There.
Excellent. You recognised the complementary base pair.
I just found two pieces that fit together.
You're missing the point.
- The point was to finish the puzzle. - And learn about genetics.
If you want to help, find a green piece that looks like Tuvok's ear.
- Commander. - At ease, I'm just passing through.
I apologise for the condition of the cargo bay, sir. I'm tutoring Naomi.
- You've found a creative approach. - Thanks, but please don't tell Seven.
I'm supposed to be writing a paper on transwarp instability.
Your secret is safe. As long as you keep mine.
- Sir? - Antarian cider.
Not the replicated stuff.
There are only a few bottles left. I don't want Neelix to find them.
Store them with the salvaged Borg components.
Neelix never inventories those containers.
He says they give him the creeps.
Officer-level thinking. Would you mind?
Of course not.
Come in.
You're late. Unfortunately, so is dinner.
You burned the roast again?
Once, a long time ago, I called this replicator a glorified toaster.
It never forgave me.
I didn't realise replicators held grudges.
What's so funny?
Icheb and Naomi were assembling a jigsaw puzzle in the cargo bay.
Find me the thermal regulator, please. How is Icheb?
In a few years, he'll run the ship.
I don't know about you, but I'm not retiring just yet.
Janeway to the bridge. Report.
That was a gravimetric surge. It's overloading our inertial dampeners.
- Source? - Good question.
Seven is trying to localise it.
Engineering says the warp core is destabilising.
I'd better get down there.
A spatial rift is opening in front of us.
- It's emitting chronotons. - On screen.
- What is it? - I don't know.
We're losing containment. Everyone out.
Torres to the transporter room.
Beam Chakotay to sickbay, now.
Welcome back.
Lie still.
What happened?
You were transported here.
Your body was in temporal flux.
Temporal flux?
You had the liver of an old man
and the kidneys of a boy.
I created a chronoton-infused serum
that brought you into temporal alignment.
Anywhere else, that antidote
would have earned me an award.
On Voyager, it's just another day
in the life of an under appreciated EMH.
No other casualties in the crew?
I don't know. The bridge doesn't answer.
Were we attacked?
I don't think so. It was an anomaly.
Naturally, no one thought to inform me.
What do you think you're doing?
Leaving. And you're going with me.
Other crewmen may be injured.
Have you forgotten, I'm trapped in here.
- Your mobile emitter? - My what?
I'll be back.
Wait. Tell me about this mobile emitter.
Bridge.
- Harry, what's going on? - Sir? I'm afraid I don't know you.
Take him into custody.
- How did you get aboard this ship? - Kathryn?
I didn't realise we were on a first name basis.
We should have known the Maquis were involved.
Maquis? Involved in what?
Just when we are to chase your ship into the Badlands,
our systems start malfunctioning and you step off the turbolift.
Captain, I know this may be hard to believe
but I think I've been thrown seven years into Voyager's past.
Really? Let's try another theory.
You learned Voyager was to capture you
and you got on board to sabotage her.
Check sensors. See if they're showing any strange temporal readings.
Environmental controls are fluctuating.
Take him to the brig.
Halt turbolift.
Engineering.
Seska.
Hold him still.
You didn't really think I'd hurt you?
How'd you get here?
Don't tell me that bump on your head gave you amnesia.
It's time you accepted that I control Voyager now.
- That was five years ago. - What are you talking about?
There's some kind of temporal anomaly going on here.
I want to know how many more of your people are back on board.
All right, I'll tell you. I've got a dozen officers with me.
You're locked out of every key system.
In an hour, we'll be in control again.
You'll be dead if you don't give me access to those systems.
I'll need to use that console.
Just don't do anything you'll regret.
Move.
- Stop him. - Warning. Coolant system breach.
Don't make me kill you.
No. Scan the perimeter. Report any anomalous readings.
There's something wrong here.
Whoever you are, I suggest you surrender. I'm armed.
It's only me, Doc.
Commander, please tell me what's going on.
- If you tell me the stardate. - 49624.
No wonder you don't know about the emitter. You don't get it for a year.
- I don't understand. - I'm not sure I get it myself.
- The ship has been fractured. - Fractured?
Different areas exist in different time periods.
- How many time periods are there? - I'm not sure.
On the bridge, it's before Voyager left the Alpha Quadrant.
In engineering, it's when the Kazon took over the ship.
We must protect ourselves.
So far, only I can cross from one zone to another.
That serum you gave me...
It must have made me immune.
Normal technology won't pass through the barriers.
Can you replicate a hypospray casing
in the same way you made the serum?
- I think so. Why? - I have to take some of it with me.
Why?
If I'm going to put the ship back together again, I need help.
- Captain. - Where are my officers?
The turbolift passed through a temporal barrier. They couldn't get through.
If you hear me out, I can explain.
You mean about your being from the future?
Your first Starfleet posting was on the Al-Batani,
where you knocked out power by misaligning the positronic relays.
Nice try. But you could have read that in a Maquis intelligence file.
How's Molly? Your Irish Setter.
You rescued her from Taris Seti IV.
She was the runt of the litter, but she had spunk.
You love music, but didn't learn to play an instrument.
- Something you still regret. - How do you know these things?
Because you told me, about three years from now.
My ready room.
It's a fascinating story.
But as the Ferengi say, a good lie is easier to believe than the truth.
You're saying no one on your crew has encountered temporal barriers.
My helmsman disappeared when she walked down that corridor.
That doesn't prove she passed through a temporal barrier.
Inject yourself. I can take you down that corridor
and show you everything that I've said is true.
Have Mr Kim run a full spectral analysis.
For all I know, this is poison and Mr Chakotay is trying to assassinate me.
She's right. It's poison and I'll use it.
- Let her go. - Lower your weapon.
Captain!
- Andrews to the bridge. I need help. - Andrews!
He can't hear you. We've moved to different timeframe.
Scan the area. Don't go past that bulkhead.
You want more proof? It's down that corridor. You have to trust me.
It isn't easy when you're holding me hostage.
Stay or go. It's your choice.
Now that I'm inoculated, I can go anywhere on the ship I want?
That's right.
Then I suppose I don't need you anymore.
Without me, you'll be walking into a future you know nothing about.
- Where are we going? - The astrometrics lab.
Voyager doesn't have an astrometrics lab.
- Harry designed it, or will design it. - Harry Kim?
I realise from your perspective he's new to the job,
but he's going to become one of our best people.
- Deck 8. - "Our people"?
- I'm going to be your first officer. - Really?
What's the reason we're going to this... astrometrics?
It has sensors that can tell us how many timeframes we're dealing with.
You're telling me Harry Kim invented temporal sensors?
No. We used Borg technology for that.
- Borg? - It's a long story.
Maybe you better keep it to yourself.
The Temporal Prime Directive. The less I know about the future, the better.
She's got a pulse.
I'm detecting an active neurogenic field.
This could be the day the telepathic pitcher plant put us into comas.
- Or when aliens invaded our dreams. - We've got to get them help.
Don't worry, we managed to get out of both situations.
- Captain? - I'm sorry.
I don't recognise you.
- It's me. Naomi Wildman. - How did you...
- Are you Icheb? - Yes.
- You weren't expecting us? - No, ma'am.
- You both died. - 17 years ago.
We haven't risen from the grave.
The ship fractured into different timeframes
- 37 to be exact. - How did you calculate that?
We've had 17 years to upgrade the sensors.
A chrono-kinetic surge hit with the warp core.
It shattered the space-time continuum aboard the ship.
- The accident in your timeframe. - Can we repair the damage?
If we could get to a ship section that still exists in that time period,
we could counteract the surge and stop it.
That section was the focal point of the surge. It's been... obliterated.
- It's too bad Seven's not here. - Seven?
Someone who knows more about temporal mechanics than us.
Unfortunately, she hasn't been found either.
Maybe we can find her in another timeframe.
- Samantha Wildman is on my crew. - My mother.
Naomi was the first child born on Voyager.
A few years later, we rescued Icheb from the Borg.
When I was little, there was nothing I wanted more
than to be the assistant captain.
We should get moving.
Commander.
In case you were wondering, I never told Neelix where you hid that cider.
- Why is this Seven in the cargo bay? - She spent a lot of time there.
- Working? - Regenerating.
Maybe you had better fill me in.
This is the time you forged a temporary alliance with the Borg.
What's happened?
Captain Janeway, meet Seven of Nine,
Tertiary Adjunct of Unimatrix Zero One.
When a cube travels through a transwarp corridor,
the temporal stresses are extreme.
To keep the cube in temporal sync,
we project a chronoton field throughout the vessel.
How?
Each cube has specially designed conduits.
If we install similar conduits on this vessel,
then generate a powerful field,
we can force Voyager back into temporal sync.
In sync with what?
The vessel will return to the moment of the original surge.
Since the surge will last for a few seconds,
Commander Chakotay will not have long to counteract the warp core reaction.
Even if we replicate these conduits, they can't go through the temporal barriers.
- Bio-neural circuitry. - Captain?
It runs through the ship.
If we could inject the gel packs with your serum,
we could use them to transmit the chronoton field.
The warp core could be used to generate that field.
Work on it. Chakotay and I will see about modifying the serum.
- Your plan is inefficient. - Why?
There are only two of you.
If I assimilated you into a Borg collective,
you could assimilate others. The work would be quicker.
Sorry, but I like my plan better. We'll be back.
That was an interesting experience.
You develop a knack for dealing with the Borg.
- You mean we see more of them? - We run into them on a few occasions.
Why do I get the feeling that's an understatement.
It doesn't seem like my first command is shaping up how I expected.
"In the middle of the journey of our life,
"I found myself astray in a dark wood, where the straight road had been lost."
I didn't know Dante's "Inferno” was on the Maquis reading list.
Actually, I borrowed your copy.
My fiance gave me that as an engagement gift.
- I've never leant it to anyone. - Not yet.
Anyway, I agree with Dante.
If you always see the road ahead, it's not worth the trip.
A soldier and a philosopher.
Your intelligence file doesn't do you justice.
I've replicated these belts to resist the temporal barriers, like the hyposprays.
I didn't realise you were so versatile.
I wasn't. When you're in the deep end of the galaxy
and left running for as long as I've been
it helps to develop a few extra subroutines.
How long have you been running?
Almost three years, since our doctor was killed.
- Killed? How? - When we were stranded in the Delta...
Doctor.
The Temporal Prime Directive. Remember?
Of course. I'm sorry.
The Delta Quadrant? Is that what he was about to say?
Ready?
I'll take the upper decks, you take the lower.
- Splitting up isn't good. - We'll get it done faster.
As first officer, I must protect you.
I know more about this than you do
and we can't communicate if something goes wrong.
It may take a little longer, but we should go together.
After you... Commander.
Can I ask you something?
I started off with a crew of 153.
I already know I lost my doctor. How many others?
We'll suffer casualties. But you'll also gain new crewmen.
Like you. How do you get to be my first officer?
Our crews will work together, after we get stranded.
In the Delta Quadrant? How does that happen?
Are you sure you want to know?
Run!
What the hell was that?
A macrovirus. They infected the ship a few years ago.
Sounds like it'll be one disaster after another on this ship.
You told me that Starfleet captains
don't choose their missions, the missions choose them.
You will be able to study things no human has ever seen before.
Including some very large germs.
- A monochromatic environment? - It's called black and white.
It's one of Tom Paris' holodeck programs.
He based it on some old science fiction serials.
- Interesting technology. - Captain Proton's rocket pack.
- Captain Proton? - The Saviour of the Universe.
Mr Paris' tastes don't sound sophisticated.
That's why we love having him around.
The access port should be in there.
Here. I think I found the panel. Give me a hand.
Halt in the name of Chaotica.
- Seize them. - Oh, no.
Computer, end program.
Holodeck controls are off-line.
- Wait a minute. - Thieves, my liege.
Do not resist.
- They attempted to rob your laboratory. - Fool.
Don't you recognise the Queen of the Spider People?
Arachnia, my bride.
I knew you would return to me one day...
...so I could watch you die.
Raise the lightning shield. Power the death ray.
Her fleet may be lurking nearby. We must defend ourselves.
- I'm open to suggestions. - Our best bet is to play along.
- Don't let me stop you. - I'm not the one he's in love with.
Arachnia, you beguiled me once with your foul potions.
You thought you could toy with my affections again?
Were these characters always this ridiculous?
If I order Lonzak to pull that lever, you'll never mock me again.
Arachnia.
Please, my liege.
I meant it was ridiculous to think I would ever try to deceive you.
I have come to warn you of a fiendish plot.
By aliens, from the Eighth Dimension.
Eighth. Everyone knows there are only five dimensions.
If you don't believe us, examine their handiwork for yourself.
There's a hidden panel over there, behind those rocks.
Very well. I'll humour you. Lonzak!
- I've found it, Highness. - They've sabotaged my laboratory.
That vial you're holding. It's a neutralising potion.
If you inject their device, you'll render it harmless.
Release me and I'll disarm all their devices, throughout your realm.
Oh, Arachnia.
You do love me.
How could I resist your... magnetism?
Or I yours.
Together, we'll rule the cosmos
and grind our enemies into dust.
If we restore the timeline,
remind me to cancel Mr Paris' holodeck privileges.
What the hell is going on?
- What are you doing in that uniform? - It's a little complicated.
I'm not going anywhere.
Voyager's had an encounter with an anomaly.
The ship is in different time periods.
We're trying to undo the damage, but we need access to that panel.
She destroys our way out of the Delta Quadrant and you collaborate with her?
I'm from a time period in your future, when all of us will be working together.
That's hard to believe.
B'Elanna, I've never lied to you before and I'm not lying now.
That woman blamed me for stranding Voyager in the Delta Quadrant.
- She was angry. - But was she right?
You had good reasons.
- What reasons? - You were trying to save lives.
Whose?
An alien culture. The Ocampans.
So, I will choose to help strangers at the expense of our own people.
It's not like you to second-guess yourself.
In this case, I'm second-guessing a decision I haven't made yet.
Dispense netrazine until we run out, then switch to analeptics.
Yes, Lieutenant.
- How did you get in here? - There's no time to explain.
- What happened to these people? - Radiation poisoning.
The EPS relays overloaded when we ran into the anomaly.
We need the doctor and supplies, or we'll have more casualties.
I'm afraid that isn't possible right now. Do the best you can.
There's an access panel in the galley.
Coffee, black.
How do you know how I like my coffee?
You haven't changed your order in seven years.
Thanks. It's just what I needed.
Don't worry, Captain. You'll get us out of this. You always do.
- All done here. - Captain...
Tuvok?
I am pleased you are here.
I didn't think I would see you again.
I want you to know it has been an honour to serve with you...
...and to be your friend.
Mr Paris!
Live long and prosper.
Deck 11.
- I can't let this happen. Not again. - What are you talking about?
Voyager stranded, all these deaths, this entire future, it's my fault.
- I've got to change it. - What do you have in mind?
Maybe we could find a way to modify Seven of Nine's plan.
- Put Voyager into my timeframe. - Captain...
I know what happens. I won't trap us in the Delta Quadrant.
Halt turbolift.
Seven's plan is dangerous. Altering it is risky.
- It's worth the risk. - If the plan works, the crew will be fine.
They'll still be stuck in the Delta Quadrant.
If the anomaly doesn't kill them, others will - the Borg, macroviruses.
- This is a death trap. - The Temporal Prime Directive?
To hell with it.
With all due respect,
you have no right to change everyone's future.
They'll thank me.
You've only seen bits and pieces, not the whole picture.
Really? Just what am I missing?
It's not what, it's who. People like Seven of Nine,
a Borg drone who'll become a crew member
after you help her recover her humanity.
Or Tom Paris, a former convict,
who'll be our pilot, chief medic and a husband to B'Elanna Torres.
- That angry woman I just met? - She's going to be your chief engineer.
Two crews, Maquis and Starfleet, are going to become one.
They'll make a big mark on the Delta Quadrant
by protecting people, curing diseases, encouraging peace.
Children like Naomi and Icheb will grow up on this ship and call it home.
We'll follow our captain, who sets a course for Earth
and never stops believing that we'll get there.
Will you lecture me like this for the next seven years?
Don't worry. You'll always get the last word.
In that case, let's get back to work.
So, who is this Seska?
She was a member of my crew who was a Cardassian spy.
She made an alliance with the Kazon and took over the ship.
It's all right. We got it back.
She won't be as cooperative as the others.
I suggest we take a page out of your rule book. We try diplomacy.
Fine, but the next page says that when diplomacy fails,
we need a backup plan.
Something tells me you already have one.
We injected gel packs in the other timeframes.
That just leaves the ones here.
It's in both our interests to work together.
I agree. Let him go.
- You believe him? - It's too preposterous to be a lie.
I'll admit it's an ingenious solution.
I'm glad you're cooperating.
I believe in cooperation, as long as it benefits me.
You know, it's true what they say.
What?
Men just get more distinguished as they get older.
A few lines here, a little grey there. It adds character.
Too bad their minds start to go.
Last time you were here, you had a head injury
and you mumbled something about my taking over the ship five years ago.
If that's true, you're from the future,
which means that your crew will regain control of Voyager.
I can't allow that to happen. Step away from the console.
An ingenious plan. It just needs a slight modification.
What are you doing?
Bringing the ship into sync with my timeframe.
- That's not possible. - Do you underestimate me?
If you miscalculate, you'll destroy the ship and kill everyone.
What other choice do I have?
If I can get Voyager into my timeframe, I'll ensure you never retake the ship.
Don't worry, I won't hurt you.
You can start fresh, with me.
Sorry. That's not the future I have in mind.
In that case...
...goodbye Chakotay.
- It's too dangerous. - Are you pleading for your life?
Do it.
You're endangering your life.
Stop!
- Put down your weapons. - Don't listen to her.
Your faithful first officer isn't going to let you die. Are you?
Very clever, Chakotay. Inoculating them with your serum.
Inoculate my people so we can access the rest of the ship.
- I won't do that. - Then you just lost your captain.
- Drop your weapons. - Thanks.
Seska and the Kazon are in the Jefferies tube.
- The last gel packs? - Ready.
We should return to our sections. After Chakotay initiates the warp pulse,
he should return to the moment Voyager encountered the surge.
He will only have a few seconds to reset deflector polarity.
If the timeline is restored,
the rest of us will have no memory of what's happened.
So I'd like to thank you now, for putting your doubts aside
and helping me put mine aside as well.
Good luck to each of you.
Mind if I ask you one last question?
Will I break the Temporal Prime Directive in answering?
Maybe, just a little.
For two people who started off as enemies,
it seems we get to know each other pretty well.
So I've been wondering... just how close do we get?
Let's just say there are some barriers we never cross.
See you in the future.
Ensign?
Chakotay should initiate the pulse in ten seconds.
Five.. Four... three.. Two...
Reroute main power to the deflector and set the polarity to this frequency.
- Why? - Have you ever heard of a lightning rod?
In about three seconds, we're going to need one.
- What is it? - I don't know.
- Power's being rerouted to the deflector. - Who gave that order?
Damage?
The deflector's been burned out, but we're OK.
Can you tell me why B'Elanna burned out the deflector dish?
- I ordered her to do it. - Why?
It was better than the alternative.
- Which was what, exactly? - I can't tell you.
- Why not? - The Temporal Prime Directive.
B'Elanna's got a team working on repairs.
What do you say we finish our dinner?
Forget particle fountains and subspace inversions.
There's no anomaly scarier than a thunderstorm,
especially when you're six years old.
I remember a bolt of lightning split an oak tree in my grandfather's yard.
- I'd climbed it just a few hours before. - Good timing.
So what would have happened
if you hadn't turned our deflector dish into a lightning rod?
- We've been down this road before. - Have we?
You wanting answers to questions you shouldn't ask.
But something did happen, outside the normal space-time continuum.
It's strange, thinking there's a piece of your life you don't know about.
- Sounds a lot like the future. - Any predictions?
Only that soon this bottle will be empty.
Go to the cargo bay, grab another one.
- How do you know I keep it there? - I can't tell you.
- Why not? - Temporal Prime Directive.