Janeway saw her entire senior staff on the Bridge staring at one small monitor.

"Chakotay, what's going on?"

"Captain, we're viewing an adventure of Captain Jonathan Archer. Its.. compelling."

Harry turned towards her, briefly.

"The Enterprise found this stranded ship where this guy and his daughter lived and functioned with advanced holos nearly the equal of the Doctor."

The EMH nodded.

"Yes, its too bad that this man's planet and its culture then entered a period of total isolation. It only finally ended that isolation just before the launch of The Enterprise-D. Who knows? With that kind of early tech-boost, maybe I could have been called 'Bones'."

 Be'lanna didn't look away, but agreed.

"Isn't that always the way? Just like when Enterprise lost all their records on use of the transporter. Set us back decades."

Tom was indexing the crude vid as he spoke.

"But then, we wouldn't have been forced to add those cool bendi-lamps to the transporter consoles. I got one on FedBay. I got outbid on Sulu's telescoping sensor, though. Some publisher in Georgia was just gunning for it."

Tuvok pointed, and the Vulcan seemed fit to go pale green.

"There. The image of the stranded man's daughter. Can there be any doubt?"

Janeway felt her jaw drop.

"I thought I told her to go back to her people. That girl never listened!"

Unable to bear looking at the cherubic blonde who so reminded him of a love lost who then returned as an apparent psychotic, Neelix looked over another of Archer's logs.

"...we encountered piratic, pathetically greedy aliens with large, pinkish-bald heads who..."

Neelix shut it off. He pshawed his notion.

"Naaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!!!!!"