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"Eve, Solan," Xena sighed as she looked at the picture of her first daughter and the picture of her son. For years after she became immortal she had watched them grow and loved them from afar. Her curse was to never physically interact with them in person again, all so Gabrielle could finally live in peace, so they could live in peace. But she had been allowed to watch over and protect them. While her grandchildren saw her and talked to her Solan and Eve merely sensed her presence. They took comfort in each other and Xena was horrified as she watched them ride off into battle to protect their families and the innocent. By that time both of them were fairly old and their children nearly grown, they didn't stand a chance since they did not keep up with any of their warrior skills. Xena remembered whisking her grandchildren away quickly to Cornith where Hercules still remained. And they stayed close to her drawing off her immortality. One by one they broke off becoming mortal again as they married and had children. Xena found that she could now integrate herself into human life again, she had gained from them as well, but she never died. Over the years she had many children herself to starve off her loneliness after Ares prevented her from being with her family any more in the 1940s when she had been operating under the name of Janice Covington and meeting a descendant of Gabrielle's.
"Are those your kids?" Tom Paris asked. Xena looked up from her picture as she sat in the mess hall. No one had ever approached her voyager and she had been there since day one. Hell the captain probably didn't even know who she was. She had only approached a few people, but she was generally alone. Tom sat down ignoring her glare, which usually turned people away.
"They were, but they're dead," Xena told him. She'd had the opportunity to get a picture of them briefly in the eighties it had been an emotional experience for her.
"Oh I'm so sorry to hear that." Xena ate some of her soup. "So anymore children."
"Several, but they're all dead lots of grandchildren though." Tom of course didn't think anything of it. A lot of women were older than they appeared to be or were of a different species.
"Species 2358 as the borg called us."
"Oh I'm sorry is that how your children died." Xena shook her head.
"If you don't mind my asking what happened with the Borg?"
"I don't mind," Xena said. "We were in the middle of a civil war my first two children had already been born and were grown and had grandchildren. My two children decided that going to battle was best to help protect their family and the innocent. They were killed in the civil war, I took my grandchildren in and we headed for earth as a vacation. We were about twenty thousand light years away when my mother sent word of the attack. Rather than be assimilated by the borg my entire species committed mass suicide. Blew our entire planet off the map, it was M-class, so my grandchildren and I we settled on earth. I had other kids over the years, but my children aren't blessed with my super long life."
"How old are you exactly?"
"Now Lieutenant Paris, I wouldn't dare think of giving you anymore information, I've already been a little too open with you." Xena stood up. "I bet you don't even know my name."
"Of course I do its, its…." Xena shook her head and left. B'Elanna Torres joined him.
"Why were you talking to her?" B'Elanna asked.
"Well I was trying to get to know her, since I have no idea who she is. I've always seen her sitting alone and never talking to anyone. No one knows her. Who is she?"
"Alanna Tudor, she's next in line to be chief engineer. Very quiet and knows more about the borg technology than Icheb and Seven combined. She's a very skilled engineer, and I hate to admit it but she probably knows more than I do. She's actually really nice if you can get pass the glares, of course naturally I don't back down so we've been to the holodecks together and she is fierce in battle especially with a Bat'leth." Tom grinned at B'Elanna appreciation for Alanna's warrior skills.
"What else do you know about her?"
"Um…one time when the doctor was offline and Kes was unconscious she single handedly helped everyone even did major surgery on one of the security guards and got the doctor back online all before the Captain found out."
"Wow she sounds pretty amazing."
"Yeah, now her and the doctor have weekly holodeck meetings."
"For what?" Tom asked.
"Opera and any other form of music. But she's not into being noticed and wants to go about generally unknown so we don't talk about her."
"Why the secrecy and what does Species 2358 stand for?" B'Elanna shrugged.
"She never told me."
Meanwhile Xena returned to her sleeping quarters reading over some codes for engineering as she drank her tea. She sighed as she looked at the box she had pulled out of storage earlier that day. She set her pad down along with tea before she sat on her couch and opened the box. Lately she had been struck with the urge to reproduce yet again. She sighed every century, decade, or occasionally over a period of a couple of years her biological clock would start ticking.
"Well we're going to be out here for years anyway." She noted that everything was still in perfect order with baby clothes for boys and girls. She placed the top back on and moved it to a corner for later use. Xena had the reproductive pace of a God, she was looking at two months of pregnancy. She went back to reading the codes, she would bring up the idea for invitro to the doctor the next day when she had time.
Engineering to Lieutenant Tudor, I need you down here."
"I'm on my way," Xena replied. She finished off her tea and hurried to engineering.