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For the Love of a Child
Part Five
Seven woke up the next morning feeling relaxed and comfortable. It was much more enjoyable to sleep in a bed than to regenerate.
Seven sat up and looked around, but she didn't see B'Elanna anywhere in the bedroom. 'Perhaps she went to engineering early,' Seven thought, feeling a little upset that B'Elanna didn't wait for her to wake up.
Feeling hungry, Seven decide to get dressed and have breakfast. After slipping on her bio-suit she looked down at her stomach. Seven still held her figure but, there was a noticeable bump on her usually flat stomach. She smiled at this. The baby was growing so quickly.
When Seven entered the kitchen she was a little shocked to see B'Elanna moving around the kitchen trying to make breakfast. She had apparently started making pancakes, but most of the ingredients were on the floor or smeared on the plates.
"Good morning B'Elanna," Seven said amused at the amount of food covering B'Elanna.
"Seven!" B'Elanna said surprised as she quickly turned around. "You're still supposed to be asleep. I was going to have breakfast ready when you woke up."
"You did not have to go to the trouble." Seven said looking around at the mess that B'Elanna had made, "but thank you for trying."
"I made a huge mess, didn't I?" B'Elanna said as she looked around the kitchen for the first time.
"Yes," Seven said as she tried to contain a laugh.
"Well since I'm obviously not a cook." B'Elanna said smiling, "how about we go down to the mess hall for breakfast? It'll be my treat."
"I would like that." Seven said as the two women made their way to the mess hall, both of them deciding to clean up the kitchen later.
"Do you need to go to engineering B'Elanna?" Seven asked.
"Not today, it's my day off," B'Elanna explained.
~***~
'Alright today is the day that I talk to Seven,' Janeway thought as she stood in her ready room. 'She has to know how I feel.'
"Computer state the location of Seven of Nine," she said.
"Seven of Nine is currently in the mess hall," the computer answered.
'I better get down there before I loose my nerve.' Janeway thought as she walked out of her ready room, stopping briefly to tell Chakotay that he had the bridge.
When Janeway entered the mess hall, she noticed Seven and B'Elanna were the only ones sitting in the mess hall. They were talking quietly as they enjoyed their breakfast.
'Don't loose your nerve,' Janeway reminded herself as she walked up to the two women.
"Hello Captain," Seven said as she unconsciously moved away from Janeway.
"Hi, Seven, I was wondering if I could talk to you for a minute," Janeway said a little upset that Seven felt she had to move away from her.
"Maybe, I should give you some privacy," B'Elanna said standing up.
Seven quickly placed her hand on B'Elanna's arm. "No, please stay," Seven said a tinge of panic in her voice.
"Sure Seven," B'Elanna said as she sat back down. 'Janeway must have really scared her,' she thought.
"Yes please stay B'Elanna," Janeway said. "I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable Seven."
"I want to apologize for the way that I acted, and the way I treated you Seven. I care about you, and what I said was completely out of line, as a Captain and as a friend. Do you think that you can ever forgive me?" Janeway asked sincerely.
"I accept your apology Captain, but it will take some time before I am ready to trust you again."
"I know Seven, I'll be here whenever you're ready to talk to me again," Janeway said as she left the mess hall.
"Well that was shocking, I don't think I've ever seen Janeway apologize before," B'Elanna said when she was sure Janeway had left the mess hall.
"The Captain still wishes to begin a relationship with me," Seven said as she began to eat her breakfast again.
"So if you're not interested in the Captain, is there anyone else?" B'Elanna asked.
"Truthfully I had no plans to start a relationship with anyone on Voyager. Since I have become pregnant I have had even less time to think about it."
"So is there anyone on Voyager you like?" B'Elanna asked.
"No, and it would be difficult to start a relationship now. I will have a child soon, and this will consume most of my free time."
"What about after the baby is a few years old?" B'Elanna asked.
"I will discuss it with the baby, and decide then," Seven said.
"Is there anything you wanted to do today?" B'Elanna asked.
"I believe that I will need new clothing," Seven said as she looked down at her bio-suit. "My bio-suit is beginning to feel constricting."
"Do you want some company?" B'Elanna asked.
"That would be nice," Seven said as the pair left the mess hall.
~***~
'I can't believe that bitch.' Paris thought fuming. 'Seven is not going to steal my girlfriend from me. I just need a way to prove to everyone that Seven is trying to manipulate us.'
'Seven doesn't know all that much about humans. Maybe I can use that? If I can just talk to her alone for a while I can probably get her to admit it without even realizing it.'
"Computer what is the location of Seven of nine?" Paris asked.
"Seven of nine is currently in sick bay?" The computer answered.
"Who else is in sick bay with her?"
"B'Elanna Torres and the doctor are also in sick bay."
'Damn, I'm going to have to wait until Seven is alone. There's no way I'll be able to talk to her with B'Elanna around.' Paris thought. 'I need a way to get B'Elanna away from her for a couple of hours.'
~***~
"Well Seven you really don't need to wear the bio-suit anymore," the doctor explained. "You only needed it in the beginning because your implants were still adapting to the changes in your body."
"Is there any material that I am unable to construct my clothing from?" Seven asked.
"You can use anything you want Seven," the doctor assured her.
"So, what kind of clothes do you want Seven?" B'Elanna asked.
"I am unsure. How many types of clothing are there?"
"A lot," B'Elanna answered. "You have literally hundred of years worth of styles to look through."
"Are there any styles pertaining to pregnant women?" Seven asked.
"Yeah, they're called maternity clothes. They usually include an expanded midsection."
"Perhaps I should start with those," Seven said.
Seven walked to one of the consoles in sick bay, and began searching the data base for maternity clothes she liked. After a few minutes Seven came across a style that she liked. It was a long flowing dress that had a slightly expanded mid section, which was perfect for her current rate of pregnancy.
"I like this one," Seven said as she pointed to the screen.
"Nice choice," B'Elanna said as she looked over Seven's shoulder. "What color do you want it in?"
"I would prefer a light yellow," Seven said thoughtfully.
"You should make some shoes to go with it," B'Elanna suggested. "Your shoes don't really come of your bio-suit."
"What do you suggest B'Elanna?" Seven asked curiously.
"Well you could try these," B'Elanna said as she leaned over and tapped a few keys on the console.
The picture that B'Elanna brought up was a pair of sandals, with synthetic, brown leather straps.
Seven went to the replicator and created the dress and sandals, then walked into the examination room to change.
"So how are things going with Seven?" the doctor asked.
"It's going a lot better than I thought it would," B'Elanna said honestly. "I though for sure that we would be at each others throats before the end of the first day."
"She does have a way of growing on you doesn't she?" The doctor said fondly.
"I think it's her innocence. Even after everything that the borg put her through she is still so pure." B'Elanna said agreeing.
"Take care of her B'Elanna. She needs people to look out for her."
"I will," B'Elanna promised.
"Is the dress suitable?" Seven asked as she stepped back into the room.
"You look nice." B'Elanna said as she walked over, "but something is off."
"I do not understand." Seven said confused. "I am sure that I put the garment on correctly."
"I know," B'Elanna said as inspiration struck her. She reached behind Seven's head and removed the pins from her hair. "You look better with your hair down," B'Elanna said as she smoothed out Seven's hair with her fingers.
"Thank you lieutenant," Seven said as she blushed a little at B'Elanna's compliment.
"Come on," B'Elanna said as she took Seven's hand. "I have to make a quick stop in engineering."
"Yes B'Elanna," Seven said as she allowed herself to be led out sick bay.
B'Elanna walked into engineering with Seven still in tow. A few people turned to look at the pair in shock. It was only a few weeks ago that the two were fighting each other tooth and nail.
"Don't I give you guys enough work to do?" B'Elanna asked a little amused.
The staff quickly resumed their work, some not sure if B'Elanna was serious, the rest not wanting to risk it.
"Carey," B'Elanna said flagging over the second in command for engineering. "How is the analysis of the warp core going?"
"Already done," Carey answered. "I left the results in your office."
"Thanks Carey," B'Elanna said as she walked to her office. "Come on Seven, this will only take a few minutes," she said as she lead Seven to her office.
"Have a seat Seven," B'Elanna said as she motioned towards her chair.
"Thank you B'Elanna."
After a few minutes of waiting Seven realized she was close to falling asleep. If she did not get back to B'Elanna's quarters soon she would probably fall asleep in the chair.
"B'Elanna," Seven interrupted. "I believe that I should rest now."
"Do you always feel this tired?" B'Elanna asked a little worried.
"It is normal for my rate of pregnancy," Seven assured her. "The baby needs a larger amount of energy and nourishment than a normal pregnancy. The most efficient way to provide this is with more rest."
"Why don't you go back home Seven? I'll bring you some dinner in a couple of hours."
"Thank you B'Elanna," Seven said as she left engineering.
~***~
"Seven of nine is no longer on the same deck as B'Elanna Torres," the computer informed Paris.
'Perfect' Paris thought. 'I can finally set things straight with Seven.'
"Computer what is the location of Seven of Nine?"
"Seven of nine is currently in B'Elanna Torres's quarters."
Paris quickly made his way to the turbo lift, and B'Elanna's quarters. B'Elanna would probably be in engineering for a couple of hours, no one would get in the way of what was his this time.
When Paris reached B'Elanna's quarters he felt even more jealous for the fact that Seven could come and go from B'Elanna's quarters whenever she wanted but Paris still had to have B'Elanna's permission.
Paris pressed the entry chime and waited impatiently for Seven to answer the door.
Seven opened the door and came face to face with an angry Tom Paris. "B'Elanna is not here. How may I help you lieutenant?" Seven said trying to ignore Paris's glare.
"I'm not here to talk to B'Elanna. I'm here to talk to you Seven." Tom said as he pushed past Seven into B'Elanna's quarters.
"What would you like to speak to me about?" Seven asked as she calmly sat down on the sofa. She hoped that by staying calm it would diffuse Tom's anger.
"What the hell has been going on with you and B'Elanna?" Tom asked as he began to pace.
"I am unsure of what you mean." Seven said.
"Don't give me that, I know that B'Elanna has been spending a lot of time with you, more time than she ever spent with me," Tom added as an afterthought.
"She has simply allowed me to stay with her for the pregnancy."
"Why do you to stay with her? You've got a perfectly good place to stay in the cargo bay."
"I was originally planning on staying in the cargo bay. B'Elanna found me when I was sleeping and decided that I would not remain there."
"So you automatically get to stay with her? Don't give me that, I know you're just trying to control her."
"I do not understand." Seven said feeling hurt. "Why would I wish to control anyone?"
"You're borg, I think that's reason enough," Paris said self righteously.
"I have been severed from the collective," Seven said as tears began to roll down her cheeks. "I do not want to go back, I do not wish to become like that again."
"Don't give me those fake tears," Tom said angrily. "I want you to stay away from B'Elanna. I won't let you or your unnatural bastard child ruins her life."
Tom's words cut through Seven like a knife. He had no idea how much his words were hurting Seven.
"I am sorry," Seven said softly. "I will leave, I will not ruin B'Elanna's life," Seven said as ran out of B'Elanna's quarters.
When Seven left Tom smirked, 'She really does put on a good show. I can see why B'Elanna found it so hard to set her straight. The way she acted, it was almost human. B'Elanna's going to thank me when she hears how I got rid of Seven for her.' Tom thought as he decided to wait for B'Elanna to come back.
~***~
"Neelix," B'Elanna said as she went into the mess hall. "I need something special for dinner."
"Is Tom coming over?" Neelix asked hoping for a little gossip. "I didn't know you had an anniversary tonight."
"We don't, it's for Seven," B'Elanna said as she looked through what Neelix had prepared. "Seven is always making these great dinners from scratch, and tonight I promised to get something." B'Elanna explained.
"Then I have just the thing," Neelix said smiling. "Look at this. It's the replicator pattern for Italian Lasagna. It's a little high on the replicator rations, but it will defiantly be special."
"Perfect," B'Elanna said as she input the replicator pattern and set it to be made in her quarters.
"Have fun," Neelix said as B'Elanna left the mess hall. 'Well, it's about time those two became friends.' Neelix thought.
B'Elanna entered her quarters with a smile on her face. 'Seven is going to love this' she thought.
"Hello B'Elanna," Tom said with a smile on her face.
"What are you doing here Tom?" B'Elanna asked still a little annoyed at him for their earlier argument.
"I just came by to tell you that I solved your problem with Seven," Tom said smugly.
"What are you talking about?" B'Elanna asked getting worried as a million possibilities ran through her head.
"Seven was taking up all of your free time and made you feel guilty. I took care of it, she won't bother you anymore."
"What did you do to her?" B'Elanna demanded angrily.
"I didn't do anything," Tom said trying to defend himself. "All I said was that Seven shouldn't burden with you with her problems anymore, and then she left. I think it was the smartest thing she could have done."
"Computer what is the location of Seven of Nine?" B'Elanna asked, now in a complete panic.
"Seven of Nine is currently in Samantha Wildman's quarters," the computer responded.
"When Seven and I get back you better no be here Tom," B'Elanna said angrily as she left.
~***~
Seven looked around the cargo bay sadly. After spending time with B'Elanna the cargo bay seemed so empty, and big. It would be difficult to adjust to being by herself again.
"Wildman to Seven," chirped Seven's comm. interrupting her thoughts.
"Seven here," she answered sadly.
"What's the matter Seven?" Samantha asked, immediately picking up on the distress of the younger woman.
"I have realized that I have been burdening B'Elanna for too long."
"What do you mean? I thought that the two of you were getting along now?" Samantha asked confused.
"We are. It is just that I realized that B'Elanna can not have a normal life with me in it. She has had to change her plans numerous times because of me."
"If you're not staying with B'Elanna anymore where are you going to live?" Samantha asked not liking where the conversation was going.
"I have returned to the cargo bay."
"You are not staying in the cargo bay," Samantha said firmly. "It isn't safe. You are going to stay with me until we can figure something out."
"I do not wish to bother you," Seven said.
"You are not bothering me Seven, and this isn't up for debate. You are either going to come here on your own, or I am going to come and get you myself."
"Very well," Seven relented. She remembered when Samantha used that tone of voice on Naiomi. The older woman would not change her mind about this. "I am on my way Samantha."
"Good," Samantha said closing the link.
~***~
B'Elanna rushed to Samantha's quarters, knocking a good number of people over on her way there.
She rang the entry chime and waited impatiently for Samantha to open the door.
As soon as Samantha opened the door B'Elanna had already started interrogating her. "Is Seven okay? What did Tom say to her? Is the baby okay? Is she going to be okay?"
"Slow down," Samantha said. "I'm not really sure what happened. All I know is that she was going to stay in the cargo bay, and I wasn't going to let it happen."
"Can I talk to her? I have to know if she is okay." B'Elanna asked desperately.
"She's asleep right now B'Elanna. I don't think we should wake her just yet. Come by tomorrow morning. It'll be easier to talk to her when she's calmed down a bit," Samantha suggested.
"Okay," B'Elanna agreed reluctantly. "But I want you to call me if anything happens to her."
"I promise," Samantha said as she ushered B'Elanna out the door.
'My quarters are going to feel so empty without her.' B'Elanna thought as she sadly walked back home.
To Be Continued...
trekkerpoet29: keep reading, don't base your judgments just on the first chapter
Psyco_teen: If you thought Tom was a jerk then, check this out
ezri_candy: evolutions I is kind of being re-tooled, don't expect a new chapter really soon
JadziaKathryn: I;m not really sure what you mean by more emotion, can you give me an example?
For the Love of a Child
Part Five
Seven woke up the next morning feeling relaxed and comfortable. It was much more enjoyable to sleep in a bed than to regenerate.
Seven sat up and looked around, but she didn't see B'Elanna anywhere in the bedroom. 'Perhaps she went to engineering early,' Seven thought, feeling a little upset that B'Elanna didn't wait for her to wake up.
Feeling hungry, Seven decide to get dressed and have breakfast. After slipping on her bio-suit she looked down at her stomach. Seven still held her figure but, there was a noticeable bump on her usually flat stomach. She smiled at this. The baby was growing so quickly.
When Seven entered the kitchen she was a little shocked to see B'Elanna moving around the kitchen trying to make breakfast. She had apparently started making pancakes, but most of the ingredients were on the floor or smeared on the plates.
"Good morning B'Elanna," Seven said amused at the amount of food covering B'Elanna.
"Seven!" B'Elanna said surprised as she quickly turned around. "You're still supposed to be asleep. I was going to have breakfast ready when you woke up."
"You did not have to go to the trouble." Seven said looking around at the mess that B'Elanna had made, "but thank you for trying."
"I made a huge mess, didn't I?" B'Elanna said as she looked around the kitchen for the first time.
"Yes," Seven said as she tried to contain a laugh.
"Well since I'm obviously not a cook." B'Elanna said smiling, "how about we go down to the mess hall for breakfast? It'll be my treat."
"I would like that." Seven said as the two women made their way to the mess hall, both of them deciding to clean up the kitchen later.
"Do you need to go to engineering B'Elanna?" Seven asked.
"Not today, it's my day off," B'Elanna explained.
~***~
'Alright today is the day that I talk to Seven,' Janeway thought as she stood in her ready room. 'She has to know how I feel.'
"Computer state the location of Seven of Nine," she said.
"Seven of Nine is currently in the mess hall," the computer answered.
'I better get down there before I loose my nerve.' Janeway thought as she walked out of her ready room, stopping briefly to tell Chakotay that he had the bridge.
When Janeway entered the mess hall, she noticed Seven and B'Elanna were the only ones sitting in the mess hall. They were talking quietly as they enjoyed their breakfast.
'Don't loose your nerve,' Janeway reminded herself as she walked up to the two women.
"Hello Captain," Seven said as she unconsciously moved away from Janeway.
"Hi, Seven, I was wondering if I could talk to you for a minute," Janeway said a little upset that Seven felt she had to move away from her.
"Maybe, I should give you some privacy," B'Elanna said standing up.
Seven quickly placed her hand on B'Elanna's arm. "No, please stay," Seven said a tinge of panic in her voice.
"Sure Seven," B'Elanna said as she sat back down. 'Janeway must have really scared her,' she thought.
"Yes please stay B'Elanna," Janeway said. "I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable Seven."
"I want to apologize for the way that I acted, and the way I treated you Seven. I care about you, and what I said was completely out of line, as a Captain and as a friend. Do you think that you can ever forgive me?" Janeway asked sincerely.
"I accept your apology Captain, but it will take some time before I am ready to trust you again."
"I know Seven, I'll be here whenever you're ready to talk to me again," Janeway said as she left the mess hall.
"Well that was shocking, I don't think I've ever seen Janeway apologize before," B'Elanna said when she was sure Janeway had left the mess hall.
"The Captain still wishes to begin a relationship with me," Seven said as she began to eat her breakfast again.
"So if you're not interested in the Captain, is there anyone else?" B'Elanna asked.
"Truthfully I had no plans to start a relationship with anyone on Voyager. Since I have become pregnant I have had even less time to think about it."
"So is there anyone on Voyager you like?" B'Elanna asked.
"No, and it would be difficult to start a relationship now. I will have a child soon, and this will consume most of my free time."
"What about after the baby is a few years old?" B'Elanna asked.
"I will discuss it with the baby, and decide then," Seven said.
"Is there anything you wanted to do today?" B'Elanna asked.
"I believe that I will need new clothing," Seven said as she looked down at her bio-suit. "My bio-suit is beginning to feel constricting."
"Do you want some company?" B'Elanna asked.
"That would be nice," Seven said as the pair left the mess hall.
~***~
'I can't believe that bitch.' Paris thought fuming. 'Seven is not going to steal my girlfriend from me. I just need a way to prove to everyone that Seven is trying to manipulate us.'
'Seven doesn't know all that much about humans. Maybe I can use that? If I can just talk to her alone for a while I can probably get her to admit it without even realizing it.'
"Computer what is the location of Seven of nine?" Paris asked.
"Seven of nine is currently in sick bay?" The computer answered.
"Who else is in sick bay with her?"
"B'Elanna Torres and the doctor are also in sick bay."
'Damn, I'm going to have to wait until Seven is alone. There's no way I'll be able to talk to her with B'Elanna around.' Paris thought. 'I need a way to get B'Elanna away from her for a couple of hours.'
~***~
"Well Seven you really don't need to wear the bio-suit anymore," the doctor explained. "You only needed it in the beginning because your implants were still adapting to the changes in your body."
"Is there any material that I am unable to construct my clothing from?" Seven asked.
"You can use anything you want Seven," the doctor assured her.
"So, what kind of clothes do you want Seven?" B'Elanna asked.
"I am unsure. How many types of clothing are there?"
"A lot," B'Elanna answered. "You have literally hundred of years worth of styles to look through."
"Are there any styles pertaining to pregnant women?" Seven asked.
"Yeah, they're called maternity clothes. They usually include an expanded midsection."
"Perhaps I should start with those," Seven said.
Seven walked to one of the consoles in sick bay, and began searching the data base for maternity clothes she liked. After a few minutes Seven came across a style that she liked. It was a long flowing dress that had a slightly expanded mid section, which was perfect for her current rate of pregnancy.
"I like this one," Seven said as she pointed to the screen.
"Nice choice," B'Elanna said as she looked over Seven's shoulder. "What color do you want it in?"
"I would prefer a light yellow," Seven said thoughtfully.
"You should make some shoes to go with it," B'Elanna suggested. "Your shoes don't really come of your bio-suit."
"What do you suggest B'Elanna?" Seven asked curiously.
"Well you could try these," B'Elanna said as she leaned over and tapped a few keys on the console.
The picture that B'Elanna brought up was a pair of sandals, with synthetic, brown leather straps.
Seven went to the replicator and created the dress and sandals, then walked into the examination room to change.
"So how are things going with Seven?" the doctor asked.
"It's going a lot better than I thought it would," B'Elanna said honestly. "I though for sure that we would be at each others throats before the end of the first day."
"She does have a way of growing on you doesn't she?" The doctor said fondly.
"I think it's her innocence. Even after everything that the borg put her through she is still so pure." B'Elanna said agreeing.
"Take care of her B'Elanna. She needs people to look out for her."
"I will," B'Elanna promised.
"Is the dress suitable?" Seven asked as she stepped back into the room.
"You look nice." B'Elanna said as she walked over, "but something is off."
"I do not understand." Seven said confused. "I am sure that I put the garment on correctly."
"I know," B'Elanna said as inspiration struck her. She reached behind Seven's head and removed the pins from her hair. "You look better with your hair down," B'Elanna said as she smoothed out Seven's hair with her fingers.
"Thank you lieutenant," Seven said as she blushed a little at B'Elanna's compliment.
"Come on," B'Elanna said as she took Seven's hand. "I have to make a quick stop in engineering."
"Yes B'Elanna," Seven said as she allowed herself to be led out sick bay.
B'Elanna walked into engineering with Seven still in tow. A few people turned to look at the pair in shock. It was only a few weeks ago that the two were fighting each other tooth and nail.
"Don't I give you guys enough work to do?" B'Elanna asked a little amused.
The staff quickly resumed their work, some not sure if B'Elanna was serious, the rest not wanting to risk it.
"Carey," B'Elanna said flagging over the second in command for engineering. "How is the analysis of the warp core going?"
"Already done," Carey answered. "I left the results in your office."
"Thanks Carey," B'Elanna said as she walked to her office. "Come on Seven, this will only take a few minutes," she said as she lead Seven to her office.
"Have a seat Seven," B'Elanna said as she motioned towards her chair.
"Thank you B'Elanna."
After a few minutes of waiting Seven realized she was close to falling asleep. If she did not get back to B'Elanna's quarters soon she would probably fall asleep in the chair.
"B'Elanna," Seven interrupted. "I believe that I should rest now."
"Do you always feel this tired?" B'Elanna asked a little worried.
"It is normal for my rate of pregnancy," Seven assured her. "The baby needs a larger amount of energy and nourishment than a normal pregnancy. The most efficient way to provide this is with more rest."
"Why don't you go back home Seven? I'll bring you some dinner in a couple of hours."
"Thank you B'Elanna," Seven said as she left engineering.
~***~
"Seven of nine is no longer on the same deck as B'Elanna Torres," the computer informed Paris.
'Perfect' Paris thought. 'I can finally set things straight with Seven.'
"Computer what is the location of Seven of Nine?"
"Seven of nine is currently in B'Elanna Torres's quarters."
Paris quickly made his way to the turbo lift, and B'Elanna's quarters. B'Elanna would probably be in engineering for a couple of hours, no one would get in the way of what was his this time.
When Paris reached B'Elanna's quarters he felt even more jealous for the fact that Seven could come and go from B'Elanna's quarters whenever she wanted but Paris still had to have B'Elanna's permission.
Paris pressed the entry chime and waited impatiently for Seven to answer the door.
Seven opened the door and came face to face with an angry Tom Paris. "B'Elanna is not here. How may I help you lieutenant?" Seven said trying to ignore Paris's glare.
"I'm not here to talk to B'Elanna. I'm here to talk to you Seven." Tom said as he pushed past Seven into B'Elanna's quarters.
"What would you like to speak to me about?" Seven asked as she calmly sat down on the sofa. She hoped that by staying calm it would diffuse Tom's anger.
"What the hell has been going on with you and B'Elanna?" Tom asked as he began to pace.
"I am unsure of what you mean." Seven said.
"Don't give me that, I know that B'Elanna has been spending a lot of time with you, more time than she ever spent with me," Tom added as an afterthought.
"She has simply allowed me to stay with her for the pregnancy."
"Why do you to stay with her? You've got a perfectly good place to stay in the cargo bay."
"I was originally planning on staying in the cargo bay. B'Elanna found me when I was sleeping and decided that I would not remain there."
"So you automatically get to stay with her? Don't give me that, I know you're just trying to control her."
"I do not understand." Seven said feeling hurt. "Why would I wish to control anyone?"
"You're borg, I think that's reason enough," Paris said self righteously.
"I have been severed from the collective," Seven said as tears began to roll down her cheeks. "I do not want to go back, I do not wish to become like that again."
"Don't give me those fake tears," Tom said angrily. "I want you to stay away from B'Elanna. I won't let you or your unnatural bastard child ruins her life."
Tom's words cut through Seven like a knife. He had no idea how much his words were hurting Seven.
"I am sorry," Seven said softly. "I will leave, I will not ruin B'Elanna's life," Seven said as ran out of B'Elanna's quarters.
When Seven left Tom smirked, 'She really does put on a good show. I can see why B'Elanna found it so hard to set her straight. The way she acted, it was almost human. B'Elanna's going to thank me when she hears how I got rid of Seven for her.' Tom thought as he decided to wait for B'Elanna to come back.
~***~
"Neelix," B'Elanna said as she went into the mess hall. "I need something special for dinner."
"Is Tom coming over?" Neelix asked hoping for a little gossip. "I didn't know you had an anniversary tonight."
"We don't, it's for Seven," B'Elanna said as she looked through what Neelix had prepared. "Seven is always making these great dinners from scratch, and tonight I promised to get something." B'Elanna explained.
"Then I have just the thing," Neelix said smiling. "Look at this. It's the replicator pattern for Italian Lasagna. It's a little high on the replicator rations, but it will defiantly be special."
"Perfect," B'Elanna said as she input the replicator pattern and set it to be made in her quarters.
"Have fun," Neelix said as B'Elanna left the mess hall. 'Well, it's about time those two became friends.' Neelix thought.
B'Elanna entered her quarters with a smile on her face. 'Seven is going to love this' she thought.
"Hello B'Elanna," Tom said with a smile on her face.
"What are you doing here Tom?" B'Elanna asked still a little annoyed at him for their earlier argument.
"I just came by to tell you that I solved your problem with Seven," Tom said smugly.
"What are you talking about?" B'Elanna asked getting worried as a million possibilities ran through her head.
"Seven was taking up all of your free time and made you feel guilty. I took care of it, she won't bother you anymore."
"What did you do to her?" B'Elanna demanded angrily.
"I didn't do anything," Tom said trying to defend himself. "All I said was that Seven shouldn't burden with you with her problems anymore, and then she left. I think it was the smartest thing she could have done."
"Computer what is the location of Seven of Nine?" B'Elanna asked, now in a complete panic.
"Seven of Nine is currently in Samantha Wildman's quarters," the computer responded.
"When Seven and I get back you better no be here Tom," B'Elanna said angrily as she left.
~***~
Seven looked around the cargo bay sadly. After spending time with B'Elanna the cargo bay seemed so empty, and big. It would be difficult to adjust to being by herself again.
"Wildman to Seven," chirped Seven's comm. interrupting her thoughts.
"Seven here," she answered sadly.
"What's the matter Seven?" Samantha asked, immediately picking up on the distress of the younger woman.
"I have realized that I have been burdening B'Elanna for too long."
"What do you mean? I thought that the two of you were getting along now?" Samantha asked confused.
"We are. It is just that I realized that B'Elanna can not have a normal life with me in it. She has had to change her plans numerous times because of me."
"If you're not staying with B'Elanna anymore where are you going to live?" Samantha asked not liking where the conversation was going.
"I have returned to the cargo bay."
"You are not staying in the cargo bay," Samantha said firmly. "It isn't safe. You are going to stay with me until we can figure something out."
"I do not wish to bother you," Seven said.
"You are not bothering me Seven, and this isn't up for debate. You are either going to come here on your own, or I am going to come and get you myself."
"Very well," Seven relented. She remembered when Samantha used that tone of voice on Naiomi. The older woman would not change her mind about this. "I am on my way Samantha."
"Good," Samantha said closing the link.
~***~
B'Elanna rushed to Samantha's quarters, knocking a good number of people over on her way there.
She rang the entry chime and waited impatiently for Samantha to open the door.
As soon as Samantha opened the door B'Elanna had already started interrogating her. "Is Seven okay? What did Tom say to her? Is the baby okay? Is she going to be okay?"
"Slow down," Samantha said. "I'm not really sure what happened. All I know is that she was going to stay in the cargo bay, and I wasn't going to let it happen."
"Can I talk to her? I have to know if she is okay." B'Elanna asked desperately.
"She's asleep right now B'Elanna. I don't think we should wake her just yet. Come by tomorrow morning. It'll be easier to talk to her when she's calmed down a bit," Samantha suggested.
"Okay," B'Elanna agreed reluctantly. "But I want you to call me if anything happens to her."
"I promise," Samantha said as she ushered B'Elanna out the door.
'My quarters are going to feel so empty without her.' B'Elanna thought as she sadly walked back home.
To Be Continued...