Activate the bio-temporal chamber.
- Is she going to be all right? - Not if you don't let me do my work.
- She's my mother. I'm staying. - This is a very delicate procedure.
The Doctor's right. Let's let him do his work.
All right.
I wish I'd told you this before, but better late than never.
You're the finest friend I've ever had.
Prepare the bio-temporal chamber. We'll begin in five minutes.
Grandma, are you awake?
I brought you a present.
Grandma Kes?
I've finally finished making your birthday present.
Sorry it's late, but I wanted to get it right.
I don't know you.
What do you mean?
I'm Andrew, your grandson.
I don't know you.
Doctor Van Gogh?
What is it?
She doesn't recognise me.
Kes, how are you feeling?
Where am I? What is this place?
You're in sickbay. You know who I am?
No.
Yes.
- I've seen you before. - Do you know my name?
The boy called you Dr Van Gogh.
That's right.
You said I was your finest friend.
I'm not sure I said that exactly but...
that doesn't mean it's not true.
Your friend? I don't know you.
Tell me what you do remember.
People around me, crowded around me.
You, a boy, a young girl.
I was in a chamber.
- A bio-temporal chamber. - Good.
I was inside it and you told someone to activate it.
You're confused. I discussed the chamber with you,
but we're not ready to put you inside it yet.
Can you recall anything else, besides those people you saw?
No.
Find the rest of your family.
- What's the big hurry? - I'm sorry, Captain. I have to go.
- What was that all about? - Kes is getting worse, Captain.
Her amnesia is near total. Fewer than 1% of her engrams remained intact.
- As if her memory were wiped clean. - Some sort of senility?
Maybe. I've never treated a nine-year-old Ocampan.
For all I know, it's a normal part of their ageing process.
It's hard to believe she performed microsurgery a few weeks ago.
This morilogium comes on abruptly
and progresses with a rapidity I've never seen.
How are you coming along with the bio-temporal chamber?
It's a revolutionary procedure. I have no idea if it will work.
Normally, I'd perform extensive tests on the apparatus, but we're losing her.
If I don't try it now, it may be too late.
- It may buy her another year. - You have the family's consent.
- Go ahead and do it. - I'm so cold.
I'm cold.
Your temperature has dropped to 14.8, two degrees below normal.
- What does that mean? - I'm not sure.
Her cells are in a state of bio-temporal flux.
I don't understand how that could happen before I put her in the chamber.
I've almost finished Grandma's present.
It's wonderful.
I'm sure Grandma will think it was well worth the wait.
I still feel bad about not having it ready for her party.
Hello. How was your nap?
- Don't look, you'll ruin the surprise. - Sit down. I'll get you some tea.
- Where am I? - In your quarters.
What quarters?
- Aboard Voyager. What's wrong? - I don't know who you are.
But you... I know who you are.
Tell me what's happening.
Andrew, tell your grandfather and father to meet us in sickbay.
Sickbay. I remember that place. I was just there.
- When? - Just a few minutes ago.
Dr Van Gogh asked me some questions.
I couldn't remember anything.
You haven't been to sickbay for a week, since you stopped working there.
Working? What kind of work?
You were one of the ship's doctors. I worked there with you.
- Who are you? - I'm your daughter.
Linnis.
- But I don't remember you. - Do you remember anything at all?
Just people crowded around me. Voices.
The Doctor told everyone to leave and activated the bio-temporal chamber.
He's been working on that.
I woke up and there was a boy,
Andrew, standing over me with a present, calling me "Grandma".
Andrew hasn't finished your present. You just saw him still working on it.
But he was there. The Doctor sent him to get my family.
- I was cold and I woke up in a bed... - Maybe you were dreaming.
I don't think so.
None of the things you remember before waking have happened.
- How do you know? - Listen to me, Mother.
You're confused. I'm sure that's very frightening, but trust me.
I'm your daughter and I love you. Please. Come with me.
Come.
- I've been expecting this. - The onset of morilogium.
She's lost more than 98% of her memory engrams.
Morilogium?
The final phase of the Ocampan lifespan.
- Are you saying that I'm dying? - Not if I can help it.
What do you mean?
Kes, it's me. Tom.
Your husband.
Tom, we're losing her.
- How long? - If we do nothing, a matter of weeks.
But I'm going to treat her with a bio-temporal field
to push her cells back to an earlier stage of entropic decay.
If it works, it might buy her some time.
My mother's always accepted that she would only live nine years.
She wouldn't want measures taken to extend her life.
If the Doctor has a way to keep your mother with us, we have to let him try.
We're not talking about a tested procedure. It's a radical experiment.
I understand how upsetting this is, but if it were you, I'd feel just like Tom.
Everyone listen to me, please.
Yes, listen to her. Mother, tell us what you want.
Maybe the morilogium is causing my amnesia,
but that doesn't explain how I jump from sickbay to my quarters.
Or how I remember being in a bio-temporal chamber.
It's possible the morilogium is causing delusions.
- They're not delusions! - Lie down.
- Leave her alone! - Your grandmother's very sick.
Maybe, but she's not delusional. We should listen to her.
I'm cold.
Her body temperature has dropped 2.7 degrees.
For she's a jolly good fellow.
Which nobody can deny.
Happy ninth, Kes. Go ahead, make a wish.
What are you waiting for? Blow out the candles.
It's good to see that old lung is still working.
Happy birthday, sweetheart.
I haven't made one of these since I became security officer.
Perhaps you would care to return to the scene of your former triumphs?
Keep working on that sense of humour.
You'll get it one of these days.
Jimbalian fudge. Some of us ought to watch our calories,
but it is a special occasion.
I'm sorry I don't have a present. I've got an idea for something special,
but I haven't had a chance to start it.
I think it'll be worth the wait. Talk to Grandma for a minute.
I'm going to ask you a few questions. Think carefully before you answer.
I always think before I speak. You taught me that.
Where were you before you came to this party?
- At my Physics lesson. - Then you came directly here?
No, I stopped at your quarters to get you. Don't you remember?
Andrew, other people would like to wish your grandmother a happy birthday.
She's all yours, Doctor. Excuse me. That cake looks great.
You weren't a year old when we met, not much older than Andrew.
Doctor, there's something wrong with me.
Promise to hear me out and not assume I'm delusional.
- Promise! - Of course.
The memories I have don't coincide with anyone else's.
Can you be more specific?
I was in sickbay, and you and a woman, my daughter,
were arguing about prolonging my life.
Then I appeared in my quarters and then I appeared here.
None of that happened. Is it possible you were dreaming?
No, I was awake. But nobody else remembers the things I do.
I hate to say this,
but these strange experiences might be related to the morilogium.
You wanted to put me in a bio-temporal chamber to stop my ageing process.
- How could you know about that? - You told me.
I only came up with the idea for the chamber this morning.
I was going to tell you about it here at the party.
Then how could I already know about it?
I don't know, but we'd better get you to sickbay and find out.
She appears to have lost more than 95% of her memory engrams.
- That's symptomatic of the morilogium? - I have no basis for comparison.
- No other Ocampans on board. - We'll get to the bottom of this.
I do have memories.
Andrew gave me a present, then he said he was working on it.
Now he just apologised for not starting it yet.
It's as if you're experiencing events in reverse.
- Maybe some kind of time paradox? - There is another possibility.
Kes has knowledge of a treatment I have not yet devised.
- She may have developed precognition. - I can see into the future?
You've demonstrated extraordinary mental powers over the years.
It wouldn't be unprecedented.
Some species have predicted future events with uncanny accuracy.
See if you can confirm this theory.
Tom and I will scan for temporal anomalies.
- We'll do everything we can to help. - I'd like to do something.
Maybe if I had a look at my medical files or checked other records,
I could fill in some of the blanks.
You may have lost your memories, but you haven't lost your determination.
Hello.
- How's it coming? - It's hard to know where to start.
How about you?
We've tried every scan Harry could think of,
but we haven't found anything to explain what's been happening to you.
Your initial physical exam.
I remember when you came on board. I had a crush on you.
I tried to hide it, but Neelix sensed it. Was he jealous!
- Neelix? - You don't remember?
You and he were involved for quite a while.
One of your prenatal exams. We listened to Linnis' heartbeat.
That was quite a day.
What about this? It says I got radiation poisoning
on stardate 50973.
That was the beginning of the year of hell.
- Year of hell? - That's what some of us call it.
We were under constant attack by the Krenim.
The ship almost didn't make it, the Doctor was off-line
and we lost a lot of good people - Captain Janeway, Joe Carey,
B'Elanna.
B'Elanna?
I keep forgetting that you don't remember any of them.
B'Elanna was someone who was very special to me.
When she died, I felt like I wanted to die, too.
But you...
You helped me through it. I'm sorry.
No, it's my fault. You haven't done anything wrong. It's just...
You don't remember any of our life together?
That's all right. I've got enough feelings for both of us.
Maybe the feelings I had for you will come back.
You asked about the radiation poisoning. During the first Krenim attack,
a chroniton torpedo fragment leaked radiation into the ship.
- Chroniton torpedoes? - They penetrated our shields.
The torpedoes were in a constant state of temporal flux.
Wait a minute. I think we may be on to something.
We'd better go talk to the Doctor. Come on.
If I was infected, there might be a connection to what's happening to me.
Maybe we should try...
Say cheese!
- I think he's got your nose, Mother. - How does it feel to be a grandfather?
Better than it does to have you for a son-in-law.
- What's the date? - The date?
- Yes, the stardate. - It's 56947. Why?
- Over six months. - Mother, what's going on?
Tom, we have to talk to the Doctor. Come on.
I've jumped backwards five times so far.
- Is there a pattern to these jumps? - No, they're apparently random.
One time it spanned a few weeks, the last was half a year.
I exist in temporal sync with the rest of you for a while,
but before I can explain to anyone, I find myself in an earlier time in my life.
Just before it happens, I experience a sudden drop in body temperature.
This could explain a thing or two.
I'm detecting high-level chroniton radiation in your cells.
So there is a connection.
But Kes was inoculated three years ago.
But everyone was left with trace amounts of the radiation.
For some reason, those residual chronitons have reactivated in Kes.
- The bio-temporal chamber. - My thinking exactly.
- Would you mind explaining? - It's quite obvious.
Your wife is travelling backward through time.
I came into existence at my own death without any memories.
I've been living my life backwards, jumping to earlier moments in my life,
accumulating memories and experiences as I go.
Your past has become my future.
Doctor, any theory about what's causing this?
In approximately six months, I will expose Kes to a bio-temporal field
in an attempt to stop her ageing process.
This attempt leads to Kes' current predicament?
What I will fail to realise is that the bio-temporal field
reactivates the dormant particles, bringing Kes out of temporal sync.
- Is there a way to stop the jumps? - Purge her of the chroniton poisoning.
We'd need to know the temporal variance
of the torpedo which contaminated the ship.
Sensors were not functioning.
There is no data regarding the torpedo in question.
Is it possible, if this keeps happening to Kes,
that she might jump back into a time before she knew any of us?
It's possible she may eventually jump back to a time
before she even existed.
Captain's log, stardate 55836.2.
Kes has remained in temporal sync for two days,
but we can't afford to rest until we've found some way to help her.
I'm going to run a hypothalamic scan. Maybe we can establish a pattern.
- You're very good at this. - I had a very good teacher.
- Dr Van Gogh? - You.
This must be taking you away from your baby.
You must want to spend every second with him.
Actually, I feel a little awkward around him sometimes.
Harry's always singing to him, playing with him,
but I seem to be more comfortable with a molecular scanner than a diaper.
I don't think...
I've erected a containment field that may keep you here.
It's going to require your confinement in sickbay.
Linnis, you must be a good mother.
Andrew grows up to be a wonderful child.
I thought maybe you could use some company.
I feel like I'm in a cage. Dr Van Gogh says...
I thought you settled on Mozart?
Evidently my interest in the great figures of culture will be an ongoing process.
Well, Vincent. How about letting me inside this thing?
I'm afraid that wouldn't be advisable.
OK, then.
How about another instalment of "Tom and Kes, the Early Years"?
I'd enjoy that.
There was our wedding reception. Harry was my best man.
He got so nervous that he spilt champagne all over my dress uniform.
What is it?
At the time, I thought that was the happiest day of my life,
but every day it just got better.
It means so much to have you here now.
I may have found something. I was studying the effects...
What's that?
Kes' temperature has dropped 1.9 degrees.
I'm going to try to elevate her temperature.
Her temperature's still dropping. Increase the field amplitude.
- It's not working. - Field polarisation to maximum.
Do something!
- The sac is opening. - What's happening?
- You're having a baby. Hold still. - Where am I?
Where I told you not to be. On a shuttlecraft.
- I have to see the Doctor. - It would be nice if he were around.
I told you that you were in no condition to come on a supply mission.
I can see the toes. It's coming.
It's a girl.
- She's beautiful. - Yes, she is.
Yes, just like her mother.
Tom.. Listen.
- I love you, Kes. - We need to talk.
Just a minute.
- What is it? - Voyager's under attack.
- Congratulations. - The celebration will have to wait.
I'll get Kes to the mess hall.
Captain Chakotay wants you to modulate the targeting scanners.
He's going to knock out the chroniton torpedo launchers before they're fired.
You told me the crew referred to this time as the year of hell.
- When? - It's a long story.
Tell me later. I've got to get to the weapons array.
Neelix, there's something important I have to tell you.
Neelix told us what's been happening. How are you holding up?
We're both fine.
Before the last jump, we were close to a solution. The Doctor...
It's good to know we'll get him back on-line.
We've got to help Kes now.
What's happening is related to the chroniton poisoning I suffered.
We have to determine the temporal variance of the torpedo...
The main computer's off-line. We can't access the sensor logs.
You have to put me in the bio-temporal containment field.
We've got life support on three decks and have diverted all remaining power.
We don't have the resources to create a bio-containment field.
We've got to do something to help.
- I'm cold. - I'll get you a blanket.
You don't understand. I'm about... I'm about...
Tom!
- Hey, Kes. Some party, huh? - I have to talk to you.
Tom! I'm sorry I'm late.
- You must be B'Elanna. - The last time I checked.
- Is something wrong? - Actually, there is something wrong.
Red Alert. All hands to battle stations.
Tuvok, fire phasers.
- Who the hell are they? - They're called the Krenim.
- Captain Janeway? - What do you know about them?
Shields down to 39%.
How are these torpedoes ripping through our shields?
Reroute power to the forward shields.
The torpedoes are passing through our shields
because they're in a state of temporal flux.
They're dead.
B'Elanna!
- Hull breach on deck 7. - Evacuate the deck.
Tom, I need you at the conn.
Aye, sir.
They're arming their torpedo launchers. We cannot sustain another direct hit.
Kes, do you have any idea how we can stop them?
It has something to do with remodulating the targeting scanners.
If we remodulate the scanners to a parametric frequency,
we might be able to destroy the launchers.
Mr Tuvok, you heard the man. Tom, bring us about.
- Ready, Commander. - Fire!
- You have a casualty report? - We lost 11 people.
What about the ship?
Warp drive is off-line and power is down on decks 4 through 12.
We've got to get sickbay up and running. Kes, as far as what you say...
I understand that my condition can't be a priority.
Tom, stay here and help treat these people.
When this is over, we'll all have a lot of grieving to do.
How are you doing? Tom?
I know it doesn't seem possible, but you're going to be all right.
- I wish I could believe you. - You can.
Thanks.
We've got radiation leakage from one of the torpedo fragments.
- People are complaining of nausea. - Chroniton radiation.
This is it. I'm infected.
- Where's the radiation coming from? - A Jefferies tube on deck 11.
- I have to get down there. - The deck is sealed.
I must find the torpedo's temporal variance.
- You'll be burnt to a crisp. - You stay here and help Tom.
Yes, but...
How are you coming with those compounds?
- You've lost your hair. - I beg your pardon?
It's a long story. The important thing is
the temporal variance of the chroniton torpedo was 1.47 microseconds.
I've now jumped a total of six years into my past.
Do you have any theory as to the cause?
Kes and the crew will be infected by chroniton radiation 11 months from now.
Everyone will be inoculated.
However, five years later, when I attempt to extend her lifespan,
the bio-temporal field will trigger dormant chroniton particles,
causing Kes to begin her backward journey through time.
I've never come across a phenomenon quite like this.
Kes has provided us with the temporal variance of the torpedo.
She's already been infected by the radiation poisoning.
If we set up a bio-temporal chamber and expose her
to a field of anti-chroniton particles,
this may bring her back into temporal sync with the rest of us.
Kes' next jump might take her back to a time when we're not here to help.
There's something else.
In six months, you'll enter a region of space controlled by the Krenim.
You must avoid them at all costs.
I'm ready to bring the chamber on-line.
How are her vital signs?
Pulse normal, body temperature 14 degrees,
chroniton level at 79 roentgens.
Activate the chamber, Lieutenant.
- Increase the field stress. - Bringing field stress to 25 kilodynes.
- Let's try the anti-chronitons. - Whenever you're ready, Doc.
Initiating anti-chroniton burst. Ten MEVs, five-second pulse.
Pulse steady, body temperature at 14.2 degrees and rising.
- Her chroniton count? - 71 roentgens and dropping.
It's working.
Increase the field strength to 30 kilodynes.
Initiating another burst. 15 MEVs, five-second pulse.
Body temperature 14.9 degrees. Chroniton count 68 roentgens.
60...
57..
52..
You need a cook. You haven't lived until you've tasted my angla'bosque.
It will be my job to anticipate your needs before you know you have them.
Not again.
And I anticipate your first need will be me.
I know this is going to sound strange to you both, but I don't belong here.
- But we discussed this. - You don't understand.
I'm travelling backwards in time, getting younger.
You've got to get me into the bio-temporal chamber.
I'm sorry, Captain. I didn't quite anticipate this.
- Listen to me, please. - Try to calm down.
She's never behaved this way before.
Hold on a minute, Mr Neelix. Why don't you start over, slowly?
It begins eight years in the future when I'm about to die.
Time for dinner.
What's wrong, Kes?
Who are you? What is this place?
We don't have time to play. You know how your mother gets when we're late.
- You're my father. - And you're my favourite daughter.
- Something terrible's happened to me. - What's wrong?
I've got to explain this quickly. Please try to believe me.
I've been living aboard a starship called Voyager.
So now it's not only the surface you're dreaming about exploring?
I did go to the surface. Or rather, I will go.
The people aboard the ship will rescue me from the Kazon.
- Why don't you tell me after dinner? - There's no time.
- One moment I was this old woman... - Kes, we're late.
Father, please.
I can see the toes! It's coming.
It's a girl!
She's so beautiful.
I think one day she'll see the sun.
51 roentgens. 46...
34. Another anti-chroniton burst. 20 MEVs.
Right.
Levels are continuing to drop. Pulse normal,
body temperature steady at 16.3 degrees,
chroniton levels are at zero roentgens.
- Welcome back, Kes. - What's the date? How old am I?
The same age when we put you into the chamber.
A healthy three years and two months. Due to a display of medical heroics,
you're back in temporal sync with the rest of us.
So I'm going to become a security officer. How about that?
Fortunately, what Kes has been describing is one possible future.
On each occasion that she jumped to a previous time,
her subsequent actions most likely altered the future.
Good point. Maybe I'll turn out to be chief security officer.
Kes, have you regained all your memories of the past?
I remember last month's supply of replicator rations
that you borrowed that you owe me, if that's what you're asking.
I'd be curious to know
what sorts of medical breakthroughs I'm going to make.
I haven't seen everything that's going to happen.
I only remember short periods.
I bet you found out some interesting things.
- Tell us what you know. - Careful, Tom.
You may find out that you leave Voyager to join a monastery.
I'll bet he gets married and has a family.
Are you telling?
As Tuvok said, I've only seen pieces of one possible future.
Don't tell me. I like a little mystery in my life.
Tom's right. We should all leave the future to the future.
I agree it would not be wise for Kes to make her experiences public,
but a report on these Krenim might be useful.
- I'll get started right away. - I didn't mean now.
One thing this experience has taught me is that there's no time like the present.