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Summary: After Kathryn gets amnesia there's only one person she'll trust, J/C
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The ship rocked under the repeated blasts.
"Report!" Kathryn Janeway struggled to keep her balance.
"Shields down to 42%," Tuvok worked quickly, "We have a breach in deck 5,"
"Contain it!" Captain Janeway clung to her seat,
"We have reports of casualties from engineering," Tuvok held on,
"Mr. Paris, release torpedoes," They saw the two torpedoes shoot out from the belly of the ship.
"We have disabled their core engines." Tom reported.
"Maybe that will distract them, get us out of here!" As Voyager lurched forward the attacking ship shot at them. The bridge was hit full on, unprepared for the blast Kathryn was shot out of her seat to the floor colliding with Chakotay, she stood up quickly.
"Chakotay, are you…" Another jolt rocked the bridge, Kathryn was catapulted forward. Her head hit the edge of the console with a bang and she sank to the floor, everyone went black.
A bright light pierced Kathryn's eyelids, she moved her head irritably, a dark shape hovered above her.
"She's regaining consciousness!" Kathryn opened her eyes blinking rapidly. A face swam into view.
"She's got a slight concussion but apart from that she should be fine." Kathryn started trying to focus, everything shifted into view, she was lying in a strange room with bright lights. The face came back again.
"How are you feeling Captain?" Kathryn jolted upright.
"Who the hell are you?" she stared wildly around the room, "Where am I?" Another strange figure came up to her and placed a hand on her arm.
"It's okay Kathryn, you're on Voyager, you hit your head remember?" Kathryn yanked her arm away.
"I don't know what you're talking about, what's Voyager?" Chakotay looked at the doctor worry etched into his face. The doctor walked up to the bedside.
"It's okay," He said in soothing tones, "You just hit your head, can you remember your name?" Kathryn frowned.
"Yes it's," She paused and searched her memory banks wildly, "I can't remember!" She shot the doctor a panicked look, "Why can't I remember?" Chakotay pushed his way forwards.
"Do you remember who I am?" Kathryn shook her head.
"I've never seen you before in my life." Chakotay backed away from the bed, Kathryn looked around again. "What's going on? What am I doing here? Why can't I remember my name? Please help me." The doctor approached her again.
"It's okay, we'll answer all of your questions. First I just want you to lie still, I'm going to give you something to help you sleep." Kathryn suddenly felt the doctor pressing something into the back of her neck, then she felt blackness sweeping over her again and she rested her head back down.
Chakotay watched Kathryn fall back into oblivion, he watched her sleeping form unbelievingly
"She doesn't remember anything." He shook his head in despair. "I thought you said she was going to be okay?" He rounded on the doctor.
"Well health wise she is fine, it appears she is suffering from amnesia."
"Well is there anything you can do?" Chakotay asked.
"I'm afraid not," The doctor tapped his padd, "Cases like this usually regain their memory by themselves, there is nothing I can do to help the process. My suggestion is surround her with familiar things, things close to her, and usually the patient will find their memories come back to them gradually."
"How long will it take?" Chakotay was trying to organise things in his head, he would need to rearrange shifts, look after Kathryn.
"It depends," The doctor told him uncomfortably, "Sometimes it can last a few days, sometimes…"
"Sometimes what?"
"It has been known, in very rare cases, to last a few years."
"Years!" Chakotay jerked upright. "Are you telling me she could stay like this for years!"
"It's a very unlikely scenario," The doctor said curtly, "Hopefully it won't come to that."
"What should I do then?"
"I think you should be here when she wakes up, you are the closest to Captain Janeway aboard this ship, I think it's best if you explain it to her." Chakotay nodded.
"Give me a few minutes to explain things to the crew then I'll come back down again." Chakotay turned and left.
Chakotay walked into bridge, everyone's head immediately swivelled round meet him.
"How's Captain Janeway?" Harry looked up from his console.
"I'm afraid it's bad news." A wave of whispers swept the bridge, Tom glanced worriedly at Harry then fixed back on Chakotay. Chakotay waited patiently for the whispers to subside.
"Physically Captain Janeway is fine, unfortunately she has got amnesia." A few gasps omitted from areas of the bridge.
"How bad is it?" Tom asked in concern,
"Quite bad," Chakotay swallowed, "She, she can't remember her name." They all looked at each other, their eyes and lips registering the shock Chakotay felt.
"I will be giving control of bridge to Tuvok, I am relieving myself of duty until such time as Captain Janeway is of full health again." Chakotay paused and looked at them all. "The doctor thinks that maybe her memory will be jogged if she is surrounded by familiar faces and personal things, so I would ask all those who consider Captain Janeway a close and personal friend to please come and see her." Nearly everybody nodded, Chakotay felt a lump in his throat. He left to the sound of worried chatter, then heard he Tuvok.
"Mr Paris, will you please concentrate on where we are going and not crashing."
Kathryn felt herself being dragged into consciousness again, she didn't want to go back and tried to shut her eyes more tightly but inevitably she ended up opening them. She was still in the bright place she didn't recognise, she sighed in exasperation and stretched, there was a man sitting at the bottom of her bed, she recognised him from earlier. 'well at least something is familiar,' she thought to herself. The man stood up and leant towards her.
"No, before you ask, I don't remember you, I don't know where I am, and I sure as hell don't know my name." She told him irritably. He sat back down again and stared at her for a bit. Kathryn sat up.
"Okay, I feel a bit less panicked now so let's start from the beginning." Her eyes bored into Chakotay as he nodded.
"Okay then, One, what is my name?"
"Kathryn Janeway," Chakotay spoke slowly, silently begging her to remember. Her face screwed up.
"Kathryn? You called me that earlier didn't you?" He nodded, she desperately tried to remember being called that before. "I'm sorry," She gave up, "I don't remember it." She flopped back.
"Well let's try something else, where am I?"
"Starship Voyager."
"Starship?" She looked puzzled, "What do you mean?"
"We set out from earth to explore other worlds in space, you're the ships Captain," Chakotay decided to leave the Delta quadrant out until later.
"I'm the Captain?" She said in a disbelieving voice, "Of this thing?"
"Yes," He nodded,
"So what are you?" She asked him.
"I'm your first officer, Chakotay."
"Chakotay?" Kathryn repeated, a little jolt of recognition flared up inside her then faded away. "I, I think I've heard that name before but…no it's gone again." She felt defeated and slumped down, tears welling up in her eyes for the first time.
"The doctor thinks you will get your memory back if you're surrounded by things that are personal to you," A small smile appeared on Kathryn's face.
"And are you personal to me?"
"I like to think so," Chakotay grinned back. "If you don't mind I will take you to your quarters."
"Oh, okay, do you think that will help me remember?" Kathryn pulled herself up off the bed.
"I certainly hope so," Chakotay placed a steadying hand on her arm and helped her walk.
"I live here?" Kathryn asked in disbelief as she stepped into her quarters. "But it looks like no-one's been in it for months!"
"They probably haven't," Chakotay joked leading her to the couch, "You are what's known as a workaholic, you generally sleep in your office or when the doctor catches you not sleeping you get locked in the medical bay."
"I do?" Kathryn suddenly laughed for the first time since she had woken up, "Yes, I can imagine myself doing that." She traced along the couch with one finger. "I wish I could remember it." Chakotay knelt down in front of her.
"Do you remember anything?" Kathryn frowned
"It's a bit like a sense of déjà vu, like I've been here before but I can't remember when or how, it's driving me nuts." Kathryn looked around for a minute, "So you say I'm a workaholic, but what kind of work do I do? What's my job?"
"You run all of this!" Chakotay gestured around him, her eyes widened.
"All of it?" She looked a bit apprehensive, "I don't know if I want to remember anymore!"
"You don't do it alone," Chakotay sat next to her, "Although I get the feeling you'd like to sometimes. You've got a whole crew helping you, you've turned us into one giant family where we used to just be people working together."
"I did that?" Kathryn asked awe-struck, "Wow, I sound quite important."
"You are, to all of us,"
"So that's why it's important I remember, so I can carry on running the ship."
"That and the fact you are a very dear a personal friend to all of us," Chakotay reassured her taking her hands. Kathryn stared off into a patch of space.
"Who's that?" She asked standing up and picking up a photo from the side of the table. Chakotay looked at it.
"That's Mark, I didn't know you still kept his photo there."
"Mark?" Kathryn frowned hard, "I think I'm remembering something," Chakotay waited expectantly.
"Something about…dogs?" She opened her eyes and looked up at him, "Golden dogs?"
"You and Mark had a golden retriever." Chakotay told her, he felt unexpectedly sad that she had remembered the things she had with Mark before him.
"And Mark was my…" She looked back at Chakotay, "What was Mark?"
"He was your fiancé," Chakotay took the picture from her hands, "But he married someone else."
"So why do I still have his photo?" Kathryn asked, "I can't still love him, can I?"
"I don't think you do, I think you just keep it there to hold onto something from Earth."
"Earth! That's right!" Kathryn looked excited, "I come from Earth don't I! We came away in this ship but something happened and then," She trailed off, "I've forgotten again." She suddenly looked infinitely sad. Chakotay took her shoulders and led her back down to the couch. She sat there in silence.
"I keep getting images of things, of people, but it's like they're out of focus, I can't see them properly and when they're just about to come into focus they disappear." Chakotay held her tightly as her blue eyes filled with tears.
"I wish I could remember you," She told him, "We're obviously very close, you know everything about me."
"We are very close friends." Chakotay told her, feeling her warmth next to him.
"Friends, is that all?" She looked puzzled, "I got the feeling we were something more."
"We've had the chance to," Chakotay swallowed suddenly, his voice was becoming croaky, "To be something more, but we've never taken it up." Kathryn twisted away from him.
"Can you stay with me tonight? I want to know everything about me, and you. I want to try to remember." Kathryn gazed at him hopefully, he found himself nodding.
"Okay,"
It was late, very late. Chakotay and Kathryn had abandoned the couch after a bottle of the wine Chakotay had produced, it had used to be Kathryn's favourite, he was hoping it might bring back some memories but now he was to pickled to notice whether she remembered or not.
"So tell me again," Kathryn was hungry for information on her life, "Exactly why did I slap you round the face?" Chakotay told her and she rolled around the floor in laughter. Chakotay watched her in amazement, she stopped mid roll.
"What?" She wiped the tears of mirth from her eyes and took another gulp of wine.
"I've never seen you like this before."
"Like what?" She giggled.
"This," He indicated her messy hair and casual clothes, "You're usually so distanced and formal," Kathryn frowned at him.
"Really?" She thought for a bit, then she looked back up at him, "I sound boring!" Chakotay laughed then tried to stop himself.
"No you're not," He reassured her, "Just committed."
"Same thing," She shrugged, Chakotay laughed uncontrollably.
"Woah, How much of this stuff have we drunk?" he tipped up the bottle to his glass only to find it was completely empty.
"I can see why I like it so much." Kathryn giggled again watching him trying vainly to get some more drink out of his glass. "Here have some of mine," She leant forward and put her glass to his lips then tipped it. She laughed as the wine trickled down his chin.
"Have we ever done this before?" She asked non-commitedly after her laughter had stopped.
"No, never," Chakotay told her wiping the wine stains from his uniform, "You don't go in for company much." He stopped as something unreadable flashed across her face. "What is it?" He scrambled to her side. Kathryn screwed up her face.
"I don't know, it wasn't anything specific about the ship or anything but, I felt something."
"What is it?" Chakotay asked urgently.
"Loneliness," She said clearly, "I felt lonely, I feel lonely." Chakotay rocked back on his heels and studied her.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure," She nodded, she looked up at him confused. "Why am I lonely? I have you, I have all those people."
"I don't know," Chakotay told her honestly. Meanwhile inside him his mind went into turmoil, Kathryn was lonely? Kathryn yawned loudly.
"Ooops! She grinned, "Think it's bedtime!" Chakotay silently helped her get to her feet and took her to her bed, she clambered into it. Chakotay turned to leave.
"Chakotay?" Her voice stopped him in his tracks, he turned round.
"What is it?" He asked her softly.
"Will you stay with me tonight?" Kathryn suddenly looked very small, "Sleep in here with me? You're the only thing I recognise and I don't want to be alone." Chakotay hesitated for a full minute before seeing the look on her face, he took of his boots and walked over, climbing into bed beside her. She snuggled up to him.
"Thank you," She whispered, "I don't know why, but I'm scared of being alone." Chakotay put his arms around her and rested his face in her hair, she sighed contentedly and promptly fell asleep leaving Chakotay wide awake in the darkness. His mind spun, Kathryn lonely? Afraid of being alone? He wasn't sure if it was the bang on her head speaking or was it really Kathryn? Maybe she was trying to reach to him. He let go of the train of thought reluctantly as sleep overcame him.
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Summary: After Kathryn gets amnesia there's only one person she'll trust, J/C
Trust:
The ship rocked under the repeated blasts.
"Report!" Kathryn Janeway struggled to keep her balance.
"Shields down to 42%," Tuvok worked quickly, "We have a breach in deck 5,"
"Contain it!" Captain Janeway clung to her seat,
"We have reports of casualties from engineering," Tuvok held on,
"Mr. Paris, release torpedoes," They saw the two torpedoes shoot out from the belly of the ship.
"We have disabled their core engines." Tom reported.
"Maybe that will distract them, get us out of here!" As Voyager lurched forward the attacking ship shot at them. The bridge was hit full on, unprepared for the blast Kathryn was shot out of her seat to the floor colliding with Chakotay, she stood up quickly.
"Chakotay, are you…" Another jolt rocked the bridge, Kathryn was catapulted forward. Her head hit the edge of the console with a bang and she sank to the floor, everyone went black.
A bright light pierced Kathryn's eyelids, she moved her head irritably, a dark shape hovered above her.
"She's regaining consciousness!" Kathryn opened her eyes blinking rapidly. A face swam into view.
"She's got a slight concussion but apart from that she should be fine." Kathryn started trying to focus, everything shifted into view, she was lying in a strange room with bright lights. The face came back again.
"How are you feeling Captain?" Kathryn jolted upright.
"Who the hell are you?" she stared wildly around the room, "Where am I?" Another strange figure came up to her and placed a hand on her arm.
"It's okay Kathryn, you're on Voyager, you hit your head remember?" Kathryn yanked her arm away.
"I don't know what you're talking about, what's Voyager?" Chakotay looked at the doctor worry etched into his face. The doctor walked up to the bedside.
"It's okay," He said in soothing tones, "You just hit your head, can you remember your name?" Kathryn frowned.
"Yes it's," She paused and searched her memory banks wildly, "I can't remember!" She shot the doctor a panicked look, "Why can't I remember?" Chakotay pushed his way forwards.
"Do you remember who I am?" Kathryn shook her head.
"I've never seen you before in my life." Chakotay backed away from the bed, Kathryn looked around again. "What's going on? What am I doing here? Why can't I remember my name? Please help me." The doctor approached her again.
"It's okay, we'll answer all of your questions. First I just want you to lie still, I'm going to give you something to help you sleep." Kathryn suddenly felt the doctor pressing something into the back of her neck, then she felt blackness sweeping over her again and she rested her head back down.
Chakotay watched Kathryn fall back into oblivion, he watched her sleeping form unbelievingly
"She doesn't remember anything." He shook his head in despair. "I thought you said she was going to be okay?" He rounded on the doctor.
"Well health wise she is fine, it appears she is suffering from amnesia."
"Well is there anything you can do?" Chakotay asked.
"I'm afraid not," The doctor tapped his padd, "Cases like this usually regain their memory by themselves, there is nothing I can do to help the process. My suggestion is surround her with familiar things, things close to her, and usually the patient will find their memories come back to them gradually."
"How long will it take?" Chakotay was trying to organise things in his head, he would need to rearrange shifts, look after Kathryn.
"It depends," The doctor told him uncomfortably, "Sometimes it can last a few days, sometimes…"
"Sometimes what?"
"It has been known, in very rare cases, to last a few years."
"Years!" Chakotay jerked upright. "Are you telling me she could stay like this for years!"
"It's a very unlikely scenario," The doctor said curtly, "Hopefully it won't come to that."
"What should I do then?"
"I think you should be here when she wakes up, you are the closest to Captain Janeway aboard this ship, I think it's best if you explain it to her." Chakotay nodded.
"Give me a few minutes to explain things to the crew then I'll come back down again." Chakotay turned and left.
Chakotay walked into bridge, everyone's head immediately swivelled round meet him.
"How's Captain Janeway?" Harry looked up from his console.
"I'm afraid it's bad news." A wave of whispers swept the bridge, Tom glanced worriedly at Harry then fixed back on Chakotay. Chakotay waited patiently for the whispers to subside.
"Physically Captain Janeway is fine, unfortunately she has got amnesia." A few gasps omitted from areas of the bridge.
"How bad is it?" Tom asked in concern,
"Quite bad," Chakotay swallowed, "She, she can't remember her name." They all looked at each other, their eyes and lips registering the shock Chakotay felt.
"I will be giving control of bridge to Tuvok, I am relieving myself of duty until such time as Captain Janeway is of full health again." Chakotay paused and looked at them all. "The doctor thinks that maybe her memory will be jogged if she is surrounded by familiar faces and personal things, so I would ask all those who consider Captain Janeway a close and personal friend to please come and see her." Nearly everybody nodded, Chakotay felt a lump in his throat. He left to the sound of worried chatter, then heard he Tuvok.
"Mr Paris, will you please concentrate on where we are going and not crashing."
Kathryn felt herself being dragged into consciousness again, she didn't want to go back and tried to shut her eyes more tightly but inevitably she ended up opening them. She was still in the bright place she didn't recognise, she sighed in exasperation and stretched, there was a man sitting at the bottom of her bed, she recognised him from earlier. 'well at least something is familiar,' she thought to herself. The man stood up and leant towards her.
"No, before you ask, I don't remember you, I don't know where I am, and I sure as hell don't know my name." She told him irritably. He sat back down again and stared at her for a bit. Kathryn sat up.
"Okay, I feel a bit less panicked now so let's start from the beginning." Her eyes bored into Chakotay as he nodded.
"Okay then, One, what is my name?"
"Kathryn Janeway," Chakotay spoke slowly, silently begging her to remember. Her face screwed up.
"Kathryn? You called me that earlier didn't you?" He nodded, she desperately tried to remember being called that before. "I'm sorry," She gave up, "I don't remember it." She flopped back.
"Well let's try something else, where am I?"
"Starship Voyager."
"Starship?" She looked puzzled, "What do you mean?"
"We set out from earth to explore other worlds in space, you're the ships Captain," Chakotay decided to leave the Delta quadrant out until later.
"I'm the Captain?" She said in a disbelieving voice, "Of this thing?"
"Yes," He nodded,
"So what are you?" She asked him.
"I'm your first officer, Chakotay."
"Chakotay?" Kathryn repeated, a little jolt of recognition flared up inside her then faded away. "I, I think I've heard that name before but…no it's gone again." She felt defeated and slumped down, tears welling up in her eyes for the first time.
"The doctor thinks you will get your memory back if you're surrounded by things that are personal to you," A small smile appeared on Kathryn's face.
"And are you personal to me?"
"I like to think so," Chakotay grinned back. "If you don't mind I will take you to your quarters."
"Oh, okay, do you think that will help me remember?" Kathryn pulled herself up off the bed.
"I certainly hope so," Chakotay placed a steadying hand on her arm and helped her walk.
"I live here?" Kathryn asked in disbelief as she stepped into her quarters. "But it looks like no-one's been in it for months!"
"They probably haven't," Chakotay joked leading her to the couch, "You are what's known as a workaholic, you generally sleep in your office or when the doctor catches you not sleeping you get locked in the medical bay."
"I do?" Kathryn suddenly laughed for the first time since she had woken up, "Yes, I can imagine myself doing that." She traced along the couch with one finger. "I wish I could remember it." Chakotay knelt down in front of her.
"Do you remember anything?" Kathryn frowned
"It's a bit like a sense of déjà vu, like I've been here before but I can't remember when or how, it's driving me nuts." Kathryn looked around for a minute, "So you say I'm a workaholic, but what kind of work do I do? What's my job?"
"You run all of this!" Chakotay gestured around him, her eyes widened.
"All of it?" She looked a bit apprehensive, "I don't know if I want to remember anymore!"
"You don't do it alone," Chakotay sat next to her, "Although I get the feeling you'd like to sometimes. You've got a whole crew helping you, you've turned us into one giant family where we used to just be people working together."
"I did that?" Kathryn asked awe-struck, "Wow, I sound quite important."
"You are, to all of us,"
"So that's why it's important I remember, so I can carry on running the ship."
"That and the fact you are a very dear a personal friend to all of us," Chakotay reassured her taking her hands. Kathryn stared off into a patch of space.
"Who's that?" She asked standing up and picking up a photo from the side of the table. Chakotay looked at it.
"That's Mark, I didn't know you still kept his photo there."
"Mark?" Kathryn frowned hard, "I think I'm remembering something," Chakotay waited expectantly.
"Something about…dogs?" She opened her eyes and looked up at him, "Golden dogs?"
"You and Mark had a golden retriever." Chakotay told her, he felt unexpectedly sad that she had remembered the things she had with Mark before him.
"And Mark was my…" She looked back at Chakotay, "What was Mark?"
"He was your fiancé," Chakotay took the picture from her hands, "But he married someone else."
"So why do I still have his photo?" Kathryn asked, "I can't still love him, can I?"
"I don't think you do, I think you just keep it there to hold onto something from Earth."
"Earth! That's right!" Kathryn looked excited, "I come from Earth don't I! We came away in this ship but something happened and then," She trailed off, "I've forgotten again." She suddenly looked infinitely sad. Chakotay took her shoulders and led her back down to the couch. She sat there in silence.
"I keep getting images of things, of people, but it's like they're out of focus, I can't see them properly and when they're just about to come into focus they disappear." Chakotay held her tightly as her blue eyes filled with tears.
"I wish I could remember you," She told him, "We're obviously very close, you know everything about me."
"We are very close friends." Chakotay told her, feeling her warmth next to him.
"Friends, is that all?" She looked puzzled, "I got the feeling we were something more."
"We've had the chance to," Chakotay swallowed suddenly, his voice was becoming croaky, "To be something more, but we've never taken it up." Kathryn twisted away from him.
"Can you stay with me tonight? I want to know everything about me, and you. I want to try to remember." Kathryn gazed at him hopefully, he found himself nodding.
"Okay,"
It was late, very late. Chakotay and Kathryn had abandoned the couch after a bottle of the wine Chakotay had produced, it had used to be Kathryn's favourite, he was hoping it might bring back some memories but now he was to pickled to notice whether she remembered or not.
"So tell me again," Kathryn was hungry for information on her life, "Exactly why did I slap you round the face?" Chakotay told her and she rolled around the floor in laughter. Chakotay watched her in amazement, she stopped mid roll.
"What?" She wiped the tears of mirth from her eyes and took another gulp of wine.
"I've never seen you like this before."
"Like what?" She giggled.
"This," He indicated her messy hair and casual clothes, "You're usually so distanced and formal," Kathryn frowned at him.
"Really?" She thought for a bit, then she looked back up at him, "I sound boring!" Chakotay laughed then tried to stop himself.
"No you're not," He reassured her, "Just committed."
"Same thing," She shrugged, Chakotay laughed uncontrollably.
"Woah, How much of this stuff have we drunk?" he tipped up the bottle to his glass only to find it was completely empty.
"I can see why I like it so much." Kathryn giggled again watching him trying vainly to get some more drink out of his glass. "Here have some of mine," She leant forward and put her glass to his lips then tipped it. She laughed as the wine trickled down his chin.
"Have we ever done this before?" She asked non-commitedly after her laughter had stopped.
"No, never," Chakotay told her wiping the wine stains from his uniform, "You don't go in for company much." He stopped as something unreadable flashed across her face. "What is it?" He scrambled to her side. Kathryn screwed up her face.
"I don't know, it wasn't anything specific about the ship or anything but, I felt something."
"What is it?" Chakotay asked urgently.
"Loneliness," She said clearly, "I felt lonely, I feel lonely." Chakotay rocked back on his heels and studied her.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure," She nodded, she looked up at him confused. "Why am I lonely? I have you, I have all those people."
"I don't know," Chakotay told her honestly. Meanwhile inside him his mind went into turmoil, Kathryn was lonely? Kathryn yawned loudly.
"Ooops! She grinned, "Think it's bedtime!" Chakotay silently helped her get to her feet and took her to her bed, she clambered into it. Chakotay turned to leave.
"Chakotay?" Her voice stopped him in his tracks, he turned round.
"What is it?" He asked her softly.
"Will you stay with me tonight?" Kathryn suddenly looked very small, "Sleep in here with me? You're the only thing I recognise and I don't want to be alone." Chakotay hesitated for a full minute before seeing the look on her face, he took of his boots and walked over, climbing into bed beside her. She snuggled up to him.
"Thank you," She whispered, "I don't know why, but I'm scared of being alone." Chakotay put his arms around her and rested his face in her hair, she sighed contentedly and promptly fell asleep leaving Chakotay wide awake in the darkness. His mind spun, Kathryn lonely? Afraid of being alone? He wasn't sure if it was the bang on her head speaking or was it really Kathryn? Maybe she was trying to reach to him. He let go of the train of thought reluctantly as sleep overcame him.