Disclaimer: So I'm back to writing Voyager fan fiction. So sue me. So I may be a little rusty. So send some feedback then!! But a year has not changed the fudemental fact: Paramounts owns these characters. They're just on loan with me (and having much more fun, I might add!!)
    Aqui, this one is for you and your faith in me. May you never loose it. Now how about us to make some mischief, eh??



    Just Walk Away
    by Camilla Sandman

    Just Walk Away, you said. I didn't. So you're not to blame. It was my own choice. My choice, not yours. My tears. My heart.
    You asked me to walk away. I didn't. I stuck by you, the loyal first officer to the last. Stood by you day after day, decision after decision, struggle after struggle. I carried your burdens, cried your tears for you, played the dangerous game of flirting with you, even if my heart broke every time.
    You told me to walk away. I didn't. I couldn't. By now I was too deep in, unable to walk away, unable to stay.
    For each time you asked me to look another way, to just walk out and never look back, I believed I was closer. Closer to you, to me, to us.
    I believed in us more than anything. So when you told me to walk away, I didn't. For I believed.
    You begged me to walk away. I didn't. I couldn't. I wouldn't. It had been some many years now that I was getting quite used to the chase. Other women would come and pass, and that hint of jealousy in you was enough for me to ignore that desperate tone of your voice when you asked me to walk away, once more.
    We were never meant for each other.
    But I refused to see. For I loved. And I knew you loved me. I just didn't realise you loved me enough to ask me to walk away. We were never meant for each other.
    There were moments, however.. brief moments past by before truly appreciated. Such as New Earth. Maybe there could our love have stood a chance. But New Earth passed, as every moment we had together.
    There was a time maybe even you believed we had a future together. After we returned home. After we stopped being the Captain and her First Officer and started becoming Chakotay and Kathryn.
    But somewhere along the line you saw something I didn't. Maybe it was the Borg. Maybe you saw the fundamental differences in our believes, our methods. Maybe it was the fact that you were, after all Starfleet, and I were, after all, Maquis. An obstacle we thought we had overcome, but it was always there, hovering in the background.
    Whatever you saw...Changed you. You still flirted, but only to escape talking seriously. And your eyes...
    You used to look at me all the time, and your eyes would tell me what your words couldn't. That was my one hope. For no matter how hard you begged me to walk away, your eyes asked me to stay. And so I did. Until I became so sure of what your eyes would tell me that I didn't even bother to look. And so I missed the Abyss in your eyes, and I certainly didn't see it reflected in my own.
    For I believed I was so close. One heartbeat from winning your heart.
    But instead we were one heartbeat from loosing it all. And the moment came, the moment I believed to be ours, and it was, but it was our end.
    Just walk away, you told me. I only held on stronger. Still, you slipped through my fingers, and in the end I could do nothing but see you fall.
    And even then could I not walk away. And so I fell with you.

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