"That's it!" Torres roared, throwing her wrench to the ground with a loud clatter. "That meddling Borg bitch has screwed with my engines for the last time!"
"B'Elanna," Janeway said warningly as Torres fumbled under her console for a phaser. "You'd better calm--"
Her words were cut off when Torres fired the phaser right into her chest. Janeway slumped to the ground, unconscious.
"Poor Captain," Torres murmured, gazing at the fallen woman. "She's emotionally enslaved you for too long..."
With a new resolve, Torres marched through the corridors to astrometrics.
She stormed into Seven of Nine's domain, and Seven straightened and gazed at her haughtily.
Without a word, Torres blew her head off.