By Jemima Pereira (
© August 2000
Codes: drabble
Rating: G
Series: Star Trek: Voyager

A bad day in the DQ.

No names, no foul.

The worst day was the day I realized it wasn't going to get any better when we reached the Alpha Quadrant.

I still wanted to get home as much as any member of my crew, but what would I do there, with no Borg, no organ harvesters, no replicator rationing, no all-consuming goal of getting home?

Somehow along the way I'd disappeared - there was never any space for me in my quest. My duty came before anything else. I don't regret it, I hope I'd do it all over again if faced with the same choices.

Almost all, anyway.