Title: Like a Baby
Series: Star Trek: Voyager
Author: Singing Violin
Rating: K
Keywords: Janeway/Chakotay friendship, WAFFy
Summary: Janeway falls asleep while working late during "Resolutions". Chakotay catches her. What will he do? What about next time?
Disclaimer: TPTB own them, but they didn't do what I wanted with them, so I'm borrowing them for a bit. I'll give them back when I'm done.
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Archiving: Anywhere.

CHAPTER 1

New Earth. Four weeks after the departure of Voyager.

"Kathryn?" Chakotay called into the darkness, softly. There was no response. She couldn't possibly still be awake, could she? He tiptoed into the common room. He had said goodnight to her hours ago, but she'd said she had some work to do, that she'd go to bed when she was done. He'd smiled and bid her farewell, for he was exhausted.

In truth, although he was exhausted, he was worried about his captain's workaholic attitude. They had a chance to settle and make a life for themselves, and yet she insisted upon tirelessly trying to find a cure. He doubted she was going to be successful. If anyone could find a cure, it was Kathryn, but given how hard she and the rest of the crew had worked before they'd left, without making any progress, he was ready to focus efforts on building a life on New Earth.

Too worried about the captain to sleep, he'd settled in his room and read, and before he knew it, it was 0200. He'd never heard her get up.

As he stepped around the corner, he winced at the bright light. But as his eyes adjusted, a grin played at his lips. There was the captain, slumped over the desk, fast asleep.

Briefly, he thought about the cruel tricks he could play on her, college-level pranks. She was so cute, with that bit of drool dribbling out of her mouth onto the PADD on the table, no doubt having been gently dropped there as she nodded off. How angry she'd be if she woke up with her cheek glued to that PADD. It would certainly be unwise to anger his only companion here, but still…it was an amusing thought. He wondered whether she'd really be angry, or whether she'd be as amused as he would.

He decided not to risk it. Quietly stepping over to her, he placed his hand on her cheek, caressing it with his thumb. "Kathryn," he cooed.

She jumped awake, her head rising from the table abruptly. "Oh, Chakotay," she said sleepily, "I must have fallen asleep."

He couldn't resist. "Here, allow me," he said, as his thumb wiped away the bit of drool on the side of her chin. Her hand went to her mouth, and her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as her blue eyes opened wider than he'd ever seen them.

He laughed. "It's okay, Kathryn. You should go to bed. It's 0200 and we need to be up early to plant in the garden."

She smiled at him, one of those genuine appreciative smiles he almost never saw. It warmed his heart from the inside. He offered her a hand, and she took it, rising from the table. "Thank you," she said, sincerely, "good night."

He nodded as she disappeared into her bedroom.