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The journal burnt in the flames. They said it'd help. To write down what she felt about Janeway. It hadn't. If anything, putting it all into words made Seven ache for something she couldn't have. A life with her.
If they had stayed in the Delta Quadrant things might have been different for them.
Seven had never wanted to return to the Alpha Quadrant, knew she'd never fit. And she doesn't.
She's something people fear. Something they are repulsed by. An ex Borg. The only home she had really had was Voyager and Janeway. But that was all gone now.