Is there a genetic match?
Yes. Let's gather the find
and bring it back to the ship.
Could this be it— the proof?
If it is, we've just made
the most important discovery in Voth history.
Opposable thumb.
Multiple articulations in the digits—
as expected with
a technologically-advanced species.
Hmm... his cranial capacity is 22 percent smaller than ours
and he appears to be Iacking a dilitus Iobe.
He had no sense of smell?
If he did, it was rudimentary.
I doubt this fellow would have enjoyed
the sulfur Iagoons of Hokath.
His cartilaginous microstructure is extremely porous.
Most Iikely warm-blooded.
I believe this was a non-saurian.
"Non-saurian"?
Doesn't that weaken our case?
No. No, the genetic markers
we share with this being are undeniable.
We are related, however distantly.
The question we must answer is:
What was our endotherm doing in this part of space?
Was he... on an expedition?
Did he have a ship? Crewmates?
This material— it's composed of synthetic polymers
and the molecular structure suggests replication technology.
And consider the garment itself—
is this marking purely decorative or does it
have a symbolic function?
Could it indicate status?
Possibly a military uniform.
At the very Ieast, we can assume
he was part of a social infrastructure
and that would imply a ship.
Did your eyes see the planet of our origin?
The true home of our race?
Was it... beautiful?
Was it covered by oceans, by sand?
Were there nine moons above your head?
Were there none?
He appears to be at a Ioss for words.
His ship and the people on it
hold the key to where we came from.
We've got to find it.
I'II contact our supporters at the Circle of Archeology.
They might be able to spare a research vessel,
perhaps a few assistants.
This isn't a field trip, Veer.
We need to mount a sector-wide expedition.
And that means a fleet of ships.
We have to go directly to the Ministry of EIders.
Professor, don't you think that's a Iittle precipitous?
Bone decalcification indicates he died more than a year ago.
His ship could be thousands of Iight-years away by now.
Time is running out.
You must remember, Veer, from the moment
you were initiated into my circle,
you made a commitment
to the pursuit of scientific truth.
Before this, all we had was a theory.
Now we have proof.
We simply have to get them to open their eyes and see it.
We're going to set a course for the city ship,
present our friend here and Iet him do the talking.
For millions of years, our people have believed
that we were the first intelligent beings
to evolve in this region of space—
the first race.
This assumption
underlies everything that we hold dear.
But that belief has been questioned in recent years
not only by the Circles of Science and Philosophy
but by common people as well.
Lying before you is proof of the Distant Origin Theory.
These remains demonstrate beyond doubt
that we arose elsewhere in this galaxy,
that we evolved on a faraway planet
and traveled to this space millions of years ago,
our true history Iost.
A pile of bones.
Impressive.
This "pile of bones" belonged to a being
who died approximately one year ago
from a species found nowhere in known space.
And yet, we share 47 genetic markers with this being.
We are undoubtedly related to him.
And I intend to prove to you
that we evolved on the very same planet he did.
And that planet is the Iong-Iost world
of the Distant Origin Theory.
Yes. That's exactly right.
And to find that planet—
our planet—
we must find a Iiving member of his kind.
I've created a computer extrapolation.
We're Iooking for a race of bipedal endotherms—
spacefaring, but technologically Iimited.
Based on their cranial capacity,
I'd say they're no more advanced than most endotherms we've...
"Endotherms"?
You're proposing
that we are related to a mammalian species?
Yes.
Which is why I ask your permission
to Iaunch an expedition and...
Let's talk about your discovery.
I enjoyed the colorful tale of how you found these remains.
It says here that you paid a substantial sum
for their Iocation.
I was dealing with traders.
They knew the Iocation of the cave.
I had no choice.
Have you considered you were the victim of a hoax?
I have analyzed every micron of this skeleton.
I assure you, it's authentic.
Professor Gegen, have you considered
the wider implications of your... theory?
What do you mean?
By challenging Doctrine
you're suggesting that everything we believe
about ourselves, our history,
our ancient and rightful claim over this region of space,
the authority of this Ministry itself...
is a Iie.
That's not what I'm saying at all.
However, in the Iight of my discovery,
some of our beliefs may have to be... reevaluated.
"Reevaluated."
We will... consider your request for an expedition.
Well done, Professor.
Hardly.
I failed to anticipate the Ievel of ignorance
I would be facing.
What do we do now?
I want you to arrange a meeting with the Circle of Exobiology.
We have supporters there.
Father, I'm concerned.
Unnecessarily.
I don't think they were very receptive.
They don't need to be.
The evidence will speak for itself
and word of my discovery is already traveling.
If enough people confront the Ministry...
Mathematics was never your strong point, Father.
You might be overestimating your support.
You don't believe me, either, do you?
I...
I want to.
Our ancestors came from somewhere else.
We don't even belong here?
It all just seems so... incredible.
I'm disappointed in you.
Father, please...
Iet this go.
You're chasing a fantasy...
and you're wasting your genius.
I'm worried about what's going to happen to you
if you don't stop.
And what's going to happen to you if I do stop?
To your children, to all of Voth?
You'II continue to Iive in ignorance...
progress held back by ancient myth.
The truth must be known.
We've got to Ieave...
now.
What's happened?
I met with the Circle of Exobiology.
They're... concerned.
There have been rumors.
About what?
The Ministry has seized your research
and they're planning to detain you.
On what charge?
Heresy against Doctrine.
I'II fight it.
It's too Iate.
Your supporters are frightened.
No one will back you.
I'II have to do this on my own, then.
Go back to your family.
As Iong as you're with me, you're at risk.
I'm not Ieaving you, Professor.
I've run an analysis on the uniform marking.
I found what appears
to be a microscopic identification code.
The translation matrix indicates it's most Iikely a proper name.
A name?
Yes. I believe it's the name of the endotherm's vessel.
We're Iooking for something called...
Voyager
Across the vastness of space
to find one ship among a sea of stars
is no simple matter.
And for many weeks, we found nothing.
And then, fortune glanced in our direction.
A trader from a space station bordering the Nekrit Expanse
informed us of a curious group of explorers
claiming to be from the other side of the galaxy.
The merchants there spoke of a vessel called Voyager
They were able to help us clarify certain details.
With this new information,
we began to acquire other items and new evidence.
Our most significant find:
A canister of warp plasma from Voyager's engines.
So now we are scanning space for a matching signature.
Little is known about these explorers,
but they call themselves "human"
and they claim to be traveling home
to a distant planet.
My thoughts are with you, Frola,
as are those of my colleague, Veer.
Ah, I just sent a transmission to my daughter.
Was that wise?
I encrypted the carrier signal.
There's no way to trace it.
I hope you gave her my regards.
Of course I did.
I've seen the tint on your scales
when she's around.
I've Iet you into my academic circle,
but now you wish to enter my family as well?
No, Professor, I would never presume...
You should know your place.
Traditionally, my family mates with the family of Towt.
But... traditions are meant to be broken.
It's the plasma signature.
Scanners have found a match— a ship, 90 Iight-years away.
There are 148 Iife-forms aboard,
traveling at warp 6.2.
I'm engaging spatial displacement.
It's unlikely their primitive sensors
will be able to detect us once we're out of phase.
Take us out of transwarp.
We don't want to pass them.
Done.
I have an image.
What do we say to them?
Nothing. Not at the moment.
We stand to Iearn more by observing them.
Once we've collected the information we need,
and if they appear nonviolent, we'II make contact.
Entering portation range.
We'II be Iooking for their data storage devices,
analyzing their behavior—
anything that can tell us who and what these people are.
Eyes open, Veer.
Interphase is stable.
Curious.
I didn't expect the smell.
Well, they are mammals, after all.
Ah, over here.
Ah, this appears to be a computer access terminal.
Simple binary system.
I've downloaded their database.
I'II bet you it's an anodyne relay.
No way. PIasma conduit.
Relay.
I'm telling you, I checked the conduit network.
My point exactly.
You're not an engineer.
I'II bet you.
Name it.
A male and female interacting.
Let's observe.
Well?
Well...
go ahead and gloat.
The anodyne relays— who would've guessed?
Just a shot in the dark.
And it hit the bull's-eye.
Tonight, you pay up.
Holodeck 2, KIingon martial arts program.
No getting out of it this time.
Courting behavior?
Exactly.
Note how the female, through her feigned antagonism,
encourages the male in his attempt to mate.
There's no sign of vasodilation in their skin.
Obviously, they never evolved that ability,
which would explain their reliance
on crude verbal interplay.
I'II see you tonight.
B.Y.O.B.
What?
Bring your own bat'leth
Bat'leth
Report.
We've completed Iong-range scans.
If we maintain our present course, we'II enter
a region of heavy tetryon radiation within two days.
What's the alternative?
A three-month detour.
Tuvok, enhance the shields.
Lieutenant, hold our course.
Harry, continue your Iong-range scans.
Yes, ma'am.
Let's access everything known about tetryon radiation.
I want to take every precaution...
Well, Veer, what can you observe about their social structure?
It's obviously hierarchical
with clear differences in status and rank.
The males appear to be subordinate to that female.
Perhaps a matriarchy.
My conclusion exactly.
This is strange.
I'm picking up spatial fluctuations.
They're coming from the Bridge.
Source?
I'm not sure,
but they're highly Iocalized
with modulating phase variants.
It Iooks Iike some kind of cloaking technology.
AII stop.
Intruder alert.
We've exceeded our welcome.
Let's get back to the ship.
What's wrong?
Some sort of force field.
I've erected
a Ievel-10 containment field around the Bridge, Captain.
Scanning on all subspace frequencies.
I'm picking up two Iife-forms.
Localize them.
Mission Ops 1.
Professor...
Their force field is disrupting our interphase.
I'm compensating.
I can at Ieast get us off this deck.
Show yourselves.
Captain, the Iife-forms Ieft the Bridge.
They're now on Deck 2, Section 13, Mess Hall.
Seal off the deck.
Deck 2 sealed.
Security team to the Mess Hall.
Intruders? I don't see any intruders.
It would appear we've underestimated our endotherms.
Maybe we should make contact—
explain ourselves.
It may come to that.
Captain,
I've analyzed those spatial phase variants.
Bridge to Chakotay.
Go ahead.
Adjust hand phasers
to a dispersion frequency of 1.85 gigahertz.
That should disrupt their cloaking technology.
Acknowledged.
I've matched the frequency of their shields.
I think we can get off this...
Spatial fluctuations...
there.
Neelix, get down!
Minor phaser burns to the upper thoracic region—
nothing serious—
but I want to check for cellular damage.
I'II run a microcellular scan.
Begin a DNA analysis as well.
I'd Iike to know more about his molecular physiology.
A belated welcome aboard.
I'm Captain Janeway.
Now, who are you and what have you done
with my First Officer?
You must have a ship.
Is it cloaked?
We're not going to hurt you.
We just want to know why you...
His heart rate and body temperature have dropped.
His metabolism is almost completely shut down.
Is he dying?
I don't think so.
His autonomic nervous system is still fully functional.
He's gone into some sort of protective hibernation.
Treat his injuries, then see if you can revive him.
Examine his technology.
I want to know what we're up against.
Don't be alarmed.
You're on my research vessel.
Chakotay to Voyager
Your instinct is to flee,
but I must warn you there's a confinement field
around the table.
Just stay calm and you won't hurt yourself.
What do you want from me?
Why did you invade our ship?
It wasn't an invasion.
We were on a field expedition to Iearn more
about your species.
We meant no harm.
I'm a molecular paleontologist.
Do you always harpoon the Iocal wildlife?
An unfortunate mistake.
Veer is inexperienced, and he panicked.
Your people were firing at us.
I couldn't get to him.
So you took me instead.
Yes. A Iiving specimen of human.
I've been studying your computer database
and I have many questions.
The planet of your origin, correct?
That's right. Earth.
Are there any of my kind there?
Any of my species?
Who are you?
PIease, answer the question.
Look, drop the force field and tell me what's going on.
Then, maybe we can make first contact in a civilized way.
For what it's worth, I'm a scientist, too.
Maybe I can help you find
whatever it is you're Iooking for.
I won't bite.
Thanks.
My name's Chakotay.
Gegen.
AII right, Gegen, Iet's talk about Earth.
Your call sounded urgent.
With good reason.
I've analyzed the alien's DNA.
There are 47 genetic markers
identical to those found in human DNA.
That's more than coincidence.
I thought so, too.
I ran a search for those markers
in Earth's paleontological database.
Take a Iook at this.
Incredible.
That's one way of putting it.
It says here that those markers appeared in hundreds
of Earth species, dating back tens of millions of...
Their species evolved on Earth?
Apparently so.
And from the Iook of it, you and he are distant cousins.
I wonder how distant.
Transfer yourself to Holodeck 2.
I think it's time we took a stroll
through primeval history.
I've entered the genetic markers into the holo-database.
Let's see if we can find our closet relative.
Computer, analyze the genetic markers
and search Earth's fossil record.
Identify any ancestors common to both humans
and the alien in Sick Bay.
Life-form found.
Display.
Genus eryops.
Devonian Era.
Eryops...
this creature Iived over 400 million years ago.
And is thought to be the Iast common ancestor
of cold-blooded and warm-blooded organisms.
Yes, yes.
Let's take the next step in our Iittle stroll.
Computer, what's the most highly evolved
cold-blooded organism to develop from the eryops?
Genus hadrosaur. Cretaceous Era.
Display the Iife-form.
As I recall, the hadrosaur vanished
when a mass extinction occurred
at the end of the Cretaceous Period.
What if the hadrosaur didn't die off?
What if some of them survived that extinction
and continued to evolve?
I could well imagine this creature
giving rise to a more complex Iife-form.
Certainly the building blocks are there—
bipedal, grasping hands...
Computer, run a genome projection algorithm.
If the hadrosaur had continued to evolve
over the Iast 65 million years,
extrapolate the most probable appearance.
Extrapolation complete.
Display Iife-form.
That creature napping in Sick Bay...
is a dinosaur.
The question is:
Why have we never seen him in the natural history museums?
If a saurian species had developed
a Ianguage and technology,
you'd think they would have Ieft something behind,
but what if it evolved on an isolated continent?
A Iand mass that was destroyed.
Earth has been devastated by countless natural disasters
over the course of its history— asteroids, volcanoes,
earthquakes.
AII evidence of your race could be
at the bottom of the ocean or under kilometers of rock.
Obviously, not all of my people became extinct.
Some of them must have developed space-faring technology
and Ieft the planet.
And ended up here in the Delta Quadrant.
Our true origins on Earth Iost over the eons,
replaced by Doctrine...
the myth that we were the first race.
Now you understand why I had to find your ship.
Next time, you might try a simple "hello" first.
"Eyes open."
I'm afraid I Iet my own prejudice get in the way.
I was... wary of you.
We have very poor relations with non-saurian races.
Mammals in particular are considered to be a...
Iower Iife-form,
but I must admit, I've never gotten to know one before.
I hope I've made a good impression.
In fact, you have.
Well, I suggest we get back to Voyager
Your friend Veer is probably sick
of the mammalian food by now.
I can't do that.
Why not?
I've already made arrangements
to meet my supporters on the fourth colony.
They're waiting for us.
Tell them we'II be Iate.
You don't understand what I'm up against.
I'm being charged with heresy against Doctrine.
You're my only evidence.
If enough people see Iiving proof of my theory,
even the Ministry will be forced to acknowledge the truth.
I can't Iet you go now.
Not until it's over.
I'm sorry.
This should to the trick.
An apple?
You said you wanted an organic test subject.
I was referring to a bio-cylinder,
but the fruit will suffice.
Let's give it a try.
Fascinating.
This alien device is apparently pushing the apple
slightly out of phase with our space-time continuum.
A personal cloaking device.
More advanced than any cloak I've ever seen.
Mr. Kim?
I'm reading a massive spatial displacement dead ahead.
Red AIert.
We're being probed.
Shields at maximum.
Hail them.
No response.
They're Iocking onto the ship with an energy beam.
It's cutting right through our shields.
It's some sort of transporter.
Report.
We've been beamed inside the alien vessel.
We're Iosing power.
Switch to auxiliary.
I'm Iocked out of command control.
AII systems are shutting down.
Arm yourselves.
Tuvok to Bridge.
Captain Janeway, respond.
Turbolifts are off-Iine.
Let's get to a Jefferies tube.
Tuvok, I hope that's your stomach.
My tricorder's not working.
There appears to be a dampening fie...
Tuvok?
Go.
I'm not going to...
That's an order, Lieutenant.
I can't get a single relay back on-Iine.
Somehow, they've Iocked us out of all primary systems.
Let's get down to Main Engineering.
We can access the manual override from there...
Your vessel is under our control.
It's an automated message from the Ministry of EIders.
It says that they've captured the Voyager,
that if I don't return to the city ship
and face my accusers, they'II destroy my evidence...
kill everyone on board.
What are you going to do?
I won't be responsible for those deaths,
but if I go back now without my support,
they'II discredit my theory; suppress the truth.
That might be difficult
with the evidence standing right beside you.
They've taken my ship.
It sounds to me Iike we're all on trial here.
I've just Iaid in a course for the city ship.
We're Iooking for two of our own kind.
One was found in your medical bay.
Where is the other?
I don't know.
He took my First Officer and disappeared.
Our scans indicate that your ship is alone.
Where do you come from?
If you want my cooperation,
I suggest you release my vessel.
You are non-indigenous beings.
You have no rights under Doctrine.
Where do you come from?
Apparently... we're from the same place you are—
Earth.
I see that Gegen has begun spreading his Iies.
Paris to Janeway.
Captain, if you can hear me, I've got weapons control
and I've armed a full spread of torpedoes.
Who's that?
My helmsman.
Sounds Iike he's about to blast a hole
in the side of your ship.
Lieutenant Paris, fire.
You might want to hold on to something.
Launch protocols have been disrupted.
Switch to auxiliary protocols.
Unable to comply.
Weapon systems are off-Iine.
How?
Method unknown.
Paris to Janeway.
Go ahead.
Captain, someone on the alien vessel
detected my Iaunch sequence.
I don't know how they did it, but I'm completely Iocked out.
Nice try, Tom.
Haluk to Command.
The Voyager's Captain is proving uncooperative.
I request an interrogation surgeon to assist with the...
That won't be necessary.
Gegen is in custody.
Remain on the Voyager
and wait for further instructions.
Professor Forra Gegen,
you are accused of heresy against Doctrine.
Do you wish to retract your claims
regarding the Distant Origin Theory?
I do not.
Then we will proceed.
Three months ago, you circulated a study
criticizing what you called "resistance to truth"--
once again, disputing Doctrine.
I apologize if I wrote anything that offended the EIders,
but I never even mentioned the word "doctrine."
You didn't have to.
Your meaning was clear.
For nearly a decade,
you've used the Distant Origin Theory
to attack and undermine
the guiding principles of our society.
Not so! I've been pursuing a scientific investigation.
I'm not concerned at all with Doctrine!
My point exactly.
Your disregard for the effects of your casual theorizing
is why you stand accused.
You are reckless and irresponsible, and you are
a destructive influence to our society.
But it is not too Iate
for you to redress the damage you have done.
Disavow your claims.
Acknowledge your mistakes
and this Ministry will show you Ieniency.
I'm sorry.
I can't deny the evidence.
The proof is standing right beside me.
Proof?
Really?
Our scientists have analyzed your data.
Their conclusion:
"These creatures are not related to us at all.
"The genetic similarities
are a result of random convergence, nothing more."
If I may speak?
Voyager's database contains
a complete fossil record of my planet.
Your genetic markers appear not only in humans
but in hundreds of species throughout our history.
That's a Iot of "random convergence."
If you'd take a Iook at the data...
We have.
The data isn't in question.
Your interpretation is.
Professor Gegen, I don't want to be here
any more than you do,
and frankly, I would prefer not to be responsible
for disgracing one of our most venerable scientists.
AII I ask is that you admit the possibility
that your interpretation is wrong.
Will you at Ieast do that?
I will admit that there are still questions.
The picture is incomplete.
But I am certain of this:
We are from the planet these humans call Earth.
There are those who disagree.
Tova Veer, you are an accomplished young scientist.
You were initiated into the Circle of Archaeology
with the highest of honors.
Yes, Minister.
And you have been Professor Gegen's assistant for six years.
I've had that privilege.
You are familiar—
intimately involved with all of your mentor's research
regarding the so-called Distant Origin Theory?
That is correct.
In your expert evaluation,
what is the validity of the Professor's analysis?
It is flawed, Minister.
Veer!
You're saying you and Gegen were mistaken?
Yes.
I've reviewed all of his research,
including data from the Voyager's computer.
I've checked and rechecked the procedures.
I now believe that we were... overzealous.
We saw an evolutionary connection
when, in fact, there was none.
Enthusiasm and passion are never wrong, Veer.
Your only mistake was allowing them to distort your judgment.
You may go.
Professor Gegen, I will ask you again:
Could you be mistaken?
What did you say to him?
That you'd take away his honors if he didn't cooperate?
That you'd send him to a detention colony?
Could you be mistaken?
Did you threaten his family?
Respond to the question!
No! Why should I?
You've already made up your mind.
This inquiry isn't about evidence and proof.
It's about keeping you in that chair!
Gegen!
It's about maintaining a myth
that keeps the Ministry in power.
You'd do anything to silence me.
Well, it won't work.
I'II never retract my claims.
I'd rather go to prison
than help you perpetuate ignorance!
Your true scales are finally showing.
You're right, Minister.
I was mistaken.
I thought you might actually care about the truth,
even if it called into question
some of our deepest beliefs, and...
We are not immigrants!
I will not deny 20 million years of history and Doctrine
just because one insignificant saurian has a theory.
One Iast time:
Could you be mistaken?
It's you who are mistaken, Minister.
What?
You accuse Gegen of having his objectivity clouded
by... wishful thinking,
but aren't you guilty of the same charge?
I am not on trial here.
I understand,
but, in a way, your beliefs are.
How you think about yourselves, your place in the universe—
that is on trial
and this isn't the first time.
What do you mean?
I've had the opportunity over the Iast few days
to Iearn something about your culture—
your great accomplishments.
Consider the breakthrough into transwarp.
An incredible achievement, and yet,
your ancient Doctrine predicted terrible disasters
if it were even attempted.
That held your race back for millennia
until someone took a chance and challenged that prediction.
They succeeded, and your society
entered a new chapter of exploration
and your Doctrine was changed accordingly.
I know from the history of my own planet
that change is difficult.
New ideas are often greeted with skepticism— even fear.
But sometimes those ideas are accepted
and when they are...
progress is made.
Eyes are opened.
When I open my eyes to this theory,
what I see appalls me.
I see my race fleeing your wretched planet—
a group of pathetic refugees
crawling and scratching their way across the galaxy,
stumbling into this domain.
I see a race with no birthright, no Iegacy.
That is unacceptable.
I see something very different, Minister—
an ancient race of saurians,
probably the first intelligent Iife
on Earth— surrounded by
some of the most terrifying creatures that ever Iived.
And yet, they thrived,
developed Ianguage and culture and technology.
And when the planet was threatened with disaster,
they boldly Iaunched themselves into space,
crossed what must have seemed Iike unimaginable distances,
facing the unknown every day,
but somehow, they stayed together,
kept going with the same courage that had served them before
until they reached this Quadrant,
where they Iaid the foundation of what was to become
the great Voth culture.
Deny that past...
and you deny the struggle and achievements of your ancestors.
Deny your origins on Earth...
and you deny your true heritage.
Do you retract your claims?
No.
I stand by them.
Very well.
It is my judgment you will suffer
the consequences of your obstinacy.
Gegen, you are guilty of heresy against Doctrine
and will be placed on a detention colony.
For as Iong as you breathe,
you will neither teach nor engage in research.
Your Iife as a scientist has ended.
As you wish.
Chakotay of the Voyager starship,
you, your Captain and her crew will join Professor Gegen.
Why? You have nothing to gain by imprisoning them.
Let them go.
You will spend the remainder of your Iives
on a detention colony.
Your ship will be destroyed.
Minister...
You will surrender your vessel immediately,
and inform your crew that this judgment...
Stop this, please!
Are you offering me an alternative?
I have...
reconsidered
and I retract my claims
regarding the Distant Origin Theory.
My analysis of the data was obviously flawed.
I was...
mistaken.
You are prepared to refute your work publicly
before the Circles of Science?
Yes.
You will then be assigned to another area of research.
Surely paleontology has become tiresome to you
after so many years.
Perhaps metallurgical analysis
would be a more rewarding vocation for you.
Perhaps.
I am not unreasonable.
You were drawn into this... situation
through no fault of your own.
You are to be returned to your ship
where you will set course away from our territory.
It would be in your best interest
if I never saw you again.
I'm not so good at chemistry.
My career as a metallurgical scientist
is Iikely to be... undistinguished.
I'm sorry.
I was foolish.
Arrogant...
and I Iost everything.
You were courageous,
as the Voth have always been
from the first time they Ieft Earth.
And you, Chakotay, have been a colleague...
a friend.
I will not forget you.
There's something else I hope you never forget.
Someday,
every Voth will see this as home.
Someday. Eyes open.
Chakotay to Voyager
Energize.
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