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Note: This is a very short intro to what will hopefully turn out to be a string of fan fiction. It is my first fanfic ever and I apologize in advance for any huge blunders. Lol Reviews are welcome and appreciated. Thanks! :) -Morrigan Wildwood
"Harry, you have the bridge" he said with a knowing smile as he saw the Ensign beam in response. "Yes sir" he replied sounding eager and proud that he was beginning to get more recognition from his superiors. Chakotay knew that Harry deserved to be honored with the rank of Lieutenant, but Kathryn liked to do things "by the book", and in her eyes there were no more positions open to him. He pondered this, and as usual couldn't find a way around her thinking that she would find reasonable. Then his mind wandered to her. The timid look she had given him in the cargo bay, the way the look of uncertainty had shown through on her beautiful face as he'd spoken to her. He had been fond of her since the mission to retrieve Lieutenant Kelley's module when they had shared a little about their pasts with each other, he remembered how sweet he had found it that she had wanted to be a ballerina. The fact that she had shared that with him had made him feel honored because she didn't often open up to anyone. The night she had come to him asking about his views of the afterlife when she had almost died because of her cortical node had made him realize just how much he cared for her and that she was more in touch with her humanity than even she seemed to comprehend had convinced him that he shouldn't be so reserved around her, that perhaps he form a closer relationship with her. He had always known she was beautiful and that he was attracted to her, but he also knew that she had led a very traumatic life and that it would take her a long time to get back in touch with herself and her humanity. If he were to be honest with himself a part of him had known for quite some time that he should try to form a closer friendship with her, even though he understood now that he wanted more than friendship with the fragile young woman. As he walked to Astrometrics he pondered what exactly he would say, and a small part of him feared that if he asked her to go on a date with him that she might be frightened off and refuse him, but the possibility that she might say yes made it well worth the risk.