Disclaimer: ST: VOY is not mine.
Author's Note: I'm pissed at this mountain of schoolwork and needed a ficlet to cool my angry blood before bed. It was therapeutic writing. Based on a fiddle by Tachyon which can be found here: http : / / i228. photobucket. com / albums / ee2 / kejaneway / goodbye .jpg (omit the spaces to see it)
Twelve Words
By mistress amethyst une
Part 1: His
The warmth of Kathryn's kiss lingers on my cheek. So does the sting of Seven's slap… it's over. It's all over. I'm alone now. I deserve to be.
"Good luck, Commander."
Those were not the three words I expected to hear when she first kissed me. Neither did I expect that kiss to be the chaste one she left on my cheek. We'd just arrived on Earth and the ship was being shut down. I was in Astrometrics with Seven, doing final checks. That's when she did it. Left a warm kiss on my cheek, wished me luck, and walked off. Damn her…
"We are done."
And those were Seven's three words to me when she left me in Arizona after she slapped me. Again, not the three words I wanted to hear. By the way, before you go judging her, let it be known that she had good reason to give me a thwack. Heck, she should have used me as a punching bag. Let's just say it's difficult to forgive your boyfriend for constantly calling you by another woman's name.
"I missed you."
I tell Kathryn this over a communications channel. My three words. Her image smiles smugly.
"Missed you too."