Title: Return To Tev'Meck (Sequel to 'The Sigournate Virus')
Author: Rose (buffybot76@hotmail.com)
Rating: R
Pairing: Dr. Lazarus/Tawney Madison
Summary: The crew of the NSEA Protector are summoned back to Lazarus' homeworld of Tev'Meck. But it is a bittersweet homecoming.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Galaxy Quest characters. They belong to Dreamworks and the writers of the wonderful screenplay.
Feedback: Yes, please.
Distribution: It is on fanfiction.net right now. If you want it, let me know and you can have it.
Author's Note: Thanks again, D!!!
Chapter 4
Commander Taggart helped Tawney to lie back on the bed beside a now writhing Lazarus. Instantly, the blonde woman turned to hold the tortured man tightly in her arms as he continued to moan and cry out his torment.
Taggart was caught between feeling concerned and aggravated. He knew the situation was serious, but he couldn't do anything about it. And if there was anything Peter Quincy Taggart hated more, was to feel helpless. He was reduced to nothing more than a voyeur. He couldn't even approach Tawney to comfort her, because she herself was too busy comforting Laz. Taggart fought down the vile thoughts that his mind was conjuring up in regards to his so-called best friend.
"Tawney? Is there anything I can do?"
Tawney didn't reply verbally, only shook her head and held Lazarus tighter. His moaning had dissipated once more, now that his mate was holding him. And so, Taggart found himself staring at the pair on the bed for the second time since they had began the journey to Tev'Meck. Finally, Taggart collected himself and thought the best way for him to get his mind off of this whole thing was to wear himself out. He didn't have anything else to do until they orbited their destination, so he decided to go to the gym for a workout. Maybe if he trained hard enough, he could keep his mind off of the object of his desire and the fact that she could never be his.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Once Commander Taggart had left the room, Tawney rolled Lazarus so that she could look into his face.
"Laz... I need you to tell me what to do. I'm lost here, and I can't stand feeling your pain much longer." Tawney pleaded with her mate.
Where he found the strength through the emotional enslaught he was experiencing, Tawney did not know. But somehow, Lazarus managed to catch one of her hands in his own and brought it up to a space just between the Tev'Meckian's shoulder blades.
"Right....there." Lazarus managed to choke out as the sensations again overwhelmed him.
For a moment, Taweny was confused. Then, it dawned on her. Of course, how could she have been so stupid! There was a pressure point between a Mak'Tar's shoulder blades that relieved stress. If the right pressure was applied, it should lessen poor Lazarus' torment. Taking her fingertips and applying an adequate amount of pressure to the spot, it didn't take long for Tawney to notice the change in the way Lazarus was breathing. What once was sharp gasps soon became a mixture of gasps and deep shuddering breaths. Then, after a while, Lazarus let out a deep sigh and his entire body convulsed slightly in Tawney's arms before relaxing completely. All the while, Tawney spoke softly to him. Miraculously, as Laz's agony eased, Tawney's did as well.
A final sob escaped Laz, as he huskily whispered, "Thank you." As the relaxing touch of his life-mate continued, the Tev'Meckian's mind cleared a little. After a time, he said, a little more steadily, "I wish you could have come to Tev'Meck sooner, and met her. You would have gotten along so well...."
Though she had begun to relax--as Laz's torment had eased--Laz's statement brought another disturbing thought to the front of Tawney's mind.
"What about the rest of your family? Will there be any... problems... since I'm human?"
Using abilities not yet known to Tawney, Laz managed to squelch the thought that was forming in his mind. He didn't dare allow **this** thought to be transmitted along their bond.
Tawney felt a thought forming, but just as quickly it was gone. That worried her for a moment, but before she could say anything, Lazarus had moved to sit up in the bed and cradled her in *his* arms.
"I'm sure my family will be delighted to know that I have found my life mate." Lazarus chose his words carefully.
"Laz, please. This is important. Is there a possibility that there might be disapproval?" Tawney pleaded. This was important to her, she wanted everything to go right.
Taking a deep breath, Lazarus looked into Tawney's blue eyes and knew then and there that he could not keep this nor anything else from her, ever.
"Tawney... I'm not... sure if... they will approve."
The thought that Lazarus' family would not accept her as his life mate, scared Taweny more than she had ever thought possible. She loved Lazarus with all her heart and soul, and she could not think of anything that would make her happier, besides maybe an Earth wedding ceremony, that could make thier bond more perfect.
"But...what can they do about it?" Tawney asked, her voice trembling. "You've found your one true mate...How can they make you take another?" she asked, remembering what she'd read about Tev'Meckian customs and beliefs.
Lazarus didn't answer for a few moments. Tawney felt dread begin to creep up her spine as the minutes dragged by.
"I truly don't know, my love", Laz finally said. He truly didn't know, either: No such precedent existed.
"Well... that doesn't matter now, what matters is that we get you to your mother's side in time. And once we're there, we will face whatever repercussions occur, together." Tawney said firmly, as she snuggled impossibly close to Lazarus' side.
Lazarus smiled gently at the woman in his arms, and felt his heart swell impossibly large with all the love he held for her there.
"Yes, love. We will face everything....together."
As Tawney continued the healing touch on Laz's back, they sealed their agreement with a tender kiss.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Neither Laz nor Tawney knew that they had an ally on the Command Deck, whose self-imposed mission was to get the Tev'Meckian home in time to say "Good-bye."
'Maybe', Lieutenant Laredo thought, 'it would help make up for the time **I** was late....'
Laredo wouldn't get their hopes up yet--or his own--but it looked like The Protector would be in orbit around Tev'Meck at least two hours sooner than anticipated.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Meanwhile, in the gym, Commander Taggart had just walked through the entrance panel to find a breathtaking sight before him. Katelyn Wingate was there in the middle of a mat strategically placed in the middle of the room. She didn't seem to see him as she was busy doing a set of pirouettes across the mat. Every once in a while, she would leap into the air, legs out in an impossible split and land once more to go into another set of pirouettes.
Taggart couldn't help but smile as he leaned against a wall, arms crossed over his chest and watched the beautiful ensign continue her dance. After a few moments of watching, Taggart finally decided to make his presence known. He waited until Katelyn drew nearer before he inconspicously cleared his throat and began to clap enthusiastically.
Startled, Katelyn spun around to find Commander Taggart staring at her with a funny grin plastered on his face.
"Commander Taggart. What are you doing here?" Katelyn asked, although she was secretly pleased that he was.
"Oh, I just thought since it's going to be awhile before we reach the planet, I might as well have myself a little work out." Taggart said as he approached Katelyn.
Katie thought he resembled a sleek Fangor Beast stalking its prey... beautiful but dangerous. Katie also couldn't help but notice, when the Commander stood right beside her like he was doing now, how tall the man was. She herself, was a good 5'7, but still only came up to the man's chin.
"Well, you'd better get to work then, shouldn't you."
Katelyn had no idea where that had come from. She had never thought of openly flirting with the Commander. Only trying to get him to notice her by doing her job. But he didn't seem to be minding, and she couldn't help but feel a bit giddy at the smile he was now bestowing on her.
"Perhaps, you'd like to join me?" Taggart asked.
He seemed to be up for a bit of flirting himself. Katelyn shrugged as she backed off of the mat and moved toward the work out equipment.
"Sure, why not. I've got time." She answered.
Taggart was doing a dance of victory in his mind just then. This was one way, at least, to take his mind off of more disturbing thoughts. He walked over to join Katelyn at the Bicep Builder and couldn't help but think that maybe the rest of the journey wouldn't be so bad.
*~*~*~*~*~*
tbc...
Author: Rose (buffybot76@hotmail.com)
Rating: R
Pairing: Dr. Lazarus/Tawney Madison
Summary: The crew of the NSEA Protector are summoned back to Lazarus' homeworld of Tev'Meck. But it is a bittersweet homecoming.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Galaxy Quest characters. They belong to Dreamworks and the writers of the wonderful screenplay.
Feedback: Yes, please.
Distribution: It is on fanfiction.net right now. If you want it, let me know and you can have it.
Author's Note: Thanks again, D!!!
Chapter 4
Commander Taggart helped Tawney to lie back on the bed beside a now writhing Lazarus. Instantly, the blonde woman turned to hold the tortured man tightly in her arms as he continued to moan and cry out his torment.
Taggart was caught between feeling concerned and aggravated. He knew the situation was serious, but he couldn't do anything about it. And if there was anything Peter Quincy Taggart hated more, was to feel helpless. He was reduced to nothing more than a voyeur. He couldn't even approach Tawney to comfort her, because she herself was too busy comforting Laz. Taggart fought down the vile thoughts that his mind was conjuring up in regards to his so-called best friend.
"Tawney? Is there anything I can do?"
Tawney didn't reply verbally, only shook her head and held Lazarus tighter. His moaning had dissipated once more, now that his mate was holding him. And so, Taggart found himself staring at the pair on the bed for the second time since they had began the journey to Tev'Meck. Finally, Taggart collected himself and thought the best way for him to get his mind off of this whole thing was to wear himself out. He didn't have anything else to do until they orbited their destination, so he decided to go to the gym for a workout. Maybe if he trained hard enough, he could keep his mind off of the object of his desire and the fact that she could never be his.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Once Commander Taggart had left the room, Tawney rolled Lazarus so that she could look into his face.
"Laz... I need you to tell me what to do. I'm lost here, and I can't stand feeling your pain much longer." Tawney pleaded with her mate.
Where he found the strength through the emotional enslaught he was experiencing, Tawney did not know. But somehow, Lazarus managed to catch one of her hands in his own and brought it up to a space just between the Tev'Meckian's shoulder blades.
"Right....there." Lazarus managed to choke out as the sensations again overwhelmed him.
For a moment, Taweny was confused. Then, it dawned on her. Of course, how could she have been so stupid! There was a pressure point between a Mak'Tar's shoulder blades that relieved stress. If the right pressure was applied, it should lessen poor Lazarus' torment. Taking her fingertips and applying an adequate amount of pressure to the spot, it didn't take long for Tawney to notice the change in the way Lazarus was breathing. What once was sharp gasps soon became a mixture of gasps and deep shuddering breaths. Then, after a while, Lazarus let out a deep sigh and his entire body convulsed slightly in Tawney's arms before relaxing completely. All the while, Tawney spoke softly to him. Miraculously, as Laz's agony eased, Tawney's did as well.
A final sob escaped Laz, as he huskily whispered, "Thank you." As the relaxing touch of his life-mate continued, the Tev'Meckian's mind cleared a little. After a time, he said, a little more steadily, "I wish you could have come to Tev'Meck sooner, and met her. You would have gotten along so well...."
Though she had begun to relax--as Laz's torment had eased--Laz's statement brought another disturbing thought to the front of Tawney's mind.
"What about the rest of your family? Will there be any... problems... since I'm human?"
Using abilities not yet known to Tawney, Laz managed to squelch the thought that was forming in his mind. He didn't dare allow **this** thought to be transmitted along their bond.
Tawney felt a thought forming, but just as quickly it was gone. That worried her for a moment, but before she could say anything, Lazarus had moved to sit up in the bed and cradled her in *his* arms.
"I'm sure my family will be delighted to know that I have found my life mate." Lazarus chose his words carefully.
"Laz, please. This is important. Is there a possibility that there might be disapproval?" Tawney pleaded. This was important to her, she wanted everything to go right.
Taking a deep breath, Lazarus looked into Tawney's blue eyes and knew then and there that he could not keep this nor anything else from her, ever.
"Tawney... I'm not... sure if... they will approve."
The thought that Lazarus' family would not accept her as his life mate, scared Taweny more than she had ever thought possible. She loved Lazarus with all her heart and soul, and she could not think of anything that would make her happier, besides maybe an Earth wedding ceremony, that could make thier bond more perfect.
"But...what can they do about it?" Tawney asked, her voice trembling. "You've found your one true mate...How can they make you take another?" she asked, remembering what she'd read about Tev'Meckian customs and beliefs.
Lazarus didn't answer for a few moments. Tawney felt dread begin to creep up her spine as the minutes dragged by.
"I truly don't know, my love", Laz finally said. He truly didn't know, either: No such precedent existed.
"Well... that doesn't matter now, what matters is that we get you to your mother's side in time. And once we're there, we will face whatever repercussions occur, together." Tawney said firmly, as she snuggled impossibly close to Lazarus' side.
Lazarus smiled gently at the woman in his arms, and felt his heart swell impossibly large with all the love he held for her there.
"Yes, love. We will face everything....together."
As Tawney continued the healing touch on Laz's back, they sealed their agreement with a tender kiss.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Neither Laz nor Tawney knew that they had an ally on the Command Deck, whose self-imposed mission was to get the Tev'Meckian home in time to say "Good-bye."
'Maybe', Lieutenant Laredo thought, 'it would help make up for the time **I** was late....'
Laredo wouldn't get their hopes up yet--or his own--but it looked like The Protector would be in orbit around Tev'Meck at least two hours sooner than anticipated.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Meanwhile, in the gym, Commander Taggart had just walked through the entrance panel to find a breathtaking sight before him. Katelyn Wingate was there in the middle of a mat strategically placed in the middle of the room. She didn't seem to see him as she was busy doing a set of pirouettes across the mat. Every once in a while, she would leap into the air, legs out in an impossible split and land once more to go into another set of pirouettes.
Taggart couldn't help but smile as he leaned against a wall, arms crossed over his chest and watched the beautiful ensign continue her dance. After a few moments of watching, Taggart finally decided to make his presence known. He waited until Katelyn drew nearer before he inconspicously cleared his throat and began to clap enthusiastically.
Startled, Katelyn spun around to find Commander Taggart staring at her with a funny grin plastered on his face.
"Commander Taggart. What are you doing here?" Katelyn asked, although she was secretly pleased that he was.
"Oh, I just thought since it's going to be awhile before we reach the planet, I might as well have myself a little work out." Taggart said as he approached Katelyn.
Katie thought he resembled a sleek Fangor Beast stalking its prey... beautiful but dangerous. Katie also couldn't help but notice, when the Commander stood right beside her like he was doing now, how tall the man was. She herself, was a good 5'7, but still only came up to the man's chin.
"Well, you'd better get to work then, shouldn't you."
Katelyn had no idea where that had come from. She had never thought of openly flirting with the Commander. Only trying to get him to notice her by doing her job. But he didn't seem to be minding, and she couldn't help but feel a bit giddy at the smile he was now bestowing on her.
"Perhaps, you'd like to join me?" Taggart asked.
He seemed to be up for a bit of flirting himself. Katelyn shrugged as she backed off of the mat and moved toward the work out equipment.
"Sure, why not. I've got time." She answered.
Taggart was doing a dance of victory in his mind just then. This was one way, at least, to take his mind off of more disturbing thoughts. He walked over to join Katelyn at the Bicep Builder and couldn't help but think that maybe the rest of the journey wouldn't be so bad.
*~*~*~*~*~*
tbc...