(The little ship dodges around the plasma streamers.) TUVOK: The Cardassian ship is not reducing power. They're following us in.
TUVOK: They've taken a hit on their port blade. They're sending out a distress signal on all Cardassian frequencies.
Tuvok: The storm's activity is typically widespread in this vicinity. I can plot a course, but I'm afraid it will require an indirect route.
Tuvok: It's not a plasma phenomenon. At current speeds, it will intercept us in less than 30 seconds.
TUVOK: Wave is continuing to accelerate. It will intercept us in eight seconds. Five... (Everything goes white.)
A Week Later, On Earth at the Federation Penal Colony in New Zealand, many inmates work on various tasks. One man works on a technical junction with a tool. A voice from nearby: Tom Paris. Tom looks up and sees Captain Kathryn Janeway, standing before him. Janeway: Kathryn Janeway. I served with your father on the Al-Batani. I wonder if we could go somewhere and talk.