Author's notes: Sight is the sequel to my story Scent. You should read it first. But, suffice to say, our dynamic Captain and our incorrigible Helmsmen have begun a relationship of the sexual nature.

Scent took place directly after the 2nd season episode Threshold. Sight begins soon after Scent and includes the episodes Meld, Dreadnought, Death Wish, Lifesigns and Investigations. Dialogue from all these episodes is included. It might help if you are familiar with the episodes, as I refer to events that occurred, but, don't always go into great detail. If you don't remember them, re-watch them or go to Voyager Transcripts and do a quick read if you are confused by my omissions.

While most events remain the same as in the episodes, a few adjustments had to be made to encompass the changed relationship between Janeway and Paris. Also, in the episode Investigations, Neelix makes a reference to having known Tom a year. In my pretend timeline they've been in the DQ for just over 18 months. Yes, Samantha Wildman is having a really long pregnancy. Enjoy!

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Lieutenant Tom Paris, the pilot of the Federation starship Voyager, looked casually around the room, noticing the uncharacteristic influx of crew members into the messhall. While the messhall was the pulse center for crew get-togethers, it was easy to see that the room was much busier then usual. When he sat down to breakfast with Captain Kathryn Janeway the place had been relatively deserted. Now, fifteen minutes later, nearly every table was full.

He had to smile, it was impossible not to take notice at the Voyager crew members continually glancing in their direction, speaking to each other in hushed whispers. The crew had definitely noticed the change in his and the Captain's relationship. The speculation had begun.

"I'm beginning to feel like the main attraction at a circus freak show," Tom joked, bringing his attention back to the woman sitting at the table with him, drinking her morning cup of coffee. "I'm waiting for my ears to burst into flames."

Kathryn laughed, a grin spreading across her face. Tom watched the crew, over Kathryn's shoulder, as several of their heads shot up and turned towards their table at the melodious sound of her rarely heard laughter. "Really Tom, it's not that bad."

"That's easy for you to say. You can't actually see most of the room right now," he joked, before noticing the newest crew member to join the room. "Oh, no, Megan Delaney just walked in and she's headed straight for Harry."

"That's my cue to head to the bridge," Kathryn said, pushing herself away from the table and standing up.

"What? You can't just leave me here," Tom admonished.

Kathryn put her hand on his shoulder, saying, "Thanks for the company. I'll see you on the bridge, Lieutenant."

"See you there, Captain," he said, giving her a slight glare that only she could see, her body blocking his face from the room.

She tilted her head to the side, giving him a lopsided smirk and Tom couldn't help but smile back at her. She leaned down quickly, her lips close to his ear, "Have fun, I imagine Harry's going to need to come over and talk to you when I'm gone."

Kathryn made her way through the busy room, intentionally walking past Harry's table. "Good morning, Harry," she smiled at the young man, then turned to the other occupant of the table and nodded, "Good morning, Megan."

Kathryn turned back to Harry, looking at him intently. Everything she wanted to know would be on Harry's face. "Good morning, Captain," the pair said in unison, Harry adverting his eyes as if he were guilty of something.

'Yep, definitely talking about me,' she thought to herself. "Have a nice breakfast. I'll see you on the bridge, shortly, Ensign."

"Yes, ma'am," Harry said as the Captain took her leave of the messhall.

Harry turned back to Megan when the Captain was out of sight, "I don't know anything about them."

"Then go ask Tom what's going on between him and the Captain. He's alone now, go!" Megan demanded, causing Harry to give her a dramatic groan.

"What makes you think anything is going on?" Harry asked. "They're friends. They spent a lot of time together while we were all taking our shore leaves last month and they were both stuck on the ship."

"That is not friendship," Megan said with knowing authority. "Now, go and ask him what's going on."

"Fine, I'm going," Harry said as he stood up. "But, he's just going to say that they're friends."

"Read between the lines, Harry," Megan told Harry as he made his way towards Tom.

"Hey Tom," Harry said, sitting down in the chair the Captain had vacated.

"Hey Harry, Megan send you over to get the dirt?" Tom asked.

"Yeah," he admitted. "People are starting to notice all of the time you're spending with the Captain. They keep asking me questions. They all think I know something. And guess what? They're right!"

"But, you're keeping all of that to yourself, right? You haven't told B'Elanna anything, have you?"

"No, of course not! You asked me not to say anything and I'm not." Harry stated.

"Good. So what do they want to know? Besides whether I'm currently having sex with the captain."

Harry couldn't help the slight blush that rose to his face at Tom's mention of sex with the captain. "Megan was just mentioning that someone saw the two of you go into the holodeck together. Word got around fast, I guess."

"I just bet it did," Tom smirked. Ship's gossip, especially when it was good or about the captain, traveled at warp 9. Considering this was good and about the Captain, it managed to get around the ship at an unbelievable speed.

"Over two hours, Tom. You were on the holodeck for over two hours with her. They are taking bets on just exactly what you both were doing in there."

"Chinese bath house." Tom teased. "Actually, we were watching a movie. It was called Bringing Up Baby, made sometime in the 1930s, I think. Starring Cary Grant and Katherine Hepburn. The woman looks a bit like the Captain, actually. It's a public file, maybe you can all get together and watch it, see what the captain and I have been up to."

Tom gave Harry a sly grin, unable to stop himself from ribbing Harry a little more. "Of course, I'll keep what we did after the movie to myself."

"Of course. The official story is that the two of you were watching a movie," Harry said sarcastically. "Very believable."

"We did watch a movie," Tom insisted. "Look, I've got something to do before I head to the bridge, I'll talk to you later."

Harry and Tom both stood up, Harry went back over to Megan while Tom left. "What did he say?"

"They watched a movie," Harry told her with a shrug. "Bringing Up Baby, I think he said."

"A movie, huh? In a darkened room? I wonder what else they were doing during the movie."

"Stop letting your imagination run wild, Megan," Harry told her.

"It's not going anywhere the rest of the crews' isn't going," Megan laughed. "Something tells me you know something, why won't you tell me?"

"They're friends, Megan, friends," Harry answered, as she looked at him with skepticism.

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"That was just mean, Kathryn," Tom admonished as he entered her quarters, shortly after their shifts ended. "Leaving me to talk to Harry. I should have told him exactly the types of things you moan when you come and then sent him back over to Megan."

Tom pulled off his jacket as he walked across the room, throwing it over the back of the chair where her matching red jacket lay as he passed. He sat down next to her on the sofa and removed his boots. He pulled her closer to him, bringing his lips to hers for a leisurely kiss. A low hum emanated from deep in her throat and vibrated through both their lips. When they pulled apart, Kathryn asked "So, what did the good ensign want to know?"

"It would seem people want to know what you and I were doing on the holodeck for all that time the other night," he said distractedly as he began working Kathryn's turtleneck out of the waistband of her slacks. "I told him we were playing explorer. I played the part of the heroic explorer and you were the beautiful undiscovered country laid out before me, just waiting to be mapped. I let him know that you are now fully mapped and it was very satisfying for both of us."

Tom made quick work of removing her shirts and bra, kissing a path down her neck and between her breasts. He lingered in the hollow between her breasts, nipping and licking the soft flesh on each side. Kathryn moaned and pressed his head firmly to her as Tom nipped the sensitive skin on the underside of her breast.

He placed another kiss between her breasts before moving onto his knees on the sofa. Tom brought his lips back down on hers, exploring the heated wetness of her mouth with his tongue. He guided her onto her back, placing one hand on the arm of the sofa behind her, for balance, while he used the other to skim across the soft curves of her body.

He pulled away from her, sitting back on the couch, Tom quickly removed his own uniform top. "What did you really tell Harry?" she asked, a smile playing across her lips, as her eyes took in his bare chest.

"An amended version of the truth, of course. I told him we were watching a movie and the crew could always watch it, if they wanted to know what we were doing together," he answered, as one of his hands ran up the inside of her clothed thigh and to the fastening of her pants.

"Tom, I'm having dinner with Chakotay tonight," she said in warning.

"In two hours. We have plenty of time," he breathed as he began removing her pants.

Despite her verbal protest, she lifted her hips to help him, "We do tend to lose track of time."

"You've been half aroused all day," Tom grinned, his eyes dancing in delight at the memory of her state of arousal on the bridge.

Ever since the warp 10 flight, where they had evolved into higher, or so the doctor said, beings, they were both acutely aware of the tiniest changes in each other's natural scent. "Don't deny it, I could smell you all morning."

Her pants hit the floor and Tom's lips latched onto hers, again. They pulled away from each other, Tom's face mere centimeters from hers, "Are you sure you can wait? We have time. Who knows what will happen tomorrow, this could be our only opportunity."

Kathryn sat up quickly and pushed Tom onto his back as she retorted, "If you hadn't strode in here this morning, accosted me and kissed me senseless before breakfast, I wouldn't have been half aroused all day." She immediately went to work on divesting him of his slacks. The moment his pants hit the floor, she leaned over him and ran her tongue along his jawline before capturing his mouth with hers.

"I rather enjoy kissing you, besides, I don't recall hearing any protests this morning." He moved his hands to her hips, his fingers pressing into the delicate flesh, trying to pull her closer to him.

Kathryn had other ideas, though. Pulling away from him, she stood up and raised her hands above her head, interlocking her fingers and stretched her body. Tom smiled at her in appreciation. She then chose to turn around and walk away from him.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?" he demanded sharply, his arousal making his voice husky.

She laughed low in her throat and continued to walk away with an exaggerated sway to her hips. "Take me to bed, Tom," she threw over her shoulder.

He didn't need to hear anymore, "Yes, ma'am," he replied, quickly getting to his feet and following her. "Whatever you say, you're the Captain."

"I'm going to hold you to that," she said, feeling Tom's arms go around her waist just as she was crossing the threshold into her bedroom.

Turning her around to face him, he saluted her, old-style, making her laugh. "You can hold anything of mine that you want, Kathryn," he joked, running one hand up her arm and into her hair, pulling it free of the confines of the pins she used to hold it in place.

He backed her against the door frame as he dropped the pins to the floor and ran his fingers through her long hair, scalp to ends, unwinding the elaborate twists that constituted her working hairstyle. "You're going to need to find those," Kathryn's voice trailed off and a contented hum emerged. Her protest about the pins forgotten as his fingers worked their way through her hair.

With her hair free of it's constrains and flowing freely around her, he kissed her temple. "So beautiful," Tom murmured to her as he caressed his hands down her arms and to her waist.

Kathryn placed her hands on Tom's chest, ran them down his muscled stomach and wound them round his waist, pulling his naked body flush against hers. She could feel his arousal pressed to her as she rubbed herself against him. "You always feel so good," Kathryn moaned as Tom's lips descended to hers again.

When Tom released her lips, to place kisses along her jaw and neck, she lifted herself up on her toes and whispered in his ear in a demanding voice, "I'm only going to say this one more time. Take me to bed."

Tom gave a short laugh as he reached behind him and took her wrists in his hands, moving her arms from around his waist, he draped them over his shoulders before releasing them. Her arms wrapped themselves around his neck, her fingers moving instantly through his short hair, as she pressed herself into him.

Tom ran his hands down to her ass and picked her up, forcing her to wrap her legs around his waist. She laughed and pulled his face to hers, kissing him soundly. Tom moved them towards her bed. When his knees softly hit the bed, Tom leaned over and deposited Kathryn on the edge. She lay with her upper body on the bed, her hair splayed out around her head, her legs still wrapped around his waist.

Kathryn tightened her thigh muscles, forcing Tom's lower body to stay close to hers. His hands moved up her sides, his fingers brushing the soft underside of her breasts. His hands continued over her shoulders and down her arms. Reaching her wrists, he took them in his hands and placed them above her head.

He kissed her deeply before standing upright and wrapping his hands around her waist, again. Kathryn watched him through hooded eyes, licking her lips in anticipation. Tom pulled his lower body slightly away from hers, tightening his grip on her waist, he raised her hips a bit higher until his erection was nestled at her opening. Feet firmly planted on the floor, Tom slowly moved his hips forward as he filled her.

Kathryn gasped in pleasure as he entered her, she was always surprised at how wonderful just the act of penetration felt with Tom. 'Thank the stars for the overabundance of oxytocin, it really does make everything feel so much better,' the scientific side of her brain thought.

He held her tightly as he moved in and out of her at a dizzying speed. She was sure there would be fingerprint bruises on her hips and backside, she smiled as the thought flitted through her mind.

Kathryn wrapped her legs more firmly around Tom, tucking her heals between his legs. She used her leg muscles to pull Tom more forcefully into her. She heard a low hiss escape from his lips as she moved her hands across her body and to her nipples. A sly smile crossed her face as she watched Tom watch her hands, she rolled her nipples between her fingers before she pinched them roughly.

While he was intent on her hands, Tom hadn't missed the smirk on her face as she touched herself. She knew how much it aroused him when she did it. He thought her self pleasuring had more of an effect on him than it did on her. To increase her pleasure, he changed the position of his hands, tilting her hips at a different angle.

"Ooooh," she moaned, as Tom's erection placed more pressure against the top of her inner walls. "Right there ... perfect … yes," she panted.

She gave her nipples another flick before moving her arms to lay flat on the bed, curling her fingers around the edge of the mattress. It gave them a steadier rhythm, making it easier for both of them to hold her hips off the bed and keep Tom inside of her. She could now use her arm muscles to push her body into Tom's as she used her legs muscles to pull him into her.

Tom moved one hand to the small of Kathryn's back, splaying his fingers to help balance her. His other roamed over her flat stomach, he could feel her muscles quiver under his touch. He heard, as much as felt, her breathing increase as his hand moved towards her swollen clitoris, already peeking out from it's protective folds.

His thumb swiped quickly over it, once, causing her to suck in a breath. Tommm," she hissed when he moved his hand back up to her stomach, moving his fingers across her smooth flesh.

Kathryn used her legs to pull him into her with more force then before, he sank deep within her and she refused to release her hold on him. Tom was trapped, unable to move and he was loving every moment of the torture. She squeezed her inner muscles around his cock, once, twice, three times and he moaned with delight.

She relaxed her inner muscles, but, refused to release the hold her legs had of his lower body. She could feel Tom's body's desire to move, but, she wouldn't let him. She was capable of torturing him just as much as he did her. "Kathryn," he pleaded when he felt her contract around his stiffened member once again.

"Yes?" she purred in her husky voice, feeling the shiver that ran through Tom's body.

"You're killing me," he growled.

She gave him a little half smile as she released the hold her legs had on him a fraction. He barely moved before she tightened them again, pulling him back into her, clenching her muscles around him. "Ohhhh, damn," he moaned.

"Tom, what are you going to do for me?" she asked sweetly, her flushed skin giving away just how close to her release she really was.

He didn't answer her, he moved his hand back down her stomach and into her curls, his thumb coming to rest atop the engorged bundle of nerves. She hummed in delight and loosened her hold on him.

Tom immediately pushed away from her and slammed his body back into her several times as his thumb circled around her clitoris. Continuing at the same pace, he watched her as her body began to shake, her hands clenching the edge of the bed, her body flushing even deeper, her body temperature rising in anticipation of her impending release.

Finally, what he'd been waiting for began to happen before his eyes; a low, guttural moan emerged from her throat and her body stiffened as her orgasm slammed into her. Kathryn screamed several things Tom vaguely registered as possibly being Vulcan as the waves of her orgasm continued to wash over her.

"Ohhh... Tom," she breathed as she began to come down from her high, her limbs becoming languid.

That was his cue, he moved both of his hands back to her waist, gripping her with more force then he realized, he slammed his body into her with all of the strength he had. It took all of Kathryn's remaining energy just to keep her legs wrapped around Tom's body.

Before she'd come all the way down from her peak, Tom had her back on the high, again. She moaned incomprehensibly, her body shaking as Tom continued his nearly brutal pace.

"Kathryn," was ripped from his lips as his body stiffened, buried deep inside her as he poured himself into her.

Tom's upper body fell forward, he released Kathryn's thighs and caught himself with his hands on either side of her face. He stayed in that position for several minutes, mere inches from her, chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. They looked into each others' faces as their breathing began to return to normal. Finally, Kathryn said, "Kiss me."

Tom laughed lightly, "I really love that you always know what you want and aren't afraid to demand it."

Kathryn laughed in return, replying "And I really love that you usually know how to follow an order. Now kiss me."

"Yes, Ma'am," he said as his mouth descended to hers.

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Sometime later, Kathryn emerged from her bathroom, dressed casually in a short-sleeved rose colored dress, fiddling with her communicator as she placed it in it's proper place at her breast. Satisfied, she looked up to find Tom grinning, still naked in her bed. "I'm leaving, Chakotay's cooking tonight. Aren't you suppose to be meeting Harry?" she asked, sitting down on the bed next to him.

She leaned over and gave him a light kiss. "Yeah, in about a half hour. If you don't mind, can I use your shower? I'll try to keep my snooping down to a minimum."

"The bathroom is all yours."

"You look lovely, Kathryn," he told her as he ran his hand up her arm. "Hot date?"

"As a matter of fact, yes. You see, I'm using my sexy first officer to make my very adorable helmsman jealous," she teased. "Do you think it will work?"

Tom looked at her in mock sadness, "He gets sexy and all I get is adorable?"

"Well, I didn't want to use the same adjective for both of you. Just flip them around, if it makes you feel better. You're sexy and he's adorable," Kathryn said as she waved her hand in the air in feigned dismissal.

She leaned over, a small smile playing across her lips, and kissed him, again. "You can't change your adjectives, now. Now that I know how you really feel."

"Well, how about you come back over here when you're done with Harry, and I'll show you how I really feel about adorable?"

"Sounds … satisfying," Tom smiled. "But, it will be late. After the holodeck, we're playing cards with a few others."

"That's fine," she said. "Whenever you get here. If it's too late, I might be asleep, just let yourself in," she told him, before giving him the access code to her quarters.

After a finally kiss, Kathryn stood up and straightened her blouse, "Now, I really have to go."

Tom looked her over and gave a soft chuckle. "What?" she asked, a bit exasperated.

"He's going to know?"

"Know what?" she asked quizzically.

"What you've been up to," he answered as she raised one eyebrow at him. "Really Kathryn, I mean, look at you. You're out of uniform and your hair is different then it was on the bridge. You're just different, more relaxed. You were rather keyed up on the bridge today, everyone noticed. I know guys are suppose to be oblivious to things like that, but, he's going to know."

"I'm not trying to hide it from him," Kathryn answered back.

"That you have early-evening sex?" Tom joked.

"That's not what I meant," she said, automatically placing her hands on her hips. "I need to go."

"Have fun on your date and I'll see you later," Tom said as he got out of bed and headed to the bathroom.

Kathryn watched his naked backside until he was out of sight and then left for her first officer's quarters.