By:AW

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Date With Destiny I

6. Section 31

Chakotay sat in his office. It had been three hours and still no word from Kathryn or from Starfleet Command. He was starting to get worried about
everything. Something wasn’t right, and he needed to know what it was.

He heard a beeping and realized that someone was trying to send a message through to him. He tapped the console on his desk and a face appeared on the screen, but it was not Kathryn’s as he had expected it was the Admiral. “Commander, we need to speak with you immediately. Can you transport to these co-ordinates?” Chakotay saw a set of co-ordinates and a location on
his screen. Maybe I’ll see Kathryn there and everything will finally be set straight. He disembarked from Voyager, giving Tuvok the bridge.

Harry watched the commander leave his office. He had that look of hope on his face, or in his eyes. After six years most of the senior staff had learned to read the eyes and the movements of their two most senior officers. Oh both of them had their command faces intact, but there was just something different about them. The way they held themselves, the missing sparkle in her eyes, the glassed over look in his. They just knew. And most of the time these reactions, these looks had something to do with the other one. It was none of his business though. No matter how much they cared Harry and every other member of the senior staff and the crew knew it was out of bounds. That was
forbidden territory, one just couldn’t ask either of them what was wrong. There was a weird sort of imaginary line they were not supposed to step over,
and it was there, the line had been drawn.

Harry went back to monitoring ships systems…he didn’t have anything else to do and it kept him occupied. He sent out a little prayer to whatever higher power was out there to let them be okay, and to give those two happiness…god knows they deserved it. Chakotay materialized on the transporter padd and discovered he was in a Starfleet building, but it didn’t look familiar. He looked around for another person, but saw no one. He realized it was unusually dark. Then he saw another Starfleet officer, his eyes
searched out the pips on the man’s collar and instantly knew he was an admiral.

“What is this all about sir?”

The admiral sized up the man in front of him. Large man, sturdy, had previous experience with the Maquis, and had been in command positions before for
Starfleet. Perfect candidate. “Commander Chakotay, you’ve been selected as part of Section 31.”

Chakotay had no idea what this was, but he had a bad feeling. “Where’s Captain Janeway?”

The Admiral almost smiled. I wonder if they did get together? Doesn’t matter, Kathryn Janeway has been taken care of . “Captain Janeway has one…away. Now,” he handed Chakotay a padd, “this is your assignement. There is also all the material covert and otherwise about the war between us and the Dominion/Cardassian alliance.”

Chakotay had that feeling in the pit of his stomach that you got when you knew you had to do something you didn’t want to do. “With all due respect sir, I think I’m going to have to decline your offer.”

The unnamed admiral let out a chuckle. “This isn’t a request Commander. I highly suggest you fulfill your mission and not ask too many questions. For the good of your crew and…Kathryn.”

Chakotay saw a smug smile spread across the Admiral’s face, and he knew that this man told the truth; this wasn’t a request. He didn’t have a choice. He grabbed the padd from the man in front of him.

“I’m glad you see things our way Chakotay. You will be promoted to the rank of Captain. You will be given command of the U.S.S. Excelsior. You will not have further contact with me, unless I initiate it, and do know that everyone in your crew has been assigned as such for a reason. Oh by the way, you will not be going back to Voyager, any and all items you wish to keep will be transported aboard your new ship by someone in a position to do so. Good day, Commander.”

The door opened behind him and he knew that this was his cue to leave. He left and knew that after today nothing would ever be the same again.

TBC in Chapter 7. Kathryn’s Hope I

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