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Janeway/Seven Advent Calendar Story 2007
Janeway’s Odyssey
By Gun Brooke
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”It was her, mom,” Naomi Wildman said. “A large group of alien came through one of the gates and she was among them.” She gestured down the busy corridor. The trading station was a popular place for star ship crews to go on shore leave, and to stock up supplies. “Naomi, you know that’s impossible.” Samantha Wildman looked apologetically at Seven of Nine. “Captain Janeway died almost four years ago. You were very young when that happened.” “Not too young to ever forget her face!” Ten year old Naomi, tall for her age, placed her hands on her hips in such a trademark Janeway pose; it made Seven’s chest ache. Four years. Four very long and empty years. “Seven,” Naomi continued. “We have to go and look for her. Voyager can’t leave without her. She’s our captain. I mean, our first, real captain.” “Your mother is correct. Kathryn Janeway died star date 54622.4. You were a very young child, and it is no wonder you cannot remember exactly what transpired.” “I know exactly what transpired.” Naomi glared at Samantha and Seven. “Almost all of Voyager’s crew, including you and Mom, were taken by an alien race and forced to work at a plant on the planet Quarra. When Captain Chakotay, who was a commander then, had us all beamed back aboard Voyager, Captain Janeway was killed when the transporter beam triggered a cloud of radiation. I know this. Honestly,” Naomi continued and sighed, “do you think there’s anyone among the crew that has forgotten?” “No, you’re right, sweetheart.” Samantha circled Naomi’s thin shoulders with one arm. “Nobody has, and nobody ever will. It was the most traumatic thing—“ “Captain Janeway was my hero, along with Seven and the Doctor. She made me her Captain's Assistant.” Naomi’s voice sank to a low murmur and Seven found this much more disconcerting than her loud insistence before. “And I just saw her with a group of aliens, heading upstairs.” _______________________________________________________________
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