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Phoebe: Gretchen walked up to her and drew her into her arms “Kathryn is alive darling. Owen let me know last night. She’s alive!”
Phoebe felt her knees start to give way and if it wasn’t for her mother arms, she was sure she would have fallen. “Kathryn’s alive. Where is she?”
Kaya: She knew she would eventually have to tell him about the fate of his friends and companions in the Maquis, but not in the first letter, that could wait until later. She knew what she would say though, it was her sisterly duty to rib him mercilessly about his relationships and that picture she saw, gave her the perfect opening. Grinning inwardly, she imagined the slow blush that would creep up his neck, set his cheeks on fire, and the appearance of Nocha’s dimples on his face. "Oh, yes." She thought, "I will bring up his captains name."
This is their story
(with a bunch of J/C woven through)
Temporal Prime Directive: a little thing that I vaporized with my death glare.
Or why did Admiral Janeway really go back to change the past.
Warning Angst alert.