Moonlight's Spell
Summary: Uninhibited by their usual restraint, Seven and Captain Janeway share a passionate night together. When the Captain is faced with the astonishing consequence of their encounter, she is forced to cross yet another boundary she told herself she never would.
Disclaimer: This work is a piece of fiction, and is meant for entertainment purposes only. I have no ownership of Star Trek, the Voyager series, its characters or plot, etc.
Author's note: This is one chapter in an ongoing story. It takes place roughly between seasons 6 and 7. It is written as an alternative storyline and not all details are 100% accurate. It contains femmeslash and is rated M for graphic sexual content. Do not continue if this is not to your liking.
Chapter 7 – Rumors
"Captain…I…uh…" Chakotay struggled to form some sort of response; meanwhile his face blushed bright red. He scratched the back of his head nervously and avoided either of their faces. "I was just…"
"Commander!" Janeway said, instinctively stepping away from Seven and clearing her throat as she frantically searched her mind for some sort of explanation.
"Well," Chakotay said picking up the paad at his feet, "I was just coming to see you, Captain, but I see that you're…busy… I'll—"
"No, we just were—" the Captain started, but she caught herself. She couldn't hide this anymore, especially not from her first officer—her good friend.
"I was just leaving." Seven said, irritation audible in her voice.
"No! Seven, wait!" Kathryn said, catching her by the hand. She looked firmly into Seven's eyes, begging her to trust her. She turned to Chakotay, trying to smile casually, Seven's hand still in hers, "I'm sorry Chakotay. It seems you have stumbled upon us…saying goodnight."
"Saying goodnight?" Chakotay mumbled, apparently to himself. He frowned as he studied the both of them. Janeway wondered if the redness on his face was really out of embarrassment or out of anger. Could he be…jealous? She thought to herself, But of whom?
"Excuse me?" the Captain said, pretending she had not heard his incredulity.
"Nothing," he said, cracking a rather forced smile, "So, I guess I'll just report back in the morning then. It's not terribly important, anyway."
"What was it, Chakotay?" Janeway inquired, feeling Seven standing very close beside her.
"Just some more reports on those readings we found down on the planet. But it can wait 'till morning!" Chakotay said, shrugging it off. He seemed very keen to leave the two of them as soon as possible.
"Readings?" Seven asked, with a curious expression.
He opened his mouth to respond but the Captain cut him off, "You're right, Chakotay, we can discuss that in the morning."
He smiled, a sigh of relief barely audible. He nodded to the both of them, "Sure, Captain, goodnight. Seven."
"Goodnight." Janeway nodded as he turned and left.
"What readings is the Commander talking about?" Seven said in an insistent voice.
"I believe he's talking about the radiation he and the away team found down on the northern continent of Lumina."
"Does this radiation have to do with your illness?"
"Seven," Janeway said squeezing her arm gently, "I told you I am not sick."
"But you still have not explained to me why you have been acting so strangely, why you are under the Doctor's care."
"Seven, I really want to tell you everything, but it's very complicated."
"Explain it to me. I am confident that I am sufficiently intelligent."
Janeway heaved a sigh and pulled Seven into her courters. She asked Seven to sit down, but of course she refused. Instead Seven stood watching her pace back and forth. She started several times, but made little more than a mumbling sound.
After a several minutes of waiting, Seven spoke up, "What is wrong?"
"Nothing is wrong, Seven." Kathryn said, "I just don't know how to tell you this."
"Tell me what?" Seven insisted. She seemed to be losing her patience.
"Well, when we were down on the planet… something happened when we were…intimate."
"When we engaged in copulation."
"Cop-?" Kathryn blinked at her. After all this time, her bluntness still phased her. "Yes."
Seven approached her, a frightened look on her face. "Have I harmed you?"
"No!" Kathryn nearly laughed, "Of course not, Seven!"
"Then what happened?" Seven said, clearly agitated by her ambiguity.
"I'm pregnant." Kathryn finally blurted out.
"I do not understand." Seven said.
"I've been feeling ill and passing out because I'm pregnant, not because I'm sick."
Seven stared at her blankly, her face white once again. Then she frowned, looking first at Kathryn's face, then down at her stomach, and back up to her face again. After a moment she glanced down at her own mesh covered hand. The color returned to her face right about when Kathryn would have guessed Seven's eidetic memory put all the pieces together.
"The nano-technology…" she nearly whispered. Suddenly she looked up at Kathryn with fear in her eyes, "but I –have- harmed you! It is trying to assimilate you!"
"No, Seven." Kathryn reassured her, "Somehow, we have created something completely new, a new life…a baby."
"A baby?" Seven repeated, the word seeming to be unfamiliar to her.
"Yes, a combination of my D.N.A. and yours, carried by nano-technology."
"You are not upset by this?" Seven frowned at her.
"No, Seven, I'm not." She said slowly approaching Seven and wrapping her arms around her slender neck. "You know why?"
A smile peaked from behind Seven's lips. She wrapped her arms around that familiar place on Kathryn's hips. Kathryn felt her heart melt as she watched Seven's eyelids droop at the feel of Kathryn's body against her.
"Because I love you, Seven." Kathryn whispered into Seven's ear, placing a soft kiss there.
Seven's smell was intoxicating. Kathryn hungrily placed wet kisses down Seven's neck as she released her blond curls from their bonds. She smiled at the sight before her. Seven's golden hair, her endless blue eyes, her plump red lips, Kathryn wanted to let it all soak in. But more than all of Seven's beauty, the way Seven looked at her made Kathryn's heart race. Still, Seven said nothing.
"Seven…" Kathryn whispered, tracing her fingers along Seven's jawline towards her lips.
Seven's lips against hers interrupted her thought. Seven's hand at her neck pulled her even deeper. Kathryn could feel her knees weakening and her center warming as Seven pressed her tongue gently into her mouth. At the same moment that Seven's hand wandered from the small of her back to her ass, Kathryn's hands wandered to Seven's breasts. Seven moaned into Kathryn's mouth, squeezing her ass in return.
After much teasing back and forth, Kathryn broke the kiss.
Seven lingered millimeters from her face, looking disappointed but quickly growing concerned, "Is something wrong? Have I harmed you? Are you feeling ill again?"
"No." Kathryn smiled, she found it endearing when Seven worried for her. "Sit down."
"Why?" Seven said, arching a brow at her.
"Trust me." Kathryn said with a playful smirk.
She obliged, and sat down on the couch nearby, watching Kathryn curiously, who sat down beside her. Seven welcomed her lips again as Kathryn reached behind her neck and undid her biosuit. Seven reached around to undo the redhead's shirt, but Kathryn stopped her. Instead, Seven let Kathryn trail kisses down her neck and chest. She slowly peeled the biosuit down, exposing Seven's full breasts, nipples already firm.
Seven held in a gasp as Kathryn brought the right into her mouth, sucking on it softly. The way Seven shivered under her made Kathryn wet, but she focused on the other breast now, flicking her tongue over her nipple coyly.
"Kate…" Seven mumbled softly, biting her lip.
But she took her time moving down Seven's belly, tasting as much skin as she could find, peeling of her clothes as she went along. When she reached a small patch of hair she stopped. She rubbed gently on the cloth there, moistening it quickly. Seven arched up, pressing against her hand. Seven mumbled her protest when Kathryn pulled away to remove the rest of her suit.
"Shh…" Kathryn cooed before trailing kisses up Seven's slender leg and up her thigh and then leisurely back up the other.
Seven tossed her head back into the couch as Kathryn's lips finally closed around her swelling clit. Kathryn sucked greedily on Seven's center, lapping up the moisture she found there. She alternated between sucking and flicking her tongue over Seven's clit, enjoying the way it made her core tense and her back arch. She ran her tongue over her opening, causing her to buck up, accepting her tongue deep inside her.
"Kate!" she moaned quietly.
Kathryn looked up at Seven, who was struggling to keep her eyes open, but was watching her closely. Kathryn smiled into Seven's pussy, watching her uneven breathing as she sucked on her clit. Then, Seven's head fell back again as Kathryn slowly added a finger into her opening. Seven squeezed tightly around her, her whole body tensing. Adding a second finger, Kathryn found a rhythm with Seven's. She continued to suck on her clit as Seven's moans became loader and her body began to shake.
Kathryn lay beside her on the couch, trailing kisses up her arm, waiting patiently for her breathing to even out. After a moment, Seven turned to face her. She smiled at her softly. For a moment Kathryn could have sworn she was about to say something, but instead she simply placed a soft kiss on Kathryn's lips. Soon her hands wandered again to the zipper of Kathryn's shirt.
"Seven," Kathryn said placing a hand on hers, "I'm not sure that I should…well I should be careful."
But Seven didn't stop. Kathryn had a feeling Seven needed to reclaim control. She knew she should take it easy, but she wasn't sure she could resist her. Be honest, she thought to herself, when have you ever resisted her?
Kathryn was relieved, however, when Seven pressed her bare skin against hers and pulled a blanket over top the two of them. Kathryn placed her head on Seven's chest, tangling their legs together. She could feel Seven's breathing slow as she fell asleep minutes later, her arms wrapped possessively around Kathryn.
Janeway awoke to the computer sounding its usual waking call. She moaned and rolled over. Suddenly, she opened her eyes. It took her a moment to recall why she should find herself there on the couch. Her heart sunk when she did not find Seven lying next to her. The couch seemed oddly cold and empty without her.
Janeway rubbed her eyes with a yawn and stood up. There was no sign of Seven anywhere. For half a minute she had the horrible feeling that it had all been a dream. But when she shivered from the cold and wrapped the blanket around her, Seven's pleasing smell surrounded her.
After several dreamy minutes she finally ripped herself from the blanket as she stepped into the sonic shower. As she soothed her aching muscles, she found it hard to get her mind working; it wandered back into Seven's arms, content to go on sleeping.
All of a sudden, her body jerks herself awake as she begins to fall asleep. "About time for some coffee." She mumbles to herself.
The Captain had never been much of a morning person, but and old fashion cup of coffee always seemed to do the trick. There was something about a hot cup of "coffee, black" that had got her through the years at Starfleet, and the years out here in the Delta Quadrant.
For now, however, she would have to do without. Instead, she headed for the mess hall to find Neelix. Perhaps he would know of some other magical liquid that could get her through the alpha shift. She only hoped it didn't taste as awful as his last experiment with the fruits he collected down on Lumina; half the alpha shift had to be excused to visit sick bay.
"Captain!" Neelix said in his usual bright and cheery tone. "What brings you to the mess hall so early this morning?"
Neelix was stirring a large pot of something, which thankfully looked nothing like the concoction from the other day. He had a big toothy smile on his face and he was humming happily. If it had perhaps been closer to noon, rather than o five hundred, Janeway may have been able to smile back, but instead pinched the bridge of her nose and tried not to roll her eyes. She was starting to feel the caffeine withdrawal, and Neelix's humming was nothing short of obnoxious at the moment.
"I need something…" she said, making vague gestures with her hands.
"Coffee, black!" Neelix said setting aside the spoon in his hand.
"No!" she said shaking her head, "I shouldn't. I was hoping you had something… else. I need to lay off the caffeine."
Neelix eyed her curiously, holding a mug and a pitcher of coffee. Apparently she had stopped him mid poor.
"Oh…" Neelix said with a frown. He squinted at her as if wondering if he had heard her correctly. "Are you sure that's a good idea?"
"I'm sorry?" Janeway said incredulously.
"Oh! Nothing! I just thought… never mind me!" He set the mug and pitcher down and went back into the kitchen, making quite a racket searching for something. "You know, I think I've got just the thing. It's around here somewhere…"
After a few minutes of noisy searching, he apparently found what he was looking for. "Ah ha!" he said, "Here it is. It's a traditional Talaxian medicinal tea. It's full of nutrients and vitamins. It's good for exhaustion, nausea, Talaxian flu, even morning sickness!"
"Perfect." The Captain mumbled rather sarcastically. She wished he hadn't mentioned morning sickness, because suddenly she started to feel sick to her stomach.
"Maybe I should brew you some," he said, taking some dark leaves from the tiny wooden box he had took from god knows where, "you look kind of pale. Are you feeling okay, Captain?"
"I'm fine, Neelix." She said, gripping the counter very tightly; she did not need to pass out here in front of the crew that dotted the mess hall. "Maybe I'll just get that to go."
"Sure thing, Captain!" he said with a reassuring nod.
On her way out Janeway couldn't help but notice Ensign Kim sitting with another crewmember close to the door. He must be getting off the night shift, she thought to herself. If that's true, then I'm later than I thought! But when she heard her name as she passed by, her ears perked up.
"I know! The Captain's been acting so strange lately!" said the blond female science officer next to him.
Harry Kim nodded, not seeming to notice the Captain standing not three meters away. "Yeah, ever since that shore leave down on Lumina she's been different. She's been to sick bay at least three times since we left, and she's been hiding away in her courters almost all the time."
"You don't think she's having a love affair or something?" the blond said jokingly.
Harry laughed, "I don't know. But I have a feeling that Tom knows something he won't tell."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, the Captain went missing for a whole night down on that planet."
"Yeah, but so did almost a dozen crew."
"Yeah, but Tom was the one who found her. When I asked him where he found her and what she was up to, he shrugged it off and made some excuse about having to find B'ellana."
"So?"
"His face was as red as his jacket."
The Captain managed to sneak out of the mess hall without being noticed. But she had no such luck in the corridors. Janeway thought it could have just been her imagination, but she felt like everyone's eyes were on her as she made her way to the bridge. It seemed like everyone was talking to each other in hushed voices, but as she approached they became quiet, watching her carefully.
"This is getting ridiculous," she muttered to herself.
She had no sooner decided to settle whatever rumors were flying around when she turned the corner and slammed right into Chakotay. Her so far untouched tea went flying out from her hand and all over Chakotay's chest.
"Chakotay!" she nearly screamed, "I'm so sorry!"
Despite obvious discomfort, he smiled through gritted teeth. "It's alright, Captain."
"I've been so distracted this morning." She said shaking her head apologetically.
"I was actually coming to find you." He said, looking her up and down worriedly. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine!" she said, smiling encouragingly.
"We were just worried about you. It's nearly o' six hundred."
"Goodness, really?" She said rubbing her eyes tiredly. "Wow, this really isn't my morning."
"We tried you on the comm." he said, peering down at her uniform where her comm. badge was missing, "but you didn't respond."
She instinctively reached for her badge, but found nothing but cloth. "Well, it appears that not only am I late, but I am missing my full uniform." she said, shrugging her shoulders diffidently.
"Are you sure you are okay?" Chakotay said, resting a caring hand on her arm.
"To be honest," she said, smiling appreciatively at his concern, "I'm troubled by the recent gossip aboard the ship."
He smiled knowingly, "You mean the gossip about you and Seven?"
She coughed, her eyes opening wide. "Excuse me?"
"Despite my surprise last night, Kathryn, the crew has suspected something was going on between the two of you for quite some time."
"What?" she said, nearly falling over.
"To be honest," he said, watching her closely from the corner of his eye, "I didn't want to believe it… but I'm happy for you, both of you… We're all happy for you."
She stared at him in amazement. Was she really hearing what she thought she was hearing? Not only did everyone already know, but they approved? She didn't know what to think about that.
He squeezed her arm encouragingly, "You may be our Captain, but you deserve happiness just like the rest of us."
With no caffeine or Talaxian tea to speak of, Captain Janeway was struggling to make it through the afternoon senior staff meeting. If it wasn't for Seven's eyes on her the whole time, she might have fallen asleep the moment she sat down. The Doctor was doing most of the talking, explaining what his and Seven's research had found out so far about the planet they had returned to earlier that morning.
Despite Seven's neutral expression, Janeway could tell she was worried about her. Her eyes barely left the corner of the table where the Captain was sitting, struggling to stay awake and desperately fighting off the feeling of nausea that threatened to resurface.
Janeway didn't even realize she wasn't paying attention until the senior staff started applauding softly. It took her a moment to realize that the Doctor had just announced that Tom and B'ellana were expecting. He continued to list three other couples that were also in the early stages of pregnancy.
The Captain froze, realizing that the Doctor's eyes were on her. He smiled at her widely, "Captain, did you want to say something?"
