After Voyager was attacked by the Kazon, we had to dock at AtBoia. It’s now two days later and we are just now finishing repairs.

B’Elanna Torres had been working in Engineering for two days straight and the stress was beginning to take a toll on her. Anyone who passed her in the corridors knew, full well, to keep their distance. Finally, she would get some sleep as soon as she reached her quarters.

“I’ll put a security lock out on the door and sleep for a day or two, B’Elanna thought, “Peace and...”

"B’Elanna!" Tom called. She heard him scream for her from around the corner. She tried to speed up, but he caught up with her and grabbed her arm.
"B’Elanna, I need to talk to you." Tom said.
"Get out of here, Tom. Your risking your life if you bother me now." B’Elanna snarled.
"Stop joking. You wouldn’t hurt me."

B’Elanna paused in thought, “He’s right. Ever since I met him in the mess hall,
I’ve liked him. If nothing else, I’m at least interested.”

"B’Elanna." Tom’s voice brought her back to reality.
"What?!" She almost screamed.
"You spaced out for a sec."
"I’m fine" She controlled the urge to throw him against the wall and rip out some of his vital organs.
“Come on. You’re not fine. You haven’t slept for 3 days.”
"Your right, Tom. And I’m going to sleep now."

He grabbed her arm. She shrugged him off and he fell to the floor.

"Tom, I’m so sorry. I’m just so. . ."

All of a sudden, B’Elanna saw a man run across the room at her. She started to scream and attack the man she thought she saw. Tom tried to stop her, since there was no one there and he didn’t know why she was reacting like she was. He grabbed her arm and her anger was projected towards him.

"B’Elanna, stop!" Tom screamed.
"I’ll kill you! You tried to kill me, but I’ll kill you first!" She screamed at Tom.

Tom brought himself to hit her, to get her back in reality. He slapped her face hard enough that it broke her trance. Surprised that Tom had hit her she took a moment to look at what she had done to Tom. He face was red and bruised on his left cheek as well as a significant tear on the right sleeve on his uniform.

"Oh, my God. What have I done to you?" She backed away, slowly.
"B’Elanna, it’s okay." He moved forward to comfort her and she jumped back. She looked at him from her hiding place.

"Don’t come near me." She said, "I don’t want to hurt you."
"B’Elanna, what happened? What’s wrong?" He caught her arm when she wasn’t looking.
"Tell me,” he asked calmly.
She looked at what she had done to him again, a confused look came upon her face.

"Tom? What happened?"
"Don’t you remember?" He answered. "You attacked me."
"What?!" She exclaimed. She shook her head, "I don’t remember doing that."

Suddenly, she looked fearful and backed up farther into the wall.

"B’Elanna?"
"What?" She quietly said.
"How long has it been since you slept?"
"Why do you want to know?"
"Because you’re not acting like yourself. I know you’ve been working long hours."
"Tom, get out of here. Before you get hurt." Noticing that her mood had just changed for the worst, he left.
"Get some sleep, B’Elanna." The last thing he heard as he walked off was a sound between a snarl and a growl.


The next morning on the Bridge, Harry tapped a few keys on his console and announced,
"Captain, sensors are picking up an M-Class planet at 10,000 kilometers. Sensors arrays read a high level of Sirilium above and within the planet’s core."
“Lifesigns?” Janeway asked.
“None. The planet appears to have been desolate for quite some time,” Tuvok added.
Chakotay spoke,
“If we get too close that could pose a problem with long range communication frequencies.”
“Agreed. But I’d sure like to get my hands on some of that Sirilium. Janeway to Torres.”
"Yes, Captain." Torres replied.
"We’ve found something that might be of interest to you. Please report to my Briefing Room."
“Captain?”
“It’s a surprise Lieutenant.”
"I’m on my way. Torres out."

Janeway turned to Lt. Paris,
"Mr. Paris, Mr. Kim, join me."

Tom and Harry walked over to the Briefing Room with her. Just before she stepped in she allowed her fellow officers ahead of her and she turned back to Tuvok and spoke.
“I could use your assistance Tuvok.”

Tuvok nodded and walked from his station and followed the others into the Briefing Room.


After Lt. Torres arrived in the Briefing Room, the other officers already seated waited for the Captain to begin.

“Okay, what we have is an M-Class planet with no inhabitants, no life signs yet full of resources. Resources we need and can make good use of. The objective is to get down there and get what we can as quickly as possible.”
“What’s the plan?” Harry asked.
“I believe that is the plan, Ensign,” Tuvok added.
“I mean what does the mission entitle?” The Captain smiled briefly and responded to Ensign Kim’s inquiry.
“Two days on the surface, no more than three. You, Paris and Torres will set up camp in a general area and proceed with duty; which is to attain those highlighted resources listed on the apparatus in front of you.”
“Captain I see there’s Beryllium Compound 14 on the list,” Paris started.
“Yes.”
“Can’t a considerable amount of Beryllium C14 cause a plasma breach within the magnetic injector valves or misalign the data relay in the power cuplinks?”
“Would you like to respond to that Lt. Torres?”

B’Elanna’s head shot up as she heard her name called.

“Captain?” B’Elanna blinked a few times.
“Mr. Paris would like to know what the effects are to the plasma within the magnetic injector valves and the power cuplinks due to a large amount of Beryllium Compound 14 on board.”
Captain Janeway repeated for B’Elanna’s benefit and the tone in her voice sounded as such. Torres tried to hide a yawn as the Captain spoke.
“Well, given respect with a considerable amount of the Beryllium on board it could prompt a plasma breach in the MIVs but the power cuplinks should be fine.”
She felt as though her answer weren’t good enough being it that she still felt the weight of the stares on her. She continued,
“If the Beryllium is stored in one of the lower decks on the ship, say Cargo Bay 1, then we should be fine.”
“Cargo Bay 1 is full. It has been for quite some time now,” Tuvok said. B’Elanna snapped.
“Fine! Then Cargo Bay 2. It doesn’t matter. Besides, the effects are minimal and no real damage can be done.”
“A probable plasma breach in any of the ships main systems should not be overlooked and definitely not considered minimal due to the effects that can be provoked,” Tuvok noted.
“Tuvok, when was the last time you ran a systems diagnostics on the magnetic injector valves? If the Beryllium is stored far enough away from Engineering then there should be no problems!”

Harry looked away from B’Elanna and he and Tom shared a dumbfounded look. The Captain spoke.
“Let’s calm down. B’Elanna’s right about the effects being minimal. However, Tuvok is correct in stating that probable main ship systems damage should not be overlooked. We don’t want to take any chances. Take a minimum supply of the Beryllium Compound 14 and focus on the Sirilium, it’s what we need the most.” The Captain looked around the room. She was about to continue but Tuvok spoke up.
“Might I suggest that placing a containment field around the gathered supply of Beryllium Compound 14, thus distorting the distance between Engineering and the Cargo Bay, leaving little to no room for error.”
“That’s what I was thinking, I didn’t mention it because B’Elanna said the effects were minimum.” Harry said looking a bit intimidated in his glance at B’Elanna.
“I think that’s a great idea. Torres, I’ll place you and Harry on that task. The two of you can begin working on the specifics after the briefing.”

The room focused on Lt. Torres who stared with her eyes half closed. She looked as though she were in a trance. Janeway was becoming impatient.

“Lieutenant Torres!”
“Yes, Captain. I agree.”
Torres responded to a non-answer. She looked at Tom who looked disappointed.

“Are you with us, Lieutenant?”
“Yes. I’m here.”
“If you’re not feeling up to this I can have Lieutenant Carrey take your place instead.”
“I’m fine, Captain.”
“I’d like to speak to you after the briefing.” The Captain looked around the room while finishing up.
“Furthermore, the long range communication frequencies will be low due to the substantial amount of Sirilium on the planet below. We’ll go down low in order to be in transporter range and then orbit about the atmosphere so that we can pick up any distress calls if need be. Though we may have open communications, it may take us some time to reach you.”
“Captain, just the three of us are going?” Paris questioned.
“Yes, Lieutenant. Problem?”
“No ma’am.”
“Good. Then briefing adjourned. I’ll meet you all in the Transporter Room at 1800 hours.”

Everyone stands to leave except Torres who places her arms across her chest, trying to at least look physically prepared for what the Captain may have to say. Paris comes towards B’Elanna since her seat is near the door. He leans over,

“Are you okay?”
“I will be. As soon as you leave!”
Tom walked out and as the doors closed the Captain didn’t waste a moment.

“I want an explanation.”
“For what?”
“For why you treated my briefing like the big siesta. You were inadvertent, unpleasant and rude to say the least. When asked a question you didn’t respond. And when you did, you didn’t know what you were responding to. You snapped at Commander Tuvok when he offered information. Information that you needed about the Cargo Bay, or the containment field to be placed within.”
“I…didn’t mean…”
“Not good enough. I want to know what’s going on. I know your work shifts have been quite extensive over the past few days. How are you resting?”
“Captain, please I’m fine.”
“None of your actions can convince me of such, but I’ll tell you what. I want you to go to sickbay and have the Doctor examine you.”
“For what?”
“For my own peace of mind.”
“But I am fine!”
“So is Lt. Carrey, who recently made me aware that he would love the chance to go on an away mission.”
“Then why didn’t you ask him to the briefing?” Janeway leaned over the table in B’Elanna’s direction.
“He’s a quick study. I can brief him in five minutes B’Elanna. It’s not a very detailed mission and if I miss something, he’ll have Harry and Tom as well as a padd full of mission particulars should he have any questions.” B’Elanna looked unsettled by the Captain’s last statement and responded.
“Listen Captain, I’ll go to Sickbay and have the Doctor examine me. But like I said, a good night of sleep is really all I need.”
“So why don’t you take a few days and let yourself…”
“No. I can do that after the mission.”
“This could be a break for both of you. Carrey goes on the mission and you get some well deserved rest.”
“I… am… fine.”
The Captain sat up straight.
“I want a report from sickbay no later than 1500 hours. A positive report, Torres.”
“Understood. At least that way if I don’t check out, Carrey will have time to ready himself.”
“Nice to see you’re waking up.”
“He won’t have the chance. I’m fine.”
The captain smiled at B’Elanna and was about to speak but was cut off.
“Am I free to leave?”

The captain’s smile faded,
“Dismissed.”
B’Elanna turned and walked out of the room leaving the Captain sitting alone.


The Doctor smiled contently at the medication he gave B’Elanna which eased her temper to a rather calmer one than the temper she entered Sickbay with. The Doctor stood to her side and pressed the medication specifics on the hypospray pad before pressing the hypospray to her neck. After which, B’Elanna’s frown had become less prominent.

“Now remember, if you start to feel edgy or anxious just administer another round of the hypospray and you’ll be fine in seconds.”
“I know the routine just give me what I need and I’ll be on my way.”
The Doctor looked at her from one side and shifted his weight to look at her other side. He tapped a couple of buttons on his tricorder and lifted an eyebrow. B’Elanna became impatient and spoke loudly.
“What? What are you doing?”
“I was just checking to make sure the medication didn’t ware off but I see that you’re just being your normal cheerful self.”
“Quaint!”
The Doctor handed her a small box with her medication and the hypospray inside.

“Here you are. I’m giving you a three day supply as well a suppressant to help you rest at night. I expect a daily report of your progress. And with that, I don’t see why the Captain should refuse you to your duty.”
“Right. This is all I need?”
“You’re all set.”
B’Elanna turned and walked out of Sickbay without another word to the Doctor who spoke to himself.
“Unfortunately, I don’t have anything for attitude adjustments or she’d be the first on my list for a new one!”


B’Elanna stepped out of Sickbay and ran into Lt. Carrey who was one of the last people that she wanted to see. He spoke first.

“Torres,” B’Elanna rolled her eyes without answering and quickened her pace, allowing Carrey to continue, “I heard you had to have a physical in order to go on the away mission.”
“News travels fast,” B’Elanna said angrily through her teeth. Carrey knew that she was troubled about something but he figured, when wasn’t she? She continued, “Don’t tell me you were waiting outside of Sickbay for me.”
“Actually, you can stop flattering yourself Lieutenant, I was just passing by.”
“Right, well why don’t you just pass on by me so that I can breathe clean air again.”
“There’s plenty air outside the airlock.”
“Keep it up and that’ll be the only away mission you’ll ever make.”
“Calm! I only meant that as a joke.”
“I don’t have time for this.”
B’Elanna sped her pace and it appeared as though she were almost running through the corridor. Lt. Carrey called after her.
“B’Elanna, wait!”
But she was gone. Harry came to the turn of the hall just as Carrey called after B’Elanna.
“Everything okay,” Harry questioned.
“I don’t know. I tried joking with B’Elanna but I guess she didn’t take it that way.”
“You tried joking with B’Elanna?”
“I know we’re not always on the best of terms but I usually like her obnoxious sense of humor.”
“B’Elanna’s been a bit on the edgy side lately.”
“You’re kidding?”
Harry smiled condescendingly while he and Carrey continued walking down the corridor to their separate destinations.


When Harry arrived in the Transporter Room Tom pulled him aside.
"Harry, I’m worried about B’Elanna. Last night after her shift, she attacked me and then didn’t remember what she had done. Since we’re going to be away from the ship for a few days, with minimal communications from Voyager would you help me keep an eye on her."
“Did you tell the Captain?”
“Yes. I didn’t go into detail, but I mentioned that I think she needs some much required sleep.”
“This is an away mission Tom. It’s going to be two to three days long. I’m already not that thrilled about going, you know how I hate the meal rations and now you’re asking me to help you babysit?”
“Thanks Harry for letting me know I can count on you.”
Harry noticed the disappointed look on Tom’s face and he tried to offset his last statement.
“Tom…I didn’t mean…Do you know what I had to put up with the last two hours while working on the containment field specifics with her?”

Just as he said this, B’Elanna walked in. She looked like she had been up for hours, and she had been. Though she was a bit more attentive with the help of the hypospray treatment the Doctor gave her.
"B’Elanna, how are you holding up?" Tom asked.
"I’m here aren’t I?"
She walked to the transporter pad and tripped though she corrected enough to appear alright.
"Tell me you at least got a couple of hours of sleep?" Harry said.
"Drop dead, Harry." She replied.
“I guess I should’ve expected that.”


Seconds after they transported to the planet they looked around their surroundings and Harry started to unload his gear.

“Let’s get to work!” Tom said brightly though touched with sarcasm.
"I say we find a place to set up camp before anything else. Don’t you think so B’Elanna?"
Harry said. B’Elanna rolled her eyes as though he said nothing and spoke.
"I’m going to start looking for the Sirilium.”
B’Elanna said and walked away with her tricorder open. A few minutes later, Harry and Tom heard screams. B’Elanna came running out of the forest, shooting at everything and anything, inadvertently, hitting Harry in the arm.
"B’Elanna, stop!" Tom screamed.
She stopped in her tracks. Then she walked slowly, as if in a trance, to a low drop off. Tom, not knowing what to do, ran after her with Harry behind him, holding his arm.

"They don’t like me, but I can get out of here. Yeah. They told me I could," B’Elanna said.
Harry looked at Tom, who was as scared as he. All of a sudden, B’Elanna took her phaser, put up the power, and shot herself in the chest.
She fell off the drop off.
"B’Elanna!!!" Tom and Harry screamed.
They made there way down to where B’Elanna lay. They found her unconscious, but alive. They picked her up and carried her to the cave, they were using as a shelter. Just then B’Elanna woke up, she tried to sit up, but was racked with pain.

"Tom, what happened?" She asked, hoarsely.
"You shot yourself and fell off the drop off." Tom said. "Don’t you remember?"
"No. . .I don’t" Her eyes glazed over for a sec, in pain, and then she spoke, "Let’s go."
"B’Elanna, you’re injured. You can’t just. . ."
"Tom."
"What?"
"Shut up."
She started to stand and fell back. Tom saw the grimace on her face, but he knew there was no way she’d admit to the pain. He started to help her and she shrugged him away and starting walking, limping slightly. The three walked back towards the campsite with Harry in front of them holding his arm just above where he’d been shot.

B’Elanna didn’t want to admit it, but she remembered what had happened. It had been another hallucination. She knew it was from sleep deprivation. She just couldn’t sleep, though. She hid in her work and refused to sleep. Every time she slept the dream came back. In the dream,
she was in the barracks of the Vidiian prison. She relived the time she was split in two, every night. And she couldn’t take seeing the nightmare again.

Just as they were within 20 meters of the campsite, Harry walked a bit faster finally reaching his tricorder to see how bad the damage was and to begin repairs on himself. Tom and B’Elanna were just a bit behind with Tom just a few feet away from B’Elanna because she wouldn’t let him help her.

As the two came closer to where Harry was, Tom noticed that Harry was trying to contact Voyager. Just then B’Elanna’s step faltered and she started to fall. Tom ran to her, but couldn’t reach her before she hit the ground. Her head slammed against a rock and she fell unconscious.
"We have to get her to the ship. Can you contact Voyager." Paris said.
"I’m trying! Ensign Kim to Voyager! We have an emergency! I repeat we have an emergency! B’Elanna and I have been injured. She’s unconscious and may be dead within a few hours. Beam us out of here! We need Help!" Tom could see that Harry was having trouble with his arm so he took over. Harry sat next to B’Elanna and ran the tricorder over her and checked her readings.


All of a sudden, on Voyager, there was a slight sound.
"We’re being contacted through a weak signal matching Voyagers distress relay coming from the planets surface. I believe it is the away team." Tuvok said.
"All stop Lt. Jamieson. Lt. Carrey, get that signal up." Janeway ordered.
The garbled voice of Harry Kim was heard, saying,
". . .Ensign Kim. . .B’Elanna. . . Unconscious. . .Dead. . . Beam. . .Help. . ."
"Fix that signal." Janeway ordered.
"We need an emergency beam up." Tom said.
Just then B’Elanna woke up and started screaming, incoherently. She then starting attacking Paris.
"B’Elanna! Stop! Tom! Help!" Paris screamed.
"Tom, what’s happening?" Janeway asked.
"B’Elanna’s. . . " Tom cut off and started screaming.
"Beam them up! Now!" Janeway ordered.


Harry Kim appeared on the transporter pad screaming in pain.
"Captain! Affirmative on Ensign Kim. But negative on Lieutenants Paris and Torres."
said Vorik, who was running the transporter. Janeway responded,
"Keep working on it."


When Harry disappeared, B’Elanna fell to the ground. Tom went to her and helped her sit up.

"Tom, what’s happening to me?" B’Elanna asked, trembling in fear and confusion.
"I don’t know. But I’m here." Tom said soothingly.
"I’m scared. Don’t leave me."
"I’m not going to leave, B’Elanna. Just get some rest. Okay? I’ll stay here with you." Tom said. B’Elanna fell asleep with Tom holding her hand.


As B’Elanna slept, she dreamed about her time with the Vidiians.
"What have you done to me?" B’Elanna asked.
"We’ve extracted your Klingon DNA. You’re now Fully Human. Momentarily, I will send you to the Barracks." Sulan, the Chief Surgeon of the Vidiian Sodality, said.
"Why have you done this to me?" B’Elanna asked.
Her vision faded to another incident where she is working on a Vidiian computer console. All of a sudden, two Vidiians grab her from behind. She screams out loud as she did in her dream.


Tom woke up to B’Elanna screaming. He opened his eyes to see her about to attack him. In self defense he pushed her back. In her weakened state, she fell back against the wall and slid to the ground.

"B’Elanna, are you alright?" Tom asked, rushing to her. She looked at him disoriented and said,
"What? Who are you?"
"B’Elanna? It’s me. Tom. Don’t you recognize me?"
"No. My head hurts. What happened?"
"You were hurt. Here, let me help you." Tom said, putting his arm out to help her. She jumped back.
"No!!! You’re here to hurt me. Help!" She screamed.

Then she fainted. Tom went over to her. She opened her eyes and Tom jumped back, afraid she’d attack him again.
"What’s wrong? Do I look as bad as I feel?" B’Elanna said, a bit of her old sarcasm back in her voice.
"You look fine." Tom said, matching the sarcasm in B’Elanna’s voice.
B’Elanna started to get up and swayed in place.
"Tom!" She screamed.
Tom went to catch her, he helped her into a more lit area of the cave so he could get a better look at her wounds.
"How did you walk here before? Your ankle’s broken, you have a bad concussion, and a bad cut on the back of your head." Tom said, concerned.
"I followed my own ‘four’ feet." B’Elanna joked.
She starting laughing and then starting coughing.
"Anyway, that’s not all my injuries."
She then moved her arm to show him the wound from the phaser blast, it bleed heavily.
"B’Elanna, no wonder you’ve been fainting so much. You’ve lost a lot of blood."
He took the regenerator and healed her wounds, as well as possible.
"Thanks."
B’Elanna leaned back on Tom’s arm and closed her eyes.
“Wasn’t Harry here with us?”
“Yes. He was.”
“Where is he now?”
Tom didn’t want to say anything to upset her as her present state may not last long he thought.
“He was beamed up.”
“If he’s gone then why are we still here?”
“I can’t really answer that. All I know is that communications must be offline because we have yet to receive a response from our distress call.”
B’Elanna fell asleep though Tom had yet to notice. He continued talking.
“The thing I don’t understand is that why just pull Harry out and not all of us…maybe there’s still too much interference with the Sirilium for a full transport lock on all of us.” Tom looked down to see that B’Elanna’s eye were closed and she breathed heavily. He smiled slightly and continued.
“Well, now that you’re sleep again I guess now I’d like to take this opportunity to mention that I did speak to the Captain about your lack of sleep. However, I didn’t mention the attack in corridor because I figured that might have repercussions and…well, I like you. Besides, it really wasn’t that big a deal. I mean nothing the Doctor can’t fix, right?”
B’Elanna exhaled deeply and Tom looked at her. He placed her down flat on the floor.
“Well, with that off my chest, think I’ll catch some Z’s as well.” Tom stretched out a couple of meters from her and closed his eyes.


Back on Voyager Captain Janeway questioned Ensign Kim as the Doctor tended to his wounds.
"What happened down there, Harry?" Janeway asked.
"B’Elanna just went crazy. She shot me in a mad rage then shot herself," he
answered. The Doctor questioned.
“Did you ever see her administer the medication that I gave her?”
“Not once. I don’t think she really had the chance to.” Harry finished.
“When did the diversion start?” Janeway asked.
“I guess a few moments after we arrived. Tom and I started to set up camp and B’Elanna stated that she would start the search for the Sirilium. About a few moments later she came screaming and firing her phaser about. Then suddenly she stopped.”
“Who was she firing at?” The Doctor asked puzzled.
“Nothing that we ever saw. As far as I’m concerned she was hallucinating when she did this.”
“When did she fire on herself?” The Captain asked concerned.
“Just seconds after she shot me. Then she fell off the drop off.”
“Did you get a look at how badly she’d been injured?” The Doctor asked.
“At first we weren’t sure if she was going to make it but she woke up moments later after we moved her to a nearby cave. As we walked back to were our camp was set B’Elanna fell and hit her head against a rock rendering her unconscious.”
“I knew this was a bad idea, I should’ve gone with my first instinct.” Janeway said as she moved away from the biobed where Harry sat, and spoke into the air.
"Lt. Jamieson,” she paused, “plot a course back to the planet.” Janeway ordered. She then looked at Harry and the Doctor, “We better get those two off that planet before matters get worse. And you get better Mr. Kim I need you back on the bridge.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Harry smiled and nodded as the Captain walked out of sickbay.


After a much deserved yet quickly disrupted nap Tom woke up hearing B’Elanna thrashing around in her sleep and talking to herself.
"Tom, don’t. They’ll kill you. No!" She screamed. She shot straight up and he realized she was sweating.
"B’Elanna?" Tom asked.
"Tom, we have to get out of here. They’re coming."
He walked over to get the tricorder and pointed it at her. It read: