Star Trek: Voyager: Crashing Shuttles (Part 3/3)
Title: Crashing Shuttles
Author: Me
Warnings: None
Rating: PG, cause I don't believe that there is any cussing in this one...
Characters: Janeway, Chakotay
Pairing: Janeway/Chakotay
The last installment! *Rejoicing in a finished fic*
Once her duty shift had ended, Janeway made for her quarters immediately. The Doctor had assured her that it would still be a few more hours until he was done with Chakotay, but at the same time, she didn't want to be sidetracked in the mess hall or the holodeck, where he might accidentally find her. At the moment, she doubted if she could even face him after her little outburst. It was overemotional, it was unprofessional.
She entered her quarters making sure to put it under a security lock to make sure no one could bypass the door or force their way in. She did not want to see anyone, much less Chakotay. Kathryn wanted to think, without any interruptions.
"Coffee, black." she ordered from the replicator. Once it materialized in the tray, she lifted up the steaming cup and brought it to the sofa. She sat down wearily, and took a sip of the rejuvinating liquid.
Why had she said that? Why had she simply just blurted out the truth? THat was on the list of never-reveal-to-anyone, and it was practically number one. Chakotay had been in worse scapes than this. Why was this the one to set her off?
It didn't matter. She had said it, and there was no way to erase it. of course, with their luck, they would run into a temporal anomaly and time would rewind, making sure they would either forget all about it, or end up going through that horrifically awkward conversation again.
She hadn't meant to say it. She never wanted to, and yet Kathryn had become so damned worked up about it! It was idiotic.
But right now, she didn't have to worry about Chakotay. This right now, here in her quarters, was meant to relax her, to calm her down as well as pick her up. Thank God for the wonders of coffee.
"Coffee, black, two sugars." said the familiar, calm voice. THe replicator lit up in the dark, shining upon the handsome face of her first officer. No, why was she thinking handsome? That wasn't like her at all!
A more pressing matter was upon her, though, and she quickly set her coffee down harder than she had intended and stood up.
"And just how the hell did you enter into my quarters?" Kathryn demanded harshly. Chakotay shrugged guiltily. "I might have dismissed myself out of sickbay a little early."
"How the hell did you get past the Doctor?" she asked incredulously. He grinned, a mischievious twinkle in his eye.
"When the Doc gets wrapped up in his program in Holodeck Two, it gets pretty damn easy to convince him that he can go play and that I'll be 'fine'." He admitted.
"That doesn't explain how you were able to sneak into my quarters without my knowing. I would have heard the door open."
"No, not quite. I was already in here for a good fifteen minutes before you showed up. You were the one who game me the override codes to your quarters, remember?"
"So you camped out in my bedroom then?" she quirked an eyebrow.
"Well, the Doc did tell me to stay lying down. Just following his orders." The laughing quality was back in his voice as he sat down in the chair across from her. An awkward, unfulfilled silence sat betwene them, and neither had any inclination of breaching it just yet. Janeway kept her eyes on her drink, watching the thing tendril of steam rise from the hot liquid. How did one start?
The entire scenario she had worked out in her head in preparation for this confrontation flew out the nearest airlock as soon as Chakotay had made his prescense known. If sh ewas going to fix this, Kathryn was going to be flying the the skin of her teeth.
"Well, if you're confused about this whole thing, that takes a burden off my mind..." Chakotay supplied albeit unhelpfully, rubbing his head where the Doctor had just finished repairing the damage. He looked at Kathryn intently.
She sighed, and set her cup down on the end table.
"Chakotay...what I said in Sickbay...It was a complete lack of judgement on my part. I was...just so frustrated at losing another shuttle, that I didn't think about what I was saying."
"Losing the shuttle?"
"Yes. I always send you off in a shuttle with some trepidation, because I'm pretty sure Tuvok calculated the percentage of it never coming back at 72.35%."
Chakotay laughed, and Kathryn watched the familiar wrinkle of his eyes light up his entire face. If she could just listen to that man's laugh constantly, things in the Delta Quadrent wouldn't seem so damn hopeless.
"Well, I guess Tuvok would know then, huh?" The smile remained in his voice, bringing a different sort of light to the dimmed quarters. Janeway hid her own grin in her coffee.
A much more companionable quiet overtook the room, and Kathryn hoped that her humor had dissipated the question that had been in Chakotay's eyes. When she looked up at him, though, his smile had fallen. She swallowed.
"So you weren't worried about me?" he asked quietly.
"What? Chakotay, that wasn't what I meant..."
"I mean, I know you were upset at the shuttle, but-"
"No, listen! You mean a great deal to me! My first officer, my best friend, my confidant..."
Chakotay ran his hand through his finely cut hair.
"Not enough then, huh?" Kathryn flinched at that. "You have Tuvok and the others. You're the captain, and irreplacable. I'm-"
"Stop it, Chakotay." she raised her voice. "You are irreplaceable to this ship, this crew, and me!"
"Oh? So then what you said to me in Sickbay..."
"Wasn't a lie!" She said angrily. One look at Chakotay's almost smug grin shut her mouth though, and colored her face with a blush.
Chakotay chuckled wryly. "Sorry, Kathryn, but you seem to be quite honest when you're defensive."
Kathryn could only shake her head.
"Heh...so it wasn't a lie. You really were worried."
"Well, of course! Where would I be without my trusted friend?" she gave him a small grin.
"Kathryn, I'm not sure trusted friends sleep on their first officer when they're in Sickbay."
Kathryn really did blush there, and even Chakotay seemed a bit uncomfortable.
"Or hold their hand for the entire seven hours they were unconscious..." his voice grew much softer. Kathryn, knowing that she had nowhere to run, stared directly at him. Chakotay stood up from his place across from her and set his coffee aside. Janeway didn't pretend not to notice the slight wince of pain that followed his movements; obviously, he wasn't as fine as he said he was.
Never mind that though. Chakotay was coming around to her chair, his face determined, but gentle. She felt her pulse skyrocket, but kept her face composed as he bent in front of her chair and placed his hands on either side of her, effectivly trapping her in place.
"Kathryn?" his voice was a near whisper, he was so close. She could feel his warm breath on her face.
Right then, she made up her mind. Kathryn stood up, pushing Chakotay away. His kind face, so full of hope and nervousness only a second before fell to one of accepted disappointment.
"I...I'm sorry, Captain..." he ducked his head to hide his face before he gave anything else away.
"I...should get back to sickbay before the Doctor is done with his program in the Holodeck." he murmured, and went to leave.
Janeway's hand on his chest stopped him. He only had a second to look at her in confusion before she had reached an arm around his neck and pulled him into a gentle kiss.
All thought left his mind at his lips meeting hers. Time refused to start up again, and so he let himself be pulled into her embrace and wrapped his own arms around the woman he had fallen for over and over again.
When the Doctor angrily turned on the visual monitor to Janeway's quarters to complain about a certain man, his protests and ramblings died in his throat.
His missing, insubordinate patient was sleeping on the sofa in the middle of the room, with an equally dead-to-the-world starship captain lying on top of him. His arms were wrapped protectively around her, and her hand had worked its way to grasp at the fabric of his uniform jacket.
The Doctor smirked, and with a roll of his eyes, he shut off the monitor.
Author: Me
Warnings: None
Rating: PG, cause I don't believe that there is any cussing in this one...
Characters: Janeway, Chakotay
Pairing: Janeway/Chakotay
The last installment! *Rejoicing in a finished fic*
Once her duty shift had ended, Janeway made for her quarters immediately. The Doctor had assured her that it would still be a few more hours until he was done with Chakotay, but at the same time, she didn't want to be sidetracked in the mess hall or the holodeck, where he might accidentally find her. At the moment, she doubted if she could even face him after her little outburst. It was overemotional, it was unprofessional.
She entered her quarters making sure to put it under a security lock to make sure no one could bypass the door or force their way in. She did not want to see anyone, much less Chakotay. Kathryn wanted to think, without any interruptions.
"Coffee, black." she ordered from the replicator. Once it materialized in the tray, she lifted up the steaming cup and brought it to the sofa. She sat down wearily, and took a sip of the rejuvinating liquid.
Why had she said that? Why had she simply just blurted out the truth? THat was on the list of never-reveal-to-anyone, and it was practically number one. Chakotay had been in worse scapes than this. Why was this the one to set her off?
It didn't matter. She had said it, and there was no way to erase it. of course, with their luck, they would run into a temporal anomaly and time would rewind, making sure they would either forget all about it, or end up going through that horrifically awkward conversation again.
She hadn't meant to say it. She never wanted to, and yet Kathryn had become so damned worked up about it! It was idiotic.
But right now, she didn't have to worry about Chakotay. This right now, here in her quarters, was meant to relax her, to calm her down as well as pick her up. Thank God for the wonders of coffee.
"Coffee, black, two sugars." said the familiar, calm voice. THe replicator lit up in the dark, shining upon the handsome face of her first officer. No, why was she thinking handsome? That wasn't like her at all!
A more pressing matter was upon her, though, and she quickly set her coffee down harder than she had intended and stood up.
"And just how the hell did you enter into my quarters?" Kathryn demanded harshly. Chakotay shrugged guiltily. "I might have dismissed myself out of sickbay a little early."
"How the hell did you get past the Doctor?" she asked incredulously. He grinned, a mischievious twinkle in his eye.
"When the Doc gets wrapped up in his program in Holodeck Two, it gets pretty damn easy to convince him that he can go play and that I'll be 'fine'." He admitted.
"That doesn't explain how you were able to sneak into my quarters without my knowing. I would have heard the door open."
"No, not quite. I was already in here for a good fifteen minutes before you showed up. You were the one who game me the override codes to your quarters, remember?"
"So you camped out in my bedroom then?" she quirked an eyebrow.
"Well, the Doc did tell me to stay lying down. Just following his orders." The laughing quality was back in his voice as he sat down in the chair across from her. An awkward, unfulfilled silence sat betwene them, and neither had any inclination of breaching it just yet. Janeway kept her eyes on her drink, watching the thing tendril of steam rise from the hot liquid. How did one start?
The entire scenario she had worked out in her head in preparation for this confrontation flew out the nearest airlock as soon as Chakotay had made his prescense known. If sh ewas going to fix this, Kathryn was going to be flying the the skin of her teeth.
"Well, if you're confused about this whole thing, that takes a burden off my mind..." Chakotay supplied albeit unhelpfully, rubbing his head where the Doctor had just finished repairing the damage. He looked at Kathryn intently.
She sighed, and set her cup down on the end table.
"Chakotay...what I said in Sickbay...It was a complete lack of judgement on my part. I was...just so frustrated at losing another shuttle, that I didn't think about what I was saying."
"Losing the shuttle?"
"Yes. I always send you off in a shuttle with some trepidation, because I'm pretty sure Tuvok calculated the percentage of it never coming back at 72.35%."
Chakotay laughed, and Kathryn watched the familiar wrinkle of his eyes light up his entire face. If she could just listen to that man's laugh constantly, things in the Delta Quadrent wouldn't seem so damn hopeless.
"Well, I guess Tuvok would know then, huh?" The smile remained in his voice, bringing a different sort of light to the dimmed quarters. Janeway hid her own grin in her coffee.
A much more companionable quiet overtook the room, and Kathryn hoped that her humor had dissipated the question that had been in Chakotay's eyes. When she looked up at him, though, his smile had fallen. She swallowed.
"So you weren't worried about me?" he asked quietly.
"What? Chakotay, that wasn't what I meant..."
"I mean, I know you were upset at the shuttle, but-"
"No, listen! You mean a great deal to me! My first officer, my best friend, my confidant..."
Chakotay ran his hand through his finely cut hair.
"Not enough then, huh?" Kathryn flinched at that. "You have Tuvok and the others. You're the captain, and irreplacable. I'm-"
"Stop it, Chakotay." she raised her voice. "You are irreplaceable to this ship, this crew, and me!"
"Oh? So then what you said to me in Sickbay..."
"Wasn't a lie!" She said angrily. One look at Chakotay's almost smug grin shut her mouth though, and colored her face with a blush.
Chakotay chuckled wryly. "Sorry, Kathryn, but you seem to be quite honest when you're defensive."
Kathryn could only shake her head.
"Heh...so it wasn't a lie. You really were worried."
"Well, of course! Where would I be without my trusted friend?" she gave him a small grin.
"Kathryn, I'm not sure trusted friends sleep on their first officer when they're in Sickbay."
Kathryn really did blush there, and even Chakotay seemed a bit uncomfortable.
"Or hold their hand for the entire seven hours they were unconscious..." his voice grew much softer. Kathryn, knowing that she had nowhere to run, stared directly at him. Chakotay stood up from his place across from her and set his coffee aside. Janeway didn't pretend not to notice the slight wince of pain that followed his movements; obviously, he wasn't as fine as he said he was.
Never mind that though. Chakotay was coming around to her chair, his face determined, but gentle. She felt her pulse skyrocket, but kept her face composed as he bent in front of her chair and placed his hands on either side of her, effectivly trapping her in place.
"Kathryn?" his voice was a near whisper, he was so close. She could feel his warm breath on her face.
Right then, she made up her mind. Kathryn stood up, pushing Chakotay away. His kind face, so full of hope and nervousness only a second before fell to one of accepted disappointment.
"I...I'm sorry, Captain..." he ducked his head to hide his face before he gave anything else away.
"I...should get back to sickbay before the Doctor is done with his program in the Holodeck." he murmured, and went to leave.
Janeway's hand on his chest stopped him. He only had a second to look at her in confusion before she had reached an arm around his neck and pulled him into a gentle kiss.
All thought left his mind at his lips meeting hers. Time refused to start up again, and so he let himself be pulled into her embrace and wrapped his own arms around the woman he had fallen for over and over again.
When the Doctor angrily turned on the visual monitor to Janeway's quarters to complain about a certain man, his protests and ramblings died in his throat.
His missing, insubordinate patient was sleeping on the sofa in the middle of the room, with an equally dead-to-the-world starship captain lying on top of him. His arms were wrapped protectively around her, and her hand had worked its way to grasp at the fabric of his uniform jacket.
The Doctor smirked, and with a roll of his eyes, he shut off the monitor.