Chapter 3.4 - Honeymoon
As he leaves the Chief’s office, Jan’s team crowds around him.
Melisse: It's not obvious? Your engagement, of course!
Jan: Where did you hear about that!?
Mikhail: …Captain? We’re special investigators from the Federation police, sixth division! You can't keep secrets from us…
Lactis: It’s because you drilled intelligence gathering procedures into us so much. If you’ve got to blame anyone, blame yourself…
Melisse: Lactis is right! Pretty sly, sneaking your name into the family register like that. When’s the ceremony?
Jan: Well, it’s her second marriage, so something small is probably best…
Bugs: According to old movies in the databank, women dream of having a beautiful wedding dress!
Melisse: Definitely. It would be a shame to forego the celebration just because it’s the second time!
Jan: Really… well, once things calm down, a party might be… Listen, if there’s any change of plans, I’ll let you know.
Jan departs, half running away.
Melisse: Ah~ Honestly, I’m a bit jealous!
Mikhail: Hey, hey, what about me!? You know, if you married me we could make a great family!
Melisse: Whatever. I’m attracted to men like the Captain... you know, the strong, silent type.
Mikhail: Come on… go on a date with me? We’ll look out over Archon at night, touch our wine glasses together…
Melisse: You never give up, do you? That’s why none of the girls like you!
Lactis: Honorable defeat…
Mikhail: No problem! It’s that kind of tempestuous relationship that gives rise to feelings of love!
Lactis: ...I really don’t understand human thinking sometimes...
Erich: Don't feel too bad. Even other humans can’t understand this guy.
Jan’s first holiday after getting married. Jan, Joaquin, and Sharon are sitting around the table.
Joaquin: Umm… umm… Papa?
Jan: What, Joaquin?
Jan: What is it?
Joaquin: You really are my papa now!
Sharon: What’s wrong?
Jan: …It’s just that… I always thought of myself as a person with little emotion, but… maybe I was just allowing myself to be heartless.
Sharon: That’s not true. Both you and my late husband were hurt because your hearts were too kind. Because there are too many bad things in this world.
The doorbell rings.
Jan: That must be the delivery.
Sharon: What is it?
Jan: Shh, it’s a surprise for Joaquin.
Delivery Man: Package for a Mr. Sauer, care of the Nexus Corporation.
Sharon: Thank you.
Delivery Man: Certainly.
Sharon: What’s inside…?
Jan: Joaquin… take your package outside and open it up.
Joaquin: For me? What could it be?
Outside, a very happy Joaquin is holding an artificial dog in his arms.
Joaquin: Thank you, Papa!
Jan: Ahh… I wish I could have gotten you the real thing, but… I just couldn’t get one…
Joaquin: No, this is great! He’s so cute! Hey, what’s his name? Does he already have one?
Jan: It’s Nexus 6.
Joaquin: Isn’t that his model number? That really makes him sound like a robot.
Jan: O-Oh, I guess so…
Joaquin: Hmm… I know, Nex! If you shorten Nexus 6 you get Nex! What do you think? Papa?
Jan: Y-Yeah… that’s a good name…
Joaquin: Really? Okay, Nex! Let’s go!
Jan’s communicator starts ringing.
Sharon: Who’s it from?
Jan: Looks like the Chief.
McCallum: Jan, I’m sorry to intrude, but there’s been a development in the investigation. I know it’s your day off, but could you get to the station as soon as possible?
Jan: Understood. Is Voyager up to something?
McCallum: I can’t give you details now. Just come as soon as you can.
Jan: I’m sorry. I have to go.
Joaquin: But you said you’d spend the whole day with me today…
Sharon: Joaquin… your father has an important job.
Joaquin: It’s okay… even I know that Papa’s a busy person.
Jan: Joaquin, until I come home, I want you to think about what kind of house would be good for Nex.
Joaquin: A house for Nex…?
Jan: Yeah. On my next day off we’ll go to Archon and buy the materials to make a doghouse for him.
Joaquin: Really? ...Promise?
Jan: This time I won’t let you down.
Sharon: That call from Mr. McCallum… he didn’t sound quite right.
Jan: Yeah. I thought so too.
Sharon: I have a bad feeling about this… Please take care of yourself.
Jan: Don’t worry… I’ll be back tonight.