Tuvok was pulled unexpectedly from his meditation by his door chiming.
"Enter," he bade, his arched brow the only testament to his surprise when Paris appeared.
The grin on the helmsman's face was unusually bright as he stopped before his somewhat friend. Also out of the norm was the dress uniform he was wearing.
"Tuvok, I was wondering if you might do me and Kathryn a favor?"
Standing, he motioned for the pilot to state his request, already moving toward his bedroom.
"Could you marry us?"
"I'll change and follow you," was his only reply as he shut the door to his inner room.
When he reemerged in his dress uniform, Paris was looking at him suspiciously. "That was easy. You've known her a long time, Tuvok. No threats or advice?"
Tilting his head, the Chief of Security studied him. "Threats are illogical at this point. The only advice I can offer is that you go into this with your eyes open, Mr. Paris. You will have to sacrifice much for her, including things you never should have to. You will have to accept that she puts the crew above you and herself. You will be furious with her, you will fight with her, and-at times-you will hate her."
Tom was listening to him intently, knowing the Vulcan was right and forcing himself not to dismiss his warnings.
Tuvok was glad to see the man meeting his eyes steadily. There was no hint of retreat or trepidation in his gaze.
"If you do this and you leave her, you will break her."
"I've been in love with her since I was a kid, Tuvok. Whatever happens, once I have her, I'm not ever letting her go. I want to share her burden, not add to it."
"Then, it is my belief that we should proceed with the endeavor."
Chuckling, Tom led the Vulcan to Kathryn's quarters. She smiled at Tuvok when he entered. Her hair was down, but she was wearing her dress uniform as well. Moving to her friend, she pulled him into a rare hug.
"Thank you, Tuvok," she whispered.
A rarely seen smile graced his face as he nodded to her. "It is my honor, Kathryn Janeway."
Tom grinned as he moved into place. "I'll get you a ring when we get home," he promised her as he took her hands.
The firm belief he had that she would succeed brought tears and determination to her eyes. Tuvok performed the ceremony, glad to be a part of such an important event in his friends' lives. There would be precious few truly good times in the next seven years.
But, Tom kept his promise and she kept hers.
And they came out unbreakable.
AN: This was just a series of drabble ideas that nagged me until I succumbed. I hope that you like them. I know they're pretty much all fluff, but, hey-we need more lovin' in the Tom/Kathryn ship. I won't rewrite the Voyager series but, you can see how a great many things would have been different. Personally, I think Janeway would have gotten them home sooner. Meh, use your imagination for their happily ever after. Thanks for reading!