Voyager continues without me. I walk it’s corridors, feeling very disjointed, very much alone. I always told Kathryn that she wasn’t alone. I now know what she meant by that. If only I could touch her.
She’s being strong for the crew. Strong for herself. I have a feeling that something else is going on with her, but unlike the other time I was separated, I was sent back from the spirit world, that my job wasn’t done. I can’t hear what’s going on.
Kathryn goes on. Just as I wanted her too.
Maybe it’s time for me to move on. To float through the cosmos and see the universe. Time no longer means anything to me. I can finish the voyages I began. Follow Starfleet’s motto.
To boldly go where no one has gone before.
I will.