Author's Note: I thought it was time for a little action- plus some flashbacks and all that good stuff, since I just got season 2 on DVD for graduation from a friend of mine… delighted squeal, only Threshold is such a waste of space. Lizards, yuck. Deadlock is one of my favorites! Love that episode and the little moments of JC and well it's just a personal favorite. hugs DVD set. Okay I'm done rambling, only I really hated the last chapter, so I hope this will be better! Enjoy this one; sorry I didn't get it done yesterday- I was having a grad party for the family. It was way crazy and I was super busy… and yet I still find time to update… just keep reviewing! You guys all keep me going! Oh- this POV is no one in particular

The rain poured down as the Captain and Commander led the search parties toward the caves. The loose strands of hair that had fallen from her bun had become drenched and matted to her face. Her uniform was heavy, and she was certain that she looked like hell. What a way to go, she thought to herself. She'd always hated Starfleet and their "never abandon a member of the crew" policy. She would much have preferred to be dry and safe at camp. But no. She was going on a fool's mission to find Kim something or other instead. And now they had stopped in front of a cave. As lighting illuminated the sky they ran into the cave, split off into groups and had begun their search as the low rumble of thunder shook the floor of the cave.

The Captain's rather grating voice could be heard as Commander Chakotay got up and moved in her direction, all the meanwhile telling the rest of the crew to continue looking. She decided to get up and follow the Commander; it wasn't like anyone was going to miss her anyway, and not to mention she was rather curious as to what was going on.

"Chakotay?" she heard the Captain's concerned voice.

"Yes, I'm here, what is it?"

"I think we've found one of Harry's fellow crew men." The Captain pointed to a body at the bottom of her feet, or at least what was left of it. She turned away quickly and looked back at the Commander.

"Let's hope Harry's still alive." He whispered quietly to her as he picked up the remains of some crew man and placed them over in a corner. He walked back over to the Captain and touched her shoulder.

"I know he's alive Kathryn…"

Kathryn?! Since when did the two CO's call each other by their first names?  When did they get all touchy feely? What the hell was going on? She decided it was well worth the wait, so she crouched behind a rock and watched the show. Suddenly a voice interrupted her entertainment and had nearly scared the hell out of her.

"What are you looking at Ensign?" Torres. Now she was dead for sure. Going against her better judgment, she decided it was smarter to answer the question honestly. Yeah right.

"Some of the rock formations. When I was in the Academy we were taught to look at certain striations on the rock in order to identify…"

"Save it Ensign. What were you really looking at?" She groaned inwardly. The whole crew knew that Torres had a soft spot for the Commander, and she knew that seeing him with the Captain probably made his blood boil. She decided to tell Torres anyway.

"The Captain and Commander" they both looked over to see the Commander take the soaking wet Captain in his arms. Both Torres and she sat, not moving behind the rock as they watched the scene unfold.

They fell asleep there, and the next morning the search continued. Only this time the Captain and Commander led a search team and Torres and Tuvok led the other. As they proceeded outside they found him. Bruised, beaten, and possibly eaten, but nevertheless still very much alive, he nearly ran toward the search team. Torres had engulfed the Ensign is a fierce hug as the Captain and Commander, and even Tuvok went over and patted, hugged and welcomed Harry Kim back. As they proceeded back to camp, with the Ensign leaning on Tuvok and Torres, she couldn't help but notice the Commander's hand resting rather comfortably on the small of the Captain's back. Leading her, guiding her, helping her face whatever lay ahead. The rains began again.

Wash away the thoughts inside
That keep my mind away from you.
No more love and no more pride
And thoughts are all I have to do.

Oh Remember when it rained.
Felt the ground and looked up high
And called your name.
Oh Remember when it rained.
In the darkness I remain.

Tears of hope run down my skin.
Tears for you that will not dry.
They magnify the one within
And let the outside slowly die.

Oh Remember when it rained.
I felt the ground and looked up high
And called your name.
Oh Remember when it rained.
In the water I remain
Running down

This Josh Groban song reminded me so much of JC- do you guys see it? Oh and I know I promised some action and flashbacks- well that's going to have to be in the next chapter! Sorry!