PART 4.
THE CHARACTERS ARE PARAMOUNTS. The poetry is Robert Burns.
Please if you enjoy it review this is only my second attempt at fan fiction and would love feedback that's constructive.
Neelix sighed, he had hoped it had been resolved but it was plain to see it had not. Maybe some things could never be resolved.
"Excuse me?" his attention returned to what he was doing. He looked up into the face of Tom Paris who was holding his plate out waiting for his portion of leola root stew that Neelix was holding in mid air between saucepan and plate.
"Oh Sorry, Tom I was distracted" he launched the stew onto Tom's plate splattering him in the process.
"Thanks" was the reply and he turned to see what had the Talaxian's attention
"Oh" was all he said
"Oh indeed, I was hoping that..." Neelix trailed off looking at Tom's face he realised he did not have to explain.
Tom finished his meal and sat awhile watching but suddenly had a feeling of overwhelming loneliness engulf him. He stood and nodding to Neelix he left.
He found himself on the bridge and seeing no one in the command chair he looked at Harry and inclined his head in question.
"It's Tuvok he's just been called to engineering and I have the bridge until he gets back" he stopped looking at his friend "are you alright?"
"Depends"
"Same here" he stepped closer and lowered his voice "I don't remember the last time they" his voice cut short as Tuvok returned.
Neelix hovered and fussed he had cleaned every available surface he could and then some but he now had no reason to remain. He would have offered his company but he knew it was not required. He cleared his throat to gain attention"I'm going now unless you need anything else?" he received no response "I'll leave the lights on this side see you in the morning?" still no response he moved away but could not bring himself to leave he tried once again "You will be alright?" "I'll be fine Thanks Neelix" At last the first words for over 4 hours with that Neelix left turning out the lights as he went.
"Is this chair taken" a silly question as the place was empty
"Help yourself"
"Thanks, I was hoping to find you here"
"I wouldn't be hard to find"
"No I suppose not," placing an open bottle of wine and two glasses on the table she sat with him. They sat together in silence then slowly Kathryn raised her hand and spoke
"Here's a hand, my trusty friend- and give a hand of thine?"
Her voice soft and in it he heard the sadness and love. He looked into her eyes and saw the tears in them he raised his hand slowly and their fingers entwined their grips both strong as if each had found a lifeline and would not let go. Which in effect is what they had, each a grip on reality and the present. He licked his lips and locked his eyes with hers as he spoke so softly she had to lean forward to catch it
"For auld Lang syne?"
"For auld Lang syne my friend" she replied
As she spoke she saw a tear roll down his face and she reached her free hand to his cheek and wiped away the tear with her thumb as she did she knew the tears were pouring down her own face. Keeping her hand on his face she spoke "I've missed you.."her words halted as he raised his finger to her lips.
"I've missed you too" his voice still soft
"Don't ever scare me like this again; I need you with me always"
His fingers having left her lips now caressed her face.
"I know Kathryn and I'm yours for always you know that"
They sat for awhile hands still joined he broke the silence
"Shall I pour" "please"
They lifted their glasses in toast "We'll take a cup of kindness yet" his smile this time touched his eyes as his words reached her ears his smile reached her heart. But she had to be sure;
"Are you alright?"
"I'm getting there"
"Are we alright" she had to know he lowered his glass
"Kathryn you know you have always have had and always will have my heart" she lowered her glass and traced his tattoo with her thumb she swallowed and then spoke
"And you always had my soul"
He raised his hand and covered hers on his face
"Kathryn" he smiled at her
"Kathryn we have to define parameters"
She looked at him as her brain tried to make sense of what he was saying then she realised her words to him on New Earth. His eyes were laughing now and she joined him.
She took the opening he offered
"Chakotay I don't think I can define parameters, but I can tell you a story an ancient legend..." They both started to laugh even louder then before, but their hands as their hearts remained entwined.
They raised their glasses again in a toast and spoke in unison in a toast;
"TO PARAMATERS"
Their laughter could be heard through out Voyager, and the delta quadrant.
THE CHARACTERS ARE PARAMOUNTS. The poetry is Robert Burns.
Please if you enjoy it review this is only my second attempt at fan fiction and would love feedback that's constructive.
Neelix sighed, he had hoped it had been resolved but it was plain to see it had not. Maybe some things could never be resolved.
"Excuse me?" his attention returned to what he was doing. He looked up into the face of Tom Paris who was holding his plate out waiting for his portion of leola root stew that Neelix was holding in mid air between saucepan and plate.
"Oh Sorry, Tom I was distracted" he launched the stew onto Tom's plate splattering him in the process.
"Thanks" was the reply and he turned to see what had the Talaxian's attention
"Oh" was all he said
"Oh indeed, I was hoping that..." Neelix trailed off looking at Tom's face he realised he did not have to explain.
Tom finished his meal and sat awhile watching but suddenly had a feeling of overwhelming loneliness engulf him. He stood and nodding to Neelix he left.
He found himself on the bridge and seeing no one in the command chair he looked at Harry and inclined his head in question.
"It's Tuvok he's just been called to engineering and I have the bridge until he gets back" he stopped looking at his friend "are you alright?"
"Depends"
"Same here" he stepped closer and lowered his voice "I don't remember the last time they" his voice cut short as Tuvok returned.
Neelix hovered and fussed he had cleaned every available surface he could and then some but he now had no reason to remain. He would have offered his company but he knew it was not required. He cleared his throat to gain attention"I'm going now unless you need anything else?" he received no response "I'll leave the lights on this side see you in the morning?" still no response he moved away but could not bring himself to leave he tried once again "You will be alright?" "I'll be fine Thanks Neelix" At last the first words for over 4 hours with that Neelix left turning out the lights as he went.
"Is this chair taken" a silly question as the place was empty
"Help yourself"
"Thanks, I was hoping to find you here"
"I wouldn't be hard to find"
"No I suppose not," placing an open bottle of wine and two glasses on the table she sat with him. They sat together in silence then slowly Kathryn raised her hand and spoke
"Here's a hand, my trusty friend- and give a hand of thine?"
Her voice soft and in it he heard the sadness and love. He looked into her eyes and saw the tears in them he raised his hand slowly and their fingers entwined their grips both strong as if each had found a lifeline and would not let go. Which in effect is what they had, each a grip on reality and the present. He licked his lips and locked his eyes with hers as he spoke so softly she had to lean forward to catch it
"For auld Lang syne?"
"For auld Lang syne my friend" she replied
As she spoke she saw a tear roll down his face and she reached her free hand to his cheek and wiped away the tear with her thumb as she did she knew the tears were pouring down her own face. Keeping her hand on his face she spoke "I've missed you.."her words halted as he raised his finger to her lips.
"I've missed you too" his voice still soft
"Don't ever scare me like this again; I need you with me always"
His fingers having left her lips now caressed her face.
"I know Kathryn and I'm yours for always you know that"
They sat for awhile hands still joined he broke the silence
"Shall I pour" "please"
They lifted their glasses in toast "We'll take a cup of kindness yet" his smile this time touched his eyes as his words reached her ears his smile reached her heart. But she had to be sure;
"Are you alright?"
"I'm getting there"
"Are we alright" she had to know he lowered his glass
"Kathryn you know you have always have had and always will have my heart" she lowered her glass and traced his tattoo with her thumb she swallowed and then spoke
"And you always had my soul"
He raised his hand and covered hers on his face
"Kathryn" he smiled at her
"Kathryn we have to define parameters"
She looked at him as her brain tried to make sense of what he was saying then she realised her words to him on New Earth. His eyes were laughing now and she joined him.
She took the opening he offered
"Chakotay I don't think I can define parameters, but I can tell you a story an ancient legend..." They both started to laugh even louder then before, but their hands as their hearts remained entwined.
They raised their glasses again in a toast and spoke in unison in a toast;
"TO PARAMATERS"
Their laughter could be heard through out Voyager, and the delta quadrant.