Hey Guys, I hope you all had ab awesome Easter, I know I did. I recently went to a litrature day at Fremantle which was really good so if you can get to one of those I definately recommend going. So, I hope you enjoy this chapter!
Kathryn slipped into the turbo lift after a long day. Chakotay had been making it excruciating to be on the bridge. Unfortunately they had stumbled across a class 12 nebula that shut down the warp core. They had spent the better part of the day trying to get it back online while trying to figure what exactly had caused it to shut down in the first place. All through the day, she could feel Chakotay's eyes raking her body, leering at her, making her feel incredibly uncomfortable. Luckily B'Elanna had been able to get it back online after many difficulties. Her mind kept replaying the scene after B'Elanna's success. Chakotay had walked up to her, suggestively eying her up and down, and suggested they celebrate the success together. She turned him down simply before heading back to her quarters but couldn't shake the feeling of his eyes on her body.
She let out a long breath as the doors of the turbo lift opened and strode into the hall. She quickly reached her quarters and keyed in the access code. She walked in, expecting to find her normal quarters and instead found the lights dimmed and a romantic table for two set up in the middle of the room. Q stepped up to her and handed her a glass of red wine, allowing his fingers to brush over hers. He smiled down at her before walking over to the table and pulling out a chair.
"Why don't you sit, Kathy? You seem tired," Q offered.
"Thank you Q but I have already pointed previously, you have already had your chance and unless I'm mistaken I haven't given you another," she retorted but sat down anyway.
"I'm merely here as a friend," he replied easily, "I just want you to be able to relax after a stressful day. That's all I'm thinking about."
Although suspicious she allowed Q to serve her the meal. It was as beautiful as all previous meals he had given her and she couldn't help but flush at Q's attentions. Everything he had given her or done for her had brought butterflies to her stomach in the last few weeks and although it disturbed her greatly she knew way. She never thought she would feel this way for another man after Mark.
"Are you okay, Kathy?" Q questioned, breaking her from her thoughts.
"I'm fine, Q" she snapped, annoyed at him for making her feel these things.
"No you're not, Kathy. I can see it. There's something going on. Please tell me," he pleaded, placing his hand over her own.
"I'm finding life difficult thanks to you," she replied, moving her hand from underneath his.
"I don't understand. What have I done?" he asked, clearly confused.
"Nothing, Q. You have done absolutely nothing," she sighed, suddenly feeling tired after such a stressful day.
"What's happened? I must know," he demanded.
"What do you think Q? What is always my problem?" she raged at him.
"You are not making sense Kathy," he insisted.
"I'm sorry Q. it's been a stressful day. Chakotay's been, well, he's been the same. I just need him to leave me alone," she admitted, looking down into her plate.
"Bastard," he whispered.
He tensed, thinking of all the horrible things Chakotay would try to do to his beloved Kathy. Of what he had tried. It angered him that no one had done anything about it. It was obvious how terribly it was affecting Kathy and he couldn't stand seeing her in pain. He wanted to kill the bastard, or at least punch him in the face. It was better than he deserved.
"Q?" Kathryn asked worriedly.
"Yes, my dear?" he replied, going back to eating.
"Thank you," she acknowledged, taking his lead and continued to eat.
They ate in quietly, occasionally breaking the silence to comment, until the meal was completed. When both had stopped eating Q snapped his fingers to get rid of the leftover food and the plates and cutlery. Once everything had disappeared he stood up and extended his hand to Kathryn.
"Would you do me the honour of dancing with me?" he asked, hope written all over his face.
She laughed, thinking how ridiculous he was being.
"There's no music," she pointed out between giggles.
He ignored her comment and pulled her up into his arms. She placed her arms around his neck as both his arms wrapped around her waist, drawing her into his embrace. They began to move slowly to music only they could hear. She rested her head against his shoulder, basking in the warmth and comfort he brought her. He looked down at her, a small smile gracing his features as he felt how happy she was. Having her in his arms caused him to feel happier than anything in the universe could. Feeling his gaze she looked up into his eyes, seeing nothing but love radiating from them. She smiled as he drew her closer. He slowly leaned in, giving her plenty of time to pull away if she felt uncomfortable. His lips gently pressed against hers, pulling a moan from her. She kissed him back, drawing him further down. He slowly pulled back, looking down at her, happiness radiating from him.
"I thought you came here with friendly intentions," she teased, gazing up at him.
"I must admit, tonight wasn't just an evening for a friend. I need you, Kathy, more than I've ever needed anything else. My thoughts are consumed with you, I'm counting down the seconds until I can convince you to take me back, I love you. I want to be with you for the rest of your life. I can't concentrate on anything but you. Please say you'll take me back," he begged, laying his heart out for her to see.
She pulled away from him, forcing him to let go of her.
"I can't Q. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for all I've put you through. I'm sorry that I'm too selfish to tell you to leave every time you show up. I'm sorry I can't give you what you want. I can't do it to the crew, or myself. I'm sorry, Q," she said softly, turning her back on him.
He gently turned her around and enclosed her in his arms. When she looked at him questionably he brought his lips down to hers in a bruising kiss. He needed her and he would be damned if he let her go. After a moment she began to reciprocate, pulling him closer to her. He grasped her hips, pulling them towards his. She gasped as she felt his arousal pressing into her abdomen. He quickly kissed her again before letting her go.
"Tell me you don't want this. Look me in the eye and tell me you don't want me and I shall leave and never return," he ordered, determined to have her in his arms once again.
"I…I…" she stuttered before looking down at her twisting hands.
"Please Kathy," he said taking her hands in his larger ones, "please say you'll take me back."
"I'm not sure I can," she said, struggling to find the right words.
"Why?" he questioned, worried she was going to throw him out again.
"What if he hurts you?" she replied, looking up into his eyes, unshed tears threatening to spill over.
"I won't let him and, more importantly, I won't let him hurt you anymore. Just say I have one more chance. Please," he pleaded, hugging her to him.
"One more chance," she responded, "just don't screw it up this time."
He allowed a smile to spread across his features as he picked her up and twirled her around. She laughed, clinging to him, happy to feel so at home again. He slowly put her back on her feet before stealing a kiss. She grinned up at him as she led him over to the couch. She situated herself in his arms, cuddling against his side.
"You have made me the happiest Q in the entire continuum," he declared, pulling her closer.
"You make me happy too," she confessed, burying her face in his neck.
"I love you, Kathy," he whispered into her hair before pressing a kiss to her temple.
She hummed, pressing herself against him. He chuckled at her need to be closer to him.
"I missed you," she admitted into his neck, "While you weren't here I missed you so much."
"I'll never leave you again if that's what you desire," he assured her.
"What did you do while you were gone?" she asked curiously.
"I spent the time contemplating our time together. I began to realise how much I needed you and that I would do anything to get you back. I planned how," he replied, smiling down at her.
She rubbed his leg, knowing how hard to must have been for him to have her constantly knock him back. He pressed another kiss to her temple, glad to finally have her back in his arms. He caressed her back, needing to feel her to make sure she was really here and allowing him to hold her like that. She began to droop against him, the events of the day finally catching up with her.
"You're tired, Kathy. I should leave," he suggested, making to leave.
"Not yet," she begged, grabbing hold of him.
"Kathy, it's past midnight. You need sleep. A tired captain is a grumpy captain," he argued, "I'll be back later."
"Okay," she agreed, nodding.
Q stood up, bringing her with him as he did.
"Goodnight Kathy. Sleep well," he wished her before gently kissing her.
She kissed him back before he broke away. He smiled down at her before disappearing. She staggered into her room, deliriously happy, but ridiculously tired. She got into bed, falling asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow.
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