The Doctor carefully laid the now combined pair of mobile emitters on the floor. Seven and Aoki covered the transporter technician and the two guards herded into one corner of the transporter room. Janeway paced fitfully. Her trim figure shined in the red uniform. She spun on the heel of her leather boots and faced the kneeling Doctor.
"One last adjustment Captain. I'm trying to establish a sealed data area for myself and . . . It's probably hopeless given the discharge of the feedback. Should I continue?
The hiss in the background of the phaser cutting through wall next to the door acted like a ticking clock reminding all that time was their enemy.
Janeway replied "There's no guarantee any of this will work, but I understand the sacrifice you're about to make." She held his glance. "Do what you can."
Aoki cut in "Captain, they'll be through in seconds!"
As the Doctor worked, Janeway remarked "Doctor, you've often yearned to be part of the crew, to be human. By sacrificing your