Chakotay's POV:
I wake with a start. 'A nightmare', I try to calm down. 'It was only a nightmare.'
But still, I can't shake off the bad feeling and the panic. The images have burned themselves into my mind, I can't get rid of them.
I still see her infront of me, her, the love of my life. She is lying in the floor motionless, her typically shining blue eyes staring into nothingness.
I have to see her, I have to know that she is okay.
Determined, I leave my bedroom.
