Regress
or
Why it's NOT always a good idea to call Security.
"Sickbay to Seven of Nine."
"Sickbay to Lt. Torres."
"…"
"Captain to Seven of Nine or Lt. Torres. B'Elanna? Seven? Doctor, scan Engineering for life signs."
"Scan complete Captain. Both women appear to be alive and…"
"and?"
"And, well… in close proximity."
*sigh* "Are they fighting again?"
"I don't think so Captain, while their heart rates and body temperatures are elevated, both seem to be coming down. …odd, Seven's biosuit should have maintained her temperature at its optimal level."
"Hmm, perhaps they've worked out their issues then?"
"This is the Delta Quadrant Captain, stranger things have happened."
"Seven of Nine to Captain Janeway."
"Finally. Seven, what is going on? Yours and B'Elanna's communicators have been off for the past two hours."
"…"
"Seven?"
"I… am unsure Captain. I have no memory of the last 2.18 hours."
"Well Seven, I might have an answer to that."
"Proceed Doctor… what are you… oh, Lieutenant…"
"Seven?"
"*gasp*…nothing, go ahead Doctor."
"Right, well, Seven it seems that we've picked up a random Borg interlink frequency signal being generated by a device in this Borg debris field we are traveling through. After Naomi Wildman spoke with the Captain about your odd behaviour this morning, the Captain and I have been doing a bit of research. With my knowledge of your Borg systems and the Captain's keen eye for science powered by a pot of black coffee, it seems that the signal is causing dormant neural patterns in your cortical node to manifest themselves and `take over' your body. But don't worry, we've solved the problem so you should have no more 'blackouts'. You say that you've lost 2.18 hours of time that you've been in Lt. Torres' office, has she indicated that you've been behaving differently?"
"…I believe her current behaviour and our current… condition, would indicate that that is a likely probability."
"What do you mean Seven? Can you be more specific?"
"~NO!~"
"B'Elanna?"
"Captain, I believe that Lieutenant Torres would prefer that the specifics of our… interactions for the past 2 hours not be known."
"Well, give me the Coles Notes version then- the general idea Seven."
"…Lieutenant Torres and I seem to have… mated. Repeatedly. She is currently licking a bite wound on my cheek and whispering Klingon words of devotion in my ear."
*THUMP*
"Captain?"
"Hold on Seven, she's fainted. I'm putting her on a biobed."
"Very well Doctor. You can tell her when she wakes up that my wife and I will be on marital leave for the next 4 days. Seven out."
"Be'nal, you don't remember anything?"
"No, however, my cortical node should have recorded all the visual and sensory data from the past two hours. I may simply need to `jog' my memory somehow in order to access those memories."
"I think I can manage that. Grab the rest of our clothing… what's left of it. Computer. Designate the quarters of B'Elanna Torres now to the quarters of B'Elanna and Seven Hansen-Torres."
*BEE-BOOP*
"Computer, two to transport to the Hansen-Torres quarters."
~FIN~
A/N: Just a little challenge I set for myself to try and write a scene using only dialogue and no description. It was very tough. I kept wanting to add things like "The Captain looked at a puzzled Doctor" or "B'Elanna touched Seven's cheek". I'll probably do more as little brain breaks from R&D.
