Chapter 3

It was a relief for them all when they discovered that Q only relocated them in the corridor. Q could have sent them anywhere in the universe. Luckily they were still on Voyager. They stood and looked around at where they were. They all had annoyed expressions on their faces minus Tuvok of course.

"I could assemble a security team and attempt to take Engineering by force," suggested Tuvok. Though it was clear that he didn't believe his own words and everyone was thinking the same thing.

"We all know that wouldn't do any good," Chakotay said, voicing all their thoughts. He moved to closer to B'Elanna. He knew it would be no good standing around and was ready to get moving.

B'Elanna stepped forward toward Janeway to voice her opinions. "Besides, I'll bet that's exactly the kind of reaction he's hoping for." Her arms crossed above her pregnant belly as she spoke. Her voice echoed how upset and annoyed she was.

Captain Janeway was the first to begin walking down the corridor. The others were quick to follow with B'Elanna and Chakotay at her kneels and Tuvok by her side. It was the Captain that was the force to be reckoning with as she marched down the corridor. "He's doing everything he can to get under our skin," she voiced.

"If we deny him the satisfaction of a response, he may become bored and return to the Continuum," Tuvok responded in his logical tone. Of course his idea had merit. He was Vulcan after all. Everyone seemed to agree silently as they continued down the hall. Janeway's expression said it all. It said hmm that just might work.

Back in their old crew men's quarters, the five girls were discussing the sleeping arrangement. They hadn't quite gotten to their plan about how to deal with their situation on Voyager. The problem was more important because at the moment Taylor and Meredith weren't talking to one another. They weren't even looking at each other. They had their back to each other and focus in on anyone that wasn't the other.

"So," Rachel asked, "It's agreed that Rhanda, Meredith, and I will share this bigger living quarter while Doc and Taylor share the smaller one next to us?" She waited on a response from either Taylor or Meredith. It wasn't like them to be this mad at each other this long. Of course Rachel was a little worried and she saw how Rhanda as well as Charlie leaned toward the two upset girls, waiting.

Taylor turned to face the rest of the group. They all sat in a circle on the floor. Now she was finally facing the front of the class. "That's perfect," she snapped. Her dark mood seemed to get darker by the minute and it really didn't have anything to do with her fight with Meredith. She was hungry and sometimes it made her mood a little dark.

"It's fine," replied Meredith. She also turned around and was facing Rachel, Rhanda, and Charlie. The circle was formed and they all finally faced one another. They were sitting on the ground for room sake and were sitting comfortably Indian style. They did this all the time at Rachel's house.

"Now that is settled. Let's form a plan on how to deal this situation. We have to be even more careful than we were last time and just remember how well that turned out," voiced Rhanda. They had to deal with a lot of problems last time, but they were kind of heroes in end. It had been a great adventure and they all seemed to reminiscing it.

Taylor cleared her throat and that brought everyone back to the present in the future. "As much as I would love to come up with a brilliant plan because, well, I'm brilliant. A genius can't think on an empty stomach. So anyone else want to join me to the mess hall?" she asked. Her stomach voiced its complaint at that moment, causing everyone to laugh.

"I'll go with you. I'm a little hungry myself," answered Charlie. She smiled and stood when Taylor did. They looked to the rest of the gang to see if anyone else was joining. Everyone else shook their heads no and Taylor just shrugged. Then Charlie and Taylor were gone.

"So any ideas?"

Taylor and Charlie ended up near Cargo Bay 2. They hadn't made it to the Mess Hall yet. They were getting familiar with layout once again. It had been a few years since they were on board, so it was understandable. At least that's what Taylor kept telling Charlie when they couldn't locate the lift.

Just then, the Cargo Bay doors opened and Q Junior walked out. Having seen the episode so many times, Taylor and Charlie knew what just happened. Both girls had to admit that Seven of Nine was an attractive woman, but sometimes you had to call it as you see it.

"Pervert!"

That sure got Q Junior's attention and turned it toward the girls. It was then that he even remembered that the girls were on board Voyager. He didn't understood why his father would bring five teenaged girls out of time and space. To top it off, one of them insulted him. Him! A Q!

Taylor smirked and waited to see what Junior would do. She saw Charlie shaking her head. Okay, it might have not been the smartest move. He did have all his powers still. She was the kind to speak her mind. She didn't always have a filter on that.

Q Junior thought about changing the taller girl into something hideous, but he decided against that. She was actually quite the looker. She reminded him a jungle cat. Sleek and muscular, but has some curves to her. Not fully mature yet, but once she was… meoow. Even if she tried to hide her maturing body with her tomboy appearance.

"You know nothing," replied Q Junior. He went to pop away with a snap when he heard the snort.

Taylor couldn't help the snort. Of course he didn't know the truth about their group. She knew though and she could help be a bit of a know it all at times. Pride before falls so applied to Taylor. All her friends knew it. "You're a boy that enjoys a peep show."

"Maybe." It was all he said before his snapped his fingers. Taylor was left in the corridor in her underwear and combat boots. Now it was Q Junior that was smirking before with a snap he was gone.

Charlie sighed heavily. "Let's get you some clothes before we try for the Mess Hall again."

"That jerk," muttered Taylor. She was embarrassed and pissed off. To think she once had a crush on him. Plus she lost her favorite shirt. She grumbled while she let Charlie lead her back to their quarters so she could replicate new clothes. Unfortunately for her, they came across more than one crew member along the way.

Disclaimer: I don't own any rights to Star Trek or Star Trek: Voyager. I don't even own any rights to the general plot. That belongs to the writers of the episode Q2. I just added my twist on it and entered my own characters.

The characters are actually my friends. It was written about our little Star Trek group, The Sisterhood of Teenage Trekkies. Though there have been changes [like names] to respect the rights of my friends and myself. Thank you and enjoy.

A/N: It has been awhile since I updated this fan fiction. I didn't forget it, but I was busy with other stories plus life. Since I discontinued Meant for You, I am going to focus my attention on this story. I will try for once a month updates. The chapter may be a little short, but I hope you enjoy it. Please read and review. Love to hear feedback from my readers.

Uploaded: March 14, 2015