The Bridge

Kathryn: I nodded. "Well, it seems as though you are the best candidate for First Officer right now," I sighed. "We should get down there and head off the intruders,"

Chakotay: "They must have plenty of Kazon on board already. Our main priorities should be Main Engineering and here."

Kathryn: I nodded. "You go to Engineering, I'll handle things here. Send Mister Paris up as soon as he returns,"

Chakotay: I nodded, "Understood," I said before walking to the turbolift.

Kathryn: I sat back in my seat.

Tom: I walked onto the Bridge, "Captain?"

Kathryn: "Welcome back, Mister Paris, I assume you were successful?"

Tom: "There are ten vessels surrounding us, they all have altered deflectors. We can't sense them, but if you'll look carefully, you can see them. They are currently wreaking havoc. The Kazon ship is in a tractor beam and is being pulled away from Voyager. The other two ships are close to being destroyed. I believe the Vidiian ship has been blown up."

Kathryn: I nodded. "Good, then we can deal with the Kazon who have boarded us."

Tom: "Computer, how many Kazon are on board Voyager?"

Computer/Lwaxanna (Cuz I couldn't resist....): There are thirty-seven Kazon on-board Voyager.

Tom: "We can easily take them out."

Kathryn: "Yes, we can," I agreed.

Tom: I grabbed my phaser, "Let's get to it."

Kathryn: "Mister Paris, we need to stay on the Bridge. The security teams will handle it,"

Tom: "I..." I started but then nodded, "Understood," I said before moving to my console.

Kathryn: "What were you going to say?"

Tom: "Nothing. I'll stay here."

Kathryn: I nodded. "Very well,"

Harry: "So now we wait?"

Tom: "No...we seal off the doors and then wait. We don't want any unexpected visitors, do we?"

Kathryn: "No, we don't. Get on it, Mister Paris, if you need something to do so badly,"

Culluh: I stepped off the lift and walked onto the Bridge with several others. "It's not necessary to seal off anything..."

Tom: I sighed and grabbed my phaser.

Culluh: I raised my own weapon, and shot the phaser from Paris' hand. "Now, now, we can't have that, can we?"

Tom: I glared at Culluh, "No, we can't."

Culluh: "This ship will be ours in a matter of moments,"