Disclaimer: It's just a technicality that I have to write this because everyone knows I did not create the characters, and they don't belong to me, blah, blah, blah, they belong to Paramount, yadda, yadda, yadda. OK! Thats out of the way. Lets begin…

The End

by Mic

Chakotay woke to the birds chirping , the sun shining, and his father tapping him gently while the smell of breakfast wafted in from outside the tent…

Then he woke up. In his quarters. In the dark. With space surrounding him.

"Lights," he said, and the artificial light flooded the room as Chakotay got out of bed.

"Another beautiful day in the Delta quadrant," he said to himself as he yawned, stretched, dressed, and headed to the mess hall for breakfast.

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When he got there, he sat down to his usual breakfast - whatever indescribable dish Nelix had cooked up, and a cup of coffee.

He looked down at his coffee and chuckled to himself, "She really does drink too much of this stuff."

Just then, Chakotay caught a glimpse of his watch and realized his shift was starting soon, so he got up, recycled his tray, and headed out the door to the bridge.

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When he got to the bridge, She was there. He noticed she was looking particularly lovely today. She had recently started wearing her hair down, and it cascaded down her back in a way that made his pulse quicken. Her beautiful face was accented perfectly in the bright lighting of the bridge. She smiled politely to him as he greeted her and sat down.

As he was sitting down, he noticed that he had forgot to put on socks this morning. He really felt like an idiot.

"Oh, shoot!" he exclaimed.

Janeway calmly leaned over the side of her chair, pulled out a really, really, BIG gun, and shot him.

"Finally," she said, "He gave me a reason to get rid of his sorry carcass of a human being."

Then she leaned over Chakotay's lifeless, crumpled body and took off his pips. She tossed them to Tuvok.

"You have the bridge, Commander," she said as she walked out of the room.

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