PART TWO
Rated NC 17
An hour passed before Chakotay heard the knock at his door. He opened it, quickly ushering in his guest, setting down the basket she carried and sweeping her into his arms in a crushing bear hug.
"What took you so long?" He put her back on the floor.
"I wanted to be completely sure no one was going to hail us---for any reason. In fact any one trying to hail us will have to go through Tuvok first."
"And what does Tuvok think of this? What did you tell him?"
"The truth. I told him I was coming down here to be with you and didn't want to be disturbed unless there was an extreme emergency." She laughed at the shocked look on his face. "Tuvok's 138 years old; I think he can handle the truth."
"I'm sure he can. I'm just shocked you told him."
"I love you and I'm not denying it any more ---not to you ---not to myself --- not to Tuvok --not to anyone."
"So you plan on being open about this?" He watched her carefully, she gave him a smile and rolled her eyes.
"OK, so I don't intend to open a channel and broadcast, but I won't hide -- if someone finds out ---they find out --that's all." She reached her arms around his neck. "OK with you?"
"Fine." He kissed her, then moved over to sit on the couch. "I wish I had seen Tuvok's face when you told him. How did he take it?"
"OK. It's not like he hasn't been waiting for this." She laughed at the smirk on his face. "Gods, what did you expect?"
"I don't know ---I just can't picture the whole thing --- you looking at that straight Vulcan face and -- and saying--what? I can't..." He just laughed and shook his head.
"Tuvok is my friend -- it wasn't that hard. Not like I marched in and said 'Now listen up Tuvok--I've been trying to fuck my first officer for weeks now and somebody interrupts every time, so I'm going down to the surface to jump him and I would really appreciate if you would keep everybody away!'"
"Kathryn --such talk!" He laughed taking her into his arms and pulling her close. "Do you eat with that mouth?"
"Hummm -- depends on who's on the menu."
"Kathryn!" He held her at arms length. "I can't believe you said that!"
"Beginning to think you don't know me as well as you thought you did?"
"Just not as well as I'm going to." He drew her back covering her mouth with his, easing her lips apart tasting, exploring.
She laid back on the couch drawing him down with her, hands caressing, exploring softly, gentle at first, growing in intensity with the kiss. His hand slid between them cupping her breast, she arched her back moaning into his mouth. Gentle caresses and moans rapidly grew into groping and gasps and she pushed at his shoulders to move them back to a sitting position. Never breaking the kiss. she straddled him, fingers working the fasteners on his shirt, pushing it off his shoulders, kissing a path across his jaw, neck, returning to capture his mouth. His hands sought the edge of her tunic moving up her back to unclasp her bra, one hand returning to cup her breast, gently rolling her nipple with his fingers. She broke the kiss sitting up and yanking the tunic over her head. As she did this his mouth claimed a taut nipple and she gasped arching her back allowing him full access. Suddenly, she pulled away to remove her leggings. Sliding them and her panties down her legs, slowly, she smiled as she watched him watch her. He reached his hands out toward her and she grasped them pulling him to his feet and kissing him as her fingers worked the fasteners on his trousers.
Kissing her way down his neck and chest, nipping. licking, suckling erect nipples, she formed a line of moist open kisses across his stomach, as she lowered herself before him. She trailed her hands over his hips and down his thighs, he could feel her warm breath as her fingers closed around him, guiding him toward her moist lips. She looked up at him, he watched her glide her tongue over the tip, savoring his salty moisture. She drew her tongue along the underside, soft swirling strokes, light nips --he gasped, closing his eyes as she focused her attention, sucking, running her tongue along him, tracing his weeping slit. As the soft moisture of her lips closed around him, her mouth enveloping him, his head fell back a groan emerging from deep in his throat. Continuing her delicious assault, she reached between his legs, cupping, massaging then running her nails lightly down his inner thigh and back, he shuddered when a finger drew a light line between his cheeks. He moved against her, fingers tangled in her hair, as she took in as much of him as she could, and then more. His breathing ragged, his legs weakening, he reached down and brought her back to the feet.
Tasting himself in her mouth, he lifted her and carried her to the bed. He laid her gently across the bed, standing back to gaze at her. Hair mussed, lips slightly swollen, her chest rising and falling with ragged breaths, she looked more beautiful than he had ever seen her.
"Chakotay." It was a husky whisper as she reached for him and her bent to her, placing light kissed across her face and neck.
"Lie back." He gently avoided her grasp and sat back on his heals, watching her. "Let me enjoy you."
He ran his hands over her shoulders and down her arms, watching her reactions as he brought them up her sides and across her chest. When his palms crossed her nipples, she arched her back moaning quietly. He rolled an erect nipple between his fingers and she pushed her breasts into his hands. He moved his hands down her stomach and across her hips. She groaned as she raised her hips and spread her legs. He bent to capture her nipple with his lips, sucking, gently grazing, his fingers gently reaching into her moist folds, she gasped arching toward him. Pressing her thighs farther apart, his fingers spread her lips and his tongue sought to taste her.
"Godd--ohhhh--yessss." She cried out clutching at him as he ran his tongue the length of her inner lips, then nipping, sucking, swirling his way to her hot center. His lips closed around her most sensitive nerves as two fingers entered her. She sucked in her breath sharply. His one hand spread across her stomach in an effort to hold her still, she writhed beneath him, gasping. He raised his head to watch her, as his fingers plunged into her, thumb stroking her clitoris, she thrust against his hand, whimpering, moaning, crying out. "Ohhhh---Ahh-god ---Chakotaaaay." Her body convulsed, her inner muscles clenching his fingers. Her hands grasped and groped the sheets at her side, her head thrown back as he watched the waves of pleasure crash over her.
As her body stilled, he moved up to hold her, kissing her face, gently stroking her. She opened her eyes smiling at him. Drawing him down and kissing him. Hands sliding over taut muscles, caressing, stroking, kissing, savoring the taste of one another, a quick intake of breath, when her fingers closed around him. Rolling her beneath him, he moved between open thighs, his mouth sucking a taut nipple, she arched, trying to draw him near. He raised up lifting her hips to him, he slid one finger along her and she shuddered. He lowered himself to her sliding his length along her, opening her to him, he positioned himself just outside her opening and stilled. She opened her eyes.
"I love you." He smiled down at her, holding her eyes as he slowly entered her. He withdrew, almost fully and slowly entered her again.
"Love you." She gasped as she thrust up to meet him, wrapping her legs around him and plunging him into her. He established a rhythm and she meet him thrust for thrust, grinding her body against his. "Ahhhh--yesssss." She clucthed at him, racking her nails down his back. "Fuck me Chakotay---yessss --harder--god--yessss--ohh." She dug her nails into him, pressing her heals into his ass, screaming his name as her body spasmed and her inner muscles gripped him.
He grabbed her hips, slammed into her with several short thrusts. Her name became a deep guttural cry as her joined her spasming deep within her and collapsing on her -gasping for breath
"Chakotay." She gently pushed at his shoulders. "I can't breath."
"Sorry." He rolled them on their sides. "You took all my strength." He gasped, still trying to catch is breath.
"Gods, I hope not --- we have a lot of time to make up for."
"We have time--have mercy, I'm an old man."
"Oh please." She ran her hand down his chest and reached up to softly kiss him. "Can't feed me that one -- not after that performance."
"Happy to be of service." He touched her face --he smiled. "Tell me somthing, how good is the sound proofing in the crew quarters?"
"Probably not good enough."
She laughed. "I never considered that a problem before."
.
"Well consider it-- you
are--surprisingly vocal."
"Complaining already?"
"NO--oh god no--It's wonderful to be appreciated." He grinned at her. "You just surprised me --not only what you say--but how loud you say it." He leaned over and kissed her. "Actually, I find it very exciting."
"I find you extremely exciting and I'm not finished with you tonight." She kissed him and sat up. "So, I think we better investigate that picnic basket and have some dinner --- must keep your strength up."
She left him and rummaged through her bag, which ironically he had B'Elanna carry down for her. She pulled out a short robe and slipped it on. She went to the basket and spread their dinner on the low table, she poured them each a wine and returned to the bed, handing him a glass.
"To beginnings--to us." She raised her glass to his.
"To our future." He touched her glass and they drank together.
As they ate dinner it began to rain, it started as a light gentle rain and rapidly escalated into a ferocious storm. Thunder crashed and the night sky was brilliantly white with lightning, the rain pounded with periods of hail and strong gusts of wind. She moved to the window to watch the amazing atmospheric display. He stood behind her, wrapping his arms around her.
"It's beautiful -- isn't it?" She leaned back resting against his chest.
"Quite a display--reminds me of home."
"Hummm, I love to watch a good storm." She snuggled back further. "From some place safe and warm." She turned in his arms. "Like your arms."
They made love on the floor under the windows, lighting flashing above them. He woke a short time later, the storm was much worse, it was colder in the room. He picked her up and moved her to the bed. She opened her eyes smiling into his chest as she curled into him. He pulled the blankets over them, kissing the top of her head as her surrounded her with his arms. He was drifting into a peaceful sleep when her fingers began to trace delicate lines down his body.
"Go to sleep. What are you doing?" He jumped as she crossed a sensitive spot.
"Touching you." As she said it her warm breath crossed his body causing a shiver.
"Woman, is there no satisfying you?" He patted her bottom. "Go to sleep."
"You sleep --- I'm very happy doing this." Her fingers moved down his side barely touching him.
"I need sleep ---how can I sleep with you doing that?" He grabbed one hand to stop it and looked down at her. "I can't keep up with you." He laughed at the pouting expression on her face.
"Bet you can." She smiled, wrapping her hand around his growing erection. "What have we here?" She moved down taking him into her mouth.
"Gods, Kat ----you're gonna kil...." He gasped as she grazed him with gentle teeth.
"Want me to stop?" She purred, the vibration of her voice causing him to moan. "Hummm---should I?"
"Bitch --god.." He grunted, when she released him moving up next to him. "Wannna play --- do you?"
He grabbed her rolling her on her back, forcing her arms above her head and attacking her breasts with his mouth, while his knees forced her legs apart. She struggled and fought the restraint. They rolled and tumbled, groping, gasping, each trying to control the other. In the end he had her pinned beneath him. As she begged for completion, he continued to tease her until his own need grew uncontrollable. He took her fast and hard, slamming into her, grabbing her hips in a grip he knew would leave her bruised and still she begged for more. Crying out in release, they fell together in a heap of heaving, sweating flesh.
B'Elanna and Tom stood outside the door. B'Elanna put her finger to her lips as Jenny and Harry ran up next to them. The noises coming from the room obviously indicated that Chakotay wasn't alone.
"Great, some time for him to get lucky!" Harry growled and B'Elanna shushed him. "What now?"
"Not much we can do but wait -- where else are we gonna go?" She sat on the wet porch as far back against the wall as possible, trying to keep out of the driving rain.
The others joined her, covering their ears, when the sounds from inside grew louder. They were cold and wet and tired. All any one of them wanted was to be dry and sleep, but they had no place to go--but here and so they waited for the quiet. Every time they thought it was safe to knock, it would start all over again.
"God, he's and old man. He can't keep this up all night --can he!?" Tom was not one to begrudge any man a little indulgence, but damn it was cold.
"What the hell you looking at me for --- how should I know?" B'Elanna whispered back a little too defensively.
"It was a rhetorical question B'E --relax." Tom put his arm around her and she rested her head on his shoulder.
They concentrated on trying to stay warm, the four of them huddled on the porch, in the rain. After what seemed an eternity, it grew still inside and Tom nudged B'Elanna.
"Hey, think it's safe?"
"I hope so." She got up and knocked on the door. "Chak -- Chak are you awake?" She listened and heard movement and muffled voices inside. "Chak --let me in --it's B'Elanna ---Chak, please it's cold."
"B'Ella? What are you doing here? What's wrong?" She could hear him come closer to the door.
"Chak ---we can't get back to the ship ---it's freezing out here--please let us in."
"I'm coming B'Ella." The door opened. "Who's with you?" He stepped back and let the four of them in.
"Sorry, transporters are down due to the storm -- everything is closed. We had no place else to go."
"It's OK. Come in here before you freeze."
The room had only a dim light, the bed was rumpled, but empty. On the other side of the room was a couch and chair with a low table, two wine glasses and a half empty bottle. There was another bed, not as large as the one Chakotay was using, but warm and inviting just the same. They looked around --no one was visible.
"Chak, I'm really sorry. I didn't know what else to do --- no place.." B'Elanna continued to apologize.
"It's OK, don't worry about it." He watched them and knew what they were looking for. "She's in the bathroom."
"Hey man, sorry--this is really good of you." Tom peeled off his shirt and was removing his equally wet shoes.
"No problem. I'll find
something dry for you guys," He found them each something dry to
put on, B'Elanna noticed the small size of the sweats he gave her -- definitely
not his. "She'll be out in a minute, you can change in there."
He nodded toward the bathroom.
"This is really decent of you big guy. Sorry to interrupt, we really owe you for this one." Tom gave him a smirk . "I'll tell you what -- I won't even mention your visitor to the Captain, when we get back."
"Mighty big of you,Tom." Chakotay kept his face neutral, until he saw the bathroom door open, spilling light into the room.
"Just what is it you're not telling the Captain, Mr. Paris?" The familiar voice came out of the bright light.
"Captain!?" Harry asked, his jaw dropping. "OH gods!"
Tom stood with his mouth open, Jenny laughed and B'Elanna ducked into the bathroom and closed the door.
"Close your mouth and get out of those wet clothes -- I can't have my entire senior staff getting sick." She crossed the room and sat on the bed. "There is only one other bed and the couch, I did find some extra blankets and a few pillows, however." She slipped under the covers and B'Elanna opened the door to shed light on her milky white shoulders as she slipped off the robe and it fell to the floor. "Please forgive me for not being more sociable, but I seem to be exhausted."
"No wonder." Tom mumbled and B'Elanna punched his arm.
Jenny came out of the bathroom and Tom went in. B'Elanna and Jenny decided that Tom and B'Elanna would take the other bed and Jenny and Harry the couch. B'Elanna pulled the covers back and sat on the bed. Chakotay sat facing her on the other bed.
"Just how long have you guys been outside?"
"Forever." She rolled her eyes.
"I thought we would die out there." Jenny chimed in and Chakotay could imagine Katrhyn cringing. "we tried to sleep but it was.." Harry grabbed her arm and she stopped.
"But what Jenny?" Kathryn asked without turning to face them.
"Cold --yeah, wet and cold." She shrugged behind Kathryn's back.
"Yeah, wet, cold and very, very noisy." Tom joined in the conversation as he came back into the room.
"Well let's see if we can have some quiet now and all get some sleep." Kathryn said as sternly as she could, with a hidden grin on her face.
"I can---if you can." Tom replied climbing into bed next to B'Elanna.
"Good night, Tom." Kathryn could no longer contain her laughter. "Gods, 'good night Tom?!' How low have I sunk?
Chakotay climbed in next to her, drawing her back against his chest. She snuggled back close to him and he hoped she was as relaxed as she seemed. They knew this wouldn't be a secret for long, but they had hoped for a little longer than the few hours privacy they got. Harry came out and it was once again completely dark in the room.
Kathryn shifted in his arms, turning to face him, she snuggled up to his chest and he could feel her warm even breathing. After a while he could hear Tom's light snoring and the even breathing around the room.
"Kathryn?" He whispered to see if she was awake.
"Hummm." She mumbled into his chest.
"You OK?"
She pulled her head back and smiled at him. "Yes." She reached her hand up to his face then gently brought his lips to hers. She settled back against him. "I love you." He could feel her words across his chest.
"I love you" He whispered against her hair and kissed her head.
Morning arrived, but the weather had not improved -- if anything it was worse. Kathryn woke first and when she stirred, Chakotay opened his eyes.
"Morning." She whispered, remembering their company.
"Morning." He smiled and pulled her close, kissing her lightly.
She pressed the full length of her naked body against him and he groaned. He ran his hands down her back, reaching her bottom he pressed her even closer. She could feel his stiffness and he gasped when she grasped him through his boxers. He brought one hand up between them, cupping her breast as he captured her mouth for a more urgent kiss. When his mouth found it's way to her erect nipple and his hand ran down across her stomach, she moaned and arched toward him. She pulled back and sat up, grabbing her robe off the floor.
"Come on." She tugged at him to follow her.
Quietly, they tiptoed across the room and into the bathroom. She set the shower and dropped her robe to the floor. She stepped forward and in one motion pulled his boxers down to his feet and fell to her knees. As she grasped him, he could feel her hot breath cross his body, her tongue circled and gently stroked the tip. When she took him fully into her mouth he groaned and an involunatry shudder passed through him. He savored the sensations caused by the rich velvet moisture of her mouth, his fingers tangled in her hair, thrusting gently against her.
His breathing grew ragged, he moaned when she released him and stood before him, capturing his mouth. She steped back into the shower, taking him with her into the warm cascade. Making a soapy lather she massaged him with warm bubbles, running slick palms over his chest and down his stomach. She carefully lathered his thighs, moving down one leg and up the other. Maneuvering behind him she soaped his shoulders and back, easing soapy hands over his hips and buttocks. Slipery fingers reaching between his legs massaging, drawing a delicated line between his cheeks caused him to suck in his breath sharply.
Turning and raising her up he captured her mouth, taking the soap and drawing lazy circles down her back. He turned her back against him, his mouth sought the tender spot behind her ear and his hands massaged soapy peaks over her breasts. She leaned into him grinding back against him, soft moans escaping as he continued to lather her body. He let the soap slip from his fingers, the warm water rinsing the, he moved his hands over her stomach, she flinched slightly as he crossed over her hip. He turned her, kneeling to kiss the darkened hand prints, so evident on her pale skin. She leaned back against the wall tilting her hips and spreading her legs. He ran his hands up the inside of her thighs, lightly caressing her swollen lips. He kissed them softly, his tongue extending to gently explore her depths. She arched, a gasp escaping as his mouth closed around her engorged and tender bud and his fingers gently entered her. Thrusting against him she bit her fist to keep from crying out, as he expertly worked her into a frenzy.
"Chakotay --- please." It was a hoarse whisper as she tugged his shoulders.
He stood and lifted her, she wrapped her legs around him and he covered her mouth with his, stiffling her cries as he entered her. Leaning her back against the wall he used her bruised hips to hold her. She steadied herself with her hands on his shoulders, grinding against him, as she struggled to meet his thrusts. She gasped, throwing her head back into the wall, then leaned forward sinking her teeth into his shoulder as her body convulsed around him. He cried out shoving her hard against the wall, as he thrust deeply and stilled- exploding within her.
Slowly, catching her breath-she lowered her legs and he placed her back on her feet. She leaned against him, just letting the water flow over them.
"You might kill me." He chuckled holding her close.
"You're not the one who's black and blue."
"You asked for it."
"I did!?" She stepped back and shook her head, laughing. "I guess I did--didn't I?"
They stood under the warm water a while longer and then there was a loud thumping on the door.
"Come on you two, some of us need to use that room for it's intended purpose." Tom called through the door.
"Keep your shirt on Paris we're coming." Chakotay called back climbing out and grabbing two towels.
"Again!? Gods don't you two ever stop?!"
As they dried off, they examined the bruises on her hips, the bump on her head, the puncture marks and bruise where she bit his shoulder and the deep gourge marks in his back from her nails.
"Didn't think to pack a dermal regenerator." He shook his head at her. "I had no idea you were this violent."
"I had help --besides..." She pulled on her robe and moved into his arms. "I never knew either."
"Oh, you don't make a habit of violent sex?"
"No-- as I recall-- I've always been quite demure. No one else ever drove me to violence." She stood on her toes and kissed him and Tom pounded on the door.
"Please, I'm gonna burst out here."
"At ease, Ensign." She opened the door and stepped out. "It's all yours."
Everyone else was awake and they all waited for the bathroom, althought Tom was the only one with nerve enough to bang on the door. Jenny had discovered the coffee pot and forever endeared herself to the Captain by handing her a cup when she came out.
"Thank you, Jenny." She turned to Chakotay. "Now there's a bright girl."
"Bucking for promotion, are you Jenny?" B'Elanna teased.
"Just want to make it back to the ship in one piece.: She retorted, than quickly added. "No offense Captain."
"She is a bright girl.---maybe I should make you coffee." Chakotay teased.
"Won't help your problem." B'Elanna snickered. "And they say Klingons are aggressive."
"OK, Harry, it's your turn --- you haven't taken a shot at me yet." Kathryn put her hands on her hips and quicly removed them; Chakotay snickered.
"Captain-- I---I.." Harry stammered with bright crimson cheeks, looking up at her then turning away.
"Never mind Harry---that was quite enough." She turned to Jenny. "Jenny, you were in there, so do we have anything for breakfast?" She joined Jenny in taking stock of their food supplies.
"Captain, we have enough food for a week..." She looked up at her. "Not planning on leaving the room?"
"Breakfast, Jenny." Kathryn pushed her toward the kitchenette.
Chakotay stood next to B'Elanna's bed, rummaging through his bag to find something to wear.
"Hey Chak--you didn't say anything." She punched his arm. "How long has this been going on?" She tried to keep her voice low.
"Well, to be honest ---what time is it?" He sat on the bed and smiled at her.
"It's 0700. why?" Then she caught his meaning. "No --you don't mean?" He nodded his head. "This was the first?---ohmygod!" She laughed but truly looked stricken. "God, now I'm really sorry." She spoke loud enough to raise heads across the room. They looked, but no one said anything; Kathryn smiled at them.
"It seems to be our fate. This actually almost started a few weeks ago -- but we were attacked, and then you got sick, and then Carey almost blew us up and by then we were just too god damned tired. Well, at least your timing was a little off last night."
"If I had known, I would have.."
"B'Ella there was nothing else you could have done."
"I know but, I feel bad.."
"Stop feeling sorry for him and come to breakfast -- both of you." Kathryn joined them.
"Captain, I'm sorry.."
"B'Elanna, stop - this is not what any of us planned. We're all here so let's make the best of it -- come on and have some breakfast -- please."
B'Elanna joined the others around the low table for breakfast. Chakotay took Kathryn's hand stopping her from following. He turned her toward him and watched her.
"What?" She smiled at him whispering.
"Just checking ---You're OK?" He glanced at the others and looked back at her.
"I've been better -- but yes- I'm OK. This is not quite what I had in mind -- but maybe it's better this way -- certainly won't be a secret for long." She bent and kissed him and he pulled her down on his lap.
"Hey, you two--get a room-for gods sakes." Tom called across the room.
"This is our room." Kathryn yelled back.
"Oh, yeah forgot---carry on."
They all laughed, although Harry still blushed. Giving up, they joined the others for breakfast and lunch and dinner. Finally around noon on the second day the weather broke allowing the ship to contact them.
"Tuvok to Janeway." It wasn't very clear, but they could understand it.
"Janeway here." She finally found her comm badge.
"Captain, I apologize for bothering you, but this is the first time in days we have had communications and there are some crewmen I can't locate."
"Let me guess---Ensigns Delaney, Kim, Paris and Lieutenant Torres."
"Yes, Captain, that is correct -- do you know something about them?"
"I have them all right here -- have had them for days."
"Most inconvient. I shall have transporters in less than an hour and should be able to relieve you of them then."
"We are all due back today anyway. Let me know when you can transport."
"Aye Captain, but Captain--under the circumstances --I believe it advisable that you remain planetside while we prepare Voyager to depart."
"Thank you, Mr. Tuvok --- but we will all Transport --just let me know when you are ready --Janeway out."
"Captain, I wish you would stay another day. I really feel bad for barging in like this." Tom spoke as they cleaned and packed up, this time without his customary smirk.
"Thank you, Tom---but we are due back and we really should be going. It will be alright." She whirled around and looked at him. "If you really feel bad---you could refrain from broadcasting anything you might have seen or---heard."
"Ahhh, Captain--have faith--I wouldn't do that." He smirked again. "That is for my own private fantasy collection."
"Boy, we collected enough material to fuel my fantasies for a year." Harry gasped, turning red again.
"Bridge duty will never be the same." Chakotay came up and put his arms around her. "Kathryn." He leaned in and kissed her. "Welcome to our new life."
"Gods, just hearing that name is gonna do it for me." Harry groaned and rolled his eyes at Tom. "I never heard anyone call her that.
"Jesus Harry--- what the hell did you think he would call her?" Tom shook his head "Can't call her Captain in bed for gods sakes."
"Tuvok to Janeway"
"Thank god!" She glared at the two ensigns. "Janeway here."
"Captain, we are ready to transport, however there is a problem with the buffers and it will be necessary for us to bring you back two at a time."
"Understood, Mr. Tuvok. We are ready when you are."
The first to disappear were Jenny and Harry. The others waited a few minutes and nothing happened.
"Janeway to Voyager." There was some static then a response.
"Tuvok.....stand by...Captain.." The transmission was broken up by static. Then Tom and B'Elanna shimmered and disappeared.
Several minutes passed, Kathryn tried to contact the ship--no response. Finally Tuvok called."
"Voyager...Captain.transporter..B'Elann..work..out."
They waited about an hour and then another static transmission.
"Capt...transport..dow..twenty...forty" Tuvok's voice was very broken up . After a few minutes it cleared up to be at least understandable. "Sorry Captain, transporters are down---B'Elanna advises me it will take at least twenty four to forty eight hours to safely transport."
"Understood--Janeway out." She smiled as she turned to Chakotay. "Very cleaver---our crew."
"And obviously instigated by Tuvok--he might be alright after all, that Vulcan." He put his arms around her. "Guess we're stuck here ---just you and me."
"What are we gonna do?" She turned in his arms, running her fingers through his hair.
"We'll think of something." He bent to kiss her, but was stilled by the familiar whine of the transporter.
They just stared at one another shocked. Then something materialized on the table. They went to investigate and found a dermal regenerater. They laughed.
The End.