POV: Maren.
A/N: I tried to expand this chapter. ^^
I shook my head to decline Neelix's offer.
"No, but thank you. I think I may come by later on, though, to take you up on that offer. And even show you how to make those Morian meals."
I nodded, turning to Tom and B'Elanna who were lovingly standing side by side, she had her arm around his waist while his arm was resting on her shoulders.
"You wanna continue?" Tom asked, noticing that I was staring, and I nodded.
"'Course I do. Joining us, B'Elanna?" I asked.
"Sure, just as long as no one pulls any jokes on us, Tom." B'Elanna playfully punched him in the chest, and he gave a little "Umph!" to play along. B'Elanna turned back to me. "Well, then, let's go."
"See ya, Neelix." Harry said, letting me slip past him before sliding in- between me and the inseparable Tom and B'Elanna.
I looked back at Harry as we entered the hallway. He was slowly making his way to my side. "Hey there, cutie." He blushed slightly, but then pushed it aside and explained how Voyager's map database worked most efficiently, when we were suddenly interrupted.
"All senior officers report to the briefing room." Janeway's voice sounded over the comm. Tom and B'Elanna looked at each other before nodding. "Tom, bring Maren." She added, and they all glanced at me.
"Well, let's go." Tom said, shrugging. "You don't want to be late for a meeting, now do you?"
I smiled and turned to them, walking backwards. "Of course not,"
Harry looked at me. "They can get pretty boring."
I turned my head to Harry, eyebrows perked. "Harry, I was a senior officer on Nighthawk. I know how they are. And besides, I'm about two hundred years old than you."
Harry looked at me dumbfounded, and turned around to look at Tom and B'Elanna. Tom nodded, "Harry doesn't know much about Morians. Obviously, he didn't know that your life span could stretch to a thousand years." Tom shrugged and smiled at me.
"So, in your life years, I look about twenty two or so." I explained as we entered the turbolift.
I sat, playing with my nails as the captain discussed the status of Voyager's systems. When she announced my name, I almost jumped out of my chair. "Uhh. Y-yes captain?"
"Would you care explaining, in more detail, about the incident on Nighthawk?"
I nodded, frowning slightly. "Well, I was unconscious for most of the time. I knocked my head in a conduit while fixing the communication system, during a battle with the aliens." I sighed. "When I woke up, which was about two weeks later, we were in the Delta Quadrant, and the whole crew, but me, was killed." I shut my eyes to fight tears that threatened to come. "I snuck around the ship for a few days and checked up on the ship. All the systems were intact, and I decided to plant a little surprise for the aliens."
The captain smiled before I continued. "Well, I infected the systems with a virus. Safe enough to say that after that I ran like hell." I looked at Harry and Tom who snickered a little. "Then, a couple months later, I found you."
A/N: Continue, Gila!
A/N: I tried to expand this chapter. ^^
I shook my head to decline Neelix's offer.
"No, but thank you. I think I may come by later on, though, to take you up on that offer. And even show you how to make those Morian meals."
I nodded, turning to Tom and B'Elanna who were lovingly standing side by side, she had her arm around his waist while his arm was resting on her shoulders.
"You wanna continue?" Tom asked, noticing that I was staring, and I nodded.
"'Course I do. Joining us, B'Elanna?" I asked.
"Sure, just as long as no one pulls any jokes on us, Tom." B'Elanna playfully punched him in the chest, and he gave a little "Umph!" to play along. B'Elanna turned back to me. "Well, then, let's go."
"See ya, Neelix." Harry said, letting me slip past him before sliding in- between me and the inseparable Tom and B'Elanna.
I looked back at Harry as we entered the hallway. He was slowly making his way to my side. "Hey there, cutie." He blushed slightly, but then pushed it aside and explained how Voyager's map database worked most efficiently, when we were suddenly interrupted.
"All senior officers report to the briefing room." Janeway's voice sounded over the comm. Tom and B'Elanna looked at each other before nodding. "Tom, bring Maren." She added, and they all glanced at me.
"Well, let's go." Tom said, shrugging. "You don't want to be late for a meeting, now do you?"
I smiled and turned to them, walking backwards. "Of course not,"
Harry looked at me. "They can get pretty boring."
I turned my head to Harry, eyebrows perked. "Harry, I was a senior officer on Nighthawk. I know how they are. And besides, I'm about two hundred years old than you."
Harry looked at me dumbfounded, and turned around to look at Tom and B'Elanna. Tom nodded, "Harry doesn't know much about Morians. Obviously, he didn't know that your life span could stretch to a thousand years." Tom shrugged and smiled at me.
"So, in your life years, I look about twenty two or so." I explained as we entered the turbolift.
I sat, playing with my nails as the captain discussed the status of Voyager's systems. When she announced my name, I almost jumped out of my chair. "Uhh. Y-yes captain?"
"Would you care explaining, in more detail, about the incident on Nighthawk?"
I nodded, frowning slightly. "Well, I was unconscious for most of the time. I knocked my head in a conduit while fixing the communication system, during a battle with the aliens." I sighed. "When I woke up, which was about two weeks later, we were in the Delta Quadrant, and the whole crew, but me, was killed." I shut my eyes to fight tears that threatened to come. "I snuck around the ship for a few days and checked up on the ship. All the systems were intact, and I decided to plant a little surprise for the aliens."
The captain smiled before I continued. "Well, I infected the systems with a virus. Safe enough to say that after that I ran like hell." I looked at Harry and Tom who snickered a little. "Then, a couple months later, I found you."
A/N: Continue, Gila!