Sorry I took so long to upload this, my laptop decided it wanted to hate me and I have been studying for my exams and working. promise not to take so long next time.
Disclaimer: I only wish Voyager was mine, but Paramount owns them and it is our duty to speculate what they don't see fit to reveal in the series, and are too lazy to make a movie. If only they would see it our way...
A/N: This story is pretty much explained in the title. It's rated 'T' for language, and I hope it doesn't bore you. Please read and review.
I Think She Needs Coffee Chapter 1 – The Find
The doors of the turbolift opened to reveal Captain Kathryn Janeway standing there, a dangerous glare in her eyes. She stared around her bridge on the USS Voyager, looking for the person who had woken her up from the first good night's sleep she had had in weeks.
There he was, she thought, looking directly into the eyes of her first officer, Commander Chakotay, with the look saying 'Why the hell did you wake me up when you know there is no coffee and I have had next to no sleep in the past three weeks'.
Chakotay saw the look in her eyes and, almost physically, drew back, as if he knew his days were numbered.
"Captain, I thought you would like to know that we have found massive deposits of dilithium on a planet approximately 50 thousand lightyears away."
By the look on her face, Chakotay knew he had half done the right thing, but half hadn't. Shit, he thought, I should have known better than to wake her up when she was banned from coffee. The Doctor had said there was too much caffeine in her system, so she was banned from drinking coffee, which meant she was unapproachable, and most of all, an unhappy and unsociable lover. But, then again, no one knew about that certain fact of their lives, and it was going to stay that way.
"Commander, my ready room, NOW!" His long-time secret lover was obviously not in a good mood, but hopefully, just hopefully, she was in the mood for something relatively nice.
The commander stood up from his chair next to Kathryn's at the centre of the bridge, ready to follow his CO into her ready room, her domain.
The swish of the door brought Chakotay back to his senses, and he stood in front of the Captain's desk. She sat down, a wishful look on her face directed towards her beloved replicator, hoping a cup of steaming hot coffee would appear and her fatigue would be no more.
"Chakotay, I know I have been a bit testy this week," Kathryn started, looking directly into his eyes, "But I'm really sorry about that, being banned from coffee this week, just when I need it."
"Kathryn, it's OK," the Commander started. "I can put up with your lack of coffee, and your bad moods, but I don't think the rest of the crew can. Tom and B'Elanna are getting worried, so is Tuvok, though he didn't say it in that many words, and Neelix is saying that the crew morale is dropping because you are storming around the ship in bad moods. I know not having coffee affects you, but everyone's getting really worried about you, it's not like you to be going around like this."
Kathryn just looked at Chakotay over the top of her desk console, a slightly sad yet slightly happy look on her 'Captain' face.
"Chakotay, it's not entirely about the coffee, its.."
"What do you mean 'it's not entirely about the coffee'? I haven't seen you this disturbed since we left the void."
"Chakotay, I'm pregnant," she said bluntly, looking her lover directly in his eyes.
Chakotay was at a loss for words.
