Window of Dreams, Quantum Slipstream Drive!

Jonas: 10-4!

So now we use the Quantum Slipstream that the Species 116 guy who reminded me of Steve Guttenberg gave us as a Christmas present to help us get Home during the 4-Year Tour of Journey back in the '90s when Voyager was lost in the Delta Quadrant for, you get the idea, 4 years! Anyway, we arrived at the Window of Dreams in a matter of 15 minutes (that's the amount of time that you'd save money on your car insurance, if you use Geico that is!)! Upon arrival, not much has changed from the last visit in 1998, when we were just passing through and all of the suddenly, our ship gets rocked by 'cosmic waves', our dreams get invaded and find out that the Dream Species were investigating us to see if we were as bad as the Borg, as it turned out, we weren't and carried on. But they praised us to return, and so we did: during the 3-Month Tour of Solemn Duty (the last round-up of the original members of the Here & Now Gang back on the Voyager Saddle one last time). So anyway, I arrive there, the crew is undoubtedly waiting for my next move...so is a War Wasp named Zeebo Lucien Sanchez:

Lieutenant Commander Zeebo Lucien Sanchez [some kind of Todd Rivers accent]: Shall I open a channel to them, Cap'?

I paused for a moment, not being sure if I wanna go forward with this, until...

Capt. Wex: Yeah, Sanch, go on ahead.

[Sanch punches in the hailing frequencies, channel opens]

Sanch: Channel's open, Cap'.

Capt. Wex: This is the Starship Voyager, Captain Wex Major in command. Are you guys glad to have me back?

Then the screen pops up, revealing a member of the Dream Species, Aragon (who kinda reminds me of Qui-Gon Jinn a little bit), in a dream-like world...

Aragon [Qui-Gon Jinn, or Peyton Westlake-like accent]: This is Aragon, the ambassadorial liasion between your ship and our Dream Species.

Capt. Wex: You don't mean the Aragon from Lord of the Rings?

Aragon: Not precisely, but I'm the one who can help people's dreams and/or analyze them if their dreams or nightmares have special qualities.

Capt. Wex: Good, I want you to analyze this nightmare I've been having for 2 weeks. It's about this girl's voice being pulled out and put into a storage device, think your up to it?

Aragon [not fazed]: Come on, Captain, I thought you had a challenge for me! Sure, I'll do it. It'll take no more than an hour to analyze the dream. Aragon out.

Then we wait for an hour of sweat and strife...