"Are you sure that this is the only way?" Scott says, looking on with dread at the device they are about to use.
"Scott, I don't see what is so terrible by this!" Torres says impatiently. "In fact, I fail to see how something that looked so cute could be an answer to our problems! Captain, are YOU SURE that this will work?"
"Just....play the bloody thing, Torres." Janeway says wearily. "And may any dieties out there forgive us.....for what we're about to do!"
Torres mutters about how the entire Voyager is infested by nanites and it being only a matter of time before the nanites start to rearrange things...and people. Torres flicks the switch to the device that Seven of Nine constructed to "hack in" to the Scott controlled Collective. A tiny voice, small but incredibly annoying, can be heard leaking out from the device. Suddenly, Torres is running to a corner, and puking out her lunch. Everyone backs away from the device, not wanting to be near it as it sang and broadcasted it's terrible program.
Scott, shuddering at the sound, heard: ".....I love you, you love me....." being played to the demented Scott Collective!
"Captain, the nanites are dying!" Seven says, excited. "Even better, I'm getting indications that the Collective, is tearing itself apart!"
"Watching Barney can do that to a guy." Scott says quietely, shuddering.
The crew is strangely quiet. On one hand, they are now safe. On the other hand, they just commited a heinious crime, death is kinder than inflicting Barney on the Collective! If only if there had been a better way!
"Now that the Collective is.....defunct, what about those....drones that had succumbed to the changes wrought by Scott's memories?" Janeway says after a while.
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