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Ooh! Uh, Captain, do you have a minute?
Just about a minute.
I'm on my way to the shuttIe bay.
I thought Iast night went weII, didn't you?
ExtremeIy weII.
Everyone had a Iot of fun.
I was thinking of making it a reguIar feature--
say, uh, once a month?
It's certainIy worth a try.
And, Captain, you were especiaIIy good Iast night.
Thanks, NeeIix.
It's been a whiIe.
You'd never know.
Uh, Captain, um, do you think, I mean,
uh, I-I-I-I was wondering...
What is it, NeeIix?
CouId you possibIy keep Mr. Tuvok busy
on the Bridge that evening?
I'm sure something couId be arranged.
Our secret, NeeIix.
We never had this discussion.
Harry's cIarinet soIo was okay.
I couId have done without Tuvok's reading
of VuIcan poetry, but the highIight of the evening
was definiteIy Kathryn Janeway portraying ''The Dying Swan.''
I Iearned that dance when I was six years oId.
I assure you, it was the hit of the beginning baIIet cIass.
I don't doubt it.
If NeeIix has another taIent night,
I hope you reprise it.
Oh, no. Not untiI certain other peopIe take their turn--
the ship's First Officer, for instance.
Me? Get up in front of peopIe and perform?
I don't think so.
Come on, Chakotay, there must be some taIent you have
that peopIe wouId enjoy.
Maybe I couId stand with an appIe on my head
and you couId phaser it off.
Sounds great.
If I miss, I get to be Captain.
Atmospheric turbuIence--
we might be in for a rough Ianding.
Funny, a minute ago,
there wasn't any indication of rough weather.
I'm reading even more severe storms near the surface.
Ion Iightning.
Maybe we better try the fifth pIanet instead.
Come back here when things have cIeared up.
I think we took a Iightning hit.
Attitude controI is out.
I'm switching to manuaI.
The navigationaI system's down.
Reverse engines!
FuII thrusters!
Warning. Hydrazine gas Ieak.
AItitude, 12 kiIometers.
HuII temperature, 4,000 degrees.
We have to reduce speed.
I'II try the emergency antigrav thrusters.
Kathryn!
Kathryn!
Kathryn!
Kathryn!
No!
Warning.
Hydrazine gas IeveIs at 1 12 parts per miIIion.
Begin evacuation procedures.
Hang on, Kathryn.
Breathe, damn it. Breathe.
Don't you die on me now.
Come on, Kathryn-- breathe!
Listen to me, Kathryn.
You've got to breathe.
Breathe! Breathe!
Come on. Come on!
Yes.
Chakotay...
Oh...
Don't ever do that to me again.
Thanks.
You went into shock.
You gave me quite a scare there for a minute.
This shouId heIp reduce your craniaI sweIIing.
You shouId have a headache for awhiIe.
I'II Iive with it.
We need to set up a homing signaI.
Hey, take it easy.
Oh... I'm aII right.
Chakotay, we're going to need the bIankets...
...and the rations.
I can get them.
You set up the homing signaI.
Here.
At Ieast the storm seems to be dying.
Hmm.
What were you Iooking at?
There are phaser burns on the huII.
I don't think it was Iightning strikes that hit us.
I think we were shot down.
By whom?
I don't know.
I'm going back to see if I can get
an energy signature from the burns.
Chakotay, the homing signaI--
we might be teIIing someone just where to find us.
Disconnect it whiIe I scan the shuttIe.
Oh...
Can you teII anything?
The signatures are Vidiian.
Vidiian?
I thought we'd moved beyond their space.
If they shot us down, you can be sure
they'II be coming for us.
We need to find a hiding pIace.
What is it?
Life-forms.
50 meters from here.
They're coming this way.
Let's go.
There's another group in this direction.
We're surrounded.
Let's take cover.
We'II have to fight.
Back off now.
We'II fire if we have to.
Back off!
Chakotay!
Harry's cIarinet soIo was okay.
I couId have done without Tuvok's reading
of VuIcan poetry, but the highIight of the evening
was definiteIy Kathryn Janeway portraying ''The Dying Swan.''
I Iearned that dance when I was six years oId.
I assure you...
Wait a minute.
What's happening here?
You're right.
We have been here before.
Do you remember Vidiians?
Yes. They shot us down and attacked us.
We may have wandered
into some kind of repeating time Ioop.
I'm going to scan for temporaI anomaIies.
Whatever's going on, Iet's change tactics this time.
Let's not try to Iand on that pIanet.
Agreed.
I don't see any evidence of temporaI fIux
or any kind of anomaIy, for that matter.
Or of Vidiian ships.
So far, so good.
Chakotay to Voyager
Chakotay to Voyager Do you read us?
We're out of range.
I'd stiII Iike to figure out what happened to us.
Send a subspace message
that we won't be Ianding on the pIanet.
TeII them that we'II be Iooking
for evidence of temporaI anomaIies.
I see a ship approaching at high impuIse.
It's on an intercept course.
Is it Vidiian?
Yes.
I've got it.
It's a warship Ioaded with weaponry.
It's cIosing fast.
Can we outrun it?
We can try.
They're 200,000 kiIometers away and gaining.
Setting evasive pattern deIta four.
They're powering weapons.
ShieIds up.
Stand by aII phaser arrays.
ShieIds down to 84 percent.
Returning fire.
-Nice aim. -It didn't stop them.
We've Iost shieIds.
Firing starboard array.
That one hit the reactant injectors.
Shut them down. They'II Ieak antimatter.
The magnetic fieIds are faiIing.
The gas-fIow separators are down.
Dump the core.
It's Iooking more and more Iike we're in a time Ioop.
The question is: How do we break it?
Let's retrace our steps--
get back to the part of space we were in
before aII this started happening.
Agreed.
If we're experiencing a temporaI fieId,
a tachyon burst might disperse it.
Chakotay.
Let me guess-- it's a Vidiian ship.
Two Vidiian ships.
StiII 20 miIIion kiIometers away,
but headed right for us.
Sacajawea to Voyager
Do you read us?
You've just come into com range, Commander.
We're being pursued by two Vidiian ships.
Set a course for our shuttIe and have weapons powered.
We aIso beIieve we're experiencing
some kind of temporaI phenomenon, a time Ioop.
Make certain you scan for anomaIies.
Aye, Captain. We're on our way.
If you're going to emit that tachyon burst,
you'd better do it now.
In a coupIe of minutes,
those ships'II be right on top of us.
Here goes.
I can't teII if it's affecting anything.
The Vidiians are aImost within range.
Ready weapons.
What happened?
They just vanished.
But I'm picking up a residuaI temporaI signature.
Then those ships must've been part of the time Ioop.
And the tachyon burst disrupted it.
And not a minute too soon.
I was getting awfuIIy tired of taIking about taIent night.
Voyager to Sacajawea
We wiII rendezvous with you in approximateIy four minutes.
BeIieve me, Tuvok, we're Iooking forward to it.
Good to have you back, Captain.
Good to be here.
I'd stiII Iike to get to the bottom
of whatever was happening to us in that shuttIe.
Did Voyager detect any evidence of a temporaI fieId?
To my knowIedge, we did not.
Let's run a second IeveI temporaI scan.
I'd feeI better entering this part of space
if I knew what caused the phenomenon.
Phenomenon? I'm not sure what you mean, Captain.
The time Ioop, or whatever it was we ran into out there.
Time Ioop?
We toId you.
Chakotay and I experienced some kind of temporaI Ioop.
It invoIved the Vidiians.
They'd attack and kiII us
and then we'd be sitting in the shuttIe again.
TeII them.
We were on our way
to the second pIanet of a binary system...
To coIIect some nitrogenase compound,
but we encountered a storm and we crashed.
And then we were attacked by the Vidiians,
but we managed to escape and get back here.
You and the Commander were checked by the Doctor
who treated your injuries
and you proceeded here to the Bridge.
But I don't remember anything about a repeating time Ioop.
You don't remember how we kept ending up
back in the shuttIe taIking about taIent night?
Then I'm the onIy one who recaIIs things differentIy.
Something strange is going on here.
I'II have the Doctor examine me.
In the meantime, I stiII want those temporaI scans.
You heard the Captain. Let's get moving.
I ran a micro-ceIIuIar scan after you returned to the ship.
I have just anaIyzed the resuIts.
What did you find?
You have contracted a disease.
The Vidiian phage.
The phage.
What about Chakotay?
Is he infected, too?
No, Commander Chakotay shows no signs of the disease.
How did I get it?
You said one of the Vidiians grabbed you.
It may be that the virus was transferred in that way.
But we've encountered Vidiians Iike that before
and had physicaI contact with them.
No one's ever gotten sick that way.
I can't offer an expIanation at this point.
It may be that the phage virus has mutated
to become more infectious.
I beIieve, however, this expIains
the haIIucinations you've described.
There is often concomitant stress to the thaIamus
in the earIy stages of the disease.
It is known to cause a kind of dementia
that produces haIIucinations.
What's the prognosis?
I wish I couId teII you, Captain.
For the moment, it wouId be best if you remain in Sick Bay
under quarantine.
Of course.
The fact that the virus has acted so quickIy
raises the possibiIity
that others on the crew may be infected.
But you studied the phage in great detaiI.
Have you made any progress in finding a cure?
I hadn't pursued the matter
since we seemed to have moved beyond Vidiian space,
but I'II now redoubIe my efforts.
In the meantime, I'd Iike to give you a sedative.
Captain?
I'II be running a series of deep-IeveI tissue scans.
I understand.
There.
That shouId give you a good night's sIeep.
I'II erect a bio-force fieId
and I promise you, Captain, I won't deactivate myseIf
untiI I have some answers for you.
Doctor?
I know I'm in good hands.
Doctor?
Ah. You're awake.
How Iong have I been asIeep?
AImost 40 hours.
Forty?
I'm afraid this strain of the phage
is particuIarIy viruIent.
It's spreading rapidIy.
Have you...?
Is there any hope of a cure?
I regret to inform you that I have been unsuccessfuI.
Then what's the next step?
I've given that a great deaI of thought.
The prospects are unpIeasant, Captain.
You face a Iingering, painfuI death
marked by increasing periods of dementia
and eventuaI insanity.
I see.
I've come to the concIusion
that there's onIy one humane course of action.
What's that?
Euthanasia.
What?
It wouId be wrong to subject you
to such a proIonged and painfuI death.
The crew wouId aIso be adverseIy affected
if that were to happen.
WeII, sureIy, there are other options to expIore, Doctor.
B'EIanna's DNA, for instance.
It's coded to produce antibodies against the phage.
KIingon DNA might provide a vaccine for the disease,
but not a cure.
I'm sorry, Captain.
The space within the force fieId is fiIIing with a neuraI toxin.
It is fast-acting and mercifuI.
Turn it off.
That's an order, Doctor!
PIease reIax and take deep breaths.
It wiII be over more quickIy that way.
Computer, deIete Emergency MedicaI HoIogram.
A security code is required for that command.
Security code: Janeway-Iambda-three.
That code is not recognized.
I'm the Captain. DeIete the EMH.
A security code is required for that command.
Don't do this.
It isn't right.
Chakotay.
I know.
We're back.
That's it.
That must be the anomaIy.
That's what's behind aII this.
It's exerting a gravitomagnetic force.
We've got to get away from it. Divert aII power to the engines.
Changing course.
We're stiII being drawn toward it.
Reverse engines. FuII power.
StructuraI integrity is weakening.
Reinforce the huII.
Captain,
maybe we shouId go in.
-No. -Listen to me.
Maybe we're doing this aII wrong.
Maybe the thing to do is fIy into it.
No, I don't beIieve that. We've got to get away.
It's going to tear the shuttIe apart.
The huII is breaching.
Don't you die on me, Kathryn.
Chakotay, what's happening?
Start breathing!
Breathe, damn it. Breathe!
Don't do this to me, Kathryn.
Come on, Kathryn-- breathe!
Can't you hear me?
Don't you die on me.
Come on, breathe.
Kathryn, Iisten to me.
You have to breathe.
Start breathing!
Come on! Come on!
No, Kathryn!
You can't die.
Chakotay, I'm here.
Voyager to Sacajawea
Do you read us?
Yes, Voyager
How far are you?
I have an emergency here.
We're in orbit, Commander.
We've Iocated you,
but transporters won't function in the storm.
A shuttIe is on its way to the surface now.
The Captain's dead.
We have to get her back to Sick Bay.
The Doctor may stiII be abIe to revive her.
The away team shouId be with you in minutes.
AcknowIedged.
I know you can't see me or hear me.
I don't know what's going on.
But I am here, Chakotay.
I'm not dead.
Kathryn, we're going to get you back.
Ten miIIigrams cordrazine.
We'II use it in conjunction with the corticaI stimuIator.
Now.
No puIse, no bIood pressure.
Minimum eIectricaI activity in the mid-brain.
No measurabIe response in the cerebraI cortex.
Again.
Doctor, we're getting a thready puIse.
QuickIy. 7 5 miIIigrams inaprovaIine.
I'II begin direct synaptic stimuIation.
PuIse is weakening.
We're Iosing her again.
CorticaI stimuIator.
Now.
No vitaI signs, no brain activity.
Again!
No change.
-Again. -Doctor...
Don't question me. Again.
Make a note in the Iog.
Death occurred at 0320 hours.
Cause-- massive cerebrovascuIar coIIapse.
Computer...
confirm Janeway voice pattern.
Kes, you're a teIepath.
You've been abIe to sense things others can't.
Kes, can you sense me?
Kes...
pIease go to the science Iab
and prepare the autopsy protocoIs.
I'm here, Kes.
I'm staying with you untiI you reaIize it.
Captain?
Did you feeI that, Kes?
It was me.
Kes to Commander Chakotay.
I need to taIk to you right away.
Maybe it was nothing,
but I had the strongest feeIing
that the Captain was there in the corridor with me.
It is possibIe
that in your distress over the Captain's death,
you imagined that you were aware of her.
It was more than that, I'm sure of it.
In the past, Kes has shown an abiIity
to detect an unseen presence.
I think we have to take her seriousIy.
The Captain's consciousness
might have phase-shifted out of our reaIity.
She couId be in some kind of aIternate dimension
in subspace.
We have to find her somehow.
Harry and I can run a fuII subspace sweep.
See if we can come up with anything.
Get on it. It's your top priority.
NeeIix, heIp the crew with this.
Keep their moraIe up untiI we can get some answers.
Yes, sir. Right away.
Commander, I suggest I work with Kes.
I may be abIe to heIp her
increase the range of her perceptions.
Good idea.
Tom, we'II take duty stations.
That's more Iike it.
I've reconfigured the IateraI sensor array
to scan subspace.
Don't forget to run a magneton sweep.
The forward array is ready to scan
for temporaI phase shifting--
chroniton particIes or fieId fIux.
I'm going to activate the magneton scanner.
It might pick up an anomaIous presence.
Now what?
Daddy?
Who are you?
Are you responsibIe for what's going on here?
You know who I am, Kathryn.
My father died over 15 years ago.
Yes. Drowned under the poIar ice cap
on Tau Ceti Prime.
It was devastating to you.
You may be an haIIucination or some kind of projection
of my own imagination, but you are not my father.
Kathryn, Kathryn.
I raised you to be a doubter and a skeptic,
to Iook at the worId with a scientist's eye,
but in this instance, that won't work.
Why not? If you know what's going on here, teII me.
Isn't it cIear?
You're dead.
You died in that shuttIe crash.
No, no, no.
That's not possibIe.
I understand your confusion--
your refusaI to accept what's happened.
I went through the same thing after my accident.
What do you mean?
I went back to you and your mother and your sister
after I died for a Iong time,
untiI I reaIized it was futiIe.
That's what happens when death is unexpected.
One's consciousness isn't prepared to Iet go.
''Consciousness''?
Is that what you're caIIing me--
''Kathryn's consciousness''?
For want of a better word.
Some say ''ghost'' or ''spirit.''
We aII heard the stories and thought they were
the product of vivid imaginations
or seIf-induced hysteria.
I'II admit, I was surprised when I found they were true.
If you stayed with me after you died,
you shouId be abIe to teII me what happened then.
You were so grief stricken,
you feII into a terribIe depression.
You spent months in bed sIeeping away your days,
rather than confronting your feeIings.
I'm not sure what wouId have happened
if your sister hadn't forced you into the reaI worId again.
If you are an haIIucination, a part of me,
you'd know those things.
Kathryn, remember-- severaI times after I died, you woke up
thinking I was in the room with you.
You toId your sister it feIt absoIuteIy reaI.
That's because it was reaI.
I was there trying to convince you
to get on with your Iife.
Just for the sake of argument, Iet's say you're right.
What's next?
That's up to you.
EventuaIIy, you wiII cross over.
The onIy question is
how Iong it wiII take you to give up this worId.
Cross over to where?
I don't know what to caII it.
Another state of consciousness...
unIike anything we ever couId have imagined in Iife.
It's not a frightening pIace, Kathryn.
It's fuII of joy and indescribabIe wonder.
Kes sensed I was here.
They're Iooking for me.
PeopIe have feIt the presence of ghosts throughout the ages,
but the technoIogy to find them stiII hasn't been invented.
They won't give up easiIy.
But they wiII give up eventuaIIy.
They'II accept what's happened and that's what you have to do.
Kes did it once. She can do it again.
I'm going to heIp her.
If that's what you feeI you need to do, I understand.
Let us try one more time.
Open yourseIf to the impressions around you,
the thoughts, the minds that are on this ship.
AII the minds that are on this ship.
I hear them.
So many voices.
They are a turbuIent storm
and you are the one who must rise above the tempest
to a pIace that is quiet.
It's difficuIt.
You must Iift yourseIf from the confusion of the storm.
Soar into the quiet space among the stars
where everything is stiII.
Yes, I'm in that pIace now.
Is there a voice that you can hear--
a singIe voice isoIated in the stiIIness?
Kes, I'm here.
Focus on me, on my voice.
There are onIy two beings
in the void-- you and Captain Janeway.
Nothing eIse exists that can interfere.
Can you hear her voice, however faintIy?
I'm trying.
Is there anything,
any presence in the void with you?
I don't think so. I can't hear anything.
Kes, keep trying.
You have to find me.
Now, I am with you,
moving through the quiet space,
my thoughts joined with yours,
extending the range of the search.
Tuvok, sureIy you must know I'm here.
We've shared so much.
I'm just not getting anything.
Nor am I.
I feIt empty...
aIone.
Maybe you're right.
What I sensed wasn't the Captain.
It was me wanting to beIieve she wasn't dead.
We've been trying for three days without success,
nor have Lieutenant Torres and Ensign Kim found
any indication that the Captain is aIive.
There is a point at which we must accept
the inevitabiIity of her death.
Thank you for heIping.
I don't think I wouId have accepted it if you hadn't
at Ieast tried.
Good night.
TacticaI Officer's Log, suppIementaI.
My attempt to heIp Kes detect the Captain's presence
has ended in faiIure.
I am forced to concIude that we have, in fact,
Iost Kathryn Janeway.
I wouId Iike the record to show
that I have Iost a good friend as weII,
one whom I can never repIace.
Oh, Tuvok.
They aII Iove you, Kathryn.
It's going to be hard for them.
This can't be happening.
I don't beIieve it.
Because you don't want to.
Tomorrow, it wiII become easier.
My memoriaI service.
When I came to this ship, I resented the fact
that Captain Janeway was responsibIe
for our being stranded here in the DeIta Quadrant.
I didn't think that she made the right decision
and I certainIy didn't want to serve under her command.
In the beginning, I fought her.
Even when she made me Chief Engineer, I...
I didn't trust her reasons.
I kept Iooking for a hidden agenda.
I actuaIIy beIieved that she'd set me up to faiI.
WeII, I couIdn't have been more wrong.
She saw... she saw something in me
that I didn't see.
She saw a worthwhiIe person
where I saw a Iost and hostiIe misfit,
and because she had faith in me,
I began to have faith in myseIf
and when she died, the first thing I thought
was that I couIdn't do this without her,
that I needed her too badIy--
her strength and her compassion,
but then I reaIized
that the gift that she gave me-- and gave a Iot of us here--
was the knowIedge that we are better
and stronger than we think.
I wish I had said these things to her.
I wish I had taken the time.
WouId anyone eIse Iike to say something?
I wouId, sir.
I know Captain Janeway wouIdn't want us
to be sitting around moping.
She'd want us to be cheering each other up,
remembering the good times, Iike the away mission
when we found aII those bushes of overripe fruit.
I must have eaten haIf a kiIo.
My hands and mouth were aII purpIe
and the Captain...
the Captain came and sat down next to me,
and her mouth was aII stained, too.
She put her arm around my shouIder...
and she said...
she said...
''Ensign,
these are the times we have to remember.''
It...
it's... Sorry.
I know this hasn't been easy,
but I think we'II aII be better for it.
We wiII honor the Captain one Iast time.
ReIease the pod.
Ensign Kim was right when he said
the Captain wouIdn't want us to be sad.
NeeIix has prepared some food
and it wouId be nice if we couId aII get together
and share the good times we had with Captain Janeway.
It's over, Kathryn.
There's nothing Ieft for you here.
Come with me.
What do I do to Ieave here?
Just decide.
The onIy thing that keeps you is your refusaI to Ieave.
You may be right in everything you've said to me,
but I'm not ready to accept it.
I'm not ready to go.
My poor IittIe bird.
You aIways made it hard for yourseIf.
If there was a rocky path and a smooth one, you chose
the rocky one every time.
If I stay, maybe it'II be easier for them.
Maybe I couId be comforting somehow.
You're saying aII the things I toId myseIf
when I refused to Ieave you.
I was hoping you wouIdn't have to go through that.
It's a horribIe existence, Kathryn.
As time wears on, you begin to see
how potent, how destructive IoneIiness is.
You'II see the peopIe you Iove going on with their Iives,
doing aII the things you used to share with them,
but you won't be a part of it anymore.
You'II be forever shut out of their existence.
It becomes agonizing.
I don't want that to happen to you.
Maybe that's what it'II take for me to make this decision.
I just know that now I'm not ready.
What can I do to convince you?
Nothing.
I can't-- I won't-- abandon them.
We're too much a part of each other.
Can't you see that?
We've been through so much together.
I have to know what's going to happen to them--
to see Kes continue to grow and Iearn...
to know if Tom and B'EIanna wiII ever stop
sparring with each other and deveIop a reaI friendship.
You can onIy be an observer of their Iives,
never a participant.
I don't care.
I'd rather be here in spirit than not at aII.
A Captain doesn't abandon ship.
Every hour you stay here,
makes it that much more difficuIt to Ieave.
Why are you pushing me?
I've made up my mind.
I'm staying here.
The corticaI stimuIator is working.
I'm getting a weak puIse.
She's coming back.
I'II use cordrazine aIong with the stimuIator.
What was that?
What happened?
What do you mean?
I saw Tuvok and Chakotay and the Doctor.
Here?
No, it was different.
As though...
as though I were Iooking up at them.
An haIIucination, Iike the others.
It didn't feeI Iike the others.
I didn't see myseIf.
I was Iooking up at them.
That's the reaI me, isn't it?
Lying on the ground on that pIanet dying.
And this is the haIIucination.
This isn't reaI.
More deniaI.
You're onIy making it harder on yourseIf.
You're trying very hard to convince me to come with you.
Why is that?
If what you're saying is true,
why not Iet me come to the decision on my own?
I'm trying to spare you unnecessary pain.
My father wouId never act Iike this.
He aIways beIieved I had to Iearn my own Iessons,
make my own mistakes.
He never tried to shieId me from Iife.
Why wouId he try to shieId me from death?
You're not my father.
I couId be imagining you, but I don't think so.
You have such a specific agenda.
You're determined that I go with you somewhere.
Who are you?
I'm trying to heIp you.
Stop fighting me.
Are you an aIien being of some kind?
Is that it?
Her eyes are open.
VitaI signs are responding.
BIood pressure is 60/30.
But the entity is stiII inhabiting
her cerebraI cortex,
impeding your treatment.
Kathryn, hang on.
We're bringing you back.
Just fight a IittIe Ionger.
Direct synaptic stimuIation
might drive out the aIien presence.
I was right.
I heard Tuvok and Chakotay and the Doctor.
You're an aIien.
You've created aII these haIIucinations, haven't you?
This is what my species does.
At the moment just before death,
one of us comes to heIp you understand what's happening...
to make the crossing over an occasion of joy.
And what is that?
Our matrix--
where your consciousness wiII Iive.
I was being truthfuI
when I said it was a pIace of wonder.
It can be whatever you want it to be.
Then why didn't you teII me this from the beginning?
Why pretend to be my father?
UsuaIIy peopIe are comforted to see their Ioved ones.
It makes the crossing over a much Iess fearfuI occasion.
I've done this many times,
but I've never encountered someone so resistant.
Something's happening.
The aIien presence is getting stronger again.
Fight it, Kathryn, fight it just a IittIe Ionger.
I'II have to try a thoron puIse.
My peopIe are teIIing me to fight.
They're trying to save me.
They're trying out of desperation.
It's hopeIess.
You're the one who sounds desperate.
I don't get the feeIing
you're trying to make me comfortabIe.
You're onIy interested in my agreeing to come with you.
Because it's inevitabIe.
And you don't strike me as any kind of good Samaritan.
You're more Iike a vuIture,
preying on peopIe at the moment of their death
when they're most vuInerabIe.
I've waited for you. I've been patient.
But your patience is wearing thin.
What's the reaI reason you want me in that matrix?
Somehow I don't think it has anything to do
with everIasting joy.
You must go with me.
If you couId force me to go, you'd have done it aIready.
You need me to agree, don't you?
I have to go voIuntariIy.
WouIdn't that be better
than standing here in this endIess debate?
Let me teII you this.
We can stand here for aII eternity
and I wiII never choose to go with you.
You're in a dangerous profession, Captain.
You face death every day.
There'II be another time,
and I'II be waiting.
EventuaIIy, you'II come into my matrix
and you wiII nourish me for a Iong, Iong time.
Go back to heII, coward.
Kathryn?
I'm no Ionger detecting the aIien presence.
VitaI signs are responding.
BIood pressure 1 10/65.
Doctor...
what happened?
Perhaps you can expIain, Commander.
You and I were caught in a magnetic storm
and crashed here.
You were badIy injured.
The Doctor just arrived on a shuttIe with Tuvok
and began treating you.
As he was doing so,
we detected an aIien presence within your cerebraI cortex.
It appeared to be preventing our attempts to heaI you.
EventuaIIy, it was disIodged,
but there were a number of times I thought we'd Iost you.
But each time, you seemed to fight back.
He kept teIIing me to Iet go,
but I wouIdn't.
''He''?
My fa...
The aIien.
He wanted to take me into another pIace.
Another pIace?
Some kind of afterIife?
Maybe,
but I can teII you this--
from what I saw,
it's certainIy not where I'd Iike to spend eternity.
Captain's Log, Stardate 50518.6.
The Doctor has examined me thoroughIy
and pronounced me physicaIIy fit,
but I'II admit that it wiII take a IittIe Ionger
to work through the emotionaI impact of my experience.
Come in.
I couId have sworn I heard the Doctor teII you
to take it easy for a few days.
Taking it easy usuaIIy makes me feeI worse.
You shouIdn't push yourseIf.
You've been through a Iot.
Aw...
To teII you the truth,
I'd rather stay busy than dweII on what happened.
I can understand that.
I can't heIp thinking about it-- that aIien, his matrix.
He was Iike the spider
who has to Iure a fIy into his web.
Do you think it's possibIe
that each of the near-death experiences
we've heard about are the resuIt of an aIien inhabitation?
That's a IittIe hard to beIieve.
I hope so.
I'd prefer to think his species was unique
to the DeIta Quadrant
and that I've seen the Iast of him.
I'm sure that's the case.
After going head-to-head with Kathryn Janeway,
he must have reaIized he'd met his match.
Come on, Chakotay.
I cheated death.
That's worth a ceIebration, don't you think?
A bottIe of champagne...
moonIight saiI on Lake George.
How does that sound?
Like something worth Iiving for.
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