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Bina W.
Coming Home
Revised for grammar.
Note:
Coming Home. J/C story. What will it take for Admiral Janeway to
lose
to see that Chakotay IS meant for her? Chapters 8-12 and
chapters
17-21,24-25 and 29 and 30-31 contain MATURE CONTENT.
Chakotay was standing by her side as she just given the orders to set a course for home.
Lt. Paris replied; "Yes, Captain."
He could barely hear above the ruckus of the others on the bridge crew. It sounded like Harry Kim was slapping high fives with Tom Paris.
Tuvok, who was Vulcan, did not bother cracking a smile on his chocolate colored face, but Chakotay thought he did detect a momentary look of what amounted to pleasure for a Vulcan out of the corner of his eye. However he could not be sure. When he did a double take at the Vulcan, he was only rewarded with a nod of acknowledge.
He could hear B'Elanna Torres, the Chief Engineer come on the bridge. The engineer had a distinctive walking style, very graceful. She often looked as if she glided across the room, as opposed to walking. The first officer suppressed a chuckle at thought that glided and graceful were not words one normally associated with a Klingon. But then again B'Elanna was half Klingon. She was an extremely gifted engineer. He knew she was the one of the best in Starfleet. Okay, she was not technically Starfleet; she was a former Maquis officer.
But Starfleet had yet to say what the future was for the former Maquis officers. He assumed that with their record in the Delta Quadrant, they would hopefully not spend the rest of the time incarcerated. He knew Janeway's voice would carry a great deal of weight. But a part of him was scared; not that he was going to admit it.
Before he could turn to offer his hand to her, he felt the hand of another crew member's slip around his right hand. The hand was partly covered with Borg technology. To him, the metal felt cold. He did not have the heart to hurt her and did not pull away. However, he did not return the squeeze the hand gave him either.
He could feel Janeway look in his direction. When he finally got the courage to look at her, he was stunned at what he saw. She had an expression of disbelief mixed with a look of betrayal. It took all his control not to stare at her. He nodded briefly at her, then let go of Seven of Nine's hand and sat down in the first officer's chair.
As he leaned back in his chair, he could not get over the look she had given him. She had been pushing him away for years. She had the nerve! He had heard 'dismissed' so many times he was beginning to think that was his rank. His official rank was Commander.
He should have been able to appreciate going home, but he could feel no joy. He looked at her again, but she refused to look back. When she finally did look, he gave her a poisonous smile and left the bridge.
The other officers on the bridge pretended to be engrossed in their stations and ignored the scene. The Captain gestured Tuvok towards the command chair and took off after Chakotay.