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Transporter Accident
By Queen Selenay
Rated: PG13
Kathryn glanced over her shoulder, and put on an extra burst of speed as she saw how much the Kytani dogs had gained. Any second now, she and Chakotay should get beyond the intereference and contact Voyager, where they could hopefully sort all of this out. How were they to know that picking a Yulilap flower, the holy flower to the Kytani religion, would result in a death sentence? Kathryn and Chakotay has been on their way to meet the Kytani ambassador, to negotiate for trade, when Chakotay had noticed the a bunch of the pretty little flowers growing beside the road. Picking one, he presented it to Kathryn with a mock bow. Scarcely a minute later, a pack of a dozen dogs and twenty armed guards had been sent after them, and they'd managed to pick up the gist of their offense from the angry yelling of the guards. It hadn't taken them long to realize they had to run for their life.
With the dogs nipping at their heels, the two Starfleet finally cleared the protective shielding around the Kytani capital. Desperately slapping her commbadge, she called for an emergency beamout.
The response was not long in coming. "Captain, we've been experiencing some power fluctuations with the transporters. They're operational, but we can't guarantee your safety until they are repaired. Anything could happen," Ensign Kim reported.
Kathryn took one last glance at the monstrous dogs and their razor sharp teeth. "Mr. Kim, I believe we'll take our chances with the transporter. It certainly can't be any worse than what's going on down here!"
"Acknowledged. Initiating transport."
Relief surged through Kathryn as she was enveloped by the familiar sensation of the transporter beam, although a tinge of anxiety about the power fluctuations tainted that relief. The transport lasted a few seconds longer than usual, but it didn't feel as though something had gone seriously wrong.
Until Janeway materialized on the transporter pad, and noticed that it felt distinctly cooler than normal. The Ensign manning the transporter gave a strangled gasping cough-like sound, and stared at the floor, his cheeks turning an interesting shade of red. Confused, Kathryn looked down at herself, and noticed that although she and the Commander had been beamed up in one piece, their clothing had not. They were both stark nude.
Blushing an even brighter shade of red that poor Ensign Johanassen had, Kathryn crossed her arms over chest to try to hide her breasts from view. Unfortunately, there was nothing she could do to protect her nether regions from Chakotay's frank and appraising gaze. "Commander," Kathryn tried to stay the word sternly, but in her state of embarrassment it sounded more like a plea than a command.
"What?" Chakotay asked mischeiviously, and evil grin upon his face.
Kathryn looked down at the transporter pad to compose herself, then took a deep breath and lifted her chin up, to glare at Chakotay eye to eye. However, her eyes never met their destination, for on the way up, they happened to notice a rather...interesting portion of the Commander's anatomy and lingered there for awhile. Chakotay was rather well-endowed in that area, and Kathryn licked her suddenly too-dry lips nervously. If she had only known what she'd been missing...
"See something you like, hmm?" Chakotay asked, raising an eyebrow Vulcan-style.
That remark snapped her out of her daze, and her cheeks flushed an even darker red, whether from anger or more embarrassment Chakotay couldn't tell. Most likely, a mixture of the two. "The only thing I'd like, Commander, is to get the hell out of here. What are we doing just standing here like idiots without our clothes on? Ensign," Kathryn snapped, turning to Johanassen, who had his face buried in his hands, and would probably never get over the shock of seeing his Captain in the nude. "Beam me and the Commander to our quarters. I'm definitely not going out in the corridors like this," she said, indicating her nude state, "and traumatize any more poor crewmen. Or turn them on, either," Janeway finished, shooting a look at Chakotay that would have melted dilithium.
Johanassen nodded, but when one is in a state of shock, embarrassment and nervousness, one can hardly be expected to perform a delicate operation such as a site-to-site transport correctly. Fingers fumbling, instead of sending the Captain and Commander to their respective quarters, Johanassen instead sent them both to the Captain's, just inches from her bed.
Being a normal man, Chakotay did what any normal man would do when presented with a naked--and beautiful!--woman and a bed. He kissed her. Kathryn stiffened, then responded with equal passion as she realized that there was no way they could possibly go back to their former relationship so they might as well go forward.
Besides, Chakotay looked too damn good to pass up.
The End
Paris will be forced to eat leola root stew  times this season!
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