I heard Harry announce they we had you. Maybe someone else said something but I wasn't listening and I don't care. I was in the turbolift before I could even think and I raced into sickbay seconds after you'd been beamed in.

Kes and the Doctor were racing above you, trying to save your life. The doctor was working with a medical tricorder, frantically scanning you to assess the damage. Kes grabbed a laser scapple and began to cut off your uniform.

My eyes followed her movements, and you were soon divested of the garment. Your bared skin was a a marsh of bruises and wounds. The doctor and Kes worked around you, speaking loudly and moving in a desperate rush.

I didn't feel things like that. As your body was uncovered I remembered doing that myself under very different circumstances. My thoughts strayed away from the horror of the moment to that sweet night. What was it you had said?

"You're a song written by the hands of God", but I thought the term fit so much more for you. Even covered in your own life blood and maybe dying you are beautiful.

Don't get me wrong 'cuz this might sound to you a bit odd, but I was so starved for a piece of you, to own a piece and if these were your last moments of life then I wanted to spend them crying over you.

You offered yourself to me and I had to deny the gift, but you own the place where all my thoughts go hiding and right under your clothes
is where I find them. The sight of your naked skin brought back the same sense of loss, in tandem with the naked sorrow that you might die.

Underneath your clothes there's an endless story. It's a path I might have chosen instead of pushing you away. On that sterile medical bed there's the man I chose, there's my territory, but its not. I denied any claim I had to you. I felt I couldn't give you the love and life that you deserved. I didn't think I deserved you at the time, but that was before I had to imagine living without you. And all the things I deserve for being such a good girl honey, are now dying in front of me. I know now that I was wrong. Loving you would have been worth whatever consequences I feared.

But, because of you I forgot the smart ways to lie to myself. You seem worth every risk I could ever take. Because of you I'm running out of reasons to cry alone at night. When my friends are gone, when my personal pity parties are over, I think we will still belong to each other

Underneath your clothes there's an endless story. There's the man I chose there's my territory and you're all the things I deserve for being such a good girl honey.

So Tom, when you wake up and read this, I hope that you'll be willing to forgive me for everything. I'll never push you away under the flimsy excuse of being a good girl or Captain again. Play the attached audio file too. I'll be waiting.

All my Love
-Kathryn

Audio file: Underneath Your Clothes - Shakira

You're a song
Written by the hands of God
Don't get me wrong 'cuz
This might sound to you a bit odd
But you own the place
Where all my thoughts go hiding
And right under your clothes
Is where I find them

Underneath your clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honey

Because of you
I forgot the smart ways to lie
Because of you
I'm running out of reasons to cry
When my friends are gone
When my parties over
We will still belong to each other

Underneath your clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honey

Underneath your clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honey

I love you more than all that's on the planet
Movin' talkin' walkin' breathing
You know it's true
Oh baby it's so funny
You almost don't believe it
As every voice is hanging from the silence
Lamps are hanging from the ceiling
Like a lady tied to her manners
I'm tied up to this feeling

Underneath your clothes
There's an endless story
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honey

Underneath your clothes
There's the man I chose
There's my territory
And all the things I deserve
For being such a good girl honey