Since some people wasn´t completely satisfied with Tom´s reaction when
B´Elanna broke up, (read my fic 'Falling Stars' and you´ll understand) this
is what he *probably would* do if you think about it.
B´Elanna´s POV
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Love; Breakdown
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~Late one night at my quarters when I, Tom and Harry had a friendly talk, Tom told us about that time when Susie Crabtree broke up with him. I guess Harry and I got fascinated by that part when he couldn´t get out of bed for a week.
I asked Tom what he would do if *I* broke up with him. He simled at me and answered that he wouldn´t get out of bed for at least a month and then he kissed me tenderly.
He said that I ment to much to him, to much for him to loose.
And when he went to replicate some more white wine, of unknown origin, Harry and I made a plan. Back then it seemed funny, but now I can´tstand thnking about it, it seemes so evil.
The next day at the Holodeck, in that Lake Como program, I tried to make the plan work. The plan, wich point was to see if Tom really would react the way he told us he would.
I had big problems to not smile when I told Tom that I didn´t love him anymore and that it was no use for us to be together anymore.
A second later I didn´t feel like I ever wanted to smile again.
He looked like someone pulled a curtain over his eyes from the inside, and for a moment he seemed disoriented. Before he rushed out of the Holodeck he shot me a look so full of sorrow that I regretted every single fight we ever had.
My mind told me that it was so wrong of me tu fullfill that plan, now when it now more seemed like a funny thing, and that I should run after him, and I really wanted to but my body disobeyed me. I was frozen. Frozen of sorrow, pain and regret in the middle of the sunny Lake Como program. The program wich ment something special to both me and Tom, and this was the place I choose to tell him.
Mine and Harry´s plan worked out perfectly,Tom stayed in his quarters for the told month. In fact it was five horrible week, and during that time noone saw a glimpse of him.
Almost the entire crew rang at his door, but he never opened, he never answered when we stood outside that door, knocking and screaming either. He never responded any hail, nor all those messages people sent to him.
And it was all my fault, well, Harry was a part of it too, but it was mostly my fault, I never had to tell him those untrue words.
When he finally got out again after five weeks and seven hours, he was a lot thinner and his eyes, his wonderful blue eyes, had finally lost their sparkeling lustre.
The captain understood that something was wrong with Tom, and the Doctor declared him psychically sick. The Captain took him out of duty, she had to make him a civillian, the only one on this ship, but she did him one last favor as her Chief Helmsman.
She made sure he got a replicated version of Starfleet´s Medal For Valour. Every member of this crew donated replicator rations to that medal.
So, he´s onlt Mr Tom Paris now, and that Mr spends his days drinking at Sandrine´s.
We´ve acually given Holodeck 1 to him, as a gift. The rest of the crew only used Holodck 2 nowadays.
He hasn´t said a word to anyone in seven weeks, except Sandrine, and though she´s a holocharacter that given me *some* hope.
When I told the Computer to run the holoprogram with shortcut name 'Lake Como', just to be sentimental and remember the good times, I got the answer that such a file not excisted in the Database. I guess he has deleted it.
I´ve thought about writing a weekly column in some Delta Quad- magazine, if they have any.
It should be called ' the best ways to ruin the best relationship you ever had. Get a new tip every week.' 'For only 5.95$ you´ll get all this, much more plus a little gift in each number.'
I lay there,crying, at Tom´s bed, he doesn´t use it anymore anyway, he sleeps at the Holodeck. I´ve been here for four hours now.
Thinking, cursing, crying.
I´ve got to get him back!
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¨Want me to continue?
voy_girl@imatrekkie.com
B´Elanna´s POV
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Love; Breakdown
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~Late one night at my quarters when I, Tom and Harry had a friendly talk, Tom told us about that time when Susie Crabtree broke up with him. I guess Harry and I got fascinated by that part when he couldn´t get out of bed for a week.
I asked Tom what he would do if *I* broke up with him. He simled at me and answered that he wouldn´t get out of bed for at least a month and then he kissed me tenderly.
He said that I ment to much to him, to much for him to loose.
And when he went to replicate some more white wine, of unknown origin, Harry and I made a plan. Back then it seemed funny, but now I can´tstand thnking about it, it seemes so evil.
The next day at the Holodeck, in that Lake Como program, I tried to make the plan work. The plan, wich point was to see if Tom really would react the way he told us he would.
I had big problems to not smile when I told Tom that I didn´t love him anymore and that it was no use for us to be together anymore.
A second later I didn´t feel like I ever wanted to smile again.
He looked like someone pulled a curtain over his eyes from the inside, and for a moment he seemed disoriented. Before he rushed out of the Holodeck he shot me a look so full of sorrow that I regretted every single fight we ever had.
My mind told me that it was so wrong of me tu fullfill that plan, now when it now more seemed like a funny thing, and that I should run after him, and I really wanted to but my body disobeyed me. I was frozen. Frozen of sorrow, pain and regret in the middle of the sunny Lake Como program. The program wich ment something special to both me and Tom, and this was the place I choose to tell him.
Mine and Harry´s plan worked out perfectly,Tom stayed in his quarters for the told month. In fact it was five horrible week, and during that time noone saw a glimpse of him.
Almost the entire crew rang at his door, but he never opened, he never answered when we stood outside that door, knocking and screaming either. He never responded any hail, nor all those messages people sent to him.
And it was all my fault, well, Harry was a part of it too, but it was mostly my fault, I never had to tell him those untrue words.
When he finally got out again after five weeks and seven hours, he was a lot thinner and his eyes, his wonderful blue eyes, had finally lost their sparkeling lustre.
The captain understood that something was wrong with Tom, and the Doctor declared him psychically sick. The Captain took him out of duty, she had to make him a civillian, the only one on this ship, but she did him one last favor as her Chief Helmsman.
She made sure he got a replicated version of Starfleet´s Medal For Valour. Every member of this crew donated replicator rations to that medal.
So, he´s onlt Mr Tom Paris now, and that Mr spends his days drinking at Sandrine´s.
We´ve acually given Holodeck 1 to him, as a gift. The rest of the crew only used Holodck 2 nowadays.
He hasn´t said a word to anyone in seven weeks, except Sandrine, and though she´s a holocharacter that given me *some* hope.
When I told the Computer to run the holoprogram with shortcut name 'Lake Como', just to be sentimental and remember the good times, I got the answer that such a file not excisted in the Database. I guess he has deleted it.
I´ve thought about writing a weekly column in some Delta Quad- magazine, if they have any.
It should be called ' the best ways to ruin the best relationship you ever had. Get a new tip every week.' 'For only 5.95$ you´ll get all this, much more plus a little gift in each number.'
I lay there,crying, at Tom´s bed, he doesn´t use it anymore anyway, he sleeps at the Holodeck. I´ve been here for four hours now.
Thinking, cursing, crying.
I´ve got to get him back!
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¨Want me to continue?
voy_girl@imatrekkie.com