TITLE: Seven and B'Elanna get it on: In a Jefferies tube

AUTHOR/S: Times Scribe

PAIRING: B'Elanna & Seven of Nine

RATING: Fan Fiction T Suitable for teens, 13 years and older, with some violence, minor coarse language, and minor suggestive adult themes. (PG13)

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DISCLAIMER: Star Trek and all the main characters are owned by Paramount Pictures/CBS Network Television, A Viacom/CBS Corporation. Star Trek: Voyager. Created by, Rick Berman, Michael Piller & Jeri Taylor, and is based on Star Trek, created by Gene Roddenberry.

WARNING: This is a piece of fiction, concerning an implied F/F relationship. If anyone objects to same sex relationships, you should not be reading this fan fiction, and should read the Star Trek Range of Novels, or find another sight.

SUMMERY: The title says it all!

VJB POSTING: Message #45504

NOTES: This bit un-bated of PWP is in response to my darling's first ever fan fic challenge: Hi all, as this is my first challenge, I thought I would make it simple. Write a fan fiction, involving B'Elanna and Seven getting intimate in a Jefferies Tube. It could be happy, sad, funny you decide. Kris

Oh it's also got Paris bashing! To Kris, love Michael xxx

"What are you doing Borg?" I growled.

"I am replacing gel-packs Lt."

"Soch it's our anniversary, we are meant to be taking Zot, to the holodeck, and if you remember your god daughter as well!"

Seven snapped the last uninfected gel pack in place, and turned towards. "B'Elanna I am very aware of how important today is. That is why I am repairing the holodeck systems myself!"

"Seven, there is no need to lose your temper with me!" A couple of years ago I would have been disappointed with her for the exact opposite reason. She would have bottled up her discontentment, along with the rest of her emotions, but after the removal of her emotional inhibitor, and coaching from Naomi, Zot and myself (this is how we got together), Seven shows her emotions freely, in a almost Klingon manor (I wonder where she got that from?). Unfortunately she sometimes shows them in inopportune moments.

I laughed inwardly at myself at this point, realizing how hypocritical I was being, considering her emotional role models are two children and me!

"I'm sorry my love, but I am so frustrated, with all available crew helping to neutralize the gel pack infection, I had to perform the procedure myself."

I cursed my former husband, for his stupidity. Not only hadn't he come to terms with Seven and I's marriage, but to spoil our anniversary, he's created a gel pack infection in the medical lab, which could of destroyed the ship, if it hadn't been caught in time.

I scuttled behind Seven, and started to massage her shoulders, and felt her relax into me. She sighed out her frustrations.

"Thank you," She whispered.

I smiled mischievously, as a plan formed in my head. I started to unzip Seven's bio-suite. "You know," I started huskily, kissing and suckling her milky white skin.

"As it's still three hours until we have to meet the kids, and we haven't celebrated our anniversary properly yet, I suggest..."

"What do you suggest B'Elanna?" Seven replied wantonly, assisting me to remove the rest of her bio-suit.

"That we christen this part of the ship!"

"Oh Omega Yesssss!" Seven moaned in response, as I teased her left nipple.

Twenty minutes later.

Susan Nicoletti entered a Jefferies tube junction, tool box in hand, making her way towards the holodeck controls, to assist Seven of Nine.

"B'ELANNA!" echoed around the Jeffries tubes ahead. Susan smirked to herself, as she realized that Seven didn't need help.

THE END