Hi everyone. Wow it took a while to get this one written. But I hope you enjoy it as much as you did the other ones. I want to thank you all for the great reviews. I hope you like this part. Oh yeah and a special thanks to tjmorena, for kind of hinting that my other summery wasn't good cuz it said that Janeway was dead. So I changed, I hope to get more readers for it.
Once again, I do not own the characters but I DO own the story.
Oh yes and shameless plug time. If you guys like my writing my friend, who's pen name is Raktael is a great writer. I suggest you give some of his stories a try!
Now on to my story.
Of Happier Times
Her sleep was restless and uncomfortable. Everytime she closed her eyes she could see people from her past. Sometimes they would flash slowly and others at breakneck speed making her dizzy and sick. On this night it happened to be the later. Her father, her mother, her sister, Justin, Mark, Chakotay, and many more from her Voyager family. They all flashed before her eyes in a matter of seconds. The dizziness soon took over. She sat up quickly in her modest cot and just made it, to a waste dispenser before throwing up.
Kathryn Janeway's knees buckled and she fell to the cold floor and leaned against the wall. She could feel, what could only be warp engines, racing to an unknown destination. This had been the way of it for almost a month now, if her calculations were correct. She thought it was almost a month ago since the USS Milwaukee was attacked and hijacked. And after all that herself and the crew were transferred to yet another ship, where they were kept prisoner.
She looked slowly around the small room that was her cell. As far as cells go this one was rather comfortable. She was alone, there was a semi-comfortable cot and very small bathroom. She shivered a little and went over the last month in her mind. She had done that a lot since being forced into her new home. She had nothing else to do.
Starfleet had sent her and the Milwaukee to investigate possible Borg activity near the Delta Quadrant. When they got their they found no evidence of any Borg activity, and were promptly attacked by another foe. Who or what that foe was she could not tell. And before she knew what was happening she was escorted to her new home. That meant Starfleet had been mislead, someone had gone out of their way to get a starship out this far. She didn't have any idea who would do that, or if Starfleet had even figured it out. For all she knew they didn't even know that the Milwaukee was missing or that it's crew had been taken captive. Maybe they thought that the Borg had gotten a hold of the Milwaukee and all the crew assmilated.
And then just like every other night, she thought of Chakotay and what must be going through his mind. She knew he must be hurting and his sorrow great. Would he ever know what had happened to her? Did he know how much she loved him? Had he given up on her? No, Chakotay wouldn't do that, she knew he wouldn't. He didn't when she was on the Fire Ship, he came and he found her then. Would he be able to do it again? Of course he would, he would save her yet again. She had no doubt in this or in him.
She didn't even have a doubt on her wedding day, what was it... two years ago. Most brides, had some wedding day jitters. But she never questioned her love for him or his love for her. There was a ghost of a smile on her face as she remembered that day, the day the two of them became one.
They were both dressed in their Starfleet dress uniforms. The guest list was small, nothing like her sister's wedding. Of course her mother and her sister's family was their. Then of course their Voyager family with the exception of Neelix and Seven. Reg and Admiral Paris and his wife were also there. But that was it. And that felt right. Only the people closest to Chakotay and Kathryn.
Oh, Kathryn was nervous, but only because she was afraid she would not remember the vows she had written up a week before. Or that she would trip and fall on her way to meet Chakotay. But of course she kept her cool, no one could tell that she had any nervousness in her.
Most of the ceremony was a blur, as most weddings were, people spend so much planning it and then it is over in one day. But she did remember the way he looked, his sparkling eyes, his wide smile. She fell in love with him more and more each day. She also remembered the exchanging of the vows. They had both written their own, she memorized every word of both of their speeches. She closed her eyes and thought of this time, and the memory was vivid, it was almost as if she was their again.
"My dearest Kathryn," Chakotay started. "How can I put into words what I feel for you. I remember the day I first met you about 10 years ago, and I knew then and there that you were special. You had this incredible will to survive and to make sure that everyone of your crew survived, even those of us who weren't officially part of your crew. And as the years went by, I grew to love and respect you. First as a captain, then as a friend and finally as a woman." He smiled a little at her. "Even though I have to admit that loving you as a woman was a whole lot nicer." And then he became serious again. "But I promise that I will always love you. Never will I stop. You are my world, my universe and now one with my soul. I would follow you back to the Delta quadrant and back. As long as we were together, it wouldn't matter. I will never forsake you, I would never leave you. I will do my best to make you happy, as happy as I know you will make me. I am now and forever more your husband."
Kathryn just looked at him for a moment. Her eyes seemed to be somewhat watery. This man before her, the man who would be her husband, was amazing. She didn't know who she would be without him. Then she herself started into the vows she had written. "My angry warrior, how that title doesn't suit you anymore. You have changed so much in the time that I've known you. You were the best first officer I could've asked for. Who would have ever thought that when you agreed to the job, that I had met my soul mate. Fate brought us to the Delta quadrant I believe, and fate brought us together. We balance each other perfectly. I know that things will be hard at times, but we've been through some hard times already, and our love has never broken. Nor will it ever. My heart is now yours, and our lives are now one. I will stay by your side through good times and bad. I will never forsake you. I will guide you back if you ever lose your way as I know you will do for me. I love you Chakotay, and on this day I happily become your wife."
The swooshing of a door opening pulled her out of her thoughts of a happier time. She looked up to see who had come into her cell. Her mouth dropped open to see who it was standing before her. She couldn't even speak.
"Well, Admiral, I suppose you are wondering what I'm doing here. Or better yet, what are you doing here. Am I wrong?" Asked Admiral Johanson.
TBC
AHHH the plot thickens. Short but sweet and more to come soon. Promise
Once again, I do not own the characters but I DO own the story.
Oh yes and shameless plug time. If you guys like my writing my friend, who's pen name is Raktael is a great writer. I suggest you give some of his stories a try!
Now on to my story.
Of Happier Times
Her sleep was restless and uncomfortable. Everytime she closed her eyes she could see people from her past. Sometimes they would flash slowly and others at breakneck speed making her dizzy and sick. On this night it happened to be the later. Her father, her mother, her sister, Justin, Mark, Chakotay, and many more from her Voyager family. They all flashed before her eyes in a matter of seconds. The dizziness soon took over. She sat up quickly in her modest cot and just made it, to a waste dispenser before throwing up.
Kathryn Janeway's knees buckled and she fell to the cold floor and leaned against the wall. She could feel, what could only be warp engines, racing to an unknown destination. This had been the way of it for almost a month now, if her calculations were correct. She thought it was almost a month ago since the USS Milwaukee was attacked and hijacked. And after all that herself and the crew were transferred to yet another ship, where they were kept prisoner.
She looked slowly around the small room that was her cell. As far as cells go this one was rather comfortable. She was alone, there was a semi-comfortable cot and very small bathroom. She shivered a little and went over the last month in her mind. She had done that a lot since being forced into her new home. She had nothing else to do.
Starfleet had sent her and the Milwaukee to investigate possible Borg activity near the Delta Quadrant. When they got their they found no evidence of any Borg activity, and were promptly attacked by another foe. Who or what that foe was she could not tell. And before she knew what was happening she was escorted to her new home. That meant Starfleet had been mislead, someone had gone out of their way to get a starship out this far. She didn't have any idea who would do that, or if Starfleet had even figured it out. For all she knew they didn't even know that the Milwaukee was missing or that it's crew had been taken captive. Maybe they thought that the Borg had gotten a hold of the Milwaukee and all the crew assmilated.
And then just like every other night, she thought of Chakotay and what must be going through his mind. She knew he must be hurting and his sorrow great. Would he ever know what had happened to her? Did he know how much she loved him? Had he given up on her? No, Chakotay wouldn't do that, she knew he wouldn't. He didn't when she was on the Fire Ship, he came and he found her then. Would he be able to do it again? Of course he would, he would save her yet again. She had no doubt in this or in him.
She didn't even have a doubt on her wedding day, what was it... two years ago. Most brides, had some wedding day jitters. But she never questioned her love for him or his love for her. There was a ghost of a smile on her face as she remembered that day, the day the two of them became one.
They were both dressed in their Starfleet dress uniforms. The guest list was small, nothing like her sister's wedding. Of course her mother and her sister's family was their. Then of course their Voyager family with the exception of Neelix and Seven. Reg and Admiral Paris and his wife were also there. But that was it. And that felt right. Only the people closest to Chakotay and Kathryn.
Oh, Kathryn was nervous, but only because she was afraid she would not remember the vows she had written up a week before. Or that she would trip and fall on her way to meet Chakotay. But of course she kept her cool, no one could tell that she had any nervousness in her.
Most of the ceremony was a blur, as most weddings were, people spend so much planning it and then it is over in one day. But she did remember the way he looked, his sparkling eyes, his wide smile. She fell in love with him more and more each day. She also remembered the exchanging of the vows. They had both written their own, she memorized every word of both of their speeches. She closed her eyes and thought of this time, and the memory was vivid, it was almost as if she was their again.
"My dearest Kathryn," Chakotay started. "How can I put into words what I feel for you. I remember the day I first met you about 10 years ago, and I knew then and there that you were special. You had this incredible will to survive and to make sure that everyone of your crew survived, even those of us who weren't officially part of your crew. And as the years went by, I grew to love and respect you. First as a captain, then as a friend and finally as a woman." He smiled a little at her. "Even though I have to admit that loving you as a woman was a whole lot nicer." And then he became serious again. "But I promise that I will always love you. Never will I stop. You are my world, my universe and now one with my soul. I would follow you back to the Delta quadrant and back. As long as we were together, it wouldn't matter. I will never forsake you, I would never leave you. I will do my best to make you happy, as happy as I know you will make me. I am now and forever more your husband."
Kathryn just looked at him for a moment. Her eyes seemed to be somewhat watery. This man before her, the man who would be her husband, was amazing. She didn't know who she would be without him. Then she herself started into the vows she had written. "My angry warrior, how that title doesn't suit you anymore. You have changed so much in the time that I've known you. You were the best first officer I could've asked for. Who would have ever thought that when you agreed to the job, that I had met my soul mate. Fate brought us to the Delta quadrant I believe, and fate brought us together. We balance each other perfectly. I know that things will be hard at times, but we've been through some hard times already, and our love has never broken. Nor will it ever. My heart is now yours, and our lives are now one. I will stay by your side through good times and bad. I will never forsake you. I will guide you back if you ever lose your way as I know you will do for me. I love you Chakotay, and on this day I happily become your wife."
The swooshing of a door opening pulled her out of her thoughts of a happier time. She looked up to see who had come into her cell. Her mouth dropped open to see who it was standing before her. She couldn't even speak.
"Well, Admiral, I suppose you are wondering what I'm doing here. Or better yet, what are you doing here. Am I wrong?" Asked Admiral Johanson.
TBC
AHHH the plot thickens. Short but sweet and more to come soon. Promise
