A/N: the beginning sounded way sick but I just needed to set Kathryn's state of mind. No, I am not crazy or twisted.

A/N2: Excuse my spelling and grammar! I also think that with characters like this you can have love with excitement and things (good or bad).

Chakotay ran down the street. He had finally figured out what he wanted to do with his life, the rest of it at least. He wanted to spend it with her, with Kathryn. After all these months, he had finally organized himself. He had made plans, he was going to do something with himself and she was going to help him. She was going to be his support. Chakotay paused to breath. He was confusing himself. While stopping to breathe Chakotay heard something drop. He stopped and looked around. He had dropped the box. He was about to pick it up but he stopped. He fell to his knees, what was he doing? After more than half a year, he was going to show up and be accepted just like that? But he had to make it up to her, its what she deserved and it was what they both wanted, right? He really loved her, he had told her that months ago and he had everything he wanted. But that morning when he woke up he didn't know what to do. So he left with out saying anything, not even goodbye, he just left. To any average person it would seem that he was using her and in a way, he was. He hoped that she didn't agree or he was out of luck. Chakotay picked up the box and started down the street again. While running, he checked the box to make sure that the ring was still there, and it was. Chakotay soon became oblivious to the rain. He was already soaking wet anyway. He hoped that Kathryn wouldn't mind.

"Damn, does this road ever end?" Chakotay had been running down the dirt road for almost a half an hour. The place was almost totally isolated the place closest to it had to be 5 miles away. Finally, Chakotay stopped running. He was standing in front of some sort of lake. Above it was some sort of waterfall. The view was spectacular he could see why Kathryn chose to live here in contrast to her apartment in San Francisco. He looked up at the cliff. There he saw what looked like a neighborhood child playing on top of the rocks. He then shifted his stare to the lake below him. If anyone was to fall from the top, there was no doubt that they'd drown.

"Better be careful." He mumbled even if the kid couldn't hear him. Chakotay turned toward Kathryn's house. Chakotay heard a loud noise. It seemed as if some rocks had fallen. Chakotay turned abruptly. What if the kid had fallen? He turned and what he saw scared him, the child had fallen.

"Hold on" he screamed,

"Don't be afraid, I'm coming!" the poor kid must have been scared out of his mind. The rock was so high that he hadn't even fallen yet. The child was falling at an amazingly fast rate. And as the child neared the water he realized why. The person wasn't a kid. No not at all. He studied the body. Short chestnut hair, fair skin, and short height. But her physique was way off. And as Kathryn hit the water it dawned on him. Now he had two very important reasons to get to the water faster than he had thought.