TITLE: Star Trek: Voyager - At Last.
AUTHOR: D M Harper.
SUMMARY: The beginnings of a romantic relationship between Captain Kathryn Janeway and Seven of Nine; takes place approximately two years (2376) after Seven was freed from the Borg Collective. Alternative Universe!
PAIRING: Kathryn Janeway & Seven of Nine.
RATING: MA for realistic sexual activity.
DISCLAIMER: This story is the work of an imaginative mind and caters to the basic wish of many gay women who watched and enjoyed the adventures of the Star Ship Voyager, for the owners and writers to explore an intimate relationship between two of the female characters. If you look closely and you know you all did, there is a plethora of looks, remarks and actions to tease and tempt us all into believing that Janeway and Seven wanted to be more than just friends. I, along with other Fanfic writers, boldly go where no other writers go, and do so for fun and not for profit. There is no intent to infringe on the copyright of creators Gene Roddenberry, Rick Berman, Michael Piller & Jeri Taylor or Paramount Network Television.
BE WARNED: This entertainment does feature consensual sexual interaction between two females, so if you are underage or unable to view due to restrictions in your part of the world, be gone and take my sympathy with you. If you find such material offensive, you appear to have taken a wrong turn at the last nebula and entered this site by mistake. Lay in a new course and bugger off at warp speed!
A/N: If you take the time to read a chapter, please take the opportunity to review and keep the Muse happy.
Chapter 7
Kathryn ordered a drink at the bar then joined Counsellor Retkin and his family by the buffet table. Looking around, she tried to locate Seven, but came up empty handed. An hour later she excused herself from festivities and headed towards the shoreline.
The Captain greeted crew members along the way and smiled broadly when she spotted her beautiful fiancée playing in the shallow water with Samantha, Neelix and Naomi. The young child was screaming with excitement as Seven tossed her off her shoulders and into the water.
Kathryn stared at her lover and moaned softly as she took in the red bikini clad upper torso. As she neared, she dropped her bags onto the sand and pulled off her sundress.
Wading into the crystal blue water, Kathryn announced her arrival, "So this is where all the fun is happening."
Naomi's head bopped out of the sea with wide eyes, "Captain, I'm so happy to see you. Seven and I are playing dunk."
Laughing heartily, Kathryn replied, "I can see that and it looks enjoyable."
Neelix chuckled at the comment, "It would seem Naomi is the only one being dunked Captain."
Seven stood to her full height and Kathryn lost all train of thought and gawked.
Samantha noted the expression and grabbed her daughter's hand, "Come on Little One, it's way past your bedtime and Neelix owes you a story."
Realising his friend was affording the other two women some privacy, Neelix responded, "Indeed I do Young One. Race you to the towels and the winner selects the tale."
"Goodnight Seven, goodnight Captain," squealed Naomi as she ran out of the gentle surf.
"Goodnight Naomi, Sam and Neelix," replied Kathryn without looking their way. Her gaze remained locked on Seven and she was totally entranced.
"Hello sweetheart," remarked Seven while moving closer and shortening the gap between them. "I missed you today."
Scanning her eyes over Seven's physique, Kathryn was lost for words.
"You approve of my outfit?" enquired the blonde with a hint of flirtation.
"Oh dear god Annika, you take my breath away. You are seriously the most beautiful person I have ever set eyes upon."
Wrapping her arms around her captain, Seven huskily replied, "I love you and you make me feel beautiful with your wondrous words. I am pleased you favour my attire."
Shaking the fuzziness from her brain, Kathryn suggested, "Oh god darling let's go home. I want to touch you all over."
Tilting her head to the left, Seven offered, "You can touch me here."
"Not a wise move my love, I intend on making an awful lot of noise with what I have planned for us."
Giggling, Seven squeezed her girlfriend tighter, "Then we must leave immediately and not delay your strategy."
Kathryn took hold of Seven's left hand and led her to her bags. Once she picked them up, she retrieved her Combadge, "Voyager, this is Captain Janeway. Two to beam on board; site to site transport to my quarters."
"Aye, aye Captain."
-o-
Seven stretched her legs as Kathryn snuggled into her side. "So this is what you and the Doctor were doing today?" she asked while trailing fingertips along Seven's right ear then along her jawline.
"Affirmative my Kathryn; I wanted to surprise you. The Doctor and I have been working with B'Elanna in minimising and discarding a number of my implants."
Kathryn purred, "The three of you have done an outstanding job." The star burst implant was gone from under Seven's right ear as were the ones from her right arm, lower back and rear of her thighs."
"You approve?"
"Yes my love, but as you are fully aware, I never minded them. They were a part of you when I fell deeply in love with you."
A slow smile spread across Seven's face, "I am, but they made me uncomfortable around others."
"I know my darling." Kathryn ran her fingers over the small silver band on Seven's stomach, "This one is much smaller."
In response, the blonde giggled when Kathryn's hand softly passed over her abdominal muscles.
"Oh, I really do like this added bonus of you being more sensitive," regaled Kathryn.
"I find I also enjoy it," confessed Seven as she lifted her left hand and showed her lover the subtle changes. "See, the Doctor was able to remove the webbing from my finger so it doesn't interfere with my beautiful ring. The mesh is much more pliable and thinner."
Reaching for Seven's hand, Kathryn then kissed every inch of it before saying, "I love you, all of you."
"I am pleased, because these three pieces will remain. They still provide assistance to my internal organs."
Renewed arousal seeped into every pore of Kathryn's body, "You are perfect just the way you are Annika." She latched onto Seven's left nipple and suckled gently.
"And you are extremely horny tonight."
With a popping sound, Kathryn let go and focused on sparkling blue orbs, "Where did you hear that word?"
"It was part of my research when studying B'Elanna and Tom's mating rituals under the Doctor's tutelage some time ago. Is the word not correct?"
With a generous smile, Kathryn answered, "Trust me darling, it is correct."
Seven reached down and slid her Borg enhanced hand between Kathryn's parted thighs, "There is one other improvement been made."
Kathryn's next comment was full of surprise, "Darling, you never use you left hand on me like this."
"Affirmative. I've always been frightened of not being able to control my strength and hurting you. Now I have much better control." To prove her point, she concentrated.
Kathryn sat up as tiny vibrations played upon her clitoris. "Oh fuck Annika." She uttered while collapsing backwards.
"Kathryn, this is the first time I have ever heard you swear like B'Elanna."
With glazed eyes and increased core wetness, Kathryn replied, "If you keep making love to me like you do, you are probably going to hear it more often."
And she did, right up until Kathryn fainted from the intensity of their coupling accompanied by multiple orgasms.
-o-
The mining expedition to extract mineral from a hillside deposit began at 0900 hours and concluded at 1600 hours. By the time B'Elanna and Laren returned to the Beach Hotel, they were both exhausted and overly hungry.
As B'Elanna opened her room door, she asked her companion, "Laren, would you care to join me for dinner after a nap?"
"Sure," replied a grubby faced Commander. "Let me have a couple of hours sleep and I'll be good to go."
"Excellent, I'll meet you in the restaurant at 1900 hours."
"Sounds good," agreed Laren as she entered her room sluggishly.
Securing her door, B'Elanna stripped off her soiled clothes while heading for the bathroom. Taking a long hot shower, she slipped into bed naked. In the adjoining room, Laren did the same.
-o-
Checking the time for the fourth time, B'Elanna sighed heavily. It was 1945 hours and Laren was yet to arrive. Refusing to wait any longer and attract the attention of other diners with her rumbling empty tummy; B'Elanna ordered her meal and was back in bed by 2100 hours. She assumed Laren had been too tired to set an alarm and quite frankly, she couldn't blame her.
-o-
Laren woke in fright. The room was dark and she was bathed in perspiration. As her stomach churned, she raced to the ensuite and vomited. Her belly revolted against the onslaught and tears filled her eyes as wave after wave of nausea washed over her.
Thirty minutes passed before she could muster enough strength to dress, pack her bag and transport directly to Sick Bay.
The Doctor shook his head several minutes later, "You are suffering from dehydration, malnutrition and exhaustion. You are confined to bed for the next three days and I will personally deliver your meals."
Holding back another urge to regurgitate, Laren mumbled, "I guess I overdid it."
"That is stating the obvious," retorted the Doctor while injecting an anti-nausea serum. "You are to go to bed immediately. I will be there shortly with some nourishment."
Too tired to argue with the hologram, Laren slowly slipped off the biobed and headed for her quarters.
The Doctor arrived at her bedside moments later carrying a tray containing a large bowl of chicken noodle soup and two bread rolls, "I expect you to eat it all Commander. I assume you have learnt your lesson regards over exerting yourself on the planet." He carefully placed the meal onto the patient's lap.
"You assume correctly Doctor. I forgot about the time and worked a full shift."
"I see and where was Lieutenant Commander Torres while you were ignoring my previous prescribed medical advice?"
Laren swallowed a spoonful of food before answering, "I told her I was fine when she asked me to stop working. I pulled rank on her, so it is my fault entirely."
"Well that is noble of you Commander, but foolish. You forget that only three days ago you had been floating around the Delta Quadrant for a period of two years."
Taking another mouthful of food, Laren nodded in agreement.
Satisfied his medical opinion was being heeded, the Doctor quipped, "At least you are eating well. I will see you again in the morning for breakfast."
"Thank you again Doctor, but I'm sure I can manage to feed myself."
"I highly doubt that Commander. I will be here at 0800 hours."
"Yes Doctor," conceded Laren before dipping the spoon into the bowl again.
The EMH departed in a flash and Laren finished her meal in peace. After deposing of the tray, cutlery and bowl, she showered and climbed back into bed. Slumber found her quickly and there was no more puking for the evening.
-o-
"Doctor to Captain Janeway."
"Go ahead Doctor," answered Kathryn while stroking the curve of Seven's left buttock.
"I am informing you that I have confined Commander Ro to bed for thirty six hours. She managed to ignore my medical advice and overdid it today at the mine and is exhausted. She will however, make a full recovery after adequate rest and sustenance."
"Understood Doctor. Thank you for your outstanding medical expertise and report."
"You are welcome Captain, Doctor out."
Leaning over, Kathryn kissed her lover's back, "Now where was I?"
"I believe you were just about to massage my back," replied a sleepy Seven.
"Oh yes that's right. It was your reward for such a relaxing day and spectacular evening."
"Mmm," murmured Seven as her paramour began to knead her muscles. "I love your touch Kathryn."
"And I love you my darling," hummed a jubilant Kathryn.
"Will you be disappointed if I fall asleep?"
"No my love, that is the whole idea of a massage in bed. Just close your eyes and drift off."
"Goodnight and thank you for a wonderful day."
"You are welcome, sweet dreams."
-o-
B'Elanna turned the corner in the hotel lobby and nearly ran into Kathryn.
"Oh B'Elanna morning, I was just on my way to see you," remarked the Captain in greeting.
"Good morning Captain, is there a problem?"
"No. I just wanted to inform you Laren transported back to the ship last night. It appears she over worked herself yesterday and is recovering in her cabin."
Distressed by the news, B'Elanna replied, "Kahless is she okay?"
"Yes and there is no need to be alarmed. The Doctor has made it his priority to personally attend to her wellbeing."
B'Elanna tittered at the thought, "The poor woman. He'll be insufferable the entire time."
Kathryn's lips curled into a smirk, "No doubt and how did the mining go yesterday?"
"Very well and we will be fully stocked by lunch time today."
"That is good news B'Elanna. When you are done, your team and you are officially on shore leave for the next two days."
"Thank you Captain."
"I'll leave it for you to inform them. Seven and I are off to play tennis."
"I will and have fun."
"We plan to, see you later."
B'Elanna watched her friend head towards the lifts then tapped her Combadge, "Torres to Ro."
"Go ahead."
"I am sorry to learn of your illness. I hope you feel better soon."
"I appreciate your concern Torres."
"Good luck with the Doctor."
"He's a trifle clingy, but means well."
"He enjoys meeting new people and will be overcompensating for the fact he is unable to attend to planet."
"Understood; I have to go. He is at the door now."
"I will speak with you later, Torres out." Walking to the entrance, B'Elanna strolled down the stairs and met up with her team.
-o-
At 1315 hours B'Elanna entered her quarters, showered then dressed in black trousers and an orange shirt. Picking up her purchase from Equin, she exited her cabin and proceeded to Laren's quarters.
Pressing the door bell, she fidgeted with her hair while waiting for a response.
Ro Laren yelled from the other side, "Come on it, the senor will recognise you." She put down the PADD she was working on and sat up straight on the sofa. She smiled when her guest walked through the entry holding a bunch of flowers.
"Hi, I hope I'm not disturbing your convalescence?" enquired a nervous Chief.
"Hello and no. I was just going over some hull plating schematics."
She started to rise, but B'Elanna blurted out, "Stay where you are Laren. I bought you these to cheer you up."
With a wide grin, Laren replied, "Thank you and it's been some time since I've seen fresh blooms."
"Do you have a vase?"
Rolling her eyes, Laren answered, "Yeah sure. I put one in the escape pod just before I set sail."
B'Elanna guffawed, "Oops that was a dumb question. I'll just replicate one for you."
Laren glowed, "That sounds like a good idea."
Going to the replicator, B'Elanna entered a command then placed the arrangement in the ceramic urn.
"I thought you would have been on shore leave by now?" noted Laren as she watched the other woman place the flowers on the dining table.
"I've actually got the next two days off, but I wanted to visit you before returning to the planet."
"And why is that?"
"I feel guilty for allowing you to work for too long yesterday," replied B'Elanna before taking a seat in the armchair.
Laren's features softened, "B'Elanna, it wasn't your fault. I pulled rank and told you I was fine."
"I know, but I should have insisted you stop. I also wanted to apologise for running out on you the other night."
Laren laughed briefly, "It's all right and I didn't mean to shock you with my admission."
"I wasn't shocked."
Somewhat confused by the reply, Laren responded, "Oh, it certainly seemed that way."
"Laren, I was just a little surprised. So tell me about her."
"Ezri Dax?"
"Yes and I gather she is a Trill by the name. When we left DS9 back in 2371, I met a Lieutenant Jadzia Dax. She was a very nice woman."
"I never had the opportunity to meet her. Jadzia made Lieutenant Commander before I arrived and unfortunately was murdered. Her symbiote was weak and Ezri Tigan had just taken up the position of Counsellor. Ezri was the only Trill available on DS9 and through necessity, became the next Dax."
"Kahless that certainly was a welcome and a half for her."
"It was and Ezri was so pissed at the situation. She was straight out of the Academy, twenty five and not planning on becoming a Dax ever."
"It must have been difficult for her to adapt?"
"She struggled at first. I showed up a short time later and was drawn to her Ezri persona. Unfortunately, she had to contend with Jadzia's love for her husband Worf."
"Oh, I can see where that led."
Nodding, Laren continued, "They became lovers and I was shattered. Ezri wasn't strong enough at the stage to combat the feelings she had for Worf and I refused to stand by and share her."
"I'm really sorry Laren."
"In the end, it didn't last with Worf and the last I knew, she was dating Julian Bashir."
"The doctor?" enquired B'Elanna with a crooked right eyebrow.
"Yes, that's him." Laren stood, "Would you like a drink?"
"Sure, I'll have whatever you're having."
Pouring two glasses of Bajoran wine, Laren explained, "Mr Neelix gave me two bottles as a welcome gift." She handed a drink to her guest then sat back down.
"He is a good man with a kind heart."
"That he is and I really like him."
B'Elanna took a sip, "We have a good group of people on board."
"I guess you feel like family and it shows. It was the same on the Enterprise."
"We do and Kathryn is the mother hen," replied the tittering Chief.
Laren laughed at the comparison, "Tell me about your life B'Elanna."
Taking her time, B'Elanna disclosed all and Laren reached out to pat her shoulder when she spoke about her mother Miral's death and her father's desertion when she was a child.
The Bajoran's heart broke as she listened to tales of bigotry, hatred and abuse as B'Elanna grew up and struggled to find her place. Leaning back against the sofa, she relaxed and hang on to the other woman's voice. She was tired, but didn't want to end her time with the person whose company she thoroughly enjoyed.
B'Elanna noticed Laren close her eyes and stopped talking. Quietly, she got up and left. Going to her quarters, she packed a bag then left for her two day break.
-o-
