A/N: OMG I've been getting random reviews from people on this ooooolllllldddddd story of mine. Although I haven't posted a story in like forever LOL we'll I decided I'd go head and try it out.
So be rough be soft be whatever just review it
LOL I'M STILL LEAVING YOU "HANGIN" LOL I'm not a serious person but I write serious LMAO THAT MADE NO SENSE
I should do a parody they seem to be popular now days………..
Okay with no further ado here ya go………
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The moments were all a blur. Chakotay ran to the water hoping that he had made it in enough time. He ripped off his uniform top and dove into the water. The water was clear and he could easily see he limp body below. He tore through the freezing cold water. He felt as if he was in a different world. The water's transparency brought comfort to his turbulent thoughts but the feelings of worry threatened to impend on his clarity of mind. He beat and tore at the water but he still felt as if he was going nowhere. He kept seeing her at the same distance only an arms length away yet he couldn't reach her. After a few seconds that felt like a lifetime Chakotay grabbed her shirt. He then started flailing his legs making to the two bodies rise to the surface.
When they reached the surface he took a deep restrained breath. His arms and legs worked tiredly but they worked. Half way to land Chakotay checked for breathing. He knew he could have waited but he judged that he wasn't making it to land anytime soon. Her pulse was weak and he felt no breath on his cheek. It was then that he knew it was his fault. All of it could have been prevented. They could have lived a happy life. But now no one was going to live a happy life, and to think he thought everything would be okay and forgotten. That there would be tears of happiness and perhaps joy in perpetual understanding. It was sickening to think he was expecting her to give him her world when he had stole it from her all those months ago. He let the sun, the moon, and the stars go and he was never going to get them back. He fought back the tears. There was no point and feeling sorry for himself now. He had been doing it all this time. He temporarily tapped his world back together and hoped that it would hold until he got her out of the water.
He had created a system. Arm, kick, pull…arm, kick, pull. He didn't have the time it took to get the shore, but he was going to have to make it. So each repetition was faster and faster he accepted no less from himself. He surely thought his body would stop working from numbness but the heat from the body next to him kept him going although it just wasn't the heat. When he had seriously taken all he could handle he pushed his last stroke hard and glided a few feet further bringing him to shore. He grabbed on to her shoulders and pulled as gently as he could. He laid her softly on the sand and dropped down next to her. Bring his ear to her mouth and his hand to her chest he checked for breathing. He got nothing. Franticly he took his two fingers and placed them on her neck. He sighed, there was a pulse, her heart was still beating but it beat even fainter than before. Chakotay raised his hands high and balled them into a fist. He applied one light blow to her diaphragm and then started pumping her chest. He counted silently until he got to the last pump.
"Fifteen" he listened for a breath but nothing came. He pinched her nose and used his other hand to raise up her chin. He breathed air into her lungs. There was no response. He prayed and tried again. He pumped her chest three times. The fourth time water spouted from her lungs out of her mouth. Kathryn rolled to her side and coughed. She coughed long and hard forcing the water out of her warn lungs. When she had gotten most of it out she rolled back to her original position. Chakotay watched her try to clear the haze from her mind. He took no chances and set into action. He didn't need her to freak out while he was trying to help her. It would only result in more injury mentally or physically that was… to both parties. He checked over her body slowly. She had taken quiet a fall and was lucky to be alive but being alive didn't mean she wasn't injured. As far as he knew she could stop breathing any second. He shivered, she was injured more now then he had ever seen her injured in there entire time together. Fate had dished her out one dislocated shoulder, two broken ribs perhaps three and that wasn't even all of it. She also had what looked like a shattered knee and to top it all off a head injury, which was bleeding uncontrollably. Weighing all of his options carefully he came to a conclusion. He had to move her. He questioned it of course, everyone knew that moving a person with such injuries was dangerous. It could and probably would worsen them. It would be taking a risk but he had to. For Kathryn's sake, and for the other life she had attempted to kill.
Carefully lifting her up, he straightened his back and headed for her house. After a 40 meter jog he reached her front door. He busted through the door and surveyed his surroundings. He decided it would be best if he laid her on a bed instead of a hard floor. Quickly he climbed the stairs and stopped at the first room. From the appearance of it, it was her main bedroom. He carefully laid her down on the bed. It wasn't until his grip loosened and he took a step back that he saw the real damage done. He took a step back in horror.
"My god Kathryn what have you done?" The tears fell down his wet cheeks on to his already soaked uniform. He saw a mixture of anger and sorrow in her now cloudy blue eyes. It was also evident on her bewildered face.
"Why didn't you say anything, why didn't you call or write or…" the weak voice whispered interrupting him.
"I…" he didn't have a good answer. Even if he did it could do nothing to sooth the pain he knew she felt.
"Seven months is a long time to go with out speaking." Chakotay opened his mouth to defend himself.
"I needed… I needed…" she interrupted him again this time her voice lost it's soft defeated sound. Instead the voice was cold and bitter but it was still a weak harsh whisper.
"You needed time to think? How much? A few days? A month maybe? Two I would have tried to understand but seven. And its sad when you can't even explain yourself. Its sad when you haven't even thought of lying." She took a short shallow breath and waited for his response.
"You're right, seven months is a long time to think. But isn't that is long as you've been thinking." She visibly winced. Chakotay kicked himself for saying that. She looked at him unbelievably.
"No, no I haven't." She said detached.
"I left Starfleet only two months ago on leave." Chakotay gawked.
"Two months…how… did they…?" She turned her head away.
"No, they didn't." Chakotay nodded.
"But that's impossible." She shot him a cold look.
"Really? Impossible, I can assure you that it's not." Chakotay pulled away quickly.
"Like you would know." Chakotay said dumbly.
"How would you? You didn't know! So obviously I was good at hiding it. But then again not like you were actually anywhere near earth." Chakotay felt his face hot with shame and anger.
"How could you blame this on me." She frowned deeply. Chakotay watched carefully, there was rage in her. That was a good thing.
"Blame? I'm not blaming anything on anyone but myself. I should have known. Its who you are." Chakotay weighed what she had said.
"What I am… how could you say something like that Kathryn?" He thought out loud. She looked at him again he eyes flashing with emotion.
"HOW COULD I?" She took a deep breath and continued.
"Why is it me. Why can't it be you. Why would you leave me like that, why would you mot make any contact at all. HOW COULD YOU!" Chakotay let himself go off.
"WHY YOU ASK? YOU'RE THE ONE WHO JUMPED FROM THAT CLIFF. YOU'RE THE ONE WHO'S CRAZY! " He regretted his words the instant they stumbled from his lips. She looked at him with disappointment. He was suppose to be the cool head, the adult. But again he had failed her. He watched as tears sprung to her eyes. He noted how she acted like they were acid burning her skin. Unless…
"Kathryn?" he said softly but there was no reply. He watched her head roll on to her shoulder. He stepped away in disbelief.
"Kathryn?" he said louder. Again she lay there lifeless.
"KATHRYN?" he screamed but he knew it was in vain. He felt this terror force the adrenaline through his veins. He ran down the stairs to look for the communicator. It was a foreign house but he knew where he would find it. She had a system. Things always went in the same place no matter where she was. He knew he could find it on a desk in view of the door. He made his way over to the desk. Slamming his fist on the machine, he started it. He searched through her index to if he could find the number he needed. When he found it he quickly had the communicator establish contact. The man that appeared on the screen seem surprised to see him.
"Chakotay!" the man said pleasantly.
"How far away are you from my current position?" Chakotay asked hurriedly. The face furrowed its brow and frowned
"Nice to see you too." Chakotay took a deep breath. He wasn't in the mood.
"How long!" Chakotay demanded. The man was taken aback by the rudeness of the comment but answered anyway.
"Ten minutes maybe…" Chakotay interrupted.
"If you can make it five I swear that I'll answer all the questions you want. Hell, I'll even make the tea and crumpets." The man looked at him questioningly.
"Why…" Chakotay cleared his throat.
"It's a medical emergency." The man rose from his seat.
"In that case make it 2 minutes." Chakotay smiled in gratitude and closed the link. Chakotay sighed, he didn't know if he had two minutes to spare.
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