Perfect
By Anna (
He stood on the grassy hill, overlooking the vista. It was lush and green, there seemed to be trees everywhere, and he could almost feel the animals around. Life permeated the air, and he took a deep breath. He was home. This was Earth. This wasn't a holoprogram, or dream. He wasn't going to wake up- though he thought he might, it was too perfect.
The Rainforest was behind him, carefully preserved since it's near destruction in the beginning of the 21st century. He appreciated it now, after being away for so long. He was no longer a hunted man, could come to Earth and stand on the soil of his ancestors.
The man glanced down at the Starfleet badge on his chest, mulling over how much he had changed since giving the order to go into the Badlands, saying that the Cardassians would never catch them there. Seven long years ago.
His mind was thinking of the past, the last few days filled with parties celebrating Voyager's return to the Alpha Quadrant, no time for solitude until now. Time before he took a new assignment, a time to think. He was thinking so heard, he didn't hear the quiet footsteps behind him.
"Chakotay?"
The Commander turned around and smiled. She looked so beautiful, standing there in blue slacks and shirt, the sun shining on her blond hair, glinting off the implants above her eye- much like his tattoo.
Seven tilted her head. "What are you doing?"
Chakotay smiled, "Thinking."
"About what?"
"Everything." He sighed, and beckoned for her to come closer. She did, and he took her hand in his own, running his fingers over the metal ridges.
"Everything? A little ambitious, perhaps?" She replied, looking over the South American landscape.
"It's been my first time to think since getting back."
Seven sighed, "I know what you mean. Starfleet Medical will not laeve me alone."
Chakotay frowned, "They have no right…"
"They are curious." Seven smiled at him, "But they can look at all of the Doctor's files. They are just… persistent."
"Too persistent." Chakotay grumbled.
"And you are too protective."
"Don't I have a right to be?" He asked.
"Of course you do." Seven replied. The former Borg looked over the view. "It's beautiful here."
"I know. I wanted to take my leave here, to reconnect with Earth." Chakkkotay told her.
Seven looked down. "I never connected. I was born on Earth, but do not remember it. I have no memories of it."
Chakotay reached over with his hand, lifting her chin. "Then make new memories." He kissed her, softly and gently.
His commbadge beeped.
Chakotay swore, and Seven looked at him with amusement. "I thought you said we would turn the commsystem off."
"I forgot. But I'm not going to answer it, I'm on leave." Chakotay pulled the badge off his shirt and with one heave, threw it away, into the rainforest. Seven gaped at him.
"But what if it's an emergency?"
Chakotay shrugged, smiling at her. "This is too a perfect a moment to ruin." And he pulled her into his arms, their lips meeting for an uninterrupted kiss.