Hi! I decided that I was gonna write another story. It has more J/C than Distrust, but it takes place after **shudder** Endgame. This is just a little peek into her head to discover her feelings about the **shudders more** C/7. Remember, this is my second Voyager fic, so be nice. And thanks to the people who reviewed Distrust, but if you wanna see a follow-up, I need five reviews.
Disclaimer-I don't own Voyager because if I did, I wouldn't screw up Endgame like they did.
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I see you on the bridge and realize that you have moved on. And I realize with who. I try to drudge up sadness, or anger, but all I feel is a mixture of happiness, envy, and guilt. Oh, who am I kidding? My heart is breaking. Until you do something that you haven't truly done in years. You smile. Your eyes fill with concern as you realize that I'm not as happy as I should be. I should be ecstatic. We're home, and the Maquis will receive full pardons. But still, all I feel is heartbreak. It's just us on the bridge, Tom and Harry are looking after Tom's daughter, and Tuvok is meditating. Until she enters. I feel you instantly brighten. "Captain." She says. And then she sees my eyes, and then no words are used. "Would you like to have dinner with us?" she asks, sounding guilty for her. He doesn't notice, and looks at me. She tries to smile, but her eyes say that she is sorry. "Go ahead," I reply, not standing to see them together. "I have one more report to do, and I'd like to do it." Chakotay nods, and walks to the turbolift. She joins him, and then pauses, wanting my approval. I nod slightly, only she can see it. She smiles sadly, and leaves. I try to feel anger, but the truth is, even though my heart is breaking, it's nice to see him smile.
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Well, that's it. Please review and tell me if you like it.
Disclaimer-I don't own Voyager because if I did, I wouldn't screw up Endgame like they did.
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I see you on the bridge and realize that you have moved on. And I realize with who. I try to drudge up sadness, or anger, but all I feel is a mixture of happiness, envy, and guilt. Oh, who am I kidding? My heart is breaking. Until you do something that you haven't truly done in years. You smile. Your eyes fill with concern as you realize that I'm not as happy as I should be. I should be ecstatic. We're home, and the Maquis will receive full pardons. But still, all I feel is heartbreak. It's just us on the bridge, Tom and Harry are looking after Tom's daughter, and Tuvok is meditating. Until she enters. I feel you instantly brighten. "Captain." She says. And then she sees my eyes, and then no words are used. "Would you like to have dinner with us?" she asks, sounding guilty for her. He doesn't notice, and looks at me. She tries to smile, but her eyes say that she is sorry. "Go ahead," I reply, not standing to see them together. "I have one more report to do, and I'd like to do it." Chakotay nods, and walks to the turbolift. She joins him, and then pauses, wanting my approval. I nod slightly, only she can see it. She smiles sadly, and leaves. I try to feel anger, but the truth is, even though my heart is breaking, it's nice to see him smile.
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Well, that's it. Please review and tell me if you like it.