Words in Italics mean the character is thinking.
This is the last chapter in this section of the story, tell me what you
think.
Disclaimer: Voyager is not mine neither are its characters or technology.
Spoilers: None.
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She woke up and opened her eyes. This was the second time she'd awoken unsure of her location in so many mornings.
It's starting to become a habit.
She noticed there was an arm resting around her waist, Chakotay's arm. She was lying behind her with one arm under his head and the other arm around her. Kathryn glanced at him; he looked peaceful as he always did. She lifted up her right arm and ran her fingers along his hand, resting her fingers between his own and closing her eyes again. She felt a lot better. After crying most of the night she fallen asleep, exhausted.
Maybe that's what I needed all this time, to let myself relax and cry.
He'd comforted her, until then, telling her to stop apologising to him as she had several times. It was so unlike her to break down like that, especially in front of somebody.
She felt him wake up and realise where her hand was resting, so she stroked it gently with her index finger. She felt his body shift beside her, she was making him uncomfortable. That made a change; it was usually the other way around. Maybe he didn't want there to be any possibility he was taking advantage of her. That would be just like Chakotay, always honourable.
She felt different, lighter, like she was free, even though she knew it wasn't true. She'd have to go back to being The Captain soon.
She turned over to face him, he wasn't smiling, his eyes appeared concerned but his arm remained around her waist. She'd always known that if anything was going to happen between them she'd have to start it. He'd made his feelings clear on numerous occasions; he was waiting for her to be ready. She was ready, but now he looked uncertain.
She lifted the hand that had been resting on his and placed it on the side of his face. He didn't move.
Is he still waiting or has he changed his mind.
His arm tightened around her waist as if he could sense her silent fears. Her head moved closer to his and after a moments hesitation she kissed him. This was the third time she'd kissed him; she had a vague memory of kissing him when she was drunk. This was different, she was finally sure.
When they separated she smiled at him but he still looked unsure, she wasn't going to mess him about anymore.
"I'm ready," she told him and he finally smiled back at her.
Kathryn hugged him, burying her face in his chest, she felt him kiss the top of her head lightly.
"Perhaps you should take the day off," he said. Her mood changed, she didn't like people telling her what to do. He must have sensed the change in her.
"It's just a suggestion," he added, "I am your first officer after all, I'm concerned for you. It's not like we can drop you off at Risa for a holiday."
She laughed and relaxed again.
Maybe I do need a break.
There was a lot of stress involved in being The Captain, especially so far away from home.
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Thank you.
Disclaimer: Voyager is not mine neither are its characters or technology.
Spoilers: None.
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She woke up and opened her eyes. This was the second time she'd awoken unsure of her location in so many mornings.
It's starting to become a habit.
She noticed there was an arm resting around her waist, Chakotay's arm. She was lying behind her with one arm under his head and the other arm around her. Kathryn glanced at him; he looked peaceful as he always did. She lifted up her right arm and ran her fingers along his hand, resting her fingers between his own and closing her eyes again. She felt a lot better. After crying most of the night she fallen asleep, exhausted.
Maybe that's what I needed all this time, to let myself relax and cry.
He'd comforted her, until then, telling her to stop apologising to him as she had several times. It was so unlike her to break down like that, especially in front of somebody.
She felt him wake up and realise where her hand was resting, so she stroked it gently with her index finger. She felt his body shift beside her, she was making him uncomfortable. That made a change; it was usually the other way around. Maybe he didn't want there to be any possibility he was taking advantage of her. That would be just like Chakotay, always honourable.
She felt different, lighter, like she was free, even though she knew it wasn't true. She'd have to go back to being The Captain soon.
She turned over to face him, he wasn't smiling, his eyes appeared concerned but his arm remained around her waist. She'd always known that if anything was going to happen between them she'd have to start it. He'd made his feelings clear on numerous occasions; he was waiting for her to be ready. She was ready, but now he looked uncertain.
She lifted the hand that had been resting on his and placed it on the side of his face. He didn't move.
Is he still waiting or has he changed his mind.
His arm tightened around her waist as if he could sense her silent fears. Her head moved closer to his and after a moments hesitation she kissed him. This was the third time she'd kissed him; she had a vague memory of kissing him when she was drunk. This was different, she was finally sure.
When they separated she smiled at him but he still looked unsure, she wasn't going to mess him about anymore.
"I'm ready," she told him and he finally smiled back at her.
Kathryn hugged him, burying her face in his chest, she felt him kiss the top of her head lightly.
"Perhaps you should take the day off," he said. Her mood changed, she didn't like people telling her what to do. He must have sensed the change in her.
"It's just a suggestion," he added, "I am your first officer after all, I'm concerned for you. It's not like we can drop you off at Risa for a holiday."
She laughed and relaxed again.
Maybe I do need a break.
There was a lot of stress involved in being The Captain, especially so far away from home.
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Thank you.