Disclaimer: I own nothing. REALLY wish I owned the original idea for Janeway though (sigh...)

WARNING: M rated for J/C content. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

Author's Note: I realize that this is another short chapter, but I promise that I'm NOT done with these two, yet... ;)

Bliss.

That was what Kathryn Janeway was experiencing in that moment. Utter, undeniable, perfect bliss.

I've never felt so… at peace. So complete. She smiled slightly. I've dreamed about making love with Chakotay, but I never imagined it being so… overwhelming. Overpowering. All-consuming.

Suddenly, fear bubbled up from inside as she considered the fact that the events of the previous night had been no more than another fantasy. Whenever she had experienced dreams like this in the past, she had woken up only to find herself alone in the bed, entangled in her sheets. However, as her senses returned to her, she was well aware that every single one of the events had happened.

Kathryn smiled again as a light pressure brought her out of her deep, satisfied slumber, making her rise into consciousness and out of sleep like coming to the surface after a deep-sea dive. The pressure in question was one that she was unfamiliar with, but one that felt unbelievably natural. She could feel it at her back and wrapped around her legs, providing comforting warmth as she slowly stirred. It was draped over her ribs and waist, proving that last night was not just another dream.

She looked at Chakotay's left hand which rested just below her sternum, his thumb brushing the underside of her breast, rising and falling with every breath she took.

Kathryn turned in her lover's embrace, and regarded him for a moment, how relaxed he looked, how untroubled as he breathed evenly. She reached out and delicately traced the lines of his tattoo, memorizing it. Her hand moved down his jaw, over his chin and to his full lips, where she placed a kiss.

She was about to pull away when he slowly responded, pulling her to him and deepening the kiss by pressing his lips against hers.

"Good morning," Chakotay grinned as he pulled away and she struggled to breathe evenly.

"Good morning," she whispered back, realizing just how long she had wanted to wake up to see him lying next to her.

Kathryn curled against him, resting her head on his shoulder and her hand on his chest as she listened to his strong heartbeat, smiling as she remembered whom that heart belonged to.

And so they lay there in loving peace, each completely content in the arms of the other.

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