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Captain Kathryn Janeway sighed happily letting a smile creep onto her lips smoothing out her white tux and straightening her tie she also brushed her hair back from her eyes. It was her wedding day and she was nervous as hell. No they weren’t back on earth but that fact didn’t seem to bother her much anymore Voyager felt so much like home now.

Janeway stood pacing back and fourth in holodeck1 it had been programmed to look like a traditional church chapel for the occasion. With high stained glass windows, big oak doors, white walls, the works. Except there weren’t any crosses the entire crew thought it best to avoid that part of it as not to stir up religious differences.

She hadn’t seen Seven in a two weeks and if there was such a thing as blued balledness for women she had it on top of the normal premarital jitters. Chakotay chucked turning his head from side to side watching the Starship captain pace.

“Watch it you’ll where a hole right through the ship.” Kathryn couldn’t help but chuckle as well.

“I’m trying to calm down. I just can’t seem to.” Chakotay smiled shaking his as he followed shaking with excitement and possibly panicking Janeway down the walk way to take in their places as the wedding would start soon. He’d never seen her so nervous or happy for that matter. The hole hall was decorated with beautiful red and white roses the colors that represented the couple. Kathryn came to a halt standing where normally the groom would be, Chakotay next to her in the best mans place.

Neelix started playing the organ signaling for the precession to begin. First Naomi dressed in a pink dress, came skipping down the isle tossing flowers around, she got to the end of the isle and took her place.

Next was B’Elanna Torres wearing a red dress her curly hair held up in a pony tail and Tom Paris he was wearing one of those seventies style powered blue tux and his standard goofy smile. They reach the isles end and went to stand in their places B’Elanna next to Naomi and Tom next to Chakotay.

Lately before the bride came Samantha Wildman in a red dress like B’Elanna’s her short blond hair slicked back and Harry Kim sporting a black tux like the most of the male crew. They to soon reached the steps and took their places next to B’Elanna and Tom.

Kathryn’s breathe hitched in her throat, partly because seeing the holographic Doctor dressed up in a tux was about to make her bust up in laughter. Then there was the other reason which was the women who held his arm. Seven looked even more gorgeous then ever with her hair down cascading over her shoulders curling slightly. She was wearing a white backless strapless low cut knee length wedding dress that only left a few things to the captains imagination and she was quickly filling in the blanks.

Seven’s eyes locked with Kathryn’s eyes as the Doctor led her to her place next to the captain. The hologram chuckled and taped the closest thing he’d ever get to a surrogate daughter on the shoulder. “Breathe Seven breathe.”

The ex drone bride took a long breath of air before finally stepping up that final step up to be level with her soon to be mate . The Hologram of Admiral Hayes appeared to perform the ceremony.

Not long after that Starfleet Captain Kathryn Janeway and the newly named Annika Janeway lead the wedding precession back down the isle way. Seven had opted to start using her human name more often now that she was married and also despite Kathryn’s objections which faded quickly had her last name legally changed.

One the precession was back out into the church lobby Chakotay as part of his best man duties gave the command for the holodeck to change programs over to the reception hall. Unfortunately they had found out after weeks of trying to fit it all in that adding the reception hall as well as the drive over to it wasn’t going to work. But nobody really seemed to mind so they simply made a reception hall program as well.

The holodeck changed quickly into a lavishly adorned hall complete with dance floor and tables and music player. The hall was also lined in red and white roses. Red and white table cloths napkins things like that Also every table had bottles of whine and there were waiters standing next to a kitchens doorway.

Seven marveled at it all she and Kathryn has left creating the hall solely up to the crew and they had done a most wonderful job in Sevens eyes. For the first time in awhile she felt truly at home and part of the crew knowing somehow that all of their efforts were not simply because of the Captains involvement but because they cared for her as well.

“Thus I wish you both the best of luck and the happiest of lives both here on Voyager and when we finally make it home.” Chakotay smiled taking a drink from his whine glass after he had lifted it in the air at the end of his best man speech.

The party was well under way and from what he could see everyone was having a great time. So far the Captain only had to slap Tom once for perverted remarks about Sevens dress. Which wasn’t really a bad thing all things considered, because if she hadn’t B’Elanna was likely to have done something far worse and he shuddered to think what Seven herself would have done.

Both the Captain and Commander chuckled as they both quietly discussed their shared mental image of B’Elanna holding the air lock open while Seven tossed Tom out. Janeway was about to get up to catch Seven again for a dance when the ship shook and lurched slightly. The computers warning signal went off and all the crew enjoying the party stopped to look around.

“What in the hell was that!” The Captain almost shouted returning to her feet quickly. The ships lurched has thrown her off them. She reached up to hit her combadge and rolled her eyes when she found it wasn’t there, the crew had taken it from her last night insisting she wasn’t to do anymore work until her honeymoon ended. Which was fine with her up until now.

Chakotay slapped his own combadge pinned to his tux where the flower would normally be.

“I’ll go check it out you stay here.” He turned heading toward the holodeck doors. Tom and B’Elanna on his heals incase the ship either needed repair or to be set back on course.

B’Elanna turned smiling at them all. “We’ll be right back if we need any one else will send for them.”

Seven lifted her ocular implant at her new wife who could only shrug in response.

“I’m sure if it’s anything they need us for they wont be silly enough not to come get us.” Seven nodded seeming reassured. “If you say so love.” Kathryn smiled leaning over to give Seven a small kiss.

The party ended without any more hitches though nobody had seen the Commander, Lt. Or Ensign since they left. The rest of the crew filed out leaving Kathryn and Seven alone.

They changed the settings to privet room. Janeway smiled. “Computer run program J7 honeymoon.” A lush mountain environment surrounded them complete with a quaint cozy cabin.

“I love you my Kathryn.” Seven took the smaller woman in her arms. They shared a warm passionate kiss pressed close together tasting each other letting their very souls mingle and mix.

“I love you to my Annika.” Kathryn smiled not wanting to leave her soul mates arms as they walked toward the cabin. She gave a light chuckle kissing the taller ex borgs neck

“Annika Janeway that has a nice ring to it.” Seven smiled brightly hugging Kathryn closer as they came to the door of the cabin. “Yes it does a very nice ring.”

On the bridge Commander Chakotay looked curiously at the view screen. It appeared as if somehow they were mysteriously pulled into a slipstream warp. For all intensive purposes it seemed they were still on the same course and the ship was holding up well.

They just couldn’t find away to pull out of it and the censors were starting to screw up. But Chakotay was determined not to bother the Captain with it. She deserved to be happy and have some peace with her new wife. Besides that he really didn’t want to chance pissing off Seven, she was more human and mellow now he had to admit but she still have a very nasty temper regarding her and the Captains personal time and interruptions to it.

So he was stuck pulling the crews resources and trying to figure away out of this. They made it out of worse before and this didn’t seem like much. No problem for the experienced crew to handle without the Captain. At least most of them hoped so.

“Commander Chakotay there appears to be some kind of anomaly forming on the bridge.” Tom called out pointing behind Chakotay who spun around in time enough to see a glowing blue hole in thin air.

“What the hell is that.” Lt. Torres grabbed her tricorder and phaser. She started at a sprint toward the Commander and the hole. Suddenly the ship seem to slow down it was like time itself was crawling. Slow motion all around. Chakotay could see B’Elanna running at him in a very slow pace out of the corner of his eye but he remained right in front of the rip as if somebody had melted his shoes into the bridge floor at that spot.

“I….don’t….know…stop…. Running.” Even his words came out slow and far to late at that. Before B’Elanna knew it her entire body had slowed down and no matter how hard she pushed she couldn’t speed up. She even tried to pull back and stop but her body wouldn’t respond to her. She collided with Chakotay the slow motion just making it hurt so much worse, their bodies soaked in every inch of a deep searing pain that would have normally been no more then a few seconds of stinging.

But every on of those seconds was captured and lived as if it was a lifetime. Chakotay saw B’Elanna’s eyes closing her face contorting in pain. She was passing out very slowly. He felt himself on the brink of consciousness. Just as his vision blurred beyond recognition he saw a flash of light red hair and a red and black covered shoulder come flying out of the hole right at him…”Wonderful.” Was his last conscious thought.

Kathryn groaned and rolled over. She didn’t want to wake up yet she was having a very good dream she intended to make a reality once she was rested enough. But there was this buzzing that wouldn’t stop. She lifted her head up and rummaged around the mess covered nightstand thinking it was an alarm clock and preparing to smash it.

Seven was still sleeping pretty soundly. Janeway had to grin at that, they’d completely worn each other out last night. Kathryn finally found the source of the buzzing. It was Seven combadge buried underneath the mess of cloths, carry stems, whine glasses chocolate wrappers and other things on the nightstand.

They had brought it along incase the crew really needed to contact them and that seemed to be what was happen. She sighed tapping the combadge. “Seven?” Came Tom’s timid voice.

“No it’s her grumpier meaner half…this better be good Ensign.” She could hear Tom yelp on the other end. Obviously this was not what he had expected. The timid voice of the young green eyed ensign came back moments later.

“Well it is Captain or actually in better terms bad you should get to sickbay.” “Right…I’ll be right there.” Kathryn sighed as she sat up. Seven opened one of her cool blue eyes raising her ocular implant.

“Awake already?” Seven sat up more pecking Kathryn’s lips. Kathryn smiled stroking Sevens cheek.

“Yes…but unfortunately I can’t play right now…” Seven lifted her implant again her expressional equivalent of saying, “Oh really.”

Kathryn sighed. “There’s something I need to go take care of… I’ll be right back I promise.” “I am coming with you then.” Kathryn only nodding as she handed Seven her silver biosuite, she knew by now it was all but useless to argue with the blond borg and she didn’t want to have to sleep on the floor on her honeymoon.

About a half an hour later Captain Janeway and Seven of Nine stood in sickbay. Janeway sighed looking in turn at each of the three biobeds. Two of them were occupied by members of her crew. B’Elanna Torres and Commander Chakotay lay unconscious.

“They should be fine when they awake.” the Doctor explained “It seems to be a case of simple sensory over-load, the experience was just to much.”

Kathryn nodded taking in the Doctors information and inspecting the third biobed. It’s occupant appeared to be a Starfleet Officer at least that’s what she gathered from the combadge pinned to the woman’s chest and the Captains pips attached to her collar. She had shoulder length light red hair that was pulled back in a ponytail and two spunky looking bangs that turned blond in the middle as they fell down to frame her face. She didn’t look to old Janeway figured 27 maybe 28 judging from the lack of wrinkles and paleness of her skin.

Her uniform was however what puzzled the good Captain for she had never seen anything like it. The uniform was comprised of a triangular red colored piece of cloth was attached by chains to the woman’s shoulders gold fringe and trimming around the front part and edges of the cloth. A black dress coat with a gold strip down the front, gold trimming around the collar and edges, red and gold bands around the cuffs of the jacket. A leather web belt around fit snugly around the woman’s waist. Lastly black pants and long shin high highly shined boots. (Basically the uniform Squall from Final Fantasy 8 wears in the one ballroom scene.)

Kathryn took a moment to look at the three of them then turned to the doctor. “How long until they come around.” The Doctor smiled in his normal fashion.

“For the Commander and Lt. I would say about maybe five more minutes…the girl I can’t say just yet she appears to have more extensive wounds… funny thing though her system is repairing them quite fast.”

Janeway raised an eyebrow, The hologram shrugged. “I can’t say how for sure I haven’t taken a blood sample…I can’t without consent.” Janeway simply nodded.

“Considering she may have no idea how she got here I think it would be in the best interest of the crews safety to disarm her incase she is startled upon waking.” Seven suggested pointing out the two blacktail style handguns hanging from the woman’s web belt.

Kathryn smiled and nodded. “Good idea Seven.” The Captain slowly approached the unconscious figure. Slowly she began to unhook the straps that held the gun cases to the leather belt and pull them away. When her attention was pulled away to look at Chakotay and B’Elanna who both sat bolt up right holding their heads giving loud yelps of pain.

Janeway was about to turn her attention back to the girl when the cold barrel of a gun pressed to her neck stopped her. She heard Seven and the rest of the crew gasp in shock. The woman was awake cool blue eyes to match her own stared calmly at her.

Kathryn groaned inwardly. “Put the gun down I’m not going to hurt you.”

The other Captain tiled her head. “Who are you? How did I get here?” A deep more them calm voice rang out.

Janeway held up a hand a peaceable gesture. “I am Starfleet Captain Kathryn Janeway…and as for how you got here I’m at as much of a loss as you are.”

The woman’s eyes narrowed and she pressed the gun farther into Janeway’s neck her other arm holding her in a upright position on the biobed. “You lie.” She snarled.

Kathryn’s eye brow quirked up at that she knew she shouldn’t have but she couldn’t stop herself from spitting sarcastically. “How do you figure that?”

The woman pushed the gun into her skin again. “Because I’m the only Starfleet registered Captain Kathryn Janeway.” She replied.

NTH: DON DON DON cliff hangger...DON'T KILL ME. hides well anyway love hate like dislike...remember what i said about flames oh and the reason why i'm using guns instead of phasers..well one i just prefure it that way i'm not a big enough fan of the show to discribe how a phaser works so umm yeah. REVIEW ...NTH AWAY...jumps off screen lands in garbge pile with loud bang ...I'm ok...