This was inspired by a photo I saw recently.
B'Elanna couldn't sleep. Last night was the annual Voyager reunion. Tuvok had barely changed, he looked stately as ever. Janeway looked the perfect Admiral, she'd aged gracefully. Chakotay looked distinguished as befitted an Academy professor. Although now Captain, Harry was as baby faced as ever. Naomi Wildman now a beautiful young woman, had attended with the startlingly handsome Icheb. Seven looked stunning as ever, more comfortable in her own skin each year. B'Elanna wasn't shallow but looking at her holo-addicted, snoring husband now balding with a paunch she wondered for one more time what she'd ever seen in him!
