CATEGORY: Voyager P/T
RATING: PG-13
AUTHOR: Captain
Kandise
DISCLAIMER: Paramount owns the show and characters. But I own the story. Just me.
SUMMARY: A short
story about the one thing that scares B'Elanna Torres more than anything else in
the galaxy.
Note from LadyChakotay: This story was written by my 10-year-old daughter, Kandise. This is her second work of fanfiction. She has received many wonderful and
supportive reviews concerning her first story, Kathryn's Christmas, and some truly
wonderful constructive criticism and reinforcements. For that I want to offer my sincere gratitude. When she read me this story, I was amazed at
how much she had grown as a writer. The
subject matter is a little dark for one so young, but it is so well written and
thought out for a fifth grader that I can only support it wholeheartedly. Enjoy.
B'Elanna's Worst Fear
"It's not very... easy … to talk about," she said to
the counselor.
"I know it isn't, but if you came to talk about it,
you're going to have to tell me what happened," he said calmly.
"AAAARRRR!!!!! It was horrible he died instantly!" She yelled throwing a chair across the room, tears started streaming
down her face.
"Tell me about it"
the counselor said, picking up the chair. She plumped down in it and put her head in her hands.
"Well, we beamed down to the
planet. Tom and I went one way, and
Celes and Neelix went the other. Tom
found something on his tricorder. It
was the ruins of an old building, so we went in. We passed through rooms like a ship at warp speed." She said
thoughtfully. "A half hour of this
passed. Then suddenly, from a pile of rocks - out popped an alien! It
transformed its hand into some kind of weapon … and I watched in terror as it
shot Tom in the head. I grabbed my
phaser and set it to kill, and then I shot the alien." B'Elanna said, crying
even harder. "I went to him and rolled
him over onto my lap. There was so much
blood…"
She stood up suddenly. "Computer, deactivate program," she sobbed. She'd had enough talking for one day. "See you later, Counselor," she said as she
walked out the door.
"Lieutenant Tomas Eugene Paris was a fine
officer. He preformed his duties, even when
he didn't agree with them." Captain Janeway said sadly, her hands clasped in
front of her.
B'Elanna's thoughts were slipping out of her mouth
before she could stop them. "I should
have watched more carefully. It's my
fault he's dead!" she muttered over and over.
"B'Elanna, would you like to say something?" Janeway
asked softly.
"Yes, I would." She stepped forward. "I've known
Tom for a very long time, as you all know. I feel lost and alone since he died. He won't even be alive to see his daughter. He was a dear husband to me, and if I could relive being on the
planet I would do any thing to keep him safe." She was crying in front of the entire crew, and she was too hurt and
angry to care. Her tears fell harder at
the thought of Tom never seeing their baby.
Later that night in her quarters, B'Elanna thought
she saw something moving in the shadows. Silently, she tiptoed toward it. Suddenly, her vision blurred. Soon all she could see were bright
colors. As if the room were being
transformed into a cloud of colors, and then everything went dark.
When B'Elanna opened her eyes, she looked
around. She was back on the planet,
the place where her husband had died. Neelix and Celes had just left, and there in front of her … stood her beloved
Tom.
"Wait Tom!" she called, pushing herself ahead of
him. "I'll go first."
He saw her pull out her phaser. "What's the big idea, B'Elanna?" he asked.
Just as before, the alien popped out again and
prepared to fire. "NO!" B'Elanna screamed. "Not again." She threw
herself in front of Tom, using her own body to protect him. She felt a horrid pain burning in her chest
as the darkness closed in around her.
B'Elanna Torres bolted into a sitting position. What was she doing on the floor? She peeked
over the side of the bed. Tom was there, alive and sleeping like a baby. Then she realized she had fallen out of bed
and hit her head on the floor. "It was
only a dream," She muttered to herself.
She kissed Tom tenderly on the cheek. And then had a cup of coffee in the living
quarters, knowing it would be a while before she's feel like sleeping again.
The end Ü