Just Breathe
A Star Trek: Voyager drabble
By Lady Mac
Canon position: Immediately following the conclusion of S.4's "Day of Honor"
Disclaimer: No own, no sue, yadda yadda.
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Tom Paris was partially conscious when he materialized in the transporter room, and stumbled as B'Elanna collapsed on him, suddenly no longer weightless. To his groggy mind, the oxygenated air seemed almost to sparkle, and he imagined he could still feel the mass of her body against his as they were transported hurriedly to Sickbay.
B'Elanna awoke to a gentle touch on her forearm. Her eyes slowly focused on the figure at her side – Tom.
"We didn't die." He smiled ruefully. "Let's forget what you said."
Her chest was suddenly heavy. "No, Tom, I—"
"Shh," he whispered. "Just breathe."
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