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The Ice
Queen
A J/7 Advent
Calendar Story 2008 by Gun Brooke
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Janeway
slowly opened her eyes, trying to clear the mist that
obscured her vision by shaking it. Immediately regretting
the sudden movement, she moaned quietly and let her head
slump back onto the deck again. The deck. This time when she
opened her eyes, Janeway could clearly make out the smoking
consoles and the slumped shape of a man next to her.
“Chakotay,”
Janeway coughed violently and tried again. “Commander
Chakotay. Are you all right?”
The still
form stirred and Janeway stared in horror at the deep gush
dividing her friend’s trademark facial tattoo in half.
“Gods,
Chakotay. Lie still.” She poked her head up to assess the
situation. “Harry? Tom?”
“I’m here,
Captain,” Tom Paris said, he too coughing. “Harry is
unconscious, but I scanned him quickly and he has no serious
injuries. How about Chako—oh.” Tom ran a medical scanner
over Chakotay. “Concussion, deep lacerations to the face and
neck. He’s lost quite a bit of blood, ma’am.”
“Janeway to
the Doctor, come in.” Janeway tapped her comm badge.
There was
no reply and she kept trying as she hauled herself off the
floor and stumbled to the Harry’s console. Harry was lying
on his side next to it, and Janeway relieved to see him
start to move. She punched in a few commands and realized
that most of Voyager’s systems were down. She brought up
outer sensors on the main view screen and found herself
staring blankly at the screen. “Oh.”
Tom Paris
had stopped in mid stride on his way to the helm and now his
mouth fell open. “Captain…it sure looks like…”
Janeway’s
fingers trembled as they flew across the controls. “It is,
Tom.” Absentmindedly she pushed a sweaty tress of hair out
of her eyes. “It’s Earth.”
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