Home Sweet Home
The following story line is mine. Don't try to copy it cause I'll get mad
In a like vein, Star Trek: Voyager and all characters are the sole property of someone other than me.
AN: Here the kids are about a year and a half. Sorry there's not much in between story. If anyone wants to know more, let me know in a review and I'll add chapters where needed!
This is one of those chapters with multiple stories. They're separated by = signs.
"Ko, Ko, look!" Deneb shouted. Chakotay dropped the new outfit he'd been hunting for to replace the one Damian had just mussed up and ran out into the living room. Deneb was crouched on the floor, a look of utter joy on her face, her arms extended toward a small figure moving unsteadily across the floor. It was Damian. He had a look of great concentration on his face as he carefully shifted his weight from one foot to the other as they moved in front of each other.
"Come on, Damian, come on! Come to Mommy!" Damian complied, though it took him another moment. Deneb curled him up into his lap and, realizing from his mother's expression that he had done something good, he grinned up at her and laughed with his amazingly full laugh.
"Congratulations, little man" Chakotay smiled down at the boy too and crouched down by his mother. A small outraged cry brought their attention to the fact that Damia was now standing as well. Now that she had their attention she began her own trek across the floor to the two adults and her brother. She made it a bit more quickly than her brother had and landed in Chakotay's lap.
"You know what this means, don't you?" Chakotay asked of the twin's mother. She looked at him confused. Then it dawned on her.
"Oh dear" she said, "And I thought they were trouble just crawling"
"They'll be double walking" Chakotay told her, "I have a feeling they've just learned to walk in their parent's footsteps"
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Damia chattered cheerfully at her mother. Deneb had no idea what the child was trying to say. Her daughter had said her first recognizable word three weeks ago, which had been "Ma-y" (She wasn't quite ready to produce all syllables) She had said it when her eyes had lit upon her mother as Deneb walked into the living room from the bedroom, and had continued to use it in conjunction with her mother ever since. Damian had not been happy to be shown up by his sister and had tried mightily to get his mouth to conform to his will. He finally succeeded a week later and said "no." Deneb had smiled but called Katharine immediately.
"He's already being obstinate! What am I going to do?" she cried.
"Get used to it" Katharine answered with a chuckle.
Now, both Damia and Damian carried on long conversations, with each other, with their mother, with the plant, with the photo of their father or anything or anyone else who seemed to be listening. Deneb had made the mistake of sitting down to feed the child, who tended to prefer to throw her food than eat it when she controlled the spoon.
"Really? Well isn't that nice, honey" the tired mother said and tried to get another bite of mashed peas into her daughters mouth. The door chimed.
"Come in!" she called. Chakotay walked in with Tuvok. It was time for her meditive postures. Damia twisted in her chair, causing her brother beside her to turn in his too.
"Da-y!" she exclaimed with a happy look on her face.
"Da-y!" Damian confirmed with his own smile. Deneb looked shocked. Chakotay glanced back at Tuvok. He couldn't be positive that they had meant him. He looked at Deneb, she simply stared back at him. He knew she wanted her children to know who their real father was, and to be proud of him. Was she going to be upset that they had given him the title instead of her beloved husband?
He thought he should test his assumption before saying anything to her about it. He left Tuvok standing at the door and walked toward the twin's high chairs, coming around to stand by their mother who absently handed him their food. They both turned back around in their high chairs, keeping their eyes on him. Damia lifted her arms out to him.
"Da-y!" she said again, looking directly at him. Damian copied her. (The two of them were already competitive) Chakotay gave Deneb a remorseful look. She stood up and grabbed her towel and water bottle.
"I'll...uh...be...back.....later" she said and pushed past Tuvok into the hallway. The Vulcan raised a brow at Chakotay and followed her.
"You are upset that your children regard Chakotay as their father" he said calmly when she looked like she was having difficulty concentrating. She straightened out of her position.
"Not...upset, exactly" she said, "I mean, I guess I should have seen it coming. He is the male figure they're most familiar with. I guess I'm just...surprised"
"Do you object to Damia and Damian regarding him as their father?" Tuvok asked, trying to make her really think about it herself. He had no emotions himself, but he realized that humans often need to confront and think about theirs before they could handle them properly.
"I....I guess not. I mean, they're going to need a father figure eventually, won't they? And Lord knows that some old photographs and stories about Jim aren't going to do the trick" She was trying to sort through her thoughts. She was being logical, but Tuvok was aware that the logic wasn't going to make any difference in her heart.
"I guess I was just shocked. I mean...I guess I hadn't completely stopped dreaming about them knowing their father. Christmas's in Iowa. That was what Jim and I used to talk about. Taking our kids home for Christmas's in Iowa" She shook her head, "But, I suppose if they were going to pick a father figure, I can't have any faults with the one they chose. Chakotay will be perfect for the role" And she refused to say anything else about it to Tuvok, although he suspected that she still had reservations about this new factor in the pattern of her life.
Later, when she got home, Chakotay tried to apologize.
"Oh, Ko, it's not your fault" she dismissed his words with a flip of her hand, "They were going to pick someone eventually. I'm glad it was you" She smiled lightly and put a kiss on his cheek. He stood shocked for just a second outside of her quarters after the doors had swished shut.
In a like vein, Star Trek: Voyager and all characters are the sole property of someone other than me.
AN: Here the kids are about a year and a half. Sorry there's not much in between story. If anyone wants to know more, let me know in a review and I'll add chapters where needed!
This is one of those chapters with multiple stories. They're separated by = signs.
"Ko, Ko, look!" Deneb shouted. Chakotay dropped the new outfit he'd been hunting for to replace the one Damian had just mussed up and ran out into the living room. Deneb was crouched on the floor, a look of utter joy on her face, her arms extended toward a small figure moving unsteadily across the floor. It was Damian. He had a look of great concentration on his face as he carefully shifted his weight from one foot to the other as they moved in front of each other.
"Come on, Damian, come on! Come to Mommy!" Damian complied, though it took him another moment. Deneb curled him up into his lap and, realizing from his mother's expression that he had done something good, he grinned up at her and laughed with his amazingly full laugh.
"Congratulations, little man" Chakotay smiled down at the boy too and crouched down by his mother. A small outraged cry brought their attention to the fact that Damia was now standing as well. Now that she had their attention she began her own trek across the floor to the two adults and her brother. She made it a bit more quickly than her brother had and landed in Chakotay's lap.
"You know what this means, don't you?" Chakotay asked of the twin's mother. She looked at him confused. Then it dawned on her.
"Oh dear" she said, "And I thought they were trouble just crawling"
"They'll be double walking" Chakotay told her, "I have a feeling they've just learned to walk in their parent's footsteps"
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Damia chattered cheerfully at her mother. Deneb had no idea what the child was trying to say. Her daughter had said her first recognizable word three weeks ago, which had been "Ma-y" (She wasn't quite ready to produce all syllables) She had said it when her eyes had lit upon her mother as Deneb walked into the living room from the bedroom, and had continued to use it in conjunction with her mother ever since. Damian had not been happy to be shown up by his sister and had tried mightily to get his mouth to conform to his will. He finally succeeded a week later and said "no." Deneb had smiled but called Katharine immediately.
"He's already being obstinate! What am I going to do?" she cried.
"Get used to it" Katharine answered with a chuckle.
Now, both Damia and Damian carried on long conversations, with each other, with their mother, with the plant, with the photo of their father or anything or anyone else who seemed to be listening. Deneb had made the mistake of sitting down to feed the child, who tended to prefer to throw her food than eat it when she controlled the spoon.
"Really? Well isn't that nice, honey" the tired mother said and tried to get another bite of mashed peas into her daughters mouth. The door chimed.
"Come in!" she called. Chakotay walked in with Tuvok. It was time for her meditive postures. Damia twisted in her chair, causing her brother beside her to turn in his too.
"Da-y!" she exclaimed with a happy look on her face.
"Da-y!" Damian confirmed with his own smile. Deneb looked shocked. Chakotay glanced back at Tuvok. He couldn't be positive that they had meant him. He looked at Deneb, she simply stared back at him. He knew she wanted her children to know who their real father was, and to be proud of him. Was she going to be upset that they had given him the title instead of her beloved husband?
He thought he should test his assumption before saying anything to her about it. He left Tuvok standing at the door and walked toward the twin's high chairs, coming around to stand by their mother who absently handed him their food. They both turned back around in their high chairs, keeping their eyes on him. Damia lifted her arms out to him.
"Da-y!" she said again, looking directly at him. Damian copied her. (The two of them were already competitive) Chakotay gave Deneb a remorseful look. She stood up and grabbed her towel and water bottle.
"I'll...uh...be...back.....later" she said and pushed past Tuvok into the hallway. The Vulcan raised a brow at Chakotay and followed her.
"You are upset that your children regard Chakotay as their father" he said calmly when she looked like she was having difficulty concentrating. She straightened out of her position.
"Not...upset, exactly" she said, "I mean, I guess I should have seen it coming. He is the male figure they're most familiar with. I guess I'm just...surprised"
"Do you object to Damia and Damian regarding him as their father?" Tuvok asked, trying to make her really think about it herself. He had no emotions himself, but he realized that humans often need to confront and think about theirs before they could handle them properly.
"I....I guess not. I mean, they're going to need a father figure eventually, won't they? And Lord knows that some old photographs and stories about Jim aren't going to do the trick" She was trying to sort through her thoughts. She was being logical, but Tuvok was aware that the logic wasn't going to make any difference in her heart.
"I guess I was just shocked. I mean...I guess I hadn't completely stopped dreaming about them knowing their father. Christmas's in Iowa. That was what Jim and I used to talk about. Taking our kids home for Christmas's in Iowa" She shook her head, "But, I suppose if they were going to pick a father figure, I can't have any faults with the one they chose. Chakotay will be perfect for the role" And she refused to say anything else about it to Tuvok, although he suspected that she still had reservations about this new factor in the pattern of her life.
Later, when she got home, Chakotay tried to apologize.
"Oh, Ko, it's not your fault" she dismissed his words with a flip of her hand, "They were going to pick someone eventually. I'm glad it was you" She smiled lightly and put a kiss on his cheek. He stood shocked for just a second outside of her quarters after the doors had swished shut.