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“What do you think you’re doing?” She questioned with a hint of abruptness. Not rude, but with an air of authority. 

She failed to see why the Captain had suddenly stood. Eyes scanning over Janeway, she added, “There is no need for alarm.”

“I’m boosting power to the shields and dropping to impulse.” 

The holodecks were everyones favorite stop off during the first time tour of Federation technology, especially out here in the Delta Quadrant where those advances had yet to be made. Though Kathryn understood the science behind it, asking her to describe it was a little past her level, thankfully with the Holodecks she could run a program to explain it, itself. Though a nice taste of home or some beautiful alien planet was far more appealing. 

“We never learned the planet’s name, not officially. Some of the crew were calling it Terra two…..Its a take on the planet we were from, the two planets are quite similar…. Right now though, you’re on board the Federation Star ship Voyager, I am her Captain. We’re in what we called the Delta Quadrant.” 

Looking over she glanced to the top of the bed where the womans vitals where being displayed. “Its just the computer, nothing to be alarmed about.” 

“Loneliness has such negative inclinations, everyone on board this ship… And now yourself, I consider my family. There are so many people though sometimes the fact that there are so many means its easy to feel more claustrophobic….I don’t know if I am making any sense.” 

“I do have some good ones..”  The smile grew as the words escaped.  “And, I do believe It’s a Captain’s job to give a guest a complete tour, holodecks and all. Usually those tours end with a replicated meal that… I can’t cook but try to anyway…Thats if you’re interested in the full Tour.”

It did go off and Carlotta sighed though she heard Angela’s crying slightly through it, but she looked at Kathryn. They were in her quarters after all, not the ones that had been assigned to the family.

“Are you sure you didn’t curse us?” She gave the woman a small brief smile before turning her attention to the doors. “Come in.” The doors chimed open to reveal one of the infant children,  though she didn’t have an overly strong mothering instinct it was enough to instantly feel compassion, they hadn’t been on board too long, but it was long enough to get to know most of the children. Standing up she beckoned her over. “Now whats making my favourite officer so sad?” 

“I did not, t’is just coincidence!” Carlotta chuckled as she saw Angela in the arms of a Crewman, “Apologies for disturbing you Captain, but Mr Neelix couldn’t figure out what little Angela had to eat so I offered to find Ms Reynauld here….” she replied, Carlotta standing up and striding over, “Oh alright little one, alright….” she cooed, gently taking her baby from the Crewman, “Thank you for bringing her up, Crewman….” she smiled brightly, crossing back over to a seat, “Ummmmm, y-y-y-y you don’t mind if I just feed her a moment?” she asked shyly, bouncing the two month old in her arms.

“Of course not, go right ahead.” The Captain looked the little one over for a moment before leaning back. In the older days that sort of thing would be uncomfortable, but it was the twenty forth century and there was absolutely nothing to be ashamed of. At least not to a human. 

“This stupid headache it came out of no where…” The Captain waved her hand dismissively though her description of  a simple ‘headache’ was a considerable understatement. 

“I came to terms with that a long time ago now. There is no going back for us, we have to go through. Hostile or not our home is on the other side of this Quadrant…. We don’t have a choice.”

Inside the container was another thing entirely. A young child no older than seventeen earth years; Her pale scarred hands lay across her chest and her ashen blonde hair was up in a very intricate syle and design.

The room consisted of the Doctor, the head engineer, a security team armed and holding the door and the Captain. “Do it.” Kathryn Janeway ordered and the Doctor stepped in past a force field and to the girl who sat now dressed on a medical bed. He pressed a hypospray into her neck which should have only taking a few seconds to wake her up.

She sat up and looked at the faces infront of her. She said nothing.

“Captain Janeway!”

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“Oh, God. I hope I didn’t use up all of it’s power.” He said anxiously.    

“Doctor Beckett, what ever brought you here... Its far more powerful than anything we have.” The Captain was always prideful but not when it came to going home. “I’d very much like for our scientists to look it over... if we could use that technology to get home....” 

@deltas-captain Ren looks up, a strange noise catching her attention. A veil of blue light appears and slowly fades, leaving a stranger standing on her warehouse. “Nice pajamas,” she comments, looking at the stranger’s uniform, “Care to tell me why you’re trespassing in my lair?”

Kathryn beamed to the location she’d been given with her away team, only instead of an abandoned villiage full of culture, she was transported to a strange building, and instead of an away team she was alone...Well not entirely. “....Paja- oh... You mean my uniform... “ Stepping away and looking around she took in her surroundings, hesitant and suspicious but ended up focusing back on the girl before her. “Just ah... Just dropped in. Where is this.... lair of yours?” 

//Ignore this? Unlikely ;) @couldhavebeeninmensa

“Welcome on board Lieutenant, tell me about your home world, Im quite curious as to where you came from.” 

“Earth. There’s not really much to say about it except gas prices keep going up. And country music keeps getting worse.”

“Earth…” The captain was almost too overwhelmed to notice he mentioned gas prices. Gas… Gas hasn’t been used for well over a hundred years. “I’m curious… well about a lot of things, but we’ll start with one. how’d you get here? Were you sent by the federation?” 

“Well, thousands of dishes are programmed into it, even more ingredients so if the specific thing you want isn’t programmed you can design it yourself, but not just food, a replicator can make anything. It uses energy to reconstruct certain patterns to create objects, the elements are all there but the replicators put the pieces together. You can make anything with it as long as the base elements are present in the systems. Other than weapons of course, the systems won’t allow it.... Our holodecks use the same base technology which you might find interesting. Photons and forcefields hold together images that become solid to touch, so you can create any image, person, play you want.” 

Stepping back  around and over to the table she sat down on the other chair.  “I hope you don’t mind my joining you. You’ve given me an excuse to sit down and have coffee rather than being on the bridge.”  Of course she was mostly joking, she still TECHNICALLY was off duty as this time, she was supposed to still be on the planet. Still, that was the point in having a second in charge. 

Grinning Kathryn watched her take a bite, as strange as that seemed it was almost as though she’d made it herself. She wanted to make sure that this woman enjoyed every bite and it seemed like she did. “I thought you might like it, infact something else you might like about the future... Our replicators ensure that the food has all the necessary dietary measures with little to none of the negatives... Meaning you order a bowl of chocolate ice cream and though it might not taste exactly the same, it will be healthy enough for you to eat a second one”  Her tone was playful as she brought the cup to her lips, it was true though, it was practically healthy. Of course try to get drunk on replicated non-alcoholic booze and then see the down side. Synthohol was no better, not that Kathryn was much of a drinker. She tried that once when she was at the academy and realized it was simply not for her. 

“I… wasn’t aware that I was up for review. It was my understanding the Enterprise was just stopping at this starbase for routine repairs and crew rotations.” 

In fact, it was. Lieutenant Natasha Yar was a name that most everybody in Starfleet had heard of... And her sacrifice.