Author's Note: Here is part 2 of 7 in the DQ series that I have decided to create, so here we go! Hope this one is as good as the last- and kudos to cicimalone for the absolute sweetest review I have ever read. It made me cry… thanks to all of you guys- and this is set between season's 2 and 3. I'm going to be touching base on Resolutions- but only touch on it- because I think that from the character's POV- especially Kathryn and Chakotay's-  the relationship is not something to be discussed. But I think I'll focus on the angst of it. So I'm picking up right at the end of Basics 1 through Basics 2 and at the end of the ep. - This will have a focus on the planet. I am forced to do this because Paramount gave us an actual cliffhanger. So were going to pretend they are on the planet for a few days- weeks whatever. And here goes! Please R&R as always! Enjoy!

The ship shook in a nearly violent rocking motion, and she knew they were landing. Kathryn felt herself tip a bit to the side, and she lost her balance. A hand reached out and grabbed her forearm in a tight grip. She looked over at the man next to her, his eyes burning in anger, hurt and frustration. His hand lingered on her arm, and she found his touch to be so fierce, so forbidden, and she felt her heart skip a beat as she attempted to catch her breath. He had caught her when that wretch of a Kazon had backhanded her, he had stopped her from falling then, and he did it again now. It seemed to her, he was always there for her, always supporting her, always behind her. She just wished she could be there for him, especially now. How she loathed Seska for hurting him so badly.

Chakotay grabbed her arm as she tipped toward him. He wished more than anything he could hold her, just the way he did when she had fallen not to long ago on the bridge. She seemed so fragile in his arms, so perfect, so angelic. He remembered the laughs they had shared over the past year, and he knew that if they were to die on the planet, he would be at peace, for he had finally discovered just how much she meant to him. He knew that no matter what happened he would find his way back to her side, to help her, to guide her, and to love her. As she looked over at him, her eyes were tear-filled, she had been defeated and he knew she hated it. That stubborn Janeway blood has always been trouble for her… he thought. He just wished more than anything that he had a phaser so he could take out Seska, the woman who had torn out his heart, crushed him and used his body as if it were a toy. But he would never harm the boy, his son; he was innocent- as innocent as a child of Seska could be.

Harry groaned at the prospect that lay before them, he got a headache just thinking about it. He had always been a child of the 24th century, and hated the outdoors, especially the uncivilized outdoors. His eyes scanned the crowd of people assembled in the cargo bay. They too seemed a bit on edge. The Captain sat nervously on the haunches of her heals, and the Commander who sat next to her had his hand wrapped protectively around her forearm. Tom wasn't there, and Harry hoped more than anything that he was alive. After all Tom may have been the only pilot he knew, but he was also the best, which meant he was alive. Harry just knew it, he had to be. B'Elanna leaned against some piece of metal as she nervously twiddled her thumbs, her eyes flying from one corner of the room to another, as if she was looking for someone. Harry hunched over and closed his eyes, hoping that he would get out of this alive.

B'Elanna's eyes scanned the crowd, looking for her. That devil woman, Seska had to be here, and B'Elanna wanted nothing more than to dismember her limb from limb, and dump her into space. Gods she hated her more than anything in the world, galaxy or universe for that matter. She had hurt her best friend and her Captain, not to mention the entire crew, and now it was her turn to be hurt. Very badly. The ship landed, and nervously she rose from her spot. So this was the end. She thought to herself. She only wished Tom was alive, just so she could tell him what she had wanted to say for a long, long time. The sunlight blinded her as she stepped out of the ship, and she knew, everything she had ever been taught at Starfleet, everything she had ever learned, everyone she had ever trusted, all that was about to change.