Here is the sequel to the personal logs of Tom Paris, set around Voyager's second year in the Delta Quadrant:
"THE HELMSMAN'S LOG - 2372"
Part II
STARDATE 49406.28 - Oh shit! What the hell has Tuvok got me
into? And why in the hell did I agree to get involve in his
crazy plan? Okay, I know why. There's a spy aboard Voyager.
Someone aboard ship may be in contact with Seska and the Kazon.
And the Captain and Tuvok have asked me to help me flush out
this spy. The plan calls for acting like a malcontent - being
late for duty, submitting incomplete reports, tweaking
regulations. And all this would mean coming into conflict with
the ship's First Officer. Namely Chakotay.
A part of me does not really want to take that step backward. I
don't want to be that man who first boarded Voyager just over a
year ago. But if it means flushing out that spy . . . Damn! I
only hope that a lot of people will forgive me when this is
over. End personal log.
STARDATE 49415.19 - Operation . . . hell, I don't know. Bad Boy?
Well anyway, it has commenced. The operation to flush out the
spy.
I began with a little something that was bound to get me into
trouble - an illegal gambling operation. Unfortunately, the plan
called for using Harry. Allow him to win a game of pool to
bolster his ego. Then challenge him and a few others with
another game of chance - namely, predict the daily radiogenic
particle count at the price of one replicator credit per bet.
And I would get to keep a small percentage of the proceeds for
operating the game. This ought to grab Chakotay's attention and
get me into trouble. End personal log.
STARDATE 49417.21 - Murder aboard Voyager. This morning,
B'Elanna told Harry and me that she found Crewman Frank Darwin
inside an ESP conduit - apparently murdered. Tuvok has already
found the culprit. Namely Lon Suder. I'm not really surprised.
I didn't know Suder that well in the Maquis. That's because one
glance at those creepy peepers of his had encouraged me to stay
away. Can you blame me? There seemed to be a violent and
bloodthirsty aura about him. And to think he had killed Darwin,
because he didn't like the way the other man looked at him. I'm
glad that he never caught me staring.
B'Elanna seemed really shook up over the whole thing. She
complained that Tuvok made a big thing over Chakotay's failure
to inform him and Janeway about Suder's character. I replied
that I didn't blame Tuvok. If everyone knew about my "criminal"
past, why should Suder be exempt? B'Elanna, loyal as always,
didn't respond well to my remark.
Tonight, the radiogenic sweepstakes will resume. I wonder who
will win the pot. My guess is no one. End personal log.
STARDATE 49420.49 – It has finally happened. The first steps of
the operation to flush out Seska's spy ended when Chakotay found
out about the sweepstakes and shut it down. And it only took him
two days. He tried to give me the old "I thought-you-could-do-
better" speech, but I shot him down with a nasty comment. I
must be honest. I really enjoyed getting Chakotay's goat like
that. It's as if this whole mission has given me carte blanche
to express my true feelings.
What I don't like is earning the other crewmen's antipathy.
Especially Harry's. He is my closest friend on this ship. And
ever since being captured by the Vidiians, the crew has slowly
begun to accept me. I only hope the spy will make him or herself
known before I can piss off anyone else.
As for the brains behind this operation - I haven't seen Tuvok
lately. Instead, I've been reporting to Captain Janeway.
According to B'Elanna, Ayala told her that Tuvok had mind
melded with Suder in order to learn the latter's motives for
killing Darwin. I wonder what happened that led Tuvok to disappear
like that? End personal log.
STARDATE 49458.08 - The operation to flush out Seska's spy
continues. At Tuvok's request, I was late for the senior staff
meeting, regarding the latest crisis, looking disheveled. The
problem is that I wish I hadn't - considering what was being
discussed.
Voyager encountered . . . would you believe this? We encountered
a Cardassian missile here in the Delta Quadrant. And it arrived in
the same manner as we did - via the Caretaker's array. What made
this situation even more bizarre is that the Maquis had captured
the missile and reprogrammed it to strike a Cardassian target -
namely a fuel depot in a sector far from here. The missile
apparently believed it was still in the Alpha Quadrant, and that
an M-class planet called Ralorka IV was the Cardassian fuel
depot.
B'Elanna confessed that it was she who had reprogrammed
Dreadnought (the Maquis' name for it) without Chakotay's
permission. Apparently, the Big Guy made his disappointment known
after he found out in that "damn soft voice of his".
Typical Chakotay. But I didn't say so to B'Elanna. Our conversation
eventually switched to my recent "discipline" problems. She
had heard about my recent altercations with Lieutenant Rollins,
regarding my navigational reports. What could I say? That I'm
pretending to be a pain-in-the-ass, so that Tuvok can flush out
a spy? Instead, I lied and told her that Rollins had over-
exaggerated the situation. You know, I almost chucked Tuvok's
crazy little scheme after that conversation. I don't know.
Manipulating Harry was bad enough. But for some reason, I really
felt like a heel after lying to B'Elanna. End personal log.
STARDATE 49459.81 - She did it. B'Elanna stopped the Dreadnought
missile from striking Ralorka IV. And not a minute too soon. At
first, we all thought she had deactivated the missile - until I
noticed that it had resumed its course to the planet. Hearing
its voice - B'Elanna's voice - over the Comm system nearly gave
me the creeps. It sounded so unemotional. So unlike B'Elanna.
After we lost contact with B'Elanna during her second trip to
Dreadnought's interior, the Captain decided to evacuate Voyager
and detonate it in front of the missile to divert it from
Ralorka IV. I wanted to stay behind and help, but she insisted
that Harry and me follow Chakotay and the others to the escape
pods. Only Tuvok remained behind. Fortunately, B'Elanna
destroyed the missile and we all returned to the ship. It just
hit me. If Voyager had been destroyed, I would have been left
with the messy task of informing Chakotay about the mission to
find the spy. And considering our recent hostilities, I would
have found myself in a sticky situation. End personal log.
STARDATE 49499.09 - It's been over a month since I began this
mission to trap the spy and I'm getting nowhere. I haven't been
approached or anything. So, the deception continues. Once again,
I was late in reporting for duty on the Bridge. I must say that
I came up with some pretty lame excuses - like helping Sam
Wildman give birth. Unsurprisingly, no one bought them. And
naturally, Chakotay raised a fuss. The only other action that
occurred was an encounter with a Vidiian ship. It didn't turn
out that big of a threat. We only found one lifesign aboard - a
female who was seriously ill. Talk about a dull and frustrating
day. End personal log.
STARDATE 49501.45 - Chakotay and I had a fight in the Mess Hall.
A spat, really. And for once, it wasn't my doing. Okay, maybe it
was my fault, since I was the one who became hostile. But I have
to admit that Chakotay presented me with the perfect opportunity
in his attempt to play the Good Samaritan. He wanted to talk
about my recent problems. Perhaps help me. You know, I almost
laughed in his face. But I didn't. Instead, I sneered at his
concern for me and accused him of never taking my contributions
to the ship, seriously. I even brought up my suggestion of
investigating a recent nebula. Actually, I knew it was a dumb
idea that Chakotay would surely dismiss. And give me the opportunity
to express my hostility.
Poor Chakotay. I will really feel sorry for him when he learns
About this deception. Don't get me wrong. I don't like the guy,
but the shit is really going to hit the fan when he realizes that
the Captain and Tuvok had decided not to include him in this
little scheme. I finally asked Tuvok why he didn't want Chakotay
to know. He replied that he suspected a former Maquis of being
the spy and he wanted to spare our first officer of any personal
conflictions, considering the latter's tendency to jump to the
Maquis' defense whenever one of them encounter any discipline.
Seemed plausible. Somewhat. Okay, it was pure bullshit. I may be
wrong, but I have the oddest feeling that spite and dislike
played a part in Tuvok's decision. As our indomitable security
chief has stated repeatedly, Vulcans have emotions. They only
suppress them. Yeah, right. This decision to keep Chakotay in
the dark is a sure sign of emotional suppression. End personal
log.
STARDATE 49503.51 - The Doc is in love! Who would have believed
it? Well, I already knew that he harbored some feelings for Kes.
I just never thought he would fall for someone else. Namely, our
Vidiian visitor. I've only met her briefly, inside Sandrine's,
last night. When the Doc told me about her reactions to his
overture, I realized that my original estimation of Denara Pel
had been right. She was shy. Even B'Elanna, who had every reason
to hate the Vidiians, developed a sympathetic regard for her.
After the Doc's failure with Denara, he asked me for advice. Me,
Tom Paris. Of all people! I guess he doesn't know about my
rapidly declining reputation. Anyway, I told him about my old
Academy girlfriend, Susie Crabtree, and how she dumped me at the
end of our first year. After word of Caldik Prime got around, I
guess she finally realized that she had been right to dump me.
Anyway, I agreed to help the Doc win Denara Pel back. And I just
came up with an idea. End personal log.
LOG SUPPLEMENTAL - Just paid a visit to Tuvok's office. He
informed me that it was time to take our deception a notch
upward. A step that should either bring me in contact with the
spy or Seska. I have to create some kind of physical altercation
with Chakotay that will get me in the Brig. Oh great! This
should look good on my record. Sigh! I hate to say it, but Tuvok
is right. So far, the Big Man has barely reacted to my
insubordination. I'm beginning to suspect that he's a stick of
wood in disguise. Maybe what Tuvok has in mind will finally do
it. Push the situation beyond control. And the sooner I end this
charade, the better. End personal log.
STARDATE 49509.03 - Well, it finally worked. Tuvok's plan. I
reported on the Bridge yesterday morning, late as usual.
Chakotay coolly informed me that he has found someone else to
replace me at the Helm. Namely Baytart. I know this was supposed
to be an act, but for some reason, I felt a surge of anger. I
really wanted to hit the bastard. Instead, I insisted upon
reporting for duty and that was when Chakotay gave me the
opportunity. He touched me on the arm, but I purposely over-
reacted and shoved him. I have to be honest. It felt good. The
pleasure disappeared when the Captain ordered Tuvok to escort me
to the Brig. For a brief moment, I felt a sense of déjà vu. It
brought back the time when Starfleet captured me after three
weeks with the Maquis. The feeling ended when Tuvok led me to
his office. He assured me that this little stint to the Brig
will not appear on my record.
After twenty-four hours in the Brig, I was released. No one had
come by to visit me. Not even Harry. I guess I don't blame them.
That reminds me, I have to find out how the Doc's date with
Denara Pel went. End personal log.
STARDATE 49520.59 - This will be my last log entry, until my
return to the ship. That is, if I ever return. Since my little
spell in the Brig, I have become persona non gratis aboard
Voyager. Only the Doc, Harry, Kes and Neelix seemed willing to
talk with me. The Captain and Tuvok decided it was best to take
the deception to the next level. Leave Voyager and offer myself
as bait to Seska. Tuvok contacted a Talaxian freighter that was
looking for a new pilot. He figured that once the crew learn
about my departure, the spy would contact Seska. I only hope
that . . . (door chimes) Enter! Got a visitor. End personal log.
STARDATE 49526.06 - I am so glad to be back! And to be honest, I
really didn't think I would make it. Especially after Seska
caught me using the ship's computer. But it was too late. At
least for her. I managed to discover the spy's identity before
she could stop me. It was Mike Jonas. Now that I think about it,
I'm not really surprised. There was always something about him
that I didn't trust. Even back in the Maquis. Too quiet and too
sneaky. And I also remembered that he and Seska used to be quite
chummy back in those days. Well, he's dead, poor Mike. I don't
think anyone will mourn him.
Now that I've succeeded in my mission, I've become very popular
aboard ship. Both Neelix and me. I think that little spot on the
"Breakfast With Neelix" show must have done the trick.
Personally, I found it embarrassing, but Neelix insisted that he
interview me. I don't know why. He was just as responsible for
stopping Jonas and Seska from luring Voyager into a trap. And he
was the one who killed Jonas.
Most of the Maquis are pretty upset over the revelation.
Especially Hogan. I haven't seen such embarrassment since Seska
was revealed to be a Cardassian spy. I think the embarrassment
was worse for Chakotay. Not only was he the one who had
originally recruited Jonas, but he also found out about Tuvok
and the Captain's scheme. I don't know if he has forgiven those
two for making a chump out of him, but judging from the silent
treatment I have received since my return, he certainly has not
forgiven me. I guess things are back to normal. End personal log.
STARDATE 49537.58 - The Doc's lady love, Denara Pel, left
Voyager today. We delivered her to a Vidiian colony without
being detected by her people. Both seemed upset, but resigned. It
seemed that the little matchmaking scheme Kes and I had devised,
worked. Good. At least he had a nice romance.
Chakotay has begun talking to me again. Somewhat. At least when
the topic of ship's business come up. But it's worse with
B'Elanna. She hasn't given me the silent treatment, like
Chakotay. Nor has she been hostile. But she seems to make sure
that we're never alone, together. And during off duty hours, she
usually sticks to Harry like glue. Or remain in her cabin -
alone. I'm beginning to suspect that once again, our friendship
is in serious trouble. End personal log.
STARDATE 49547.7 - God! This has been one bizarre day! Harry .
. . and I mean by Harry Number 2 . . . Hell, I better start from
the beginning!
It all started during Alpha shift. Sam Wildman went into labor,
while we all anxiously awaited news of Voyager's first baby. It
wasn't long before I spotted Vidiian ships on the sensors.
Voyager eventually hid inside a plasma cloud to avoid detection.
Once the ship left the nebula, all hell broke loose. The warp
engine stalled, the antimatter supplies began to drain and
proton burst caused a hull breach. We had no idea where the
proton bursts came from, since B'Elanna had not begun to start
our own bursts to stave off the antimatter drain. Then our
situation became worse. The Doctor reported that Sam's baby had
died, due to the ship's power drain. And . . . shit! It's all in
the past and I'm still shaking. B'Elanna . . . B'Elanna reported
from Deck 15 that Kes had disappeared into a mysterious void.
(Pauses) And that Harry had died after being sucked into space.
(Pauses) That news really floored me. I mean . . . Harry was gone.
Permanently. But I didn't have time to digest that at the time.
None of us did. Before we knew it, another hull breach occurred
on Deck 1 and we had to abandon the Bridge.
What happened? A divergence field had caused sensor reading to
double and every particle on the ship to duplicate. Two Voyagers
eventually formed and there wasn't enough antimatter to sustain
both vessels. We also discovered that the proton bursts that
were damaging our ship, came from the second one. The Captain
Janeway from the other ship visited ours and explained
everything. I don't know what plan the two captains had come up
with. To be honest, we didn't have time for an explanation. The
Vidiians had returned and began firing upon our ships. I mean,
the other Voyager. Captain Janeway #2, in an effort to prevent
the Vidiians from a successful organ harvest and detecting our
ship, initiated the self-destruct button. Both the second
Voyager and the Vidiian ship were destroyed.
Before the two ships were destroyed, the second Captain had sent
over her Harry Kim and baby Wildman to our ship. In the end, Sam
Wildman ended up with her baby after all. And we got Harry back.
Sort of. Hell, I don't know. This is all crazy. Harry #2 - I
guess I should just call him Harry - had repeated the Captain's
words that weird was all part of the job of being a Starfleet
officer. If you ask me, I could do without it. End personal log.
STARDATE 49556.69 - We held a christening for Sam Wildman's new
baby. The good ensign named her Naomi. Very pretty. Neelix has
been named godfather. During the whole, ungodly mess two days
ago, he had comforted Sam, while she dealt with the loss of the
first baby.
Ever since our encounter with the plasma cloud, B'Elanna has
grown even closer to Harry. I guess I don't blame her. Even if
there were times when I feel that I'm being shut out. Witnessing
the death of a friend can be very traumatic. I know from past
experience. Which leads me to something else. Namely the odd
looks I've been receiving from Harry. I wonder what he had
witnessed. My counterpoint's death at the hands of the Vidiians?
End personal log.
STARDATE 49583.99 - That's it! I've had enough! I asked Sue
Nicoletti for a date and again, she gave me the brush off. I
don't know what to believe. That she won't go on one simple date
with me, or that I've been pursuing her for six months. I told
Harry that my nickname for her is "Cold Hands, Cold Heart
Nicoletti". Great! I've been pursuing an iceberg. I can't
Think of any other woman aboard this ship that I'm deeply interested
in. Well, there was Kes, but I've recently discovered that I'm
no longer in love with her. She's a warm and sweet woman. Like a
sister. And I'm not really interested in incest. End personal
log.
STARDATE 49608.69 - Dick Bennet is dead. He and two other
crewmen were killed in a shuttlecraft crash, during a geological
survey mission on the moon of Drayan II. Only Tuvok had survived.
Both McCormack and Margot Gallagher are devastated. Especially
Margot. I went to her cabin to offer my condolences, but I don't
think she was in the mood to receive visitors. I hope she
doesn't do anything drastic. End personal log.
STARDATE 49654.99 - I used to think what I did on Caldik Prime
was the worst I could image. Maybe it was. But what happened to
Tuvix makes me wonder. I still remember standing on the Bridge,
with him begging us to help him, while Security dragged him
away. What could I do? Order the guards to let him go? Free him
myself? The Captain would have won in the end, and we got Tuvok
and Neelix back. So I just stood there like a goddamn coward. I
am so disgusted. Not only with myself, but with the rest of the
crew. The only person who didn't seem upset over the whole
matter was Kes. She got Neelix back. I wonder if her experience
with the Ocampans had really changed her. The Captain is wearing
one of those "I did the right thing" expressions. Well, no
one will condemn her. Hell, none of us can. We're just as guilty for
standing by, while she killed Tuvix. End personal log.
STARDATE 49659.92 - While investigating this planet in the Nyras
system, the Captain and Chakotay were bitten by an insect that
infected them with a deadly disease. In order to keep them
alive, the Doc had them put in statis. At least until he can
find a cure. This has left Tuvok has assumed command of the ship
and me, as acting first officer. Great! End personal log.
STARDATE 49744.67 - It's over. The Doctor was unable to find a
cure for the Captain and Chakotay's disease. He had no choice
but to return them to the planet's surface, where they had been
infected. The planet's atmosphere helps keep the disease benign.
So, we beamed them to the surface, along with equipment and supplies
for a habitation.
Tuvok broke the news to the rest of the senior staff, during a
meeting. He also added that the Captain had ordered the crew to
continue on to the Alpha Quadrant. That meant Tuvok and I would
permanently become the two senior officers. Oh God! This is the
last thing I wanted - being Tuvok's XO. I can only assume that
serving directly under Chakotay would be worse. As for Tuvok -
he seemed so damn cold about leaving the Captain and Chakotay
behind. What is it with him? Doesn't he have any feelings?
(Sighs) Of course not. He's a Vulcan. And a Vulcan is the last
person in the universe who should be in command of a ship. End
personal log.
STARDATE 49704.69 - I never realized, until today, what an idiot
I've been. And a bigot. It took Ayala, of all people, to remind
me.
It all started with Harry, who has been continuously bitching
about Tuvok since we left the Captain and Chakotay behind. All
of us were in the Mess Hall, brooding over our present situation
and the new captain. To be honest, Tuvok hasn't been much of a
problem. But we were all still pissed by his cold attitude about
leaving our officers behind. I thought that Ayala would
understand how we felt, considering he used to be one of
Chakotay's right-hand men. Surprise, surprise! Instead, he
reminded us that we were not giving Tuvok a chance to prove
himself as a captain and a leader. He reminded B'Elanna and other
Maquis about how Chakotay had to grow as a leader of a Maquis
cell. And he reminded the Starfleeters that Janeway had to do
the same aboard Voyager. Ayala also added that Vulcan starship
captains were nothing new in Starfleet. He had a point. He
castigated us for not giving Tuvok a chance to grow into the new
role as commander of a starship with a crew dominated by Humans.
I don't think Ayala's speech had much affect on the others. With
the exception of a handful from the Security Division, Kes,
Gerron, and our resident Vulcans, everyone else continued to
brood over our new captain. I guess I can now consider myself
part of the former. Mike was right. We should give Tuvok a
chance. Hell, I got one. Why not him? I guess I've always prided
myself on being tolerant. Mike made me realize that I had
forgotten about the Vulcan security officer who had not automatically
considered me guilty of murder, last year. Shit! End personal
log.
STARDATE 49808 - Trouble on the Bridge, today. Harry had
detected a Vidiian ship some several light years away. Tuvok
acknowledged the new with usual stoic manner and ordered us to
continue our course. Then Harry made a mistake. He insisted that
we contact the Vidiians to seek a cure for the Captain and
Chakotay's disease. Even worse, he tried to rally support from
the other crewmen on the Bridge. Between Tuvok's threats of a
trip to the Brig and my warning, Harry finally backed down.
What the hell was the matter with him? I realize that he missed
the Captain. Hell, so do I. But what he did was stupid.
Especially for a man with ambitions for a stellar career in
Starfleet. End personal log.
STARDATE 49810.13 - He did it again. Once more, Harry tried to
convince Tuvok to contact the Vidiians. He had approached Tuvok
in the latter's quarters, early this morning. Harry had
apologized for his earlier behavior on the Bridge. He even added
that the Doc was willing to contact Dr. Denara Pel and that
B'Elanna was willing to donate a sample of her Klingon DNA. Now
that took me by surprise! And disturbed me, too.
In the end, Tuvok rejected Harry's request, reminding him of the
destruction of that Vidiian ship, some three months back. And
once again, Harry lost his temper. (Sighs) You know, maybe we
should contact the Vidiians - if that would keep Harry from
starting a large-scale mutiny. And with the Vidiians close by, a
mutiny is the last thing we need. If that happens, who would
save us? Tuvok is the only one aboard this ship with the
tactical knowledge to deal with the Vidiians. And he can't do
that, while in the Brig. End personal log.
STARDATE 49813.52 - In the end, Kes managed to convince Tuvok to
contact the Vidiians. I'm relieved, but at the same time, I feel
like a failure. As acting First Officer, I should have been the
one to talk to him. It was my job. Just as it was my job to
inform Tuvok about the crew's morale, without resorting to
Harry's temper tantrums. Instead, I kept silent. Some XO I
turned out to be. End personal log.
STARDATE 49818.7 - It worked. We got the cure from the Vidiians,
thanks to Dr. Pel's generosity. And without Tuvok, we would have
never escaped. Looking back on it, he was right to doubt the
Vidiians' help. If it had not been for his tactics and Dr. Pel's
help, we would have never succeeded. Now, we're on our way back
to the Captain and Tuvok. End personal log.
STARDATE 49853.36 - It's been almost two weeks since our
encounter with the Vidiians. I feel as if I'm on another ship.
Voyager is on its way back to retrieve the Captain and Chakotay
and the crew is happy. I know that Harry is happy. He has
returned to the ideal Starfleet officer that he was before this
whole incident. But his little act isn't fooling either Tuvok or
me. I didn't think Vulcans could deliberately act cold toward a
particular person, but I've noticed that Tuvok has been giving
Harry the cold shoulder. I tried to point this out to Harry, but
the big idiot replied that Tuvok had promised not to inform the
Captain about his little insurrection. Maybe, but I wouldn't be
surprised if she found out what happened, anyway. And that Harry
will live to regret it. End personal log.
STARDATE 49933.57 - It's been a day since the Captain and
Chakotay's return to Voyager. I wish I could say that everything
is back to normal. But I would be lying. Despite their
gratitude, our two senior officers did not seem happy to be
back. I would give a month's worth of replicator rations to
learn what happened during those three months on that planet. I
pointed out the Captain and Chakotay's subdued manner to
B'Elanna and Harry. The former seemed disturbed, while Harry
dismissed the whole idea. I'm beginning to wonder about Harry.
In some ways, I think he has become even greener since leaving
the Alpha Quadrant. Or maybe he just doesn't react that well to
change. And that's not a good trait for a Starfleet officer. End
personal log.
STARDATE 49947.25 - Had lunch in the Mess Hall with Harry and
B'Elanna. It turned out to be a disaster. Harry complained about
Tuvok giving him a hard time on the Bridge, while the Captain
and Chakotay were going over reports in the Ready Room this
morning. I told him what did he expect, after the trouble he
gave Tuvok. I also added that he was lucky that Tuvok never
reported him for insubordination.
Okay, maybe I should have kept my mouth shut, but all the
tension from the past six months had finally got to me. And
Harry's whining was irritating the hell out of me. He left the
Mess Hall in a huff. B'Elanna demanded that I apologize. Why
should I? Someone had to make Harry realize the consequences of
his actions. He doesn't realize that he may have screwed up his
Starfleet career for good. Limited as it was, here in the Delta
Quadrant. I said this to B'Elanna and she gave me one of her
death glares before leaving the Mess Hall, herself. Shit! I
really should keep my mouth shut. End personal log.
STARDATE 49950.6 - I apologized to Harry for my remarks in the
Mess Hall and he has forgiven me. We're friends, again. I can't
say the same about B'Elanna. She continues to give me the cold
shoulder Not once, during dinner, did she utter one word to me.
I'm beginning to suspect that her attitude has more to do with
the deception I had carried out to flush out Seska's spy, than
with Harry. At first, I felt frustrated by her attitude. Now,
I'm pissed. I'm getting tired of worrying about what she thinks
of me. It seems as if she can't make up her mind. If she wants
to be friends again, fine. If not, I guess I can live without
her good opinion. I've done it before. End personal log.
STARDATE 49985.91 - Voyager came across a message buoy. From
Seska. It seemed she finally had her baby. Or should I say,
Chakotay's baby? And Maje Cullah seemed upset by the identity of
the baby's father. Judging from the expression on Chakotay's
face, I have a feeling that won't be going after the child.
Which suits me just fine. If you ask me, this whole thing sounds
like a trap. End personal log.
STARDATE 49987.73 - Chakotay and the Captain have decided to go
after Seska's baby, after all. Oh God! This would mean heading
for the Kazon-Nistrim stronghold in the Gema system. I had
suggested we contact the Talaxian mining colony on Prema II for
extra help. Even the Doc had a suggestion - use the ship's
deflector grid as holoemitters in order to project images of
nearby Talaxian ships. Not a bad idea, even though it's a
deception that probably won't last. I did consider suggesting
that we call this whole thing off, but I don't think anyone will
listen. End personal log.
STARDATE 49996.36 - Voyager encountered a Kazon shuttle with an
injured man inside. I recognized him immediately. One of Seska's
aides - Tierna. Chakotay also recognized him. Personally, I
think we should space Tierna out of the nearest airlock. I can't
help but feel that we're being set up. I've heard that Chakotay
has his own suspicions regarding our visitor. But as Harry has
continuously pointed out, we are a Federation ship. And that
means giving aid to those who needs it, regardless of our
suspicions. Is it any wonder I never wanted to be a Starfleet
officer in the first place? If the Captain is determined to give
aid to Tierna, I hope she has considered contacting the
Talaxians on Prema II. End personal log.
STARDATE 49999.98 - Tierna has regained consciousness. He
claimed that Maje Cullah had killed Seska, after learning that
Chakotay was the baby's father. As for the baby - it will be
sent to Gema IV, the seat of Kazon-Nistrim power, to be raised
as a servant. What's the point of repeating myself? This mission
doesn't feel right. Besides, I really can't see Voyager
infiltrating the Kazon-Nistrim stronghold.
Although today is New Year's Eve, no one is in the mood for a
party. A few of us had gathered at Sandrine's for a little
celebration. But the party mood died out long before 2373 arrived
and everyone left. Very dismal. End personal log.
THE END
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