Bring Me To Life Part 1 of 5
Author's note: This story is dedicated to "S" and her many personas for being so diligent with her pursuits. I'm also dedicated that next time it will be more than just "S"
Chakotay stood at the window looking out over the mountain range, a fog seemed to permeate his mind. He was so engrossed in his own thoughts that he never heard her say she was going out for the day. Not until he heard the door shut did he realize he was alone. Turning at the sound, he let out a sigh and strode to the replicator where he ordered tea.
Taking the tea he went back to the window and continued staring out. His mind was beginning to lift from the fog that had enwrapped it for the past four months. Perhaps once that happened, he would be able to go on a vision quest. That was something he had not been able to do since he got involved with her.
He wondered briefly when his….his what? lover, friend, wife….no not wife…would return. He was almost certain they had not married, he would have remembered. He knew that he needed to clear his head and he needed help doing it.
He decided that he needed to see Kathryn. Tossing the cup into the recycler, he headed for the nearest transport station. Once he got there, he got help looking up the coordinates closest to her home. The attendant transported him to Indiana.
Arriving at the station in Indiana, he asked for directions to her home. The attendant there was reluctant to give them to him at first but suddenly recognized the tattoo that Chakotay wore. The attendant had seen that tattoo often enough in the hundreds of news vids that were shown daily since Voyager's spectacular return.
It was a ten minute walk from the station to her house. It was a beautiful day in Indiana. The sky was blue with fluffy white clouds dotting it here and there. The flowers were all in bloom, and the smells they emitted were wonderful. Birds were chirping' and there were bunnies running here and there. However, Chakotay didn't notice any of this. His mind was only on what he would say to Kathryn.
Arriving at Kathryn's door, his hand trembled as he rang the chime. Kathryn heard it right away and was shocked when she opened it. Standing before her was the one person she didn't expect to see again. Seven had told her that she and Chakotay would be going away as they both wanted a fresh start away from Voyager's crew.
"Chakotay, this is a surprise! Where is Seven? Oh! Forgive my manners, please come in." She was rushing her words and knew she needed to slow down, but she really didn't know what to say. She had just gotten out of the shower and had on just a robe, which she tied more tightly around her. She led him through the house and to the kitchen where the aroma of fresh baked caramel brownies and fresh brewed coffee filled the air.
"Have a seat. I'll make you some tea." She slid the brownies in front of him and went to make the tea.
"I have no clue why I am here, Kathryn. I just knew I had to come and talk to you." He couldn't seem to look her in the eyes. Kathryn was worried. This simply didn't sound like Chakotay who was always so sure of himself. What had happened?
"Where is Seven?"
"Seven?" he looked at her suddenly. "Seven….she is….she is visiting her aunt…somewhere…I think." He looked away and began to stare out the window not saying anything for several minutes. Finally, he stood. "Have to go…have a lot to do. Nice talking with you."
Kathryn put her hand on his arm. "Please, sit back down. You just got here. I want to ask you some questions."
"No, I…I have been here for hours….she will….she'll miss me. She'll be…angry. Need to go." He pulled his arm away from hers and headed through the house and out the door. Kathryn went after him, but he was too fast for her. Something was wrong, very wrong! She needed to get to the bottom of it.
She quickly dressed and headed for the transport station. She asked the attendant if he had recently transported a man with a tattoo on his forehead. When the attendant said he had, she asked to be transported to the same coordinates.
Rematerializing on a transporter pad, Kathryn looked up at the sign to find she had arrived in Denver, Colorado. The attendant there had not seen Chakotay as he had just come on duty. He called the attendant who had left duty, but that attendant didn't remember a man with a tattoo as he had transported several groups to various locations the last hour that he worked.
Kathryn decided to simply return home. She would call everyone she could think of calling. Surly someone would know where Chakotay and Seven were living. Entering the house, she first went to the replicator and ordered a cup of coffee as well as a carafe full as she knew she would need it.
Four hours later, Kathryn leaned wearily in her chair with her elbows on her desk. She had talked to everyone she could think of who might know their whereabouts. She had extracted promises from each that they would contact her if any of them heard from Chakotay or Seven. Since they had both walked away from Starfleet, no one there knew anything about them.
Finally Kathryn went upstairs and flopped across her bed. Sleep didn't come easy and when it did, she still continued to toss and turn.
Meanwhile back in Denver, Seven was waiting for Chakotay to get home.
He barely got through the door before she began yelling at him.
"Where have you been? I have been home for several hours already!"
Chakotay looked at her blankly. "I went to….to….I'm not sure. I took a transport. I…think I did. I am hungry."
"I will replicate you something then give you your medicine. Go take a shower! I'll want you after you eat, and I want you clean."
He headed to the shower like a dutiful child. She followed him in to make sure he didn't shower with his clothes on like he did the last time. Once he was in the shower, she returned to the kitchen to replicate him some food and to make his medicine. This time she had changed the formula a little, it should work better than the last batch.
Once she heard the shower shut off, she went in to help him dress. Once dressed in boxers and a tee shirt, he let her lead him to the kitchen. They sat at the table together.
"Soup? Do I like soup?"
"Yes, Chakotay, you like soup. Here take this first, it will make you feel better."
"Will it make me get it up tonight?"
"Yes, it will help with that as well."
"I would like that. I like when we do it, Seven." He stated.
Seven sighed. She hated sex, but knew that for a while longer she would have to deal with it. Someday, she would never have to do something so dreadful again, but now she needed to pretend that she loved it. She watched as he took the medicine and ate the soup.
"I made an appointment for you in two weeks for an interview. However, I am sure they would hire you based on your reputation alone. We need you feeling better by then. It is important that you make a good impression."
"I will do my best. Now can we have sex?"
"Of course," She rolled her eyes as she helped him from the chair.
Later when Chakotay was sleeping, Seven silently got up. She went into the other room for a few minutes. Returning, she placed a hypo spray against Chakotay's neck and pressed. She had a lot to do during the next two weeks. She felt confident that she would be successful by then!