Discussion in 'Voyager' started by leandar, Jan 17, 2014.
CHAKOTAY: Deck eight.
JANEWAY: Our people?
Chakotay: I'm going to be your First Officer.
JANEWAY: Really. What's the reason we're going to this, er, Astrometrics?
(Her headache is starting to grow!)
CHAKOTAY: It has temporal sensors that can help us map the ship and tell us how many time frames we're dealing with.
Janeway: Now you're trying to tell me that Harry Kim invented temporal sensors?!
Chakotay: No, we used Borg technology for that.
Chakotay: They're a race of evil cyborgs, but that's not important right now.
Chakotay: It's a long story.
Janeway: Maybe you should keep it to yourself. The Temporal Prime Directive. The less I know about the future, the better.
Janeway and Chakotay enter a darkened corridor. Two crewmembers are unconscious on the deck. Janeway examines one of them, while Chakotay picks up a nearby tricorder.
Janeway: She's got a pulse!
Chakotay: I'm reading an active neurogenic field. This could be the day the telepathic pitcher plant put us all into comas or it might be the time aliens invaded our dreams.
Janeway: We've got to get them help!
Chakotay: Don't worry, we managed to get out of both situations.
Chakotay and Janeway leave the area.
[Astrometrics lab - 2394]
Adult Naomi: Captain.
Janeway: I'm sorry. I don't recognize you, Lieutenant.
Adult Naomi: It's me, Naomi Wildman,
ADULT ICHEB: How did you ...
Chakotay: Are you Icheb?
JANEWAY: Something tells me you weren't expecting us.
Adult Icheb: No, Ma'am.
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