Disclaimer: Same as usual. Paramount owns the world of star trek. we fanfic
writers are just borrowing the characters for a while.
Summary: Janeway wakes up from her nightmare.
Chapter 3
Note from me: well. this story has no plot, but basically its about getting our commander and captain together. =Þ
Kathryn pushed herself up to a sitting position. A single tear drop fell onto her pants. Only then did she realize that she had been crying.
Chakotay, seeing the tear stain on her pants, grabbed the tissue box on the table with one hand and used the other hand to gently put the captain's feet onto the floor and sat down next to her.
She grabbed a tissue and dabbed at her eyes
"Thanks. What time is it?"
"About 0730."
"0730! Why didn't you say so!" The captain jumped up, grabbed her jacket, which was hanging on a chair, shrugged it on, snatched her commbadge up from her table, pinned it on and half jogged to the door.
She realized that Chakotay was still sitting on her couch. She turned around and saw him trying to control his laughter.
"Just what exactly do you find so amusing?"
"I was just trying to imagine you walking onto the bridge in that state."
"Arrrrrrrrrgggggggghhhhhh"
The captain raced into her sleeping area. She ran into her bathroom first to take a look at herself in the mirror. True enough, her hair looked worse than a klingon's when he was having a bad hair day, her face was tear stained, her pants were wrinkled, the only thing that didn't look that bad, was her jacket.
~*=/\=*~
From where he was sitting, Chakotay couldn't see what the captain was doing, but he could hear her banging around, probably getting a fresh uniform to wear. Then he heard the swish of her toilet door opening then closing. Three minutes later, the captain came out. She stood in front of Chakotay.
"Do I look presentable now?"
"Presentable enough."
The captain grinned and headed for the door. She turned her head,
"Coming?"
Chakotay smiled back. He got and walked to the captain and offered her his arm. She accepted it and they made their way to the bridge.
~*=/\=*~
Summary: Janeway wakes up from her nightmare.
Chapter 3
Note from me: well. this story has no plot, but basically its about getting our commander and captain together. =Þ
Kathryn pushed herself up to a sitting position. A single tear drop fell onto her pants. Only then did she realize that she had been crying.
Chakotay, seeing the tear stain on her pants, grabbed the tissue box on the table with one hand and used the other hand to gently put the captain's feet onto the floor and sat down next to her.
She grabbed a tissue and dabbed at her eyes
"Thanks. What time is it?"
"About 0730."
"0730! Why didn't you say so!" The captain jumped up, grabbed her jacket, which was hanging on a chair, shrugged it on, snatched her commbadge up from her table, pinned it on and half jogged to the door.
She realized that Chakotay was still sitting on her couch. She turned around and saw him trying to control his laughter.
"Just what exactly do you find so amusing?"
"I was just trying to imagine you walking onto the bridge in that state."
"Arrrrrrrrrgggggggghhhhhh"
The captain raced into her sleeping area. She ran into her bathroom first to take a look at herself in the mirror. True enough, her hair looked worse than a klingon's when he was having a bad hair day, her face was tear stained, her pants were wrinkled, the only thing that didn't look that bad, was her jacket.
~*=/\=*~
From where he was sitting, Chakotay couldn't see what the captain was doing, but he could hear her banging around, probably getting a fresh uniform to wear. Then he heard the swish of her toilet door opening then closing. Three minutes later, the captain came out. She stood in front of Chakotay.
"Do I look presentable now?"
"Presentable enough."
The captain grinned and headed for the door. She turned her head,
"Coming?"
Chakotay smiled back. He got and walked to the captain and offered her his arm. She accepted it and they made their way to the bridge.
~*=/\=*~