Assimilations
Disclaimer: The names of Annika's parents where taken from the
episode The Raven: No copyright infringement to Paramount or
anyone else intended.
Disclaimer 2: Subtext: PG J/7 relationship. If this type of love offends you,
please beam out. Other than a few lines at the end of the story, you should be
safe. That means kiddies anyone can read the story below.
Disclaimer 3: Episodes the Raven, and
Dark Frontier.
There is a reference to the novel Lord of the Rings.
No copyright infringement intended. (If you have not read it please find the
book, it is great.)
I have often wondered what may
have happened to a young Annika and her family before and during assimilation by
the Borg. Therefore, I decided to write a story about what Annika saw and
remembers on board the Raven before becoming Seven of Nine, Tertiary Adjunct to
Unimatrix Zero One and on board the Borg cube. I've also wondered what exactly a
Unimatrix One is, so I have made up what I believe one is and why Seven of Nine
is so important to the Borg that they have tried to get her back.
On with the story you can E-mail me on Daydreams.
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Assimilation
The Federation Starship Voyager
had been lost and alone in the Delta Quadrant for more than six years. The
Starship and crew where kidnapped from Federation space, and stranded in the
Delta Quadrant, by a being calling himself the Caretaker.
Their return journey home would
take them many years; especially if they did not find a wormhole or another
alien being like the Caretaker. It was very unlikely that they would return home
in their own life times.
Along their journey home, they
came across Borg space, home of the Borg. A life form unlike any other the
Federation had encountered, they live as one being, work as one, their purpose
solely to assimilate other species and technology. The Borg worshiped perfection
above all other things.
Captain Janeway found her
self-making a deal for safe passage through Borg space; in return, Voyager would
help the Borg defeat their enemies. The Borg, after defeating their enemies
turned on them. Janeway and her crew had little choice but to defend themselves,
and stop one lone Borg drone, on board their ship, intent on handing them over
to the collective. In doing so, they ended up with a new passenger.... One Borg
female, about 24 earth years old, which was not in the least bit happy to find
her self separated from The Borg hive mind. Her designation was Seven of Nine,
Tertiary Adjunct to Unimatrix Zero One, her human name Annika Hansen.
Janeway found that she had
become more than fond of the former Borg, more so than perhaps she should have
been. From the first moment she spoke to Seven of Nine, Janeway was fascinated.
She wanted to know how she had become a Borg. When Seven remained on board
voyager after the Doctor had successfully removed many Borg implants, Janeway
made sure that she would be the one Seven would come to with her problems.
The only problem was, Captain
Janeway had managed to put her feelings for Seven aside, in the belief that the
emotions she felt would pass. As time passed instead of getting weaker, they had
only grown stronger, as Janeway began to see that Seven was as intelligent, as
she was beautiful. Beneath the Borg’s cold facade, was a woman learning how to
be human, an individual.
Janeway had never found the
courage to tell Seven about her feelings. Oh, she had come close a few times,
stepped up to the line, but never crossed over. Janeway was not sure if Seven
felt the same way, and losing her friendship was not something Janeway was
willing to risk. She did not want to confuse Seven any more then she had to.
That was after all the doctor's job.
Therefore, Janeway had remained
silent; happy to spend what time she could in Seven's presence. She watched as
Seven slowly began to explore all the emotions that a human was capable of
feeling. Janeway believed there was time enough to approach Seven, if or when
Seven showed any feelings beyond friendship for her.
As Janeway made her way down to
Astrometrics, she tried to suppress her feelings for Seven, and entered the one
place Seven of Nine spent the most of her time, other than the Cargo Bay Two.
Astrometrics always displayed the current star maps, from planets to solar
flares, mapping space as they went, hoping that one day perhaps the information
they collected would make it home.
She found Seven in a very
unusual position; flat on her back with her head and shoulders under a console.
<”Now there is a view worth
mapping.” > Janeway softly cleared her throat.
"Seven?"
A thud was heard as Seven slid
from underneath the console. Moving her hand up to rub her sore head, Seven
glared at the intruder who had dared to interrupt her work.
Janeway tried to keep the
amusement off her face, as Seven gave her an annoyed look. <”Even when she is
mad, she’s beautiful”>
"Captain, are you in need of
assistance?"
"What are you doing Seven?"
Janeway asked as she walked over to stand beside the shapely Borg.
Seven turned to her console and
made a few minor adjustments to the display. Watching as the lights and controls
flashed.
"One of the jell packs under
this console is degrading. I was fitting a new one, along with a few Borg
enhancements. The sensors should have more range and more detailed information
the next time you require a planet or space scan," replied Seven turning to look
at the Captain with a raised implant.
"This will improve them by how
much?" She knew that to Seven, that a one point difference was like a fifty
percent improvement to anyone else. Janeway had sat though more then one report,
Lt, Torres had made, stating that Seven was ruining the ship's system even if
Seven was improving the ships performance.
"The preliminary scanners
should have a point 4 increase and the secondary scanners should increase by
point 2."
Janeway smirked. "I'm sure Lt.
Torres will be thrilled, Seven. Well done."
Seven gave an inward sigh. She
still did not understand why Lt. Torres or anyone else for that matter got so
upset when she improved their stations. After all, it did make their jobs a lot
easier to do, more information, meant better results, better results made life
safer for them all.
"Do you require assistance
Captain? Seven inquired again, I am sure you did not come down to ask about the
sensors."
"Oh right. Well, actually,
Seven... I came to see if you were going to go to attend Neelix's party tomorrow
night, and well...." The good captain stuttered and stopped, turning slightly
red. < “This would have been easier to say over the comm. System”>
Seven watched as the colour
travelled up the captain's face. Janeway turned even redder when she saw Seven
watching her closely.
< “Does
she have to look at me like that?” >
Clearing her throat, Janeway
tried again. "Are you going to the party, Seven?"
<”There, that was easy”>
Janeway hoped the answer would
be yes. It was not often that Janeway had the time to relax, and having Seven
around would make the evening a lot better and enjoyable. Maybe she could teach
Seven to dance, and it would give her an excuse to hold the lovely Borg. A smile
appeared on Janeway's face as she thought about the dance.
<”If I get her to dance,
Neelix will have to schedule them every week”>
"I have said I would attend."
Seven stood rigid with her hands laced behind her back. "Mr. Neelix was quite
insistent on the matter this morning in the mess hall. He said he looked forward
to seeing me at the party. Borg do not party."
<”Yyyyesssss”>
"I'm sure I can show you how
Seven. It's pretty easy."
A small unhappy smile appeared
on Seven's face making the captain once again silently thank Neelix for
suggesting the party. It would be a party to celebrate survival, life, and
family. After all, they had been together for six years.
"Indeed, Captain I look forward
to it." Seven sounded anything but eager.
A quick grin was Janeway’s
reply. < “So will I”>
"Excellent, Seven. I'll save
you a party hat." With that as her parting shot, the captain left Seven to her
console repairs.
"Hat?"
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Seven had spent her time before
her duty shift in the presence of Naomi and her mother Samantha. The young Naomi
had invited Seven to the holodeck. Samantha, Naomi’s mother had designed a
program for Naomi, that showed her all about Earth, and she had suggested that
Seven come along with them as well.
Seven met them outside the
holodeck, and hand in hand with Naomi had taken a trip around Earth. They took
in the Seven Wonders of the World, along with a basic history lesson, and
cultural background. Then they had spent some time in a 20thcentury
zoo, looking at all the animals that were now extinct on Earth.
Seven had spent a lot of time
watching Naomi and Samantha laugh, talk and hold hands. There were also quick
little hugs of affection, which passed between them.
Seven had no real memories of
Earth or her parents. All she had were the records they had obtained from the
Raven.
Seven had never really missed
her parents until now. Watching Naomi and Samantha had brought forward fleeting
memories of times long gone. It made her ache for the past, and some one who
would care for her, as much as Samantha cared for Naomi.
After reading many of the
records from the Raven archives and Voyager's database, Seven was not very
impressed with her parents. To Seven, they seemed arrogant. Their work was
everything to them, and a young Annika Hansen had been more of a burden in their
lives than a joy. What parent, who loved their child, went looking for a hostile
unknown race, dragging their child, for years though space?
Seven had left the holodeck
feeling very unhappy, unwanted, and alone. Although Voyager was a family, Seven
felt like an outsider, spending very little time with other members of the crew.
She found social occasions a horror to attend, and was only happy when she was
with the captain. Otherwise, she spent her days in Astrometrics, or
regenerating.
As to why Seven only felt truly
happy if Janeway was present, she was not to sure, other than Janeway was like
no other person she had ever met. She was strong, intelligent, brave, and to
Seven's eyes, beautiful. Janeway was perfection. After all, Janeway was the one
who was there though all her pain; listened and answered all her questions and
most of all was not afraid that the former Borg would assimilate her while she
slept.
Seven was aware that many would
call what she felt for Janeway as love, but Seven was lost as how to proceed.
Any time Janeway could spend with her was a blessing in Seven's life.
Returning to her Alcove in
Cargo Bay Two, Seven was uneasy about all the new emotions she was experiencing.
Maybe the captain would be available after her duty shift so that she could talk
though the memories of her parents.
Seven was shortly due on duty.
Filing her memories and emotions away for a later time, she headed for main
Engineering.
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Seven of Nine had been working
in main Engineering for the last few days helping with maintenance repairs that
should have been finished weeks ago. Voyager, being Voyager, stranded and alone,
had a number of run-ins with hostile aliens and the Engineering crew had not
found the time to do all the much-needed repairs.
Lt. Torres, the chief engineer,
was not too pleased at Seven's presence in her engine room. For Seven was not
incapable of doing the repairs. No, in fact Seven was more then capable of
running every station on board Voyager. It is just that Lt Torres did not like
admitting she needed her help.
Some of the Borg's former
knowledge and speed in which she got the jobs done, had helped them a great deal
over the last three years. Refusing to take advantage of Seven's knowledge would
be foolhardy at best. In addition, Captain Kathryn Janeway recommended Seven.
After a few choice words from Lt. Torres, Janeway ordered her to accept Seven's
help.
It was more then well known
that Lt. Torres did not have a friendly relationship with Seven. Many had heard
them arguing over more then one thing, in the last few hours and were now taking
bets on how long it would be before Lt. Torres lost her very short temper. It
had been the same over the last few years since Seven came on Board; as yet, it
had yet to get physical-much to the Engineering department's crew relief. Having
your Chief Engineer in the brig would not help them get home any faster, that is
if there was anything left of her after Seven had finished. Taking on a Borg
drone was not a good idea at the best of times, taking on an angry Borg drone
was a sure way to lose body parts, or worse your life.
As usual, Seven had arrived
early in engineering, which only annoyed the chief Engineer more. Lt. Torres had
spent the last two hours listening to the captain, and reading Seven's detailed
report. It seemed that Seven had taken it upon her self to improve the
efficiency of the sensors. Seven did these things with not a thought as to how
hard it was for the rest of them to stand by and watch the Borg in action.
< “She just comes in and
takes over,”> thought B’Elanna.
Lt. Torres walked over to
Seven. "So Seven, what system would you like to improve today?" Torres asked
with a lot of sarcasm. "Perhaps the Warp Core?" Torres hoped she would say yes,
mainly because it would keep Seven busy for a while, and out of her hair.
Seven looked down at the Lt,
noting that she appeared to be totally pissed off, but she looked like she had
not slept in weeks.
"The captain said to assist you
Lt. I am here to help. If you do not wish me in Engineering I will leave." Seven
started to turn only to find B’Elanna’s arm turning her back.
< “Yea right, and I’ll have
the Captain on my ass, one minute later.” >
Torres had grabbed Seven's arm
as she made to leave. "No, no. The Captain wants you down here, so down here you
will stay. I don't want her pissed at me again."
"As you wish Lt.. Where do you
need my assistance?" Seven replied in a cool voice.
< “One of these days…”>Lt.
Torres ran her hand through her hair turning to watch as other engineers rushed
pass to handle different problems.
"Start with the energy plasma
conduits. Until there up and running, we can't see if there are any other
malfunctions, before we start up the warp core again. Blowing up the captain's
ship is not on the schedule today."
"I am sure the captain will be
pleased," said Seven. Lt. Torres missed the slight smile that was there, and
gone in a moment.
Seven made her way over and
began working shutting out the rest of Engineering as Lt. Torres started
shouting orders.
"All right people. Until this
problem is sorted out," pointing over to Seven and the console, "We need to get
the rest of the systems up and running. You have six hours, so get to it."
People around them started to move.
A few hours later, Seven of
Nine, late of the Borg Collective was still working on one of the Conduits, when
a power flux blew out the station's main command boards interactive systems.
There was nothing anyone could
do, except watch as a flash of white energy hit Seven squarely on her shoulder.
Seven flew across main Engineering, hitting the deck so hard that she did not
move again.
All hell was let loose in
Engineering. "Ensign Parker, get that fire under control." Lt. Torres started
shouting orders as she ran to Seven's side.
Torres dropped to her knees,
taking one look at Sevens charred clothing, and the blood running down her face.
"Ensign Parker, take control of Engineering"
In her next breath, she
contacted the doctor. "Torres to the doctor, Medical Emergency! Two to beam
directly to sickbay." Within minutes, they were gone, leaving only the pool of
Seven's blood on the floor at the engineers' feet.
Suddenly the lights of sickbay
flashed around them. Lt Torres was cradling Seven in her arms.
"Doctor, I need some help
here!"
The doctor came rushing out of
his office shouting instructions. "Lt., help me get Seven on the bed." He waved
his hands to the nearest one. "Be careful with her head."
They moved quickly but gently
as they lifted Seven onto the bed. "Now, Lt. get out of the way and let me
work."
Lt Torres backed slowly away
from the bed, and tapped her comm-badge.
"Lt. Torres to the bridge.
Captain, there has been an accident in Main Engineering. I'm in sickbay now-"
The captain's sharp voice
interrupted. "Are you all right Lt.? What happened?"
"I'm fine captain." Torres
turned to watch the doctor. " I wasn't the one hurt."
Captain Kathryn Janeway became
still and her face went pale. In a very quiet and controlled voice she asked,
"Who?"
"I'm sorry captain, but Seven
has been injured."
"I'm on my way." The line to
the bridge cute abruptly
The crew watched Janeway as she
left the bridge. Over the last few years, everyone waited to see what would
happen between the captain and Seven of Nine. All were aware that the captain
had deep feelings for Seven, however, no one was quite as sure if Seven of Nine
had the same feelings, or if she had any idea at all of the way the captain felt
about her.
Torres stared down at her
uniform noting the blood, and how sticky her hands were. She rubbed them down
her pants legs leaving a red trail as she paced back and forth.
After a few minutes, which to
Torres felt like hours, she approached the doctor. "How is she?" Lt. Torres
walked up on the doctor's right and looked down at Seven.
One side of Seven's suit was
charred black, and Torres could see pieces flesh mixed in with the bio-suit
imbedded in her shoulder. Seven's head rested on its side. The doctor ran his
regenerator over her wounded brow. He frowned as he watched the readings.
“Lt what happened?” The doctor
inquired.
B’Elanna ran her still sticky
and red hands through her hair. “There was an energy discharge that hit her.
Seven was fixing one of the energy conduits, right near a power transfer node,
there must have been a backlash of power in the coils.”
“I thought all conduits in on
board had a protective lock down system to prevent this sort of thing
happening.”
“So did I.”
"There is some damage to the
cortical implant and the surrounding tissue, no doubt from the energy going
through Seven’s Borg systems. I can repair the tissue and "hopefully" her
nano-probes will do the rest. As for her shoulder, other than a few burns and
bits of chard flesh, it should heal fine."
"So why the frown?" inquired
Torres, relieved that it did not sound as bad as it looked.
"My instruments show some other
damage to the Borg implants near Seven's brain. I have no idea if they will heal
and I do not want to interfere with her nano-probes. I hope they will fix the
problem themselves, without my interference...." He turned to see the shocked
look on the Engineer's face.
"Lt., perhaps it would be best
if you wait for the captain in my office."
The doctor turned back to his
patient, and began to repair the damaged flesh.
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Meanwhile, Captain Janeway had
made a dash to the turbo lift, shouting orders for Chakotay to take the bridge.
She barely heard the "Aye
Captain," when the turbo lift's doors closed. Janeway slumped against the
wall, and tried to get her racing heart under control. She ran her fingers
through her hair as she prayed for calmness.
"Sickbay," she ordered the
turbo lifts' computer.
"Come on Kathryn, it's
probably nothing."
She
all but stamped her feet to get the turbo to move faster.
"Please let her be all
right." Kathryn
repeated the words over and over again.
"Damn it. Hurry up you useless
piece of...." The turbo doors finally opened, and Janeway ran the rest of the
way to sickbay. She did not notice the astonished looks the crew gave her as she
barrelled past them. She stopped just out side sickbay to take a couple of deep
soothing breaths before she entered.
Lt. Torres rushed over to the
captain's side as soon as she entered.
Janeway's eyes scanned sickbay,
finally coming to rest on the doctor. She turned to look at Lt. Torres for a
brief moment before looking at Seven.
"Report Lt." Janeway could not
take her eyes off the still form lying on the surgical table.
"Captain, I'm not to sure what
happened really. Seven was working on one of the energy coils and it just blew.
There was no warning. She was thrown-"
"Was anyone else hurt?" Janeway
did not trust herself to hear all the details of Seven's accident.
"No, the rest of the
engineering crew was working on the secondary computer terminals."
"Ensign Parker to Lt. Torres"
"Torres here."
"Lieutenant. I think we have
found the problem."
Torres looked at the captain.
"Good, Lieutenant B'Elanna,
keep me informed. I want a full report within the hour." With that, she started
walking towards the doctor and Seven.
"Aye Captain." Torres took one
last look at Seven, before she left sickbay.
"Doctor?"
Captain Janeway got her first
real look at Seven. Since she was still unconscious, Janeway moved around to
stand near her head. After a brief moment, Janeway folded her arms and stared at
the doctor.
The doctor started his report
wishing he could give her better news. "There was some damage to Seven's
shoulder, as you can see by the state of her clothing. That was easy to heal.
Other then a few bruises, there should be no further sign of injury. Seven's
head wound however is a bit more difficult."
"Difficult how?" asked Janeway,
once again looking down at Seven's face.
"There was a lot of damage, not
just on the surface. The surface will heal, and her nano-probes have already
corrected the damage. However, there is a lot of swelling near Seven's brain,
which has me worried. If you would Captain." The doctor motioned towards his
medical console.
"Captain, these are the scans I
took when Seven first came in, and these are the scans I took a minute ago. As
you can see, most of the swelling has gone down. Seven's nano-probes work very
quickly as we all know, but here," he pointed to one small dark spot, "there is
still a bit of swelling."
The captain looked from one
scan to the other and then over at Seven of Nine.
" I see," Janeway said in a
quiet voice, then moved over to stand beside Seven again.
"This means... what? She will
wake up?" asked Janeway.
"Captain, the effects of head
injures are difficult to predict, even with our advanced technology. The longer
Seven remains unconscious the more danger she is in."
Captain Kathryn Janeway felt
and looked completely helpless as she slowly reached out and touched Seven's
long blond hair... hair still matted with blood. She stroked the fine strands
with a loving hand, and realized that this was something she would never have
done if Seven were awake.
The doctor looked on; knowing
there was nothing else, he could say. Only time would show them the answer to
their question.
" Captain..."
"Captain" said the doctor, a
bit louder this time.
"Yes doctor." She was still,
softly stroking Seven's hair.
"You know I will do everything
I can for Seven. If there is any change, I'll let you know."
Janeway made a decision. "I'm
staying Doctor"
"Captain really..." stuttered
the good doctor.
"Doctor if she awakens, I want
the first person she sees to be me." Janeway paused to take a deep breath.
"That's final."
Seeing the look of
determination on the captain's face, the doctor wisely remained quiet, and
offered no further comments on the subject of her leaving.
"As you wish. I'll get you a
chair, you might be in for a long stay."
"Captain to the bridge"
"Bridge here, Captain. Is Seven
all right?" asked Chakotay.
"No, Commander. I will be
staying in sickbay for a while. Please arrange the duty shifts to accommodate my
absence for the next few days."
"Aye Captain, understood."
Feeling the tears, and her
vision clouding, Janeway quickly ended the communication.
The doctor had delivered his
promise of a chair, along with something to clean Seven's hair. After taking
care of Seven's hair and doing a few more readings, he left them alone.
"Oh Seven." A single tear
rolled down Janeway’s face, as she slowly sank onto the chair. She could not
stop touching Seven's soft hair. Slowly she reached out and captured Seven's
still hand, interlocking their fingers.
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Seven was dreaming, not
something she did as a Borg. There was a flash of bright light, and Seven found
herself in the past... her past.
Annika’s parents, Magnus and
Erin Hansen, were exobiologists. Both were at the top of their field. They had
met as children, and grown up together. As soon as they left college, they found
themselves recruited by Star Fleet's science division, and had been working on
numerous projects since. After nearly 20 years of knowing each other, they
finally got married.
The Federation had known about
the Borg for some time, but had not let the knowledge of the new and possibly
dangerous race into the general population for fear of the consequences. The
U.S.S. Excalibur had come across a lone Borg ship drifting in Federation space.
The Borg crew was dead, and there was major damage to their ship. After careful
study, Starfleet Command ordered that the ship and crew returned to Earth for
further study.
When the Hansen’s learned about
the Borg, they decided to conduct their own study. It was a dream come true for
them. They had just had a child named Annika, and were soon into the study of
the new species. They collected all they could from the ship. However, most of
the data was not retrievable and much of what they found was beyond repair, but
the work soon became their lives.
After three years of study,
when Annika was barely four years old, Magnus and Erin Hansen believed that they
had learned enough about the Borg to seek them out and study them in person.
Star date field Notes: 32611.4
"We have finally got the
Council of Exobiology to let us go ahead and seek out the Borg. Although
Starfleet Command is highly concerned about security, they have allowed the
study to begin. Equipment and supplies have been loaded on a civil research
vessel equipped for a long space voyage.
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Annika- nick named "Muffin" by
her father-loved to play with her parents' models of the Borg cube. She was not
too happy about leaving Earth, but it was all going to be a great adventure.
Besides, Annika was with her parents. What could possibly go wrong?
"It will be a great adventure
Muffin. How many children get to go along with their parents into space like
this?" asked Magnus, as he put Annika into bed.
"Not many papa. Will we be gone
long?" Annika asked as she cuddled her red teddy bear closer.
"A while, Muffin. There you
go." He placed a soft blanket over Annika small body.
"Will there be monsters?"
He laughed. " No honey, no
monsters. The Borg are not monsters, they're like you and me, and we're not
monsters are we?"
Annika giggled. "No Papa."
"There's nothing to worry
about, now go to sleep." Calling the lights down, Magnus left Annika's room.
"What do you think?" Annika
asked her teddy, holding him tight.
"I don't want to go. I want to
stay with grandma and granddad. I'm scared." While holding her teddy tight,
Annika spent her last night on earth afraid.
After all was completed, they
said their good-byes to Earth, and set out into space, little knowing that it
would be the last time they would see earth as human beings again.
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After eight months of following
readings, there was no sign of any Borg activity. Annika was having fun doing
her lessons and playing, but was unhappy that her parents were never around,
they where always too busy to notice Annika. She spent time with them mostly at
bedtime, and that time together was getting shorter and shorter. Annika was very
lonely and wanted to go home.
"Magnus we have already run out
of time, and we have deviated from the flight plan. Starfleet Command has
ordered us to return to Earth. You know that they are not going to role out the
welcome wagon for us when we do. And we have crossed the Neutral Zone, broken
the treaty " Erin was not happy, on one hand, she did not want to have the
Federation coming after them, but on another, they had come so far. To turn back
now would be a mistake. Little did she know the biggest mistake was yet to come.
Annika was standing at the open
door, listening to her parents argue, which over the last week was all they
seemed to do. She heard something about them losing ten days. The arguments made
her sleepy. It seemed that all she really wanted to do these days was sleep.
It was bedtime, and no one had
come to tuck Annika in, so she could not sleep. Annika loved to sit on her dad's
knee, it was warm and safe, but like always something came up and she was told
to go to bed.
Seven felt as if she were
watching her parents on a view screen. She did not want to wake from this dream
because her parents were so happy and excited. If only they had not found the
cube. Seven continued to watch and remember.
On the main screen, a young
Annika saw the cube.
"They're ignoring us," Erin
said while looking down at her console making little corrections.
"Yes." Magnus was very happy
indeed. "This may prove my theory that they only attack if provoked."
Even after they scanned the
Borg cube, they did not bother the small craft. Before long, they opened up a
slipstream and were gone. The Raven slipped in behind them and followed, finally
entering Borg space.
They followed the cube for some
time, making scans on its size and speed. All the while, Annika watched and
studied, but spent a lot of her time alone.
Each day, Annika would have
breakfast with her Mum and Dad. They would spend some time playing with her but
after breakfast and play, Annika found her self -alone, left to entertain
herself.
By the time, she was six years
old, Annika knew all about the Borg. She even knew each of her parents' pet
names for them, and what each one did. Her father spent a lot of time on board
the Borg cube studying their every move, and every night one or more of the Borg
where beamed on board the Raven to be tagged for study.
"What's the queen like?" asked
Annika as another Borg drone was tagged and given a name.
"We think she controls the Hive
much like an insect does."
Annika thought for a moment
looking at the Borg, "So he's important?"
"Very," said Magnus smiling
down at Annika. " And he's a Borg. His designation is One, Premiere Adjunct to
Unimatrix One."
"What does that mean?"
"Well, as far as we can tell,
there are a lot of levels in the Borg Hive, a bit like Star fleet, with Ensigns,
and Commanders. Therefore, being the Premiere among drones, in Unimatrix One, is
a bit like being second in command on a star ship. The Premiere is the right
hand Borg of the Queen."
"Oh, so he is their admiral,
and the Queen is the president?"
"That's right, Muffin, but at
this moment, it's time for all Muffins to go to bed."
Annika looked up sadly but made
her way to her cabin, dragging her teddy behind her.
"Unimatrix One," said Magnus
softly looking over at Erin with a smile. They had been hoping that one day they
would find a link to the Borg Queen, and here standing in front of them was the
Borg they had been looking for.
From the data they had
collected, the Hansen’s had discovered that the Borg had a command structure in
place on each Borg ship, each ship remained linked together all controlled by
the queen. However, Premiere, was one of a kind. He was a Borg that was more
than just a mindless drone. The other Borg received their names according to the
group they would belong too. Each had a designation such as, Two of Five, Ten of
Three, or Seven of Twenty. One Borg above all others, designated as the
Premiere. If something happened to the Queen, the Premiere would keep order in
the Collective until a new queen emerged to take her place.
Premiere, was a Borg who would
be groomed in all ways of the Borg... a Borg taken in its childhood. One lone
Borg drone, who would speak in the Queen’s name.
The Hansens had sent the Borg
back to his ship, in the hope that he would finally lead them to the Queen.
All was going fine, until one
day after three years of study-in that time, the Borg had not so much as said a
word to them-they were attacked.
*************************************
"We are the Borg.
Resistance is futile."
This cold voice echoed throughout the Raven, waking Annika from her sleep.
"We are the Borg. Prepare
to be assimilated.”
The sound was filling the otherwise eerie silence of Annika's room, making her
sink under her warm covers.
"Magnus," Erin shouted in panic
while fighting with the controls.
"I'm thinking, I'm thinking."
Magnus tried to get their small ship away from the Borg cube, which was slowly
closing in on them.
The Borg fired on the small
craft, not to destroy, but to simple cripple them.
The Raven had received severe
damage, and they were running out of options. The Borg would not give up there
pursuit. They had two options, neither one of them good. They could take the
escape pod and hope that the Borg ignored them, or they could crash land on a
nearby planet.
The Raven was a fast ship, with
up to date Starfleet shields, but the shields were failing. As for the weapons
system, the Raven was an explorer ship, not a ship of war. The ship's weapons
system was no match against the Borg cube.
Annika felt the ship shaking
all around her. She held her teddy against herself for comfort. While she lay
crying in the dark, her father finally came in to calm her down. He made her
feel safe. Annika knew that her daddy would let no one hurt her. He left as
quickly as he had come. Little Annika was alone once more.
"Daddy won't let anything get
us teddy," Annika whispered in her teddy's ear. She began to tremble as another
round of fire hit the shields, sending small objects around the floor.
**************************************
Sickbay
Captain Janeway had been
sitting besides Seven's bed for a number of hours. She had been reading her
departmental reports and stopped only to watch the doctor when he came to take
more scans.
Kathryn Janeway had fallen
asleep in her chair, still holding Seven's hand. She awoke, as the hand she was
holding suddenly started to move.
A sleepy Janeway yawned as she
rose to an upright position quickly looking over at Seven. "Seven?"
Seven's whole body was shaking.
Janeway quickly shouted for the doctor, who immediately came running. He looked
at Seven, and then turned to his monitors.
"What's wrong?" said a
frightened Janeway holding Seven's hand to her chest.
The Doctor was silent for a
moment. "Doctor!" the Captain snapped.
"Captain, from what I can tell,
Seven appears to be dreaming. It is nothing to be worried about, from the way
these pathways are behaving, it's a very good sign." He reached over and placed
a hypo spray against Seven's smooth neck
The captain let out a short
breath, and watched as Seven's movements slowly stopped until only a slight
twitched in the hand she was holding came through their linked hands.
"Whatever she was dreaming,
there must have been some strong emotional elements in them. Her signs have
calmed down as you can see," said the Doctor.
"Perhaps you could try talking
to her Captain, if she's aware, she'll know that you're here, and hopefully
she'll try to wake up," suggested the doctor, as he walked back to his office.
Janeway regained her seat. "Talk to
her. I can do that,
but where do I start?"
"Emm...well Seven, I don't know
were to start. I guess at the beginning would be best. I cannot tell you how
much I have, and will enjoy your presence in my life. Since you came on board
Voyager, I didn't realize just how alone I am." Janeway swallowed.
"I have never, ever regretted
taking you one board, not that I gave you any real choice," said Janeway with a
slight smile. "You were so angry with me. Do you remember, Seven?" Janeway
waited hoping for a reply, but there remained only silence.
"You said you would kill me,
but now, you are my light in the dark. You are never afraid to tell me what you
think, and even if I do make it an order, you still question me." Janeway let go
of Seven's hand and stood. She smiled as she remembered a very angry young Borg
in her brig.
"I am so very proud of you. I
have never told you that, and I should have. I should also have told you how I
feel, and this seems a good a time as any. Starfleet captains are supposed to be
strong and resourceful, not needing anything but their ship." Janeway moved
closer to Seven as she felt the hot tears run down her face.
"But, Seven this Captain isn't
all those things. This Captain has fallen in love with you. Oh, heaven knows I
tried not to. I told myself it would pass, and I tried to remain strong, but one
look, one glance, into your eyes and.... I do not feel like a Starship
Captain...I do not..."Sobs racked the older woman's body. " I don't want to lose
you, Seven. Please come back to me." With that, Captain Kathryn Janeway fell
apart.
For some time in sickbay, the
only sounds were that of a woman crying. "I have to get myself under
control."
"I know you can hear me Seven,
and when you do open up those eyes of yours, I intend to tell you this again.
I...I hope...I believe you feel the same. I have just been too afraid to say
anything. I'm sorry it's taken me so long, and I promise you that I will make
the time to show you how much I love you.”
“Not with a Mothers love for a
child, or a friends love, but a love from my heart and soul, a love that comes
rarely, an unconditional love. The sound of your voice, the way you move the way
you listen to me, even when you believe I am wrong. All these things and more,
make me fall in love with you over and over again. Each day is a joy like
nothing I can explain, all I know is that you are so much a part of my world, my
heart, that having you not there would be worse then death.”
Janeway continued to walk
around the bed. “Mother always said, that one day I would find my other half, I
did not believe her. I believed that I did not need love in my life, and like
my father, all I needed to be happy was a ship and crew. I have been so wrong,
it took you entering my life for me to realise that there is more to life then
Starfleet and duty.” Janeway gave a small laugh, “ Mother will be so pleased
Seven, I know she will adore you as much as I do. I am sure she will take great
pleasure in telling me “I told you so.”
"There is so much I want to
show you Seven, so much I know you will enjoy," Janeway’s voice broke. "You
deserve so much," she whispered.
Janeway wiped her red and
swollen eyes. She slowly lowered her head to the bed and drifted back to sleep.
Seven remained quiet. Seven had
heard every word but she was not able to respond as she once again drifted into
the past.
**********************************
The Raven was falling apart.
The ship was losing power, the engines were failing, and the shields were down
by 50%. Magnus had shut down as many essential systems as he dared in order to
give them more power to the shields.
Another round of fire caused a
hull breach, and more systems began to fail.
"We don't have a choice Erin.
The escape pod has too much damage. We have to find a place to land."
Erin ran to the sensor to find
a planet, or system in which they could lose the Borg.
"Come on," Magnus yelled.
Erin was in a panic, but
managed to find a class M planet. "Here, we need to go here," she said as she
transmitted the details to Magnus' helm control.
"Do we have enough power to get
there?"
Erin tried to move towards
Magnus, but she found her self-thrown against the console as another torpedo hit
the shields.
"Go get Annika!" Magnus pushed
Erin in the direction of Annika's room. "It's not going to be a soft landing,
let's hope the shields hold."
A tear ran down Erin's face as
she rushed to collect her daughter.
She entered Annika's room to
find her sitting in a corner crying in fear. "Honey, honey you need to get
dressed. Hurry."
"Mama?" cried Annika as a river
of tears ran down her frightened face. Annika had never seen her mother so
upset.
Erin tried to control her own
fear as she neared her only child.
"It's all right baby, mama's
here. Come on now, get your teddy, and put these cloths on. Everything is going
to by fine. Come on now." Erin held her hand out to her daughter.
Annika got dress as quickly as
she could with her mother's help, and then Annika mother guided her out of her
room.
They ran down the small
corridor, passing through smoke and stumbling over fallen objects on the floor.
Annika held her mother's hand tightly, and in the other was her red Teddy.
After setting a course for the
planet below, Magnus rushed into his small office, where he had stored emergency
packs, with food, clothing, medical supplies, and small hand weapons. He fixed a
phaser to his waist and picked up another. He grabbed the packs and made his way
back to the main room as Erin with Annika ran in.
"Here." He threw a phaser
towards Erin who snatched it out of the air. She looked at the phaser, then at
Magnus, knowing that even if they managed to land, they would not be safe.
Erin's only hope was to hide Annika before the Borg came for them.
The fear of assimilation was
now a reality to the Hansen family. After all, they had seen, and been a part of
over the last few years; they arrogantly believed that they were never in any
real danger. They had watched as the Borg laid waste to numerous worlds. They
even watched as members of unknown species fell to the Borg. Now they were under
attack with no real hope of surviving.
The ship began its descent into
the atmosphere shaking and groaning under the pressure. Panels blew out all over
the ship; small fires and alarms went off. There was nothing they could do but
hold on, and pray for a miracle.
Magnus fought with the controls
as the ship moved towards the planet at an alarming rate. They passed over water
and trees, before hitting the ground. The ship bounced and came down again,
sliding for some time over grass and rocks, which tore the underside of the
Raven apart; it finally came to rest on a cliff ledge.
The emergency lights went out,
and they found them selves in darkness. Annika screamed, then there was silence.
Smoke filled the air when the
small craft came to its last resting-place... a place it would remain for the
next 18 years. Then light started to drift in through a hole where the view
screen used to be. Bring with it sounds of birds and woodland smells
Magnus stood on shaky legs.
"Are you both all right? Muffin?" The sound of Annika's crying sounded loudly in
the ruined ship.
"He made his way over to the
communication station, and activated the emergency beacon. He hoped someone
other than the Borg would find them. It was a risky thing to do, but it was
their only way to get help.
"Hurry!" shouted Magnus, but it
was far too late. Borg drones appeared on board the Raven.
"We are the Borg. Resistance
is futile. You will be assimilated."
"Nooooooooo," screamed Erin.
She held Annika close. As she reached for her phaser, the Borg began to close
in. Erin released Annika's hand, pushing the child behind her. Magnus fired, but
the drones simply adapted to the phasers.
"Annnikkkaaaa, runnnnnnnn." It
was the last thing Magnus said as the Borg closed in.
Annika hid her self under a
console. Fear made her want to hide away from her mother's screams filling the
air. Then the screaming stopped, and the ship became silent.
"Resistance is futile."
Two Borg appeared in front of the small child. Annika dropped her teddy as they
roughly pulled her from her hiding place. The last thing Annika saw on board the
Raven, were her parents, as they transported Annika away. Moments later she too
was gone.
**************************************
The Borg Cube
Magnus and Erin had witnessed
what happened when the Borg took a species. Now, they too were in the hands of
the Borg, along with their young daughter.
They stood no chance when the
Borg drones beamed on board the Raven. Their hopes that the Borg would abandon
their quest when the ship crashed, had failed. After three years of studying the
Borg, and learning their secrets, they were going to have first hand knowledge
of the Borg for the rest of their natural lives.
The Hansens where separated
from Annika on board the Raven. They were beamed directly on broad the Borg
cube, and were surrounded by Borg drones. The drones waited silently for their
next command. Magnus held Erin close. He tried to shield her, but he knew they
were beyond hope.
Erin embraced Magnus tightly as
she softly cried Annika's name over and over again.
Two of the Borg that had
brought them to the large room, moved forward and stood apart as a door opened
before them. A green glow entered into the dark room. In walked a Borg- a woman,
who moved with power and grace-looking them over with a clinical eye with
interest.
The Hansens where pushed from
behind, and they stumbled forward a few feet. The new Borg walked slowly around
them and Magnus tried to follow her with his eyes. To his amazement and horror,
a smile appeared on the woman's face.
"Welcome to the Borg." She came
to rest in front of them.
Magnus stood tall, trying not
to show the fear he was feeling. He placed his arm possessively around his wife.
Erin tighten her hold on his waist.
The woman spoke again. "It is
our," she paused, "pleasure, to meet you face to face at last after all this
time."
She moved slightly. "We have
been aware of your presence from the day you approached this cube," said the
Borg woman with an arrogant smile.
"The human species were unknown
to the collective. We have decided that your species will make a fine addition
to our perfection."
Magnus looked on in shock. They
had believed that the Borg were unaware of there study. To find that the Borg
had been more than aware of them made Magnus realize, for the first time, how
their own arrogance made them vulnerable.
Finding his voice, Magnus
asked, "Why leave us alone and unharmed if you knew?"
He knew enough about the Borg
to suspect that the woman before him was in fact the Queen. No one else in the
collective would have this much power. They had learned that although there were
millions of Borg drones, very few had such a degree of independence. The woman
who stood in front of them had free will. Other than the Queen, the only member
of the collective that spoke was Unimatrix One, the right hand of the Queen.
All other Borg drones were
silently going about their assigned jobs. They showed no emotion when one of
their own became damaged. The damaged ones either where repaired or terminated
no longer any use to the hive.
When the Borg attacked a world,
even its children and the elderly where assimilated. Many did not survive the
process; they either died at the hands of the Borg, very few escaped capture for
long.
"Why?"
responded the Queen to Erin's unspoken question, "Annika was too young."
Erin head shot up. "Annika,
where is she?" she cried.
The Queen's simple reply was:
"Where she belongs ...with us."
Magnus did not understand
"Annika? You are after my daughter?" His voice changed pitch as he took a step
towards the Queen, only to be dragged back by a strong Borg hand.
"We scanned your computer's
memory banks the moment we became aware of your vessel. Your personal logs were
informative. Annika is an intelligent child, and above all a young human. She
will become our voice, and all that we are-all that we have learned-will be
hers. We will be her teacher and in return she will give us the human species."
Erin cried out. "She's just a
child."
The Queen moved to look at
Erin, taking her by the chin, she looked into terrified eyes.
"Exactly. She is a child, but
she will become Borg. We will be all she knows. Children survive assimilation
more easily than adults do. They do not fear us as you do, and they learn well
what we teach them. You should be proud of her. Annika will make a fine Borg.
Along with your knowledge of the Federation, your lives will be spent in the
service of the Collective."
The queen moved away from them,
and walked towards the door. She turned to look at their terrified faces, and
then signalled to the drones standing behind them.
"Assimilate them."
The door closed leaving Erin
and Magnus in the dark. A faint green glow of mechanical lights bathed their
faces as the drones began to move.
On the other side of the door,
the Queen paused as a scream sounded from behind the door. When all was quiet,
she turned and made her way down the dark corridor.
**********************************
A short time before.
The Borg ship was so cold it
made Annika shiver. As she was lead by the drones, she watched as other Borg
walk by taking no notice of her. Annika was led pass Borg drones each standing
in their own alcoves, each doing their tasks with a collective purpose. All
unconcerned that a small family was about to be torn apart.
Suddenly, the two Borg released
Annika. She stood alone before what was a smaller version of a view screen like
the one on the Raven. The screen came to life, showing Annika's parents
surrounded by Borg. They were holding each other close. For a few minutes, that
is all a young Annika saw.
Another Borg entered, and
Annika could here the voices of her parents, as the Borg walked around the room.
Seven of Nine watched as her
past played out before her. Things long forgotten came to her. She heard her
parents try to defend her, and realized that she had been destined to be Borg
from a very early age. A silent tear ran down her cheek, and for the first time
in her adult life, Seven of Nine began to silently cry.
She cried for her parents, who
no longer existed. She cried for a lost childhood and for a family that she
would never have again. Although her father remained in the hands of the Borg,
the memoirs of her mother ended that day. As many that faced the Borg terror of
assimilation, she died a few days later, never regaining consciousness again as
Erin Hansen, spending the last few days of her life as a drone.
Seven watched as young
Annika-the child she was for a short time- met her destiny at the Queen's hands.
After the Queen left, Annika
was alone with the same Borg who had taken her from the Raven. They led her to
the room where Magnus and Erin were laying on a flat grey surface staring up at
the ceiling. They made no sound when Annika entered the room. Borg where at
either side of them, and machines were placed around the still bodies.
"Papa? Mama?" Annika tried to
get to them, but Borg held her back.
A voice sounded in the small
room. "Finish the Assimilation, leave the child." The Borg drones began
to work, taking no notice of the small crying child. Annika watched as her
parents where assimilated. A long line silver tube slowly inserted into each of
their necks, and at once, a grey hue came over their skins. Small implants began
to appear on their faces, as the Borg removed their clothing. Amour and tools
where fitted to their bodies. Their Eyes where replaced with live sensors.
Annika screamed, but held fast between the two Borg drones. She watched as one
of Erin's arm where removed and replaced with a mechanical limb. More implants
slowly appeared and in each passing moment, Annika's parents were gone. All that
they knew and experienced all of their dreams, now belonged in the Borg Hive
mind.
Annika stood for some time, her
crying had stopped, and she looked on in fear, as her parents began to move.
Each stood, and turned towards her. There was no life in their eyes, no sign
that they were aware of her or anything else. They looked right through Annika,
and awaited their instructions.
"Regeneration is required." One
of the Borg that had been holding Annika turned and walked away. Magnus and Erin
followed. It was the last time Annika would see her mother again.
"Place the child in stasis."
Annika was removed from the room, and taken to a small square chamber. The last
thing she remembered was a Borg coming towards her as she cried out for her
parents.
***************************************
Sickbay
Janeway had been in sickbay for
three very long days. The doctor had tried on a number of occasions to get her
to leave, but the captain had refused each time. She kept watch over Seven, and
read her reports at Seven's bedside.
Other then the few remaining
twitches; Seven showed no other signs of life. The doctor had taken new scans
every few hours. Each scan revealed that the swelling was very slowly going
down, however he was unable to say when or if Seven would regain consciousness.
In addition, he could not tell if there would be any long-term problems if she
did wake up.
Janeway found her self in a
state she was not used to... helplessness. Members of the crew, and Seven's
friends, began to drop by sickbay one day after the accident. Each stayed a few
minutes, wishing her well and speaking to the captain. They left shocked to see
their captain looking so frail. The look of pain in the captain's eyes was not
something they could miss. The news travelled fast around Voyager that Seven of
Nine was badly injured.
Naomi Wildman made a visit with
her mother. She ran over to the captain, and began asking all sorts of questions
that the captain was not able to answer. Naomi began to cry when she saw Seven
on the bed. She held onto the captain's hand as her mother talked quietly to
Janeway. Since Naomi was so upset, and her captain was beyond tears, Samantha
felt that it was better to leave. Therefore, she picked Naomi up into her arms,
and spoke softly to comfort the child. Samantha promised that they would visit
again. Saying her good-byes to Janeway, Samantha let Naomi kiss Seven on the
cheek, before wishing Seven well.
Lt. Torres had made her report
to the captain only hours after the accident.
Lt. Torres entered sickbay
nodding to the doctor, and walked over to stand beside the Captain, taking note
that Seven had yet to awaken.
"Captain?"
Janeway looked up from watching
Sevens face for any sign of live.
"Oh Lt.?"
The Engineering handed over a
small data pad with her report. Janeway sat back on her chair, stretching her
back, and looking down at the Data.
Janeway was relieved to read
that it did appear to be an accident and that no one had tried to get rid of her
Borg friend. It turned out to be a simple energy flux. Reports had been coming
in on similar malfunctions, but none as bad as the one in Main Engineering. The
cause was unknown. It was just unfortunate that Seven was injured. The coil in
Engineering had major damage, and would take days to repair. All systems in
Engineering were running through the ship's secondary control system.
Janeway turn to Lt. Torres, "I
want a level one inspection on all control panels, energy coils, and back up
systems starting in Engineering and ending on the Bridge. I do not want any more
accidents to happen like this. I want to now why and stop it, do I make myself
clear Lt.?"
“Plus I want a detailed report
on the new systems to be put in place to warn of future problems.”
"Aye Captain." Turning with
another look at Seven the Engineer return to Engineering.
After that first visit, Lt.
Torres had stopped by sickbay after every shift to visit Seven. Each time, the
Doctor and told B’Elanna the same news. The Doctor was not only worried about
Seven, but the captain as well. The Doctor hoped he could talk some sense into
the captain, and that she would return to her quarters to rest.
As luck would have it, Janeway
remained at Seven's side softly talking to her. Janeway had sent Ensign Tom
Paris down to her quarters to fetch a book that she loved to read.
Janeway placed her chair at the
head of the Seven's bed. "I don't know if anyone has ever read to you Seven, but
when I was small, my mother used to read to me and my sister all the time. It
was one of our favourite things to do as a family. I hope I do not bore you too
much. You'll have to tell me to shut up if I do."
"This is one of my favourites,
it's called, 'Lord of the Rings'. It is a very old book, written in the early
twentieth Century. It's a wonderful story."
Janeway placed her jacket over
the back of the chair, and put the book beside Seven's shoulder. She began to
read.
"Chapter One"
A Long-Expected Party
When Mr. Bilbo Baggins of Bag
End announced that he would shortly be celebrating his eleventy-first birthday
with a party of special magnificence. There was much....
The Doctor stood and listened
to Janeway’s voice floating through his sickbay. He turned back to sit behind
his desk, and listened as Janeway told a very old story, that hopefully had a
happy conclusion for all of them.
*********************************
The Queen.
The Borg cube made its way back
to the main collective. Annika remained in stasis while Magnus and Erin started
their lives as drones. All their memories of their former life no longer
existed.
Annika was soon taken from the
Borg cube and transported to the main hive, while still in her stasis chamber,
placed into a large room and left alone.
The stasis chamber hissed
opened, Annika became aware of the soft noises around her, and she was very
cold. She looked up see rows and rows of alcoves, some with regenerating Borg
inside. As she slowly sat up, a drone moved away from her and stood still
besides another figure.
"Do not be afraid child. Today
you start a new life, a life that you were destined to live." The figure walked
closer and Annika saw a woman, a Borg woman.
"Where's my mama?" said Annika
hugging her legs to her chest.
"Where she belongs, she is with
us now child, as are you."
The Borg woman came closer, and
after a moment of study, she reached over to brush a lock of hair out of
Annika's eyes.
Tears appear in Annika's eyes.
"You will one day be our voice.
We will give the human race perfection. They will be added to the collective,"
said the Queen.
"Do you know who I am?" she
asked.
Annika nodded her head and
sniffed. "The Queen?"
"That is right. One day you
will be Premiere," replied the Queen.
"I have been aware of you for
some time. You will be our link to the Humans, but for now, you will learn."
The last thing Annika heard as
a human, were the chilling words "Assimilate her."
Annika Hansen, daughter of
Magnus and Erin Hansen, was no more. In her place, was A Borg name Seven of
Nine, Tertiary Adjunct to Unimatrix Zero One... future Queen of the Borg.
Annika Hansen was no longer
alone.
*********************************
Sickbay
Sickbay had been quiet for some
time, and Janeway had drifted off to sleep after the third chapter. The Doctor
took some more scans, then retreated to his office, leaving them both alone.
Janeway missed the first sign
of life from the bed as Seven slowly started to awake. The hand that Janeway had
been holding for nearly five days, started to slowly move as Seven opened her
eyes.
Seven moved her head, but
stopped when she felt a sharp pain. She looked around, half expecting Borg
drones to appear and take her away again, from the ones she loved, but the only
person in the room was sound asleep at her side.
A tear rolled down Seven's face
as she started to remember the details of her dream... her lost parents, her
lost childhood. The things she had forgotten over time slowly returned to her,
and yet if those things had not happened, she would never have met Kathryn, and
for that bit alone, she was grateful to the Borg.
Seven slowly moved her hand to
touch the sleeping figure. She stroked the dark head so near to her own.
Surprised to find herself in sickbay with the captain, Seven tried to sit up,
only to find that other than her head and arms she was pinned to the bed.
"Cap...Captain?" said Seven in
a broken voice.
The head beside her moved, and
then was still.
Seven gave a small smile.
"Captain Janeway," she called a bit louder this time.
Janeway moved her head and
slowly sat up. She began to slowly awake, but when Seven called her name again,
she very nearly fell off her chair.
"Seven!" she all but shouted,
"Don't move I'll get the Doctor."
Before Seven said another word,
Janeway was off shouting for the doctor. Moments later, they were both besides
Seven's bed. Janeway was very silent as she watched the doctor run a few more
tests. Janeway smiled when Seven raised an eyebrow at the questions the Doctor
asked. If Seven knew her name, remembered how she was injured.
Giving Seven a pat on the
shoulder and releasing her from the restraints, he turned towards a very nervous
Janeway.
"Well Captain," he beamed,
"I'll need to run a few more tests. Seven needs to remain in sickbay for the
next few days, and then she must regenerate. I can see a very bright future
ahead."
He smiled down at Seven. "
Welcome back, Seven."
Seven nodded, not taking her
eyes off Janeway as the doctor took his leave, and made to inform the rest of
the crew.
"Seven," whispered Janeway as
tears started to form yet again.
"Captain. What happened?" asked
a confused Seven slowly sitting up.
Janeway reached out and helped
her to a sitting position, but did not remove her hand from Seven's arm.
"There was an accident, Seven.
Unfortunately, you got hurt, but you're going to be fine," said a shaky Captain.
"I'll explain later after you have regenerated, all right?"
Seven nodded. "As you wish,
Captain." Seven replied as she looked down at the captain's trembling hands.
"Later, will you also show me
the things I have been missing?" Seven asked shyly.
"What!" said a shocked Janeway
as she took a step backwards.
"You...You heard me?"
Seven watched as the captain
fidgeted for a moment.
"Yes"
"Oh."
Seven let her legs slowly hang
over the bed. There was a thoughtful look in her eyes as she watched Janeway.
"I love you too."
"You...do?" Janeway did not
know whether to faint- which a Starship captain did not do- or to shout for joy.
Fortunately, she chose neither, and a silly grin started to spread across her
face, a face that was turning a nice shade of pink.
"I don't know what to say,
Seven."
"Will you kiss me instead?"
replied Seven hopefully. She needed to feel loved and wanted by this woman.
Janeway looked into the eyes of
the woman she thought she had lost... her friend and future lover.
"There's nothing that I would
rather do, Seven."
Janeway moved to stand between
two very shapely legs. She placed her hands on Seven's thighs, and leaned
forward for a kiss. She was surprised when Seven moved closer.
Lips touched and moved
together, sealing their love for one another when a cough came from behind them.
"Captain, really! That can wait
until after Seven regenerates," commanded the stern Doctor.
Janeway turned away blushing,
and Seven just sat there and stared at her. Then, the brightest smile, the only
true smile Janeway had seen came to Seven's face.
"Seven needs to rest Captain."
"Right. Yes of course."
"So do you Captain," said the
doctor making Seven aware of how bad her captain did indeed look.
"Are you ill Captain? Perhaps
you should let the doctor look at you." Concern and worry appeared all over
Seven's face now.
Taking Seven's hand and kissing
her fingers, Janeway laughed. "No Seven, I'm fine, really. I just need a little
rest and I'll be back to normal."
"Very well. Will you come back
when you are rested?" said Seven, in a child like voice.
"The captain will be back in
the morning, Seven. Not before."
Seven slowly relaxed onto the
bed, watching as Janeway collected her jacket.
"Will you leave the book for
me?"
Janeway placed the book on the
bed as the doctor came to reclaim his chair. Janeway watched as he looked at the
book, and nodded to her.
"Sure, but you need to rest,
Seven."
With that, and giving Seven a
light kiss on her forehead, Captain Janeway left sickbay with a slight swing in
her step.
They had so much to talk about
and now they had the time. Time that Janeway was going to make sure they spent
together.
Seven made her self-comfortable
after the captain had left. Her future was changing, yet her past was coming
back to haunt her. Perhaps with the captain's help she could lay her nightmares
to rest.
Reaching out she touched the
book. As memories of her mother reading to her surfaced for the first time, and
not just in her dreams. Seven began to cry.
The End?
Thank you for reading. Please
let me know what you think.
If you would like a sequel, to find out what happened to Seven after her regeneration and how she comes to terms