Disclaimer: Trek owns all and my soul.
Summary: A glimpse into some of Janeway and Chakotay's cherished mornings.
A/N: It is SAD and probably a bit amateur, but I wanted to write it. So I did.
In The Morning
By Major_Ryan
It was the first morning after they had decided to give into their love fully and completely. It was the first time they had made love into the following day. A glorious and beautiful beginning, that could only be experienced once, together.
"A very good morning to you, my handsome warrior and keeper of my heart", she lovingly whispered to him.
"A very good morning to you, my beautiful woman and love of my life", he lovingly whispered in return.
It was the first morning after their union as husband and wife. It was the first time they would make love into the early hours of the morning. A certified beginning, that could only be experienced once, together.
"Good morning, my beautiful wife", she uttered to him.
"Good morning, my handsome husband", he uttered in return.
It was the first morning after their child had took his first steps. It was the first time they would make love into the night. A beginning, that could only be experienced once, together.
"Morning, love", she spoke.
"Morning, love", he returned.
It was the last morning. It was the last time they would spend it together. Ending an experience that could only be lived once.
"I love you", she cried.
"Goodbye".
The End.