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The Enterprise, Mess Hall:
A full on mad party was going on, a lot of people were really drunk as usual.
Triah pushed a few guys out of the way, "get out of the way, I heard a bottle smash!" She passed Harry who was looking very drunk.
"Hey everyone, let's go and visit that star we passed!" he yelled.
"Nah, too hot..." Emma muttered at a nearby table, not looking too good.
James, Foster, Evil C and Craig walked into the room, they were obviously the only sober people there. "Um, what's going on here?" Craig asked.
"What does it look like?" James muttered.
"Oooh free booze," Foster giggled, he ran towards the alcohol table.
"Ok, is this the third anniversary party or something?" Evil C questioned.
"Third anniversary of what?" James also questioned.
Tom passed by with B'Elanna on his arm, "Jessie's evil rampage of course."
B'Elanna groaned, "yeah yeah, who cares, let's go." She pulled him out of the room with her.
"Hmm, best not repeat that to Jessie," James muttered, he headed out of the room.
"We're not staying then, damn," Evil C groaned, he followed too while snatching a bottle off a nearby guy.
"You can stay, I don't care," James said.
Craig grinned, "I don't either..."
"We're on the Enterprise, it's my decision anyway," James said.
Craig pouted, "I get your point."
"Great, we're staying," Evil C said, he grabbed another bottle of a different person.
Neelix ran passed them, he dropped his jacket on the floor nearby them. "On second thought," Craig muttered. He rushed out of the room, a lot of people did the same.
"Ok ok, why don't we fly there!" Harry yelled. A lot of people cheered, they all headed out via a different door.
Lee meanwhile screamed, he ran towards the nearest door. He tripped over Triah, who was busy wiping a stain on the carpet. "Oh god Triah, you've got to help me."
"Ok as long as you don't spill anything," Triah shrugged.
"Neelix keeps chasing me around the room," Lee stuttered.
Triah pulled a disgusted face, "eew."
"I know," Lee stuttered. His eyes widened, "oh crap!" He ran away with Neelix, wearing only trousers by the way, right behind him. He dropped a piece of clothing next to Triah.
"Oh for god's sake," she groaned.
Some guy nearby knelt down to pick it up, "do you want a hand?"
Triah looked up at him, "oh thanks..."
Triah sat up in her bed looking freaked out, "no... oh god no."
in Tom/B'Elanna's Quarters:
Tom's eyes opened up, they quickly turned very wide, "oh my god." He quickly pulled himself out of bed, "that's why my dad hated me."
B'Elanna groaned, she sat up, "what's wrong Tom?"
Tom glanced back at her, blushing slightly, "um... nothing, really it's nothing. It's a bad dream."
"Oh ok then," B'Elanna sighed, she lay back down.
Kathryn gasped as she sat up in her bed, "oh god."
Chakotay opened his eyes, "what is it?"
Kathryn trembled as she put a hand over her mouth, "I... left half a cup of coffee in our hotel room." She glanced over at Chakotay.
"Ugh... go back to sleep Kathryn," Chakotay groaned.
"But... but, the coffee..." Kathryn stuttered.
Chakotay groaned as he turned himself over, away from her, "go back to sleep."
"I'm going to have to go back there, I can't leave it," Kathryn stuttered.
"Somebody would have threw it away by now, now go to sleep," Chakotay muttered.
Kathryn's eyes widened, "how could someone do something like that!?"
Chakotay groaned, turning back over, "Kathryn..."
"All right," Kathryn said, she lay back down. "That poor coffee..."
Triah rushed in through the main door holding Scott, still wearing her nightie. "Computer activate EMH."
Doctor Jones appeared, "please state the nature... oh hello Triah."
"Hi, um can you do a DNA test?" Triah asked.
Doctor Jones frowned, "of Scott? I thought you didn't want that."
"I really need to know now... long story," Triah stuttered.
"Well when I examined him after birth I got a DNA scan already, all I need to do is compare his DNA with other crewmembers," Doctor Jones said.
"Good good, do that," Triah stuttered.
"You didn't want this a month or so ago, why now?" Doctor Jones asked.
Triah sat down on the nearby biobed, "I had a weird dream a few minutes ago... you know about the party where I got pregnant, supposedly."
"I see, well I don't think this is a good idea then," Doctor Jones said.
"Why not?" Triah asked.
"You probably just want it now because you're panicky after the dream, later it'll be gone from your memory," Doctor Jones replied.
"True but I barely ever remember dreams after a few minutes, maybe I just remembered what happened. Surely that can happen right?" Triah questioned.
Doctor Jones sighed, "there's a higher chance that what you saw wasn't real though."
"Prove me wrong then, who's the dad?" Triah asked.
Doctor Jones headed over to the station nearby, he started working on it. "If you regret this later, don't say I didn't warn you or anything."
"Sure ok whatever," Triah muttered.
"The computer is going through the crew manifest for that time period," Doctor Jones sighed. "Now in the meantime, who were you with in your dream?"
"Luckily I woke up before anything like that happened," Triah replied. She sighed, "Harry rushed out of the room to fly the Enterprise somewhere, it's not him. Lee was getting chased by Neelix..."
Doctor Jones smiled, "hmm if Lee was gay before, he isn't now."
"Yeah well, I doubt he would have been able to escape long enough..." Triah said. "Other guys at the party mostly left to go with Harry, my brother was there... so was Evil C, Chakotay. I don't know."
"You were panicky because they were all there or..." Doctor Jones questioned.
"Daniel came up to me, well rather Ronnie, he asked to help me clean something up. I woke up then," Triah replied.
Doctor Jones tried not to laugh, "you do realise that it could have happened earlier that night, or much later, or on another day."
"I guess," Triah sighed.
The station beeped. "Right it's done, are you sure you want to know?" Doctor Jones asked.
Triah nodded her head, "yeah, let's get it over with."
Doctor Jones glanced at the station, his eyes widened, "um ok then... the father is..."
Lena sat down on her sofa holding a PADD and a cup of coffee. The door chimed, "yeah?"
Daniel walked in, "we have to talk."
Lena looked up from her PADD, "um, ok then, about what?"
Daniel shuddered slightly, clenching his fists, "I need to know something."
Lena put down the PADD and cup as she climbed onto her feet, she made her way over to him. "Are you ok, you don't look so good."
"No I'm not, now tell me..." Daniel muttered. "Why the hell did you let me get so boring?"
Lena stared blankly at him, "um what?"
Daniel took a hold of her arm to shake her slightly, "why... why didn't you tell me my past life was so boring!"
Lena pulled her arm away, "oh that. Who told you?"
"Nobody did. I must have hit my head or something cos it seemed like a memory," Daniel replied. "God I was reading books, making speeches, once I even got reading glasses just for the, you know, look."
Lena tried not to laugh, "oh yeah, I remember."
"What the hell was wrong with me?" Daniel asked.
"I don't know, you were always a watcher type," Lena replied.
"Yeah a watcher type, why did he insist on calling himself Ronnie anyway?" Daniel muttered.
Lena shrugged, "he said the name Daniel was the name of a thug, and too in your face."
Daniel's eyes widened, "oh my god!" He stormed back out of the room.
Lena tried not to laugh, "oops." She quickly followed him out.
that morning, James/Jessie's Quarters:
Jessie was lying on the sofa trying to catch up on sleep, while Sarah-Amy's pram stood nearby. The door chimed. "Oh god..." she groaned. "Can you come back later?"
"Um, no I can't," a familiar voice called from outside.
Jessie opened her eyes, "fine... come in."
Angela walked into the room, "sorry, this is just really important."
"Get it over with, I only got about two hours sleep last night," Jessie muttered.
Angela glanced at the pram briefly, "oh right. You see I've got something to tell you..."
Sarah-Amy interrupted her by crying loudly. Jessie tried to sit up but she quickly lay back down, she placed a hand on her stomach. "You've got to be kidding me," she grumbled.
"What's wrong?" Angela asked.
"Recovering from my pregnancy is taking longer than I thought," Jessie muttered in response.
"I'll bring her to you," Angela said, she walked over to the pram.
Jessie tried to sit up once again, "that's really not necessary."
Angela picked up Sarah-Amy, she handed her to Jessie. "No thanks are needed."
"Thanks but she needs feeding and I can't get up, so you'll have to come back later," Jessie said.
Angela looked confused, "um why? Oh right." She turned to leave.
"If it's so important come back after the meeting or dinner or something," Jessie said.
Angela glanced back at her, "I'm not going to the meeting, I'll try after dinner time." She walked back out of the room.
The Leda, Conference Room:
Most of the main cast and Andrea were sitting around the large table.
"Now are we clear on the mission?" Kathryn questioned. Everyone nodded, not looking too sure about it though. "Excellent, now let's move onto less official business. Anyone got anything to report?"
"Um actually I do," Triah said nervously.
Kathryn smiled, "ok Triah, what is it?"
"Well at first I thought I should keep it to myself but considering the circumstances, I feel the need to humiliate him in front of as much people as possible," Triah replied. Everyone looked rather confused. "I found out who the father of my baby is as I remembered some of the night it happened."
"Oh..." a few people said. Nearly everyone leaned on the table to get a little closer.
Triah sighed, "I saw myself do a Seska, it's Chakotay's."
Everyone stared at Chakotay, his eyes widened in horror. "What!?" he exclaimed.
Triah giggled, "only kidding." Everyone sighed in relief. "But I was close with the Seska thing, the father is actually James."
Everyone turned to James instead, he did the same as Chakotay while Jessie looked rather annoyed. "Ok Triah, I'm going to kill you," she grumbled.
"Relax, I was kidding," Triah said, giggling again.
Tom sighed in relief, "thank god, cos frankly James has too many kids." He noticed Jessie glaring at him, "oh and I fear for my life, and everyone elses."
"Triah, stop messing around with us and tell us," Chakotay grumbled.
"All right sorry, I just thought I wouldn't be able to do this again. I needed to cheer myself up after all," Triah said. She sighed, "ok the real father is, ok it's Daniel."
"She's kidding again," Daniel said uncomfortably. Everyone glanced over at him. "Right?"
Triah bit her lip nervously, "nope."
Daniel hit his hand off the desk, "damn it that Ronnie guy was supposed to be boring, not a murderer who knocked up a girl."
Lena groaned into her hand, "nicely put."
Tom shrugged, "well James is slightly boring yet he managed it." His eyes widened in panic straight afterwards, James started glaring at him. "Crap, please tell me I said that in my head."
"Oh you did," James said.
Tom sighed in relief, "thank god... wait, damn!" He jumped to his feet and ran out of the room.
James rolled his eyes, "I'll get him later."
Jessie frowned, "what did he think?"
"He said somehow I managed it, well something like that," James replied.
Daniel folded his arms, "oh come on, no one was as boring as Ronnie. Do you voluntarily wear glasses just for the look, or read books, make speeches and crap?" A lot of the group sniggered quietly.
"No but I'm related to the Janeway's, I've probably done a speech at some point," James replied.
Kathryn tried to look innocent, "me, speech, haha not me."
Lena groaned, "I think the gag was aimed at me, right?"
"Both of you actually," James replied.
"Ok is there any other business?" Chakotay butted in.
"Actually yes there is. You know the group I was told to train," James said.
Chakotay sighed, "yes, what have they done now?"
"Nothing yet really, it's just what makes you people think I can train them for security? I'm not a miracle worker," James replied.
"Well it's either security or train them to use a console of any kind. What would you do?" Kathryn said.
"Oh right, but instead you allow them to use weapons..." James said.
Chakotay's eyes widened, "oh no no, don't give them weapons, you didn't give them weapons did you?"
James rolled his eyes, "I'm not that stupid."
Chakotay sighed in relief, "good, make sure they're trained to use them on the holodeck. Someone will have to take over training after your two weeks are up though."
"Really, you want me to train them to use them? Fine it's your lives, I'll be gone once they get the real kind," James said.
Most of the group looked nervous. "Oh that's not good, I could do with a jug of coffee," Kathryn said, she climbed out of her chair. "Dismissed."
long later, Voyager's Sickbay:
"Just tell me doc, is this some kind of sick joke she's pulling?" Daniel asked.
Doctor Jones sighed, "no... obviously Mr Ronnie was more interesting than he seemed."
Lena tried not to laugh, "tell me about it."
Daniel stared at her, "this isn't funny. Yesterday I was fine, today I find out my previous life was as dull as Janeway when she's not on coffee, except worse, and I also find out that I have a kid."
"Well look on the bright side," Lena said.
"I would if there was one," Daniel muttered.
"There is," Lena nodded. "You and I have something in common, we both have kids."
Doctor Jones tried not to laugh, "yes that's true."
"I don't think we can get your teen daughter and my month old kid to play together, you know while we go out somewhere," Daniel grumbled, he sat down on the biobed.
"No, but when she comes back she could babysit for us," Lena said.
Daniel groaned, "oh god, my life's over..."
"Yeah that was my reaction when I found out about Kiara," Lena muttered.
Doctor Jones shook his head, "then it's a good idea to keep an eye on him then."
"Yeah," Lena sighed. She sat down next to Daniel. "Hey, it's going to be fine, I got through it."
"Oh yeah, did you have Kiara with someone you didn't really like?" Daniel asked.
Lena nodded, "yeah actually, he tried to rape me."
"Oh... ok yours is worse, sorry," Daniel muttered.
"You're damn right. I'll help you through this, but I'm not doing any changing diapers or anything like that," Lena said.
Daniel stared at her, "what makes you think Triah's going to let me babysit?"
"It was um, a just in case comment," Lena replied.
Damien was laughing maniacally as he watched two crewmembers fight each other on the viewscreen. Riker snatched his popcorn when he wasn't looking, he used his other hand to pick up a bottle next to his chair.
"Oh this is much more fun than I realised," Damien laughed.
Bob frowned, "actually this isn't a comedy episode so it's not supposed to be fun."
Damien rolled his eyes, "comedy in this series, what are you on?"
He and Bob heard a disgusting noise coming from Riker, they all glanced at him. Riker smiled sheepishly, "it wasn't what you think." He squeezed the brown sauce bottle, a large dollop landed on top of Damien's popcorn.
"You stole my popcorn!?" Damien exclaimed.
Riker grinned, "sorry sir, I was hungry."
"You're always hungry," Damien groaned. Riker politely moved the bucket closer. "No I don't want any now."
"Bless you sir, you're so nice," Riker smiled, he stuck his face into the bucket.
Damien looked disgusted, "where's a stupid Fifth Voyager style accident when you need them?"
"I don't know sir, maybe the writers are too mature for that now," Bob said. What he didn't realise was there was a guy with a Scream mask on, and a black cloak just behind him. He brutally stabbed him in the back several times. Then suddenly a bulkhead fell from the ceiling and crushed the two of them.
"Wrong person you idiot," Damien groaned.
"Um... ok," the alien said in a confused tone of voice.
Damien sighed, "never mind, what's next?"
Enterprise, the Mess Hall:
The room was unusually quiet, only a few people were sitting at tables. A few tables had been overturned, and somebody was fixing one of the replicators.
"Ok this is weird," Jessie muttered.
Duncan nodded, "yeah, maybe there was a fight." He watched Sasha climb onto the chair next to him.
"There's been a lot of fights today apparently, that's why your dad's late," Jessie said.
"Cool," Duncan grinned.
Sasha groaned, "how is it cool?"
"Oh no no, don't start," Jessie groaned. "Duncan, can you keep an eye on your sisters quietly, while I replicate dinner?"
"Yeah ok," Duncan muttered.
Jessie headed towards the replicator, Neelix walked over to her. "Um Jessie, there's something..."
"Yeah yeah, I'm sorry that Sasha screamed at you. You've got to remember that she was a lot younger when she last saw you, well sober," Jessie said.
"Ok, but why do you keep saying the word sober? I'm hardly ever drunk," Neelix questioned.
Jessie shuddered, "forget it."
Neelix looked confused, "um ok." He walked away.
Jessie turned back around, she bumped into a large guy next to the replicator. He dropped the tray he had onto the floor. "Oh oops, I'm sorry," she said.
"No it's fine, I wasn't looking where I was going," the guy said, he knelt down next to the tray.
Neelix rushed over, "I'll clean that up, Triah's supposedly on her way."
"And what's so bad about that?" Jessie asked.
"Isn't it obvious Jessie?" Neelix muttered. She just shook her head. "Oh you weren't here the last time this happened. She didn't just clean the carpet, she insisted that I take off the whole thing and clean it outside. I had to get Security." He rushed back over to the kitchen, and picked up a mop nearby it.
"I hope her kid isn't the messy type," Jessie muttered.
The guy shook his head, he glanced at her, "wait, your name is Jessie?"
"Um yeah, have we met or something?" Jessie replied looking confused.
"No, I don't think so. Are you the Jessie that's married to the security chief?" the guy asked.
"Um, yeah actually. Why, are you part of the security team or something?" Jessie replied.
"No I'm not," the guy said, narrowing his eyes a little.
Jessie looked even more confused, "well if we don't know each other, why are you looking at me like that?"
"Angela told me a few things about you," the guy replied.
Jessie groaned, "oh... I should have saw that one coming. That bitch never liked me so what she told you..."
The guy pushed her roughly into the wall nearby the replicator, "you have no right to call her that."
Neelix nearby groaned, "no no, not another fight."
"I'm sorry but that's what she is," Jessie muttered. "Who are you anyway, her boyfriend?"
"Her fiance," the guy grumbled.
"Oh, that explains everything," Jessie said. She tried to move away from the wall but he just pushed her back against it.
"Hey!" Duncan yelled from the table, he rushed over to the scene. "You get away from my mum right now."
Michael looked down at him, "uh... no."
"Duncan, just sit back down... I'll handle it," Jessie said.
"No, get away from her!" Duncan yelled.
Michael tried not to laugh, "or what?"
"Or I'll hurt you," Duncan said.
Michael laughed, "you can't even hurt my feelings, little brat."
Jessie groaned, "Duncan, sit back down now."
"Yeah mummy's boy, sit back down before you get hurt," Michael sneered.
"If you hurt him you'll regret it," Jessie said.
"In case either of you haven't noticed, you're both too small to hurt me," Michael muttered.
"Oh yeah?" Duncan said, he kicked him hard in the leg.
"Ow, you little brat!" Michael snapped, he slapped him just hard enough to make him stumble to the ground. Jessie tried to push passed him but he easily pushed her back against the wall. "No you stay here and listen to me. You say anything to Angela again, you'll be paying a visit to Sickbay. Oh and tell your husband to stay away from her."
"Well the second one's easy but it's a little too hard to not insult Angela," Jessie said.
Michael growled, he closed the gap between him and her, "you don't have any idea what happened between them years ago, do you?"
"Of course I do but..." Jessie said.
"Just make sure he doesn't come near Angela again," Michael muttered. Somebody grabbed a hold of his arm and threw him into the side of the nearby table.
"Would you mind telling me what you thought you were doing?" James said.
Michael stared at him, not believing his eyes, "that's him? For god's sake, I shouldn't even be worried..."
"Worried about what?" James muttered, he glanced over at Jessie.
"He's Angela's fiance," Jessie said. She headed over to where Duncan was.
James tried not to laugh as he glanced back over at Michael, "she must have been one hell of an outcast to end up with this fat lug."
"What is it with this family, you are all so stupid..." Michael grumbled. "I mean first your stupid kid thinks he can beat me up, then your short arse wife, now you who is also one stupid looking short one too."
Duncan got back onto his feet with Jessie's help. "Hey, I did hurt you," he said.
James glanced over at them, then immediately turned back to Michael looking annoyed again. "You hit my son?"
"Yeah I did, he kicked me in the leg," Michael replied, shaking his head.
James shrugged, "oh ok then." He punched him as hard as he could, he fell back into the table, this time breaking it and he didn't get back up.
Neelix groaned, "great, it was only a matter of time before a table was broken."
"Sorry Neelix, but he really needed that," James said as he walked over to Duncan and Jessie. "I'll get him to Sickbay."
"No I'll do it, you can keep an eye on the girls," Jessie said.
"All right," James said. He turned back around, "ok if anyone wants to beam this fat guy to a Sickbay, beam him to the Leda one."
"But only Nikki is there," Neelix said.
"I know," James said. He headed over to the table where Sasha and Sarah-Amy were at.
while later, Angela's Ready Room:
The door chimed, Angela looked up at it, "yes."
Michael walked in, "you asked to see me."
"Yeah. I don't have a good reason for it either," Angela grumbled, looking at the PADD in her hands. "I know I don't like Jessie, but she's my crewmember. I don't like fights Mike."
"You're on her side!?" Michael snapped. "You always said how much of a cow she was, and how much she talked about you behind your back."
"I know but you shouldn't have just attacked her..." Angela snapped back.
Michael folded his arms, "you also failed to mention that this 'ex' of yours is a Slayer."
"So? What has that got to do with anything?" Angela questioned.
"For one thing a Slayer wouldn't just stand, sit or lie there while someone tries to rape him," Michael muttered.
"Now do you believe me?" Angela shrugged.
Michael's face turned a shade paler, "unfortunately."
"I know it's not good information, but I couldn't keep it a secret any longer," Angela said.
"Thanks for being honest," Michael muttered.
Angela sighed, "but?"
"But you have seen him more times in the last two days than you've seen me," Michael said.
Angela shook her head, "if you're thinking that I'm seeing him on the side, then you've got the wrong idea."
"How do I know though? You've kept this from me for so long," Michael said.
"Oh come on, back then we were both single and messed up teens. Now I'm engaged to you, and I love you more than anything. He's married with three kids. It would be sick and stupid if I was," Angela grumbled.
Michael nodded his head, "yeah you're right, it would be." He turned to leave.
"Michael," Angela said as she stood up. "James and I are ancient history. Even back then he was just a little crush."
"It was enough to do that with him," Michael muttered.
"I told you, messed up teens," Angela said.
"Sorry Angy," Michael muttered, he walked out.
Sasha walked out with Johnathan not far behind her. Jessie sighed, "where's your brother?"
"He hit that dumb kid again just before," Sasha replied.
Johnathan giggled, "yeah it was funny."
Tom raised his eyebrow, "I'm sure it was, let's go now." He lead Johnathan by the hand down the corridor.
"I really can't be bothered to talk to a teacher..." Jessie muttered.
Duncan then walked out, pouting, "he started it. Oh hi mum."
"Ok let's go before the teacher tries to talk to me," Jessie said, she took Sasha's hand and headed down the corridor, Duncan followed her. "Why did you hit him?"
"He started it, he was really annoying," Duncan replied.
Jessie sighed, "not all kids are as smart as you, you know."
Sasha giggled, "or as bad tempered."
"There's nothing wrong with that, right mum," Duncan said.
"Sometimes no," Jessie replied.
Angela turned the nearby corner, she rushed to catch up with them, "Jessie, can I talk to you?"
"Actually it's good most of the time," Jessie rolled her eyes as she stopped. "I hope you've just come to apologise for your fat fiance."
"Yes and no actually," Angela muttered.
"Save it, he hit Duncan and I'm not accepting anything from you. If he kept to mouthing off at me then I would," Jessie grumbled.
"Nobody mentioned anything about Duncan, he wouldn't..." Angela stuttered.
"He did," Duncan said. "I kicked him for threatening her. I'm surprised I didn't get my foot stuck in the fat."
Angela glanced down at him, "good god, you and James are dangerous together."
Jessie narrowed her eyes, "what does that mean?"
Angela looked back up her, "Duncan's a good example of my point, work it out."
"You know, I've had enough of your face and voice so go away before..." Jessie said.
Angela stepped closer to her, "before what? You'll hurt me, mouth off at me, set body guard number two onto me?"
"Probably the first one, so don't tempt me," Jessie grumbled. She turned around, "come on, let's go before anything happens."
Duncan pulled a face, "aaw."
"I don't know what you said to him but I'm sure that it made him attack you. He wouldn't just, he's not like you or your violent husband," Angela blurted out.
Jessie rolled her eyes, "what are you talking about?"
"Michael duh, what did you say?" Angela snapped.
"Nothing, we were both friendly until he started mouthing off at me for no reason," Jessie replied.
"No reason? Typical Jessie response," Angela muttered under her breath.
"Duncan, why don't you take Sasha home for me," Jessie said.
"But I want to see you smack her, and I want to too," Duncan muttered.
"No, you've had enough for today," Jessie said.
"Ok," Duncan pouted, he continued down the corridor with Sasha right behind him.
Jessie turned back to face Angela, "he started it, I didn't do anything to your precious fiance."
"Ex fiance," Angela muttered. "No thanks to you."
"Wow that's original, you're blaming it on me," Jessie muttered sarcastically.
"Well you obviously said something," Angela snapped.
"Is everything that happens that involves you not your fault? I mean are you the innocent victim everytime? Maybe it's you who needs to grow up," Jessie said.
"Like you're any better," Angela commented. "You did something to upset him, I'm sure."
"I really didn't... he said I talked about you behind your back. A lot of people are guilty of that, most don't deserve to be treated like that," Jessie said.
"That couldn't have been it," Angela shook her head.
"Oh you know what 'Angy', I'm sorry if you and your fiance split up. Mr and Mrs Stuck Up Spoilt Brats did have a nice ring to it," Jessie muttered.
"Thanks that's sweet but," Angela sarcastically said. She pushed her into the wall. "I'd rather you didn't say that at the wedding."
"That's if you have one," Jessie said.
Angela laughed in a sarcastic manner, "oh I will, if you managed to have one then no one really has a problem."
Jessie groaned, "is that the best you can do?"
"What do you mean, I was just speaking the truth," Angela said, pushing her into the wall again.
"You know I'm getting sick of people pushing me into the wall," Jessie grumbled.
"What, I thought you'd be used to it or something. I mean James must have done it to you at some point," Angela said.
"Well it was twi... hey," Jessie muttered to herself. She stared angrily at her, "you mean... ugh you're sick!"
Angela raised her eyebrow, "well what was he pushing you into a wall for?"
"First time none of your business, second time we were ill so..." Jessie muttered in response.
"Ookay right, and he always called me sick, maybe he was covering for something," Angela muttered.
"You mean he really wanted to call you something worse than that?" Jessie questioned. Angela narrowed her eyes, she slapped her face. "Oh I was so hoping you'd do that," she muttered, she placed her hand across the side of her face.
"Why, you want a reason to send lover boy after me?" Angela questioned, folding her arms.
"Like I need him to hurt you," Jessie grumbled. She lowered her hand, and kicked her hard in the leg.
Angela glanced at her, looking shocked, "ow, you Slayer whore."
"Oooh that hurt," Jessie sarcastically said. She raised her hand but Angela grabbed it and pushed her back into the wall. She used her other hand to hit her in the lower stomach.
Angela smiled as she backed off, "I bet that did though."
Jessie leaned on the wall as she knelt down on the ground, holding her stomach. "Oh you'll regret that when I get back up..." she muttered.
"I'm sorry, I totally forgot about that nasty infection you had," Angela sarcastically said.
"Ok forget Mrs Stuck Up Spoilt Brat, why don't we try Mrs Sickenly Bitchy, or something like that," Jessie muttered. She pulled a face, "actually the first one was better, how about something with the word betrayal in it."
Angela groaned, "I didn't betray anyone."
"What about James then, he was your friend!" Jessie snapped.
"You got it all wrong, Jess... we were just two good friends who grew physically closer. He did the same with you," Angela said.
"Uh no, I didn't try to rape him," Jessie muttered.
"That's what he told you Jess. I guess the only way to get you into bed was to lie to you about what happened," Angela said.
Jessie looked up at her, looking disgusted, "what are you blabbering on about?"
"You didn't really think that a thirteen year old with Slayer strength would let himself get raped, do you?" Angela questioned.
"He had this stupid thing about not hurting women," Jessie said.
"Sure whatever. Truth is, I backed out... but he didn't want me too, typical male teen ey?" Angela said.
Jessie tried not to laugh, "ok, that's a good one." She stopped laughing and cringed a little. "Ow don't make me laugh again."
Angela narrowed her eyes, "it's true you know. Even at thirteen he should have been able to push me away easily, but you saw for yourself that he didn't."
"Ok fine. Explain why it looked to me like you were trying to rape him when I came in, why he was more scared than I was about sleeping together?" Jessie questioned.
"Sure. One, you had tried to get in earlier, failed and left, he didn't want you to know so he pretended to fight me off before you got back. Two, even when he was with me he was in love with you. He was probably worried about it because when he slept with you, it would show that he had experience," Angela replied.
Jessie stared blankly at her, "ok that's bull."
Angela smiled sweetly, "sure, believe what you want. I remember the incident like it was yesterday, you weren't even there." She walked away.
"Yeah but I know James, you obviously don't," Jessie said.
Angela turned around, "obviously you weren't paying attention, I do know him, if you get my meaning." She continued down the corridor.
Jessie rolled her eyes, "ugh, fat guy's whore." She pulled a face, "did I just say that?" She pulled herself slowly to her feet.
Lena woke up with Doctor Jones in front of her face, she sat up quickly. "Doc, what are you doing here?"
"This is Sickbay Lena, you fell unconscious," Doctor Jones replied.
Daniel, who was standing beside Lena, glanced over at Doctor Jones. "What's wrong with her?"
"Well surprise, surprise, it was something to do with extra telepathy," Doctor Jones replied. "Did you see or hear anything?"
Lena slid her legs off the biobed but remained seated, "it was more of a dream than anything else."
"Well one telepathic crewman messed with memories before. What do you remember last?" Daniel asked.
"Talking to you in here," Lena replied.
"Hmm, it's not that then," Doctor Jones said. "Lie back down, I'll do a detailed scan."
"Fine," Lena said, she lay back down on the biobed. A small scanner closed around her head.
Doctor Jones frowned as her worked on it, "that's interesting."
"What?" Lena questioned.
Doctor Jones glanced at Daniel, "it is a memory problem."
"But she does remember what happened, did she forget something earlier?" Daniel asked.
"No, in fact opposite. Q erased a lot and replaced everything, for some reason some of her erased ones have been, well brought back," Doctor Jones replied.
"I didn't think that was possible," Daniel said.
Doctor Jones sighed, "I don't think it's just her. Triah remembered the night she got pregnant, and you remembered something you should never have."
"So someone's bringing back memories, why?" Lena asked as she sat up.
"I don't know," Doctor Jones replied.
Jessie walked into the room slowly, still clutching her stomach. "Doc, you won't happen to have any spare pain killers, would you?"
"What happened?" Doctor Jones asked.
"Somebody hit me," Jessie replied.
Doctor Jones sighed, he carried a tricorder and a hypospray over to her. "Lie down, just in case."
"Good idea," Jessie muttered. She lay down on the nearest biobed. Doctor Jones scanned her with the tricorder. He pushed the hypospray into her neck.
"You really should be more careful," he sighed.
"Try telling that to our psycho captain and her boyfriend, and I'm not talking about my coffee obsessed mother in law," Jessie muttered. She sat up, "I must have a 'bully me' sign on my back or something."
"There has been a lot of fighting recently," Daniel said.
"I noticed, everyone's going crazy," Jessie said.
"At least three people have had old forgotten memories resurface. Have you remembered anything suddenly?" Doctor Jones questioned.
"No, not really," Jessie replied. She glanced over at Daniel and Lena. "I take it you two did."
"Yeah, I remember that Q coming onto me and hanging out with that son of yours that died," Lena replied.
Jessie looked uncomfortable, "um nice, Daniel?"
"No I didn't, now we'll not talk about it ever again," Daniel blurted out.
Lena smirked, "oh he did."
"I'll find out later," Jessie said, standing back up. "I've got something to sort out."
"Please no fighting, and take it easy," Doctor Jones said.
"I know," Jessie groaned, she headed out.
The room was filled with about twenty people with security uniforms on, most of them looked a little stupid, some even a little crazy looking. James was in front of them, and the pram with Sarah-Amy in was far behind him, out of the way.
"Ok you can all go," he said. All the wannabe Security people shuffled out of the room. "You mostly useless bits of crap."
Jessie pushed passed some of them, "hey, I need to talk to you."
"Don't worry, nobody went near her," James said as he knelt down in front of the pram.
"Good but that's not why I'm here," Jessie said as she walked over.
James stood back up, "ok then, what is it?"
"Well I had an encounter with Angela," Jessie replied.
"Oh, what happened?" James questioned.
Jessie looked uncomfortable again, "she claims that you, how can I put it... took over when she tried to attack you and backed out."
James looked confused, "didn't she already try to pull that one off back at school?"
"No not exactly. This time she says that you two, were together so to speak, funny huh?" Jessie muttered.
James rolled his eyes, "I knew it, I could tell she was going to tell a fake story, instead of the full one she said she was going to tell."
"Full story?" Jessie questioned.
James glanced away, "you know, the full story is the one with all the details."
Jessie frowned, "um actually, what she said did make me think. I know you wouldn't want to sleep with her ever, let alone at thirteen, but I never got why you lied about being with Seska, when you weren't."
"I explained ten years or so ago, Jess," James muttered.
Jessie sighed, "James, is there a detail in the full version that I need to know?"
"No, there's no point, none of it is important," James replied. "That explanation is the truth, the Angela thing didn't influence it."
"Ok good," Jessie said, putting a hand over her stomach.
"Are you ok?" James asked.
Jessie shrugged, "it's ok, doc gave me some painkillers."
"You shouldn't need them as much now, what happened?" James questioned.
"Well if you must know, Angela hit me there after a fight," Jessie replied.
James stared at her with wide eyes, "she hit you?"
"Yeah but it's ok, when I'm better I'll get her back," Jessie said.
"In the meantime..." James grumbled, he headed towards the main doors. Jessie took a hold of his arm to stop him.
"No don't, she's not worth it and it makes me look weak," she stuttered.
"It doesn't, and no she isn't but she's gone too far this time. It's one thing twisting the truth but hitting you and Duncan..." James grumbled.
"That was Michael," Jessie pointed out.
"Not the point," James said.
Jessie frowned, "twisting the truth? To me that was changing the whole thing completely."
James turned slightly pale, "no, it's twisting..."
"Oh... god," Jessie stuttered, staring at him with wide eyes.
Angela's Ready Room:
Tom strolled in, "why didn't you answer..." He watched as Angela stuffed some things into a bag. "What are you doing?"
"Leaving," she muttered.
"But why?" Tom asked.
"Because I... don't want to stay for the remaining two weeks," Angela replied.
Tom folded his arms, "not getting along with Jessie I hear."
Angela groaned, "to say the least. I've just been feeling a little off lately."
"Really?" Tom said with no surprise in his voice.
"Yes really," Angela raised her eyebrow.
"If I were you I'd stay for the meeting, then decide if you'd still rather go," Tom said.
Angela glanced up at him, "why?"
"Trust me," Tom smiled, he walked back out.
James and Jessie were now sitting on the ground, against the wall. Sarah-Amy's pram was next to them.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Jessie asked.
"Isn't it obvious?" James replied, looking over at her. "I thought you'd avoid me, treat me differently."
Jessie sighed, "you thought I'd be disgusted with you?"
"Aren't you now?" James questioned.
"No, of course not," Jessie replied. "I'm just not happy that you kept it from me all this time."
"I know that now, but when this happened I didn't think about it. Telling you a few years later would have been pointless," James said.
"Was telling me now pointless?" Jessie questioned.
"You knew what I meant," James replied.
"I guess I did," Jessie said. "I wish I knew sooner though."
"If you did, you wouldn't be with me now," James muttered.
Jessie shook her head, "no, that's just stupid."
"Is it?" James said. "You only wanted that practise relationship because you thought I was..."
"Not exactly. If Tom was, do you really think I would have dated him?" Jessie asked.
"No but," James replied.
"See. The main reason I wanted to be with you was because I liked you, putting it mildly. Yeah if I knew I wouldn't have asked you then," Jessie said. She reached over to take a hold of his hand. "But I would have eventually."
In: "Paris to all senior officers, please report to the Leda's Conference Room for a meeting."
"So, what's the plan for getting back at Angela?" Jessie asked.
"Well..." James started to reply.
Jessie interrupted him, "never mind, mine's better unless you plan to brutally murder her."
"No I don't," James said.
Jessie smiled innocently, "I do."
Leda, Conference Room:
Most of the main cast and some of the regulars were sitting around the table.
"Who's missing?" Chakotay asked.
Tom quickly looked around the table, "Harry, in fact his bridge crew aren't here, oh James and Jessie too."
"Hmm maybe they're not coming," Angela muttered.
Harry walked into the room, "sorry we're late, gas leak drill." Everyone stared at him. "You know, the original Leda bridge crew died from a gas leak." Lilly and Naomi followed him in.
"Yeah and they didn't notice until it killed them right?" Chakotay said.
"No, the captain just said it was enough to make them suffer so they did notice," Harry said.
Chakotay nodded his head, "yeah you're right, but they still died though."
Harry pulled a face, "they obviously didn't have a gas leak drill."
Lena shrugged, "well fine, you'll just have to die horribly instead by getting food poisoned or decapitated."
Harry turned rather pale, he glanced over at Lilly, "maybe we should forget that drill." She rolled her eyes.
James and Jessie arrived, with Sarah-Amy with them as usual. "Sorry we're late, Security trainee crap," James muttered.
Tom raised an eyebrow, "yeah they're a bitch."
Jessie glanced over at Angela, "speaking of those."
Kathryn sighed, "fight and swap insults later, this is an emergency meeting."
Chakotay glanced over at Doctor Jones, "doc, you're on."
"Thank you Commander," Doctor Jones smiled. He stood up, and stood beside the wall console. "You all maybe wondering why there's been more fights than usual."
"Yes cos Voyager and the Enterprise never gets any violence," B'Elanna commented.
Doctor Jones ignored her, he pressed a few buttons on the console. "I scanned Lena after she collapsed in Sickbay, and I found extra telepathic activity."
"Wow, that's never happened before either," B'Elanna sarcastically muttered.
"Whoever is doing this is allowing, in lames terms, the brain to connect to blocked or repressed memories. She remembered a part of her life when she was in her um, own timeline, reality, whatever," Doctor Jones said.
"Ah memory trouble. James own up and we can go," Tom said.
"Tom, ever heard of character development?" James muttered.
Tom looked confused, "yes, that's usually stuff that happens to characters to change them or stuff."
"Right, get some," James said.
Tom pouted, "I don't need any."
Doctor Jones coughed into his hand, "excuse me."
"Oh doc, has someone been messing with your program again?" Chakotay asked.
Doctor Jones sighed, "I don't know why I bother sometimes. Anyway, the person who did this is no rookie. I doubt any crewmember on this ship did this."
"So you're suggesting that it's an alien who's doing this?" Harry questioned.
"Exactly, we're catching on quicker than usual," Doctor Jones said. "Several crewman have told me that they remembered something suddenly, and it's usually been a memory of something fight worthy."
"So an alien is bringing back memories to cause fights, that's new and original," Triah said.
"I guess so, but so far there's only been ten cases reported. Considering how many fights there has been, there's probably more. Anyone here?" Doctor Jones asked.
"Um actually," Tom replied nervously, everyone turned to stare at him. "No."
B'Elanna rolled her eyes, "yes you did, don't know what it was but you did." He blushed.
Angela looked uncomfortable, "uh I did."
Kathryn tried her best not to cry, "so did I."
"Hmm, anyone else?" Doctor Jones questioned.
"Nope, but you already asked me," Jessie replied.
James sighed, "actually I did too."
Tom shrugged, "ok now we know for sure that the alien wants everyone to fight or get murdered."
Bryan shook his head, "no no, cos it would have done something to Jessie by now." Jessie narrowed her eyes as she looked over at him. "I so wish I was somewhere else right now."
"Right, let me guess. All of you had a dream of the event you suddenly remember?" Doctor Jones questioned quickly before violence started.
"Nightmare more like," Kathryn replied. Everyone else agreed.
"I'd like to do a scan of everyone who got a memory resurfaced," Doctor Jones said. "So, what did everyone remember anyway, it'll help narrow it down."
Tom blushed again, "something I did as a kid, nothing fight worthy."
A young boy with bright blonde hair, wearing blue jean overalls, was sitting on the lawn holding two Barbie dolls. He picked up a large pink brush to brush one of the Barbie's long hair.
"Oh you're so pretty, Ken is so going to love your outfit," he said in a squeaky voice, then put down the brush. "Thanks Shelly, but I don't know what to do with my hair," he said in a different voice.
"Tom!" a man's voice bellowed from the house nearby.
"Oh crap," the boy stuttered.
James, Lena and Faye all tried not to laugh while Tom was shuddering at the memory. "Not at all interesting."
"No not interesting, but it's funny," Lena giggled.
Tom turned very pale, "oh crap!" He ran out of the room.
Angela and Kathryn were now sitting on separate biobeds while Doctor Jones stood near Kathryn, holding a tricorder. "It's only a small one, couldn't have been that bad," he said.
Kathryn growled, "how dare you." She slapped the tricorder away and stormed out.
Doctor Jones shook his head as he knelt down to pick it back up, he headed over to Angela.
"Does this alien affect behaviour too?" she asked.
"Depends on how traumatic or frustrating the memory is, I guess," Doctor Jones replied. He scanned her. "Hmm odd."
"What?" Angela stuttered.
"I found the same reading in James before, but as it was him and he's abnormal I didn't look into it," Doctor Jones said. He headed over to the station nearby.
"Fine but what is it?" Angela snapped.
"Relax, it looks to me like a fake memory. There's two memory patterns in one place, the one that's being stimulated is the fake one," Doctor Jones replied.
Angela sighed, "really?"
"Yes, this is facinating. This alien has very advanced telepathic control," Doctor Jones said, looking a little too interested. "This would be an interesting study."
Angela cleared her throat, "doc, don't."
His face turned serious again, "sorry. I can get the real memory back easily, that means I have to call James back."
"Ok thank god," Angela sighed.
Doctor Jones headed over to her holding a hypospray, "I wonder why it placed two fake memories in two crewmembers, and in James of all people. Surely he must have plenty of real memories to get him to start a fight."
Angela laughed nervously, "yes well, that's a mystery, cure please."
"Right of course," Doctor Jones smiled. He pushed the hypospray into her neck. "Just out of curiosity, what was the fake memory anyway?"
"Oh er, nothing I want to mention. No point really," Angela replied as she slid off the biobed. "Thanks doc." She walked out of the room.
the next day
James sat up in the bed, he looked over at the crib nearby, then at Jessie lying on his other side.
little while later, Sickbay:
Doctor Jones closed his tricorder, "it seems like a normal memory to me, unlike the last one."
James groaned, "I knew something would mess it up."
Doctor Jones frowned, "mess what up, I don't know what you mean."
"Doesn't matter, forget it," James said as he got off the biobed.
"Wait, if this memory is making you angry at someone then you should ignore it, and go back to bed. You know the alien is only doing it to cause arguments," Doctor Jones said.
"I know, but I'm hoping it won't turn into one," James said, he left the room.
Doctor Jones sighed, "well it won't if you don't do anything."
Kathryn sat down behind her desk holding a cup of coffee. The door chimed. "Who is it?"
"Um... me," James' voice faintly came from behind the door.
Kathryn sighed, "for god's sake, it's four am." She got back out of her seat and headed towards the door. It opened when she got to it. "You know after you turn ten, you stop disturbing the parents late at night."
"I know, but I've got eight years to make up for right?" James said as he stepped inside.
"I take it this is important," Kathryn said, heading back for the desk. "Let me guess, you remembered something?"
"Actually I did," James replied. "You remember when I first got sick, that's excluding colds."
Kathryn sipped at her coffee, "hmm, oh yes I do. That was a few days before I left."
"A few days?" James muttered. "You told me that you had to train me to see Susy as my mum, and not you."
"Your point?" Kathryn questioned.
"I remember not wanting Susy near me, only you. But you left days later," James replied. "Was that true or not?"
Kathryn rubbed her forehead, "I tried to yes, but nothing would work."
"So you resorted to screaming at me while I was ill," James muttered.
Kathryn leaned on her desk, "I hardly call it screaming. Besides gentle tactics weren't working for you. Haven't you heard of something called tough love?"
James folded his arms, "kinda, but I'm not sure if my dad went a little overboard with it or not so..."
Kathryn rolled her eyes, "yes he did."
"Fine, it's probably the only kind of love I can get from parents," James said.
Kathryn shook her head, "no, that's not true."
"It feels like that sometimes," James said. "I've had five parents... well kinda six now thanks to your recent wedding. Some would call me lucky, as having two is a miracle for some these days. But sometimes I feel like I'd rather be an orphan than get this kind of crap from all of them."
"You shouldn't at all. I yelled at you once and you lose it, that doesn't seem very fair either," Kathryn muttered.
"It is because I thought you were different than all the others. You never beat me, tried to change who I was, be all anti-guys and ignore me, oh and didn't try to kill me recently," James said.
Kathryn sighed, "I just yelled at you once..."
"No, you lied to me. You said that you got me to think Susy was my mum before leaving," James said. "This isn't the first time either, you lied to me an awful lot for the first eight years on Voyager."
"I explained why already. Why must we go back to the old arguments?" Kathryn groaned.
"Yeah I remember you explaining why, that's not really the point. Are you even listening?" James snapped.
Kathryn shrugged, "yes, you think that all I do is lie to you."
"Also that time wasn't the only time you yelled, you've screamed at me tonnes of times," James said.
"So what? You'll probably yell at Duncan just as much," Kathryn muttered.
"No, I don't care about the times I deserved it, it's the times I did nothing wrong that's getting me," James said.
Kathryn sighed, "give me an example."
"Ok, New Earth," James said.
"Oh but you did do something wrong there," Kathryn said. "Didn't you say that you felt like you had used Jessie cos you knew, or thought you were going to die?"
James shook his head, "no, you were angry before I said anything like that. Besides you tried to convince me otherwise later."
"Yeah well that's my job," Kathryn muttered.
"That's another thing, you acted over motherly all the time yet never bothered telling me. You had no business mouthing off at me for that incident," James grumbled.
"When your children get to their teens, twenties, you'll be overprotective too, especially with your daughters," Kathryn said.
"Would you stop doing that!" James snapped.
Kathryn looked confused, "doing what?"
"Comparing yourself to me... you know saying that I'd do the same in your position. I wouldn't, I'm nothing like you!" James snapped.
"Oh right. If Sasha at twenty one just slept with a guy for the first time and you caught her the next morning, you wouldn't be angry at her?" Kathryn muttered.
"Of course I would be. I'd have more of a right than you did to be mad because she knows who I am," James said. Kathryn groaned, rolling her eyes. "No that's not the point anymore, you're just trying to make yourself look better by saying that I'd do the same. The thing is, I wouldn't abandon my children."
She groaned again, "yep, here it is..."
James ignored her, "even if I did, I wouldn't lie to them like you did."
"Ok time out. The last time we fought you complained that I kept bringing up the old argument. Now you're doing it," Kathryn said.
"We're not arguing about that really, I was just pointing something out," James muttered.
"For god's sake, it's easy for you to say that you'd never leave your children, or if Jessie died or left you wouldn't move on to someone else. That's because you're never going to have to deal with what I did," Kathryn said. "You married and had children with one woman, who was your first everything mostly, you will never have to do what I did, let's face it."
"All right but..." James said.
"No buts, it's true. Don't judge me until you've been through it!" Kathryn snapped.
"In a way I have. Jessie did die, and no part of me wanted to forget her or go and get another girl," James said.
"Right, she was gone for two months, that wouldn't have been enough time," Kathryn said.
"All right, what about Duncan? After what happened with the baby before him, Jess and I were too afraid to take him remember?" James said.
"That is totally different," Kathryn butted in.
"Yeah but the principle is the same," James said.
"It was totally different with you, you were..." Kathryn said.
"I was what, too difficult or something? Was my dad right, did I cry and complain too much for you?" James grumbled.
"No you weren't. You know I didn't leave because of you," Kathryn said.
"Then why is it different? The only difference I can see is that Jess and I did the right thing, and you didn't," James said.
Kathryn rolled her eyes, "yes you and Jessie were forced into doing the right thing, as Tom found out."
"Oh come on, you know that it was a problem with telling Tom that stopped us in the end," James muttered.
"Oh you know what, I'm tired of this," Kathryn groaned. "We were doing great until... The thing is we're always going to end up fighting again because you obviously can't seem to let go."
"That's not why I came," James said.
"No but it was doomed to come back to the original argument. Things were much better when you didn't even know," Kathryn said.
"What, you mean when you were playing favourites with Lena, and snapping at me all the time? Or maybe further back to when you were whining about me and Jessie being together?" James muttered.
"Yes of course. You'd insult me every now and then but that was it. Much better times," Kathryn grumbled.
"Not for me they weren't," James muttered, stepping closer to her. "If you weren't there when I lost the twin, I don't know what I would have done."
"Then why come to me moaning about our past then?" Kathryn asked.
"Because I thought it may have been a fake memory as I didn't believe it. Or maybe you'd give me a good reason for it," James replied.
Kathryn shook her head, "no, I know you well. You just came here looking for a fight. Congratulations, you got one." She headed for her bedroom door. "Good night," she said before disappearing into the bedroom.
"Hmm, I didn't even know they were getting along anyway," Damien muttered, looking bored.
Riker was meanwhile crying his eyes out, "it's so sad, why can't they just get along!"
"Nah, him trying to kill her was more fun. Maybe I should get them to fight to the death or something," Damien said.
"You don't like them?" the alien said.
"No of course not," Damien grumbled.
"Well what I did has potential. I doubt they'll fight to the death but it may get somewhere interesting," the alien said. "There's plenty more memories I can bring back."
"No, you've done enough. The stage is set, now I just have to get some cast, get them to look through the script and start the play," Damien sneered.
"That's the worse 'the stage is set' comment I've ever heard," the alien muttered, shaking his head.
Damien glared at him, "it means I have to get more recruits, brief them on the new plan and do it... you imbecile."
"I knew what it meant," the alien muttered.
"Do we have a new plan?" Riker sniffed. He pulled out a hanky.
"I always have a new plan, when will you learn?" Damien rolled his eyes.
Riker blew his nose loudly. "You didn't seem to have one ten minutes ago."
"Well our friend was right when he said I was trying too hard. I say we go back in time, not literally, and get back to the classics," Damien said.
"You mean make rabbit robots, give real rabbits guns, brainwash another evil crew and..." Riker questioned.
Damien rolled his eyes, "no no no, even further back than that. Bob, get out the cloning machine." Dramatic music filled the room.
"Uh sir, he was brutally murdered and crushed," Riker pointed out, causing the music to abruptly stop.
"Oh right," Damien groaned, he headed for the turbolift. "I guess I'll have to do it."
"Wasn't the cloning machine idea Season Two or Three material anyway, that's not going further back," Riker pointed out. "And he calls me stupid."
"Oh forget it, you'll see," Damien groaned. He stepped into the turbolift. "Idiot."
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