Ongoing Path – The Star Trek Voyager Universe
By Stargatesg1fan1
Disclaimer: I own nothing of any recognized characters or universes within. If I did own these rights Tom Paris would have had a harem.
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Stardate 50348.1…
As Harry and Ensign Kim arrived on the bridge after being summoned due to an emergency, Tuvok announced, "Captain, sensors indicate that radiation inside of the alien vessel is rising to toxic levels. The life signs of the passengers are growing weaker."
"Their warp plasma manifold is heavily damaged and is leaking drive plasma and gamma radiation," B'Elanna added from the Engineering console. "I believe a breach is imminent."
"We will need to get within five thousand kilometers if we want to beam the passengers out through all of that radiation," Ensign Kim informed the bridge.
"At that range we might be at risk if a core breach occurs on that vessel," Tuvok pointed out.
"Hold on Ensign Kim. You should be seeing a boost to the transporter's targeting scanners," Harry informed his friend as he rapidly typed on his console.
"I am," Kim confirmed as his targeting resolution suddenly increased tenfold and cut through the radiation.
As the others looked at the pilot askance Kim transported the passengers of the alien craft to sick bay.
"I tied the ship's sensor array temporarily into the targeting scanners," Harry explained.
The mage had also slowly been upgrading Voyager's sensors for quite some time.
As soon as the sensors reverted back B'Elanna announced, "I think the core is going to breach."
"Getting us out of here," Harry said as he piloted Voyager away from the damaged craft ten seconds before it breached.
The explosion was violent but washed harmlessly off of the Promethium Drive shields.
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Sick Bay…
Harry arrived just in time to see the alien male dying on the table grab Kes' wrist. The mage's instincts had told him that something was wrong in sick bay. His senses told him what exactly was wrong. The alien male possessed a cortical implant connected to bio-electric microfibers which ran down to his hands. The alien's neural pattern was just transferred into Kes through these microfibers.
"Fight it, Kes," Harry urged as he crossed the distance between the door and his girlfriend, taking hold of her by her arms and pulling her against him.
"No, don't," the alien female present objected, making to rush the pilot.
Denara grasped the alien female tightly with holographic strength and held the struggling woman at bay. Likewise the Doctor saw something was amiss and restrained his patient. Harry stared deeply into Kes' eyes and sent his mind into her consciousness. The invading consciousness was easily distinguishable from Kes. It was much older. The alien entity was called Tieran. He was a warlord that had lived two centuries ago and had found a way to achieve a sort of immortality by jumping from one host to the next. But without a proper understanding of the soul the technology had slowly led to the loss of the connections between the soul and the consciousness. Now Tieran was nothing but a soulless memory, a ghost. Harry was much older and more experienced than this creature and attacked with his mind and aura.
The mage's aura stimulated Kes' own natural essence and she fought alongside her man until the invading essence began to break apart. Tieran screamed in rage and pain as his existence was forcefully terminated. Finally after several minutes of struggle Kes collapsed into her lover's arms.
"What just happened?" The Doctor demanded after he had sedated both his patient and the female struggling against Denara's grip.
"If you examine the corpse Kes was working on you will find a cortical implant and bio-electric microfibers. These facilitated the transfer of a consciousness similar to a parasite to Kes," Harry explained.
"Oh my," Denara said, realizing the significance just as quickly as her lover.
"I will be ok…I just need to lie down," Kes assured, relying on her boyfriend to keep her upright.
"Return to your quarters and get some rest. We will handle these two," the Doctor assured while gesturing towards the two aliens.
Kes consented before allowing herself to be practically carried back to their quarters by her lover.
"Lay down and I will give you a massage," Harry instructed.
Kes didn't put up a fight. She slowly drifted in and out of consciousness as her man's magical hands drifted over her form, massaging not just her physical body but her essence as well. By the time Kathryn came in to check on the blonde Kes was out cold.
"How is she?" Kathryn queried.
"I've set her straight. The other two aliens were complicit with Tieran. The female was even his newest wife," Harry explained.
"We will drop them off on their home world since it's on our way. We can sense their species on that planet even from this distance. We will let their own people deal with the pair," Kathryn decided as she climbed into bed and snuggled up behind Kes, pulling the younger blonde woman she was quite fond of closer to her. "A nap sounds good."
Harry grinned before snuggling up to the two females and allowing himself to rest.
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Stardate 50384.2…
As the rest of the senior crew stood on the bridge and watched the supernova occur, Harry was analyzing the readings from Hogwarts. The supernova was being caused by a spatial disruption within a higher dimension. When the star imploded a negative density false vacuum was created and sucked the surrounding matter into the higher dimension.
"Captain," Harry called, drawing his girlfriend's attention away from the supernova explosion.
"What is it, Tom?" Kathryn asked as she approached his station.
"That wasn't a normal supernova. A higher dimensional spatial disruption caused that explosion," Harry explained. "The higher dimension in question resonates with the same properties of some very familiar beings, namely the Q."
Kathryn threw Tuvok a look before commanding, "Tell all crew to be on the lookout for Q."
"The shockwave from this type of explosion will be greater than we predicted for a normal supernova. I'm already backing us off," Harry added as he piloted Voyager away from the shockwave. "But the Promethium drive should handle the wave none the less."
The shockwave was significant but the Voyager crew barely felt it as a vibration a few minutes later. After half an hour without any Q showing up Kathryn went off duty and returned to her quarters for a nap. The redhead spent more time in Harry's quarters than her own but she couldn't keep all of her belongings there so still used her quarters for storage and to change. Kathryn also preferred napping in her quarters when Harry wasn't present in his own. As soon as she stepped into her quarters Kathryn noticed that her bed was now covered in red silk sheets and possessed heart shaped pillows. Romantic candles burned on the nightstand.
Tapping her com badge Kathryn announced, "Q is in my quarters."
"There is no need to call room service," the male Q who most often plagued Picard said as he stepped into the room wearing a satin robe.
Before Kathryn could respond Harry appeared behind Q. The mage wrapped his arm around Q and disappeared. Kathryn didn't know what to think so attempted to contact her boyfriend. Moments later she felt a familiar pair of arms slip around her from behind. Kathryn spun and hugged herself tightly to her mate.
"What just happened?" Kathryn demanded.
"I have devised a technology to deal with any Q who pay us a visit. You don't even want to know what that particular Q was here about," Harry explained.
"And I suppose you aren't going to explain how you created this new technology," Kathryn said wryly.
"Nope," Harry answered.
"You can explain to Tuvok why he can't have access to a new defensive technology to stop Q from breaching our security," Kathryn announced. "I think he is still sore over not being allowed to examine how the Promethium Drive works."
"He will get over it," Harry assured.
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Meanwhile onboard Hogwarts…
Harry released the Q as soon as the apparation completed and Q spun around with a weary expression on his face.
"What are you?" Q demanded while he unsuccessfully attempted to teleport out by snapping his fingers.
"You won't be able to teleport out of here. My wards cut you off from your dimension," Harry assured. "As for what I am…there are beings which live in a higher dimension than even you, Q."
Harry had been doing quite a bit of research since his power doubling when the alternate Voyager had been created. That power boost had allowed him to tap into a dimension of energy even greater than the vaunted Q could access. Just as the powers the Q displayed to the lower-dimensional beings appeared magical to the lower-planes races the powers Harry wielded would appear fantastic to the Q.
"Impossible," Q objected. "We would have known about them before."
"Yes, just like all lower planes species know about your kind," Harry rebutted sarcastically.
The Q known to his kind as Quentin was suddenly very nervous. Given how powerful his kind already were a being from a dimension even higher than theirs might have well been considered a god.
The Q actually had names despite what they let the lower-plane races believe. They just called each other Q to confuse said races. It also didn't hurt that the Q could communicate telepathically to non-verbally identify themselves.
"What do you want with me?" Quentin asked.
"What were you doing onboard Voyager?" Harry probed.
"I was just paying Kathryn a visit," Quentin lied.
Harry thrust his hand forward and a bolt of red energy that resembled lightning in form leapt onto Quentin's form. The Q dropped to the floor of the chamber he was being held prisoner in and writhed in absolute agony. Pain the likes of which Quentin had never imagined flowed through his whole being. It only lasted a few seconds but Quentin never wanted to feel that agony again.
"I was going to mate with Kathryn. My species is in a state of civil war. I thought if I introduced human DNA, fresh blood and ideals into my species, it might just break up the monotony my kind has experienced for the last few million years. For some reason our elders see great potential in humanity and I'm starting to see it too," Quentin quickly explained.
"The spatial disruptions I am sensing…those are caused by your kind as well aren't they?" Harry prompted.
"Yes, by the weapons we use to kill each other. It takes a powerful weapon to kill a Q. The resulting effects on the lower planes after the discharge of such a weapon into a Q can be disastrous for stellar matter," Quentin confirmed.
"You have told me all I need to know for now," Harry said before he walked over and accessed a door in the wall.
"Wait…what about me?" Quentin asked.
"You…you are going to help me find a way to stop this war and put a leash on your people once and for all," Harry announced before leaving Quentin alone.
As soon as the mage strode from the Q's cell he deepened his telepathic interface with Hogwarts and began sending instructions to his descendents back on Potter's moon. Powerful mage built sensors which had gone through a recent upgrade after the acquisition of the time-ship onboard Hogwarts began scanning through time and space. Harry could tell the approximate age of Quentin was five billion years old. Judging from his observations of the Continuum recently Harry knew there were older Q and that they told the younger members of their race that the Q had always existed. But Harry knew better. The oldest Q that existed was around 5.5 billion years old. The magicians on Potter's Moon began scanning to locate the origin of the Q race.
Meanwhile Harry began monitoring the war going on in the Continuum dimension.
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"So that's a Q," Rain mused as she watched a hologram showing Quentin trying to escape from the prison he was contained within with no success whatsoever.
"Yes, and a particularly troublesome one at that," Harry confirmed.
"What do you plan to do with him?" Libby asked.
"I'm not sure yet to tell you the truth. I have a way I have been working on to neutralize the Q as a threat once and for all. It just requires me to find the world the Q originated on," the mage informed his two mates.
"And how long do you estimate that will take?" Rain inquired, imagining the size of the universe and the variables involved.
"It won't be as hard as you would think. The race known as the Q possess a unique signature they would have still had just before they evolved to the higher planes. Potter's Moon is on the task. I would be surprised if it took them a day given the fact that our processor rooms manipulate time to work faster than the rest of the universe can conventionally move. In fact, given the urgency of these supernovas I have ordered the entire facility to jump back in time and commence the search in the past. And now I have the results," Harry finished his explanation with as the Hogwarts AI interfaced with his mind and fed him the pertinent information.
"What will you do with this location? Wipe the Q out before they ever evolved?" Libby proposed.
"I don't think that will be necessary but the threat definitely will help. In fact, a being that just tried to pay a visit to Voyager will aid us I believe," Harry replied as Hogwarts redirected the wormhole the Q known as Qadesh had just tried to establish with the bridge of Voyager.
"This isn't Voyager," the redheaded Q declared as she appeared on the bridge of Hogwarts. "Who are you?"
Qadesh found herself at a disadvantage against a non-Q, something that had never occurred.
"My name is Harry and these are my mates Libby and Rain," Harry replied. "You are Qadesh."
"How do you know my name and where is Quentin?" Qadesh demanded, having tracked Quentin to Voyager.
Quentin and Qadesh had been involved for quite some time now even though no physical intimacy existed between the pair. As far as the younger Q knew no member of their race had ever mated with another of their kind. This was actually a further omission instigated by the elders of the Continuum in order to portray themselves as having always existed.
"Quentin is my guest here as are you. I recently became aware of the little civil war your species has going on and its effects on the lower dimensions. You may have noticed you lack access to your powers from the Continuum. I draw my powers from a dimension beyond your plane of existence," Harry clarified the situation.
Qadesh wanted to deny the handsome male's claim but somehow knew deep in her being that what he said was the truth. She felt somewhat afraid but also immensely curious. Nothing had stimulated her curiosity this much in a long time.
"Why are you revealing yourself to me at this time? Is it simply because of what is happening on the lower planes as a result of the war," Qadesh probed. "You obviously know a great deal about the Continuum."
"I believe there is a great deal we can learn from each other Qadesh. How old do you think I am?" Harry queried.
"Eight billion years old," Qadesh guessed after a moment of thought, disconcerted that she wouldn't have her higher plane senses to tell her such things.
"I'm not even a thousand years old," Harry admitted.
Qadesh gaped for several moments before demanding, "Then how is it you are on a plane higher than ours?"
"A quirk of the universe I guess you would call it," Harry amusedly replied. "I might tell you the story sometime if we become friendly."
Qadesh didn't need her higher plane senses to tell her what the male meant by friendly. She was not opposed to the idea. Q couldn't mate with each other. That didn't mean they couldn't mate with other species. Suddenly Qadesh realized a possible solution to the war.
"This is brilliant…if a Q bore a child from a race higher than our own…that would shake the two factions of the war up enough that they will cease hostilities," Qadesh suggested, more excited than she had ever been in her long existence. "I could be the mother of a new race. I will do it!"
"You owe me two orgasms later," Libby informed Rain.
"She couldn't have lasted a little bit longer," Rain grumbled, having lost the bet because Qadesh had taken so little time to agree to mate with their boyfriend.
"There are some conditions to this arrangement," Harry cautioned.
"Name them," Qadesh urged.
"You will have to share him with us," Libby began.
"And there are more than just the two of us," Rain added.
A look of distaste came over the redhead's features and she said, "So he keeps a few lower planes life forms around for amusement. So did Quentin."
"There will be no arrogance towards any of my mates around me, especially by another mate," Harry declared. "As the humans say…pull that stick out of your ass."
Libby muttered, "Because a log will soon be filling it."
Rain guffawed and Harry had to suppress a grin.
"I apologize," Qadesh said in her best repentant demeanor, not wanting to anger what amounted to a god that wanted to mate with her.
The Q above all other races appreciated power given how much of it each of them possessed.
"The next condition is that I mate for life. You will be with me and me alone out of all the other males in the universe for the rest of your existence. You can partake in the delights of my other mates if they are agreeable," Harry continued.
"Agreed," Qadesh replied, realizing that Quentin was no big loss given how he had treated her over the last few millennia.
"Lastly, I prefer mating as the humans do with physical intimacy and a bit of something extra besides," Harry informed Qadesh.
Qadesh appeared reticent before quietly admitting, "I have never tried doing it that way before."
Most Q simply linked with the essence of another being and skipped the sweaty part, considering it an act of less evolved races.
"Don't worry…he will be gentle," Libby assured.
"The first time," Rain added with a grin.
"I agree to your terms," Qadesh said finally after several moments of thought.
"Good, just realize that I have the power to obliterate a Q from existence quite easily," Harry warned. "Don't try anything other than what we have agreed on after I release you."
Qadesh nodded agreement and suddenly felt her full powers returning to her. She extended her higher plane senses tentatively towards the being who called himself Harry. The sheer power she felt was beyond anything she had imagined.
"What do we do now?" Qadesh asked, suddenly nervous despite her age.
"We will help you," Libby suggested.
Suddenly the bridge gave way to a large bedroom with an equally large bed as Qadesh experienced the sensation of traveling through a wormhole.
"Just relax," Harry suggested while vanishing all clothing in sight.
Smut Scene Redacted (See Hpfanficarchive for Erotic Version)
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Several minutes later…
"It's time," Qadesh informed her companions as they lay resting in the bed.
"Damn that was fast," Rain observed as the heavily pregnant Q took on a look as if she had indigestion.
"What do we do?" Libby inquired.
"Nothing," Qadesh replied before a look of relief appeared on her face while a baby materialized in her hands. As the redhead's stomach returned back to normal Qadesh noticed the looks the other two women were giving her and said, "What…you didn't expect I would give birth like a mortal did you?"
"He's adorable," Harry observed.
"Of course he is…he came from you and Qadesh," Rain declared as she examined the babe.
"I think his name will be Quinn," Qadesh announced.
"Wise in Greek," Harry translated. "I like it."
"The other Q have sensed his birth," Qadesh observed as she glanced off into the distance. "They have already called a cease fire. This is a great day for our species."
"We can go visit them later. As long as the supernovae have stopped," Harry decided.
"They have," Qadesh assured.
"Good…I will bring in the others for a visit," Harry suggested before disappearing to retrieve his friends and loved ones from Alternate-Voyager.
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Stardate 50425.1…
"I'm sorry Ambassador, we have to take this," Harry informed the Tak Tak in the room, making the appropriate gestures as he spoke.
Harry was very grateful for his telepathy as he performed the Tak Tak gestures perfectly thanks to having obtained the knowledge directly from the Ambassador's mind.
"Understand…I do," the Ambassador agreed.
Kathryn and Harry stepped to the side and Kathryn tapped her com badge, saying, "Go ahead Commander."
"Captain, the ship is under attack by an alien virus we picked up while trying to aid the inhabitants of a nearby mining colony called the Garans. The Doctor is working on a cure but the viruses have grown to astounding sizes, about a third of a meter. They have infected just over a quarter of the crew and we have them quarantined for now. Personal shields are helping quite a bit," Chakotay explained via the long range communicator.
"We are returning immediately. Janeway out," Kathryn said. Turning to her mate Kathryn requested, "Please explain this to the Ambassador."
Harry nodded his agreement before beginning the explanation.
"The Garans must be sanitized and so must your infected crew," the Ambassador announced after hearing the explanation.
"We are developing a cure. Give us time and I am sure we will come up with one," Harry urged, using his telepathy to influence the alien to seeing his viewpoint.
"Ten of your hours I will give you," the Ambassador replied.
Harry nodded before joining his lover. The pair disappeared via the transporter back to the shuttle and took off towards Voyager's location.
"Like hell they will sanitize our ship. I am activating the cloak as soon as we get back. Those Tak Tak are an unforgiving species," Kathryn declared.
"Even if they found us they couldn't get through the Promethium Drive shields. I analyzed their capabilities thoroughly while we were on their world," Harry assured. The shuttle made good time back to Voyager. "I have already set our personal shields to filter out the air," Harry informed his mate.
"Good. I'm transporting us directly to the bridge," Kathryn replied.
Moments later the duo reappeared on the bridge.
"Captain," Chakotay greeted.
"Situation report," Kathryn ordered.
"So far the Doctor and Denara believe they are quite close to a cure. We have isolated the infected crewmembers to the mess hall where the virus managed to rapidly grow in one of the bio-neural gel packs," Chakotay explained. "Force-fields are lining the walls because when the macrovirus grows to its full size it can punch through walls, floors, and ceilings. Whenever one reaches full size crewmembers with weapons and force-fields destroy the full size virus. The infected crewmembers are all unconscious at this point."
"I will go see where I can help out," Harry announced.
Kathryn nodded her agreement, recalling her lover's medical expertise from his records, and ordered, "Raise the cloak. The Tak Tak might try to pay us a visit later with weapons armed if we haven't cured the virus in short order. I don't intend to let them destroy the Garans either. We will defend the miners if the Tak Tak prove hostile."
"Yes Ma'am," Tuvok said, taking that as warning to prepare for battle should events not improve.
Harry stepped into sick bay a few minutes later just in time to hear the Doctor declare, "I cannot figure out the cause of her immunity."
The Doctor was standing next to B'Elanna examining sensor readings.
"I take it B'Elanna is immune to the virus given your statement," Harry prompted.
"Yes," Denara confirmed. "At first we thought it was her Klingon half but we can find no evidence of any biological reaction to the virus. If we remove a blood sample and infect it with the virus then the infection takes hold. But B'Elanna had a direct exposure to the virus when she was working on the gel pack so she was definitely infected."
"Hmm…how odd," Harry replied, knowing exactly why B'Elanna wasn't sick.
The mage had been pumping his aura into the Chief Engineer for so long as they made love that she would be virtually immune to any ailment of the flesh. The energy was stored in her essence and the trace of her presence on a higher dimension. Of course the Doctor wouldn't be able to detect that with Starfleet technology.
"And you know why," Kes surmised, having been watching her boyfriend's features.
Before Harry could respond B'Elanna added, "But he won't tell us why. I suggest moving on to your other research, Doctor. You will get no answers out of Tom."
"Oh I have still been pursuing the synthetic antigen while I have been examining you. Denara and I aren't restricted to focusing on one task with the computer power at our command," the Doctor assured.
"So this is the virus in macroscopic size," Harry said as he examined the floating creature with three long tendrils restricted by a force-field.
"Yes, we have kept it alive to use it to test our cure," Kes explained.
B'Elanna came up to her boyfriend and hugged him from behind, pressing her body against his.
"I'm glad you're back," B'Elanna whispered. "I suppose I should get back to Engineering," the woman added reluctantly. "These suckers punched through a lot of the ship before we figured out how to contain and stop them."
"Let your staff handle it. You work too hard as it is," Harry replied, turning around and wrapping his gorgeous girlfriend in an embrace.
Harry leaned down and pressed his mouth to B'Elanna's, plundering her lips and engaging in a familiar dance of their tongues.
"Where is my kiss?" Kes asked with a pout after the couple broke the kiss.
"Come here," Harry invited, opening his left arm.
Kes stepped forward into the three way embrace and proceeded to stand on her toes before engaging in an equally heated kiss.
"Damn I'm so lucky," Harry whispered with a grin after the kiss had ceased.
"A smart one he is," B'Elanna said to Kes with a grin.
"It's why we love him," Kes teased. "Well that and his great bum," the Ocampan added while copping a feel.
B'Elanna's hand joined Kes in squeezing one of her favorite parts of her boyfriend's anatomy. Harry's hands did a little grasping of their own but neither woman complained.
"Kes, if you are quite finished with Mr. Paris we could use your assistance with finalizing this synthetic antigen. We are now sure it will inhibit the virus from replicating. Now we just need to test its ability to restore the infected cells to their original condition," the Doctor explained.
"While you are doing that B'Elanna and I will go enhance the bio-filters so that this will hopefully never happen again," Harry suggested.
"An excellent idea," the Doctor agreed. After turning back to his mate the Doctor found she had already prepared a holographic being with no mind to test the synthetic antigen on. "Excellent work Denara," the Doctor praised.
As they left sick bay together B'Elanna questioned, "This ability I have to resist infection by this virus wouldn't happen to have anything to do with our love-making sessions would it? Kathryn, Kes, and I have all noticed just how fantastic we feel after spending time in bed with you. We have so much energy that it carries us throughout the entire day."
"I hadn't realized that was quite so obvious," Harry mused.
"Why do you think we spend so much time in bed with you?" B'Elanna suggested teasingly.
"I thought it was because you couldn't resist me," Harry offered.
"That is part of it," B'Elanna admitted with a grin while entering her boyfriend's lab where they could access the bio-filter controls.
"You are correct in your supposition of the source of your energy and immunity. I just don't think you realize the full implications of your durability now. But I'm sure you will in time," Harry assured.
"Tom, I love you but sometimes your mysteriousness drives me mad," B'Elanna declared.
Harry winked at his lover with a wry grin before beginning to work on modifying the filter systems. B'Elanna took a seat next to her brilliant boyfriend and began to suggest possible enhancements to his modifications as he worked.
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A short while later the Doctor's tests had shown positive results. He was ready to distribute the antigen.
"A gaseous form would be sufficient for distribution through the respiratory system," the Doctor suggested when Kathryn, Harry, and B'Elanna had shown up in sick bay.
"Kes already told me as much. My engineers have already prepared the environmental control systems to distribute the cure if you have the gas," B'Elanna said.
"Right here," Kes spoke up.
"Yes…good job Kes," the surprised holographic physician replied, not having realized Kes was at that point already.
"Don't mind him. Men are usually confused," Denara teased her mate.
"Don't we know it," Kathryn said with a grin.
"I should feel insulted but I know better than to get in the middle of this estrogen storm," Harry declared.
"He has always been smart," B'Elanna pointed out with a grin.
"If you're quite finished teasing me we have sick people to cure and a macrovirus to eradicate," the Doctor pointed out.
"Watch yourself," Denara said with mock warning while pinching her lover's holographic bum.
The Doctor jumped, causing everyone in the room to laugh.
"He's right. Tom and I will go distribute this," B'Elanna announced while holding up the canister Kes had slipped her.
The Chief Engineer and Pilot exited sick bay and headed towards the environmental controls console. The systems had already been configured to distribute the gas evenly throughout the ship by Voyager engineers. An airflow diagram of the ship provided by the main computer allowed the systems to be configured for optimal dispersion while also providing Kes with a required amount of the gas. While B'Elanna plugged the canister in place in the proper receptacle Harry manned the controls.
"And here goes nothing," Harry said while activating the dispersion program.
"The gas is being distributed now," B'Elanna informed the bridge and sick bay simultaneously over her com.
"Understood," Kathryn replied.
Only a few minutes later the Doctor added, "My patients are beginning to recover. They should all be properly revived within a half an hour if my readings are right."
A short while later the cured were up and about.
"I'm glad that's over," Chakotay said as he exited the mess hall after being ordered to bed rest by the Doctor and being met by the Captain.
"I'm ordering rest and relaxation for all members of the crew who were infected. There are enough crewmembers that weren't infected to cover for the resting crewmembers for the next several days," Kathryn informed her First Officer.
"Sounds good to me," Chakotay agreed.
"That means you too, Commander. Get to bed," Kathryn mock ordered.
"Aye aye, Ma'am," Chakotay agreed, happy for the rest because despite the virus leaving his system he was still quite tired from its time spent playing in his body.
Kathryn allowed a small smile to play on her lips, knowing nobody was going to put up much of a fight when ordered to take time off.
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Rev 0 Posted 10/19/2015
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