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Comment: If you like J/C, read it and tell me what you think, but there's not much to it...
Why not?
"Computer, halt lift!"
Chakotay turned to her with the obvious question on his face. Kathryn stepped closer, but he didn´t realise what was happening until her face was so close he couldn´t see it anymore and her lips were on his. He closed his eyes, dazed, and had to hold on to her to keep from falling.
She held him tight. Then she ended the kiss, as deliberately as she had started it, ans stepped back. Chakaotays arms moved as if to hold her back, but his feet didn't move.
"I just wanted that to be perfectly clear."
"... Clear?"
"I love you, Chakotay. i just wanted you to know."
Well, there was only one possible answer.
"I love you too, Kathryn, and I -"
"No, wait, I'm not finished. I don't think we can pursue a serious relationship. We're in a very difficult and unique situation: far away from home, from the ones we used to love, the lives we used to live, the persons we used to be. I am the captain and you are the first officer, but you are also a former maquis. And to top the bill, we both have quite a - personality."
"I don't understand you, Kathryn, first you kiss me and tell me you love me, and then -"
"I tell you we can't be together. Exactly."
Chakotay searched her anxious face. Then he took her hands in his and kissed them. He looked deep into her eyes and said:
"Thank you."
The strained determination on Kathryns face began to crumble.
"I'm sorry, Chakotay, I..."
"No, *I* am sorry. Forget what I said. I *do* understand, Kathryn. And I want you to know that the gift you have just given me is all I will ever need, and it will last a lifetime."
"What have I given you but grief? I know it's unfair to tell you like this, but it felt so wrong to hide it from you, as if I was permitting the best part of me fester away inside me. I have never felt like this for anyone, and I didn´t want to, but..."
Chakotay gently brushed away her tears.
"Hush, don't cry, please don't cry. This is a moment of joy, not of pain. No there won't be any more doubts, when i look at you I will know what we feel for each other, that our love is real. I expected nothing, and you have given me everything. i want to hold you, to make love to you, to be with you all the time, and I still hope it will happen one day, in spite of the Delta Quadrant, Starfleet and our own - personalities... But I don't need that to feel complete. I began to find my soul when I first met you. Now you have made it whole, and I give it to you, so it will never get lost again."
They kissed again. Then the captain tried to compose her face and rearrange her hair before she said:
"Computer, resume."
"Computer, halt lift!"
She turned to Chakotay somewhat wearily. Of course she wanted to do what she thought he wanted to do, but...
"Kathryn, why now? Why didn't you tell me... I don't know, some other time, when there was some kind of danger for one of us, or when the atmosphere was romantic... Why now, when we are riding in a turbolift at sixteenhundred hours and nothing remarkable has happened for the last five days?"
I was the mischievous sparkle in her eyes that made him want to do what she thought he wanted to do a minute ago.
"Why not?"
Comment: If you like J/C, read it and tell me what you think, but there's not much to it...
Why not?
"Computer, halt lift!"
Chakotay turned to her with the obvious question on his face. Kathryn stepped closer, but he didn´t realise what was happening until her face was so close he couldn´t see it anymore and her lips were on his. He closed his eyes, dazed, and had to hold on to her to keep from falling.
She held him tight. Then she ended the kiss, as deliberately as she had started it, ans stepped back. Chakaotays arms moved as if to hold her back, but his feet didn't move.
"I just wanted that to be perfectly clear."
"... Clear?"
"I love you, Chakotay. i just wanted you to know."
Well, there was only one possible answer.
"I love you too, Kathryn, and I -"
"No, wait, I'm not finished. I don't think we can pursue a serious relationship. We're in a very difficult and unique situation: far away from home, from the ones we used to love, the lives we used to live, the persons we used to be. I am the captain and you are the first officer, but you are also a former maquis. And to top the bill, we both have quite a - personality."
"I don't understand you, Kathryn, first you kiss me and tell me you love me, and then -"
"I tell you we can't be together. Exactly."
Chakotay searched her anxious face. Then he took her hands in his and kissed them. He looked deep into her eyes and said:
"Thank you."
The strained determination on Kathryns face began to crumble.
"I'm sorry, Chakotay, I..."
"No, *I* am sorry. Forget what I said. I *do* understand, Kathryn. And I want you to know that the gift you have just given me is all I will ever need, and it will last a lifetime."
"What have I given you but grief? I know it's unfair to tell you like this, but it felt so wrong to hide it from you, as if I was permitting the best part of me fester away inside me. I have never felt like this for anyone, and I didn´t want to, but..."
Chakotay gently brushed away her tears.
"Hush, don't cry, please don't cry. This is a moment of joy, not of pain. No there won't be any more doubts, when i look at you I will know what we feel for each other, that our love is real. I expected nothing, and you have given me everything. i want to hold you, to make love to you, to be with you all the time, and I still hope it will happen one day, in spite of the Delta Quadrant, Starfleet and our own - personalities... But I don't need that to feel complete. I began to find my soul when I first met you. Now you have made it whole, and I give it to you, so it will never get lost again."
They kissed again. Then the captain tried to compose her face and rearrange her hair before she said:
"Computer, resume."
"Computer, halt lift!"
She turned to Chakotay somewhat wearily. Of course she wanted to do what she thought he wanted to do, but...
"Kathryn, why now? Why didn't you tell me... I don't know, some other time, when there was some kind of danger for one of us, or when the atmosphere was romantic... Why now, when we are riding in a turbolift at sixteenhundred hours and nothing remarkable has happened for the last five days?"
I was the mischievous sparkle in her eyes that made him want to do what she thought he wanted to do a minute ago.
"Why not?"