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Author's Note: Hey, Hey, Hey, guess whose back! ( Sorry this took so long,
was very busy, moving house, school, etc. etc. Anyway, I just read the last
few chapters and boy, were there a lot of spelling mistakes, I must get
around to correcting them sometime soon....... Also,
HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY KAYLN WEBB!!!!! ..... HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT DAY!!!!
Party Up
"Honestly honey, I think you should wear something more formal, it's a crew gathering, people usually 'dress up' for occasions like this, it's all we have," Kathryn said, when she looked up to find her thirteen year old daughter standing in front of her wearing jeans and a sweater.
Shannon looked down at her outfit; it was a sweater her grandmother had made for her a couple of Christmases back. It was maroon and bore her initials in bold gold letters.
"I guess," she said, releasing her hair from her firm ponytail, "This is an occasion to let down my hair."
Kathryn laughed, "It is. Now hurry and get dressed, what about that nice new black dress with the roses on it."
Shannon shot her mother a blank look, "Uh, the one you got me two days ago, this occasion's not that a big deal is it?"
"More than you know," smiled Kathryn, "Hurry, hurry," she said, getting up from the chair she was sitting on to usher her daughter out of the room, before heading to get ready herself.
A few minutes later, the chime sounded and Shannon, auburn hair brushed neatly, with only a clip engraved with roses to hold back the strands which had the habit of falling into her face, rushed up form where she was buckling her boots to get the door.
"Chakotay," she cried gleefully, "I didn't know you were coming." She stood back to allow him passage into the room, "Mum's still getting ready."
"Ah, I see I will be escorting a very pretty young lady today," complimented Chakotay.
Shannon laughed, "Thank you."
"Make that two very beautiful ladies," said Chakotay eyeing the woman who had just walked out of the back room.
Kathryn stood before him wearing a red dress, her hair was pulled into an elegant do on her head and she wore matching sandals.
"I feel like a red queen," she laughed as Chakotay kissed her, she broke the kiss to point an accusing finger at Shannon, "You stole my hairclip, you little thief."
Shannon gestured to Chakotay, "You can't have it all, you know."
Kathryn smiled, "What are we waiting for, let's go party."
Shannon rolled her eyes at her mother's enthusiasm, as a child, she had followed her mother to many a Starfleet function, because of the unavailability of a babysitter and her grandmother's house being to far away and she had come to realise that she hated such functions. Little did she realise, parties on Voyager weren't always like that.
Shannon walked behind her mother and Chakotay careful to give them the privacy she thought they needed, she passed two female crewmembers who, didn't bother to stop talking as her mother walked past. Kathryn was to busy listening to Chakotay and marvelling at how handsome he looked in his black suit and tie.
"The Captain has really changed since her daughter has come on board."
"Yes, she never used to be so loose and fancy free."
Shannon snorted at the term. 'Loose and fancy free'. The ensign and crewman shot her a look, she stared back. It was after all her mother they were talking about. The ensign shook her head and said something about Shannon, but they were out of hearing range. Shannon sighed. Somehow, she got the feeling that a few of the crew didn't like her as much as the others did. She wondered why and it made her feel a little bad, who after all would like, not being liked by someone, but she shrugged it off, one couldn't afford to be liked by everyone. There were people in Starfleet who didn't like her mother and her mother was a good person.
Her parents... no, her mother and Chakotay, she corrected herself paused to let her go through the doors of the Holodeck first.
"Surprise!" boomed a chorus of people as one.
Shannon looked up stunned. WELCOME ABOARD SHANNON! The banner above the buffet table read. She grinned from ear to ear, a surprise party... for her!
"Oh!" she gasped as she looked around the room, people were standing facing her with huge grins on her face. She turned back to look at her mother and Chakotay who were looking extremely pleased with themselves, "Uh," she stuttered, "Um, thank you very much," was all she could manage. How did one act in situations like these? In lessons with her mother, she was taught how to deal with hostile aliens, weird cultures and how to make speeches at formal functions, but she had never been taught how to react to a surprise party.
She didn't have to worry anymore. Tom and B'Elanna stepped out of the crowd and pulled her forward, "Food?" asked Tom, holding out a paper plate. Shannon nodded, "Cordial?" offered B'Elanna holding out a paper cup.
They watched as she chewed her good carefully, "Isn't anyone else going to eat?" she asked feeling more than a little odd.
Soon, everyone was mingling and talking as usual and Shannon forgot to feel uncomfortable, "Who arranged this?" she whispered to Neelix.
"It was your mother's idea, but everyone soon joined it. Here, try some of my Warp Jelly."
Shannon laughed at the name, but soon realised that it was a fitting one, when she went back for more, they were all gone... at warp speed, Neelix joked when he noted her shocked look.
She stood back for a moment to watch the crowd, suddenly feeling older than her age. People mingled, but she realised that there were groups of people who rarely broke up, sort of like in school where the cheerleaders sat at a table, the Parises Squares team sat at another and so on. The senior staff seemed to be a clique. The only two there who were out of place was Jenny, one of the Delaine sisters and Mike Ayala.
The engineering team sat together and even people from different departments talked as if they had known each other for a long time.
Shannon smiled as her eyes met another's across the room. The eyes made towards her, "You're Shannon Janeway, aren't you? The Captain's niece."
Shannon looked at the girl. Hadn't she heard the ship wide announcement her mother had made when Shannon first came on board. She was the Captain's daughter, not her niece. The girl's comment brought out the thought she always kept hidden at the back of her head. What if her mother hadn't been as nice as she was and let Aunt Phoebe give her up for adoption? Why did Kathryn treat her like her own? Would it be different if she was Kathryn's real daughter? Oh how she wished she was! She had never been able to get along with Aunt Phoebe. Oh, she called her Aunt, but that was only in her head. At family gatherings, she had tried to keep away from her 'aunt', but when circumstances forced them to speak to each other, she usually replied with a 'yes' or a 'no' she avoided calling Phoebe by any term. What did one called her biological mother who didn't love her own child? Mother? No, Kathryn was her mother. Aunt Phoebe, how could she call her biological mother, aunt? It confused her.
"I'm Renee Thomas," said this girl. "I'm eighteen years old. I came on board as an observer; like Tom Paris. I was doing a paper for the Starfleet exam, on tactics to catch the enemy. Your aunt," That word again, "Read the paper when we got stuck here and decided it was good. Now I'm Ensign Thomas," she girl beamed.
Other than her allusion that Kathryn was her aunt, Shannon decided she liked her.
"I hope you and I can be friends. I mean, I'm on duty most of the time. I get stuck doing extra shifts seeing as I'm the youngest, but other than that we can spend time doing fun stuff together."
Shannon nodded, "I'd like that." They spent the rest of the evening getting to know each other, "Come around whenever you want," said Shannon, as Renee decided it was time for her to hit the sack for her shift tomorrow."
"Alright," smiled Renee leaving.
Shannon wandered to her mother's table and sat down next to B'Elanna who had moved over to make space for her.
"Do you know a Renee Thomas?" she asked B'Elanna. Renee had said that she worked in engineering, so B'Elanna must know her.
"No, why?"
"Oh, just some girl I met." Then again, she couldn't expect B'Elanna to know everyone, who worked under her, could she?
Shannon listened as the grown ups talked, occasionally wanting to butt in, but deciding against it. Another one of the many things she had learnt through experiences, that it was sometimes better to keep your mouth shut around adults.
She yawned as she trailed behind her mother and Chakotay who were walking hand in hand down the empty corridor. Every time a crewmember passed, they would release hands before joining them together again.
The next time they released she decided to butt in, "I just want to thank you guys for the wonderful party," she said stepping between them.
"Mmmm," said Kathryn, her arm slipping around Shannon's shoulder, "Anything for my goldenbird, but Chakotay had a huge hand in it too and your Mr. Paris as well."
"Thank you," she said to Chakotay.
Chakotay flashed her his dimples, "Anything for Janeway Junior."
Shannon laughed at the term, but it only brought back memories of the dinner and Renee reminding her that she wasn't her mother's daughter. She was! Another part of her harshly replied, she was!
"Good night," she called as she entered her room.
"Good night, honey," said Kathryn giving Shannon a kiss.
"Good night Shannon," smiled Chakotay. Shannon kissed him on the cheek before retiring.
"You raised her well, Kathryn."
"I did didn't I," sighed Kathryn, getting two cups of coffee before leaning against Chakotay's massive frame, her legs stretched out before her, "I think tonight was a success. I saw Shannon talking to a young ensign from engineering, I forget her name."
"Yes, but Kathryn as much as you wanted her to know the rest of the crew, I think she'll always be closest to the senior staff."
"I agree," sighed Kathryn, "I think she's happy here. She has a family people who love her. And I'm about to complete the family of my dreams," she sighed closing her eyes for the first time that day.
"Captain, I really think you should take a moment to tell me what colour scheme you would like the dining hall to be. I don't want you to spend your wedding complaining about green and beige."
"Really Neelix, you have nothing to worry about, the wedding is still two months away."
"Captain, I concur with Mr. Neelix," said Tuvok from his place at the meeting table. "It is not judicious to put off plans such as these, especially when we could be faced with danger at any time. You may not have time to finish your plans."
"Yeah Captain," chimed in Harry, eager not to be left out.
"Well Chakotay, how do you feel about green and beige?" said Kathryn her crews good mood, obviously due to the party the night before was extremely contagious.
"It's fine with me, if it's fine with you."
"Honestly captain? Green and beige," said B'Elanna, "I'm not sure... You are having the actually ceremony outdoors aren't you, won't there be enough green there, when you come in to the hall for the reception, shouldn't it be something other than green?"
"B'Elanna has a point Kathryn," sounded Chakotay.
"How about gold and silver?" suggested Tom.
"I like beige," said Kathryn, only later deciding she sounded childish.
"Beige and maroon," suggested Neelix.
"Maroon is the command colour," said Chakotay.
"The colours do not compliment each other," stated Seven from her corner of the room.
"You do know that we're supposed to be discussing the ships official business," reminded Kathryn from the head of the table. She didn't really mind, but she thought it was her duty as Captain to say it anyway.
"Aw Captain, we're all in such a good mood."
Kathryn laughed, "Just this once," she said, shooting a look at Chakotay.
He shrugged, "You have no choice Captain, you're outnumbered."
"Alright, what about pink and blue?"
"Kathryn, we're not having a baby shower... yet" said Chakotay, causing the table to break out in roars.
"I still think you should go with silver and gold."
"Don't you think that's a little too grand?" asked Kathryn, but before anyone could comment, "Captain, we're receiving a message, it's from Starfleet command."
Kathryn shot Chakotay her usual, 'What's going on look,' before heading out to the bridge, the rest of the crew and Chakotay behind her.
"Let's hear it," she called.
"Captain Janeway," she heard a familiar voice. She looked at Tom, judging by his face, he knew who it was too. "Set your frequency to the same as ours and we should get visual as well."
Kathryn nodded to Harry who was at the opps stations. Seconds later the screen cleared up and she was looking at her mentor.
"Kathryn," said Owen, "We're sending this message through a micro wormhole. We've been waiting for months for you to reach this area of space."
Kathryn could feel her heart thumping loudly. She looked at Chakotay behind her, his shoulder brushing hers. She was so stunned; it took her a moment to reply. She drew strength from Chakotay's touch.
"Admiral, it's good to see you again."
"And you Captain, and the rest of the crew." As he said that, he looked at Tom.
Tom stared, if not glared back.
"I believe your daughter is with you, Captain."
Kathryn nodded.
"She has a lot of explaining to do when you get back, but I'm glad she's safe."
Kathryn nodded again.
"We will only be able to establish communication for three days before the star we are drawing power from goes supernova. In that time we will be sending you letters from home and we expect to receive full crew evaluation reports. Also, we will allow each of your crew members certain amounts of time to converse with their loved ones, starting with yourself Captain Janeway."
"Excuse me sir, I would prefer it if my crew went first. My mother will understand."
"I'm sorry Kathryn, I promised your mother."
"But it's not fair."
"It is. You will also be constricted to the time limit."
"Yes sir."
"We expect your reports at oh-three-hundred hours tomorrow. Paris out."
Kathryn sighed, "I'd better get started on those reports" she said curtly to the room, "Chakotay, I'll be in my ready room." She said.
"Tuvok, you have the bridge," he called, starting after her, something was wrong. Something was very wrong with her. Would she still continue with the wedding now Starfleet was in touch? Would almighty Federation Principles get in their way again? He sighed and prayed slightly to his gods, whatever the problem, please let his relationship with Kathryn not be it.
Author's Note: grins sheepishly I know I promised more J/C... but, I am getting there.... Don't worry........... Oh yeah, please review... makes me so happy to ready ur reviews.... Yeah yeah, even flames.........
HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY KAYLN WEBB!!!!! ..... HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT DAY!!!!
Party Up
"Honestly honey, I think you should wear something more formal, it's a crew gathering, people usually 'dress up' for occasions like this, it's all we have," Kathryn said, when she looked up to find her thirteen year old daughter standing in front of her wearing jeans and a sweater.
Shannon looked down at her outfit; it was a sweater her grandmother had made for her a couple of Christmases back. It was maroon and bore her initials in bold gold letters.
"I guess," she said, releasing her hair from her firm ponytail, "This is an occasion to let down my hair."
Kathryn laughed, "It is. Now hurry and get dressed, what about that nice new black dress with the roses on it."
Shannon shot her mother a blank look, "Uh, the one you got me two days ago, this occasion's not that a big deal is it?"
"More than you know," smiled Kathryn, "Hurry, hurry," she said, getting up from the chair she was sitting on to usher her daughter out of the room, before heading to get ready herself.
A few minutes later, the chime sounded and Shannon, auburn hair brushed neatly, with only a clip engraved with roses to hold back the strands which had the habit of falling into her face, rushed up form where she was buckling her boots to get the door.
"Chakotay," she cried gleefully, "I didn't know you were coming." She stood back to allow him passage into the room, "Mum's still getting ready."
"Ah, I see I will be escorting a very pretty young lady today," complimented Chakotay.
Shannon laughed, "Thank you."
"Make that two very beautiful ladies," said Chakotay eyeing the woman who had just walked out of the back room.
Kathryn stood before him wearing a red dress, her hair was pulled into an elegant do on her head and she wore matching sandals.
"I feel like a red queen," she laughed as Chakotay kissed her, she broke the kiss to point an accusing finger at Shannon, "You stole my hairclip, you little thief."
Shannon gestured to Chakotay, "You can't have it all, you know."
Kathryn smiled, "What are we waiting for, let's go party."
Shannon rolled her eyes at her mother's enthusiasm, as a child, she had followed her mother to many a Starfleet function, because of the unavailability of a babysitter and her grandmother's house being to far away and she had come to realise that she hated such functions. Little did she realise, parties on Voyager weren't always like that.
Shannon walked behind her mother and Chakotay careful to give them the privacy she thought they needed, she passed two female crewmembers who, didn't bother to stop talking as her mother walked past. Kathryn was to busy listening to Chakotay and marvelling at how handsome he looked in his black suit and tie.
"The Captain has really changed since her daughter has come on board."
"Yes, she never used to be so loose and fancy free."
Shannon snorted at the term. 'Loose and fancy free'. The ensign and crewman shot her a look, she stared back. It was after all her mother they were talking about. The ensign shook her head and said something about Shannon, but they were out of hearing range. Shannon sighed. Somehow, she got the feeling that a few of the crew didn't like her as much as the others did. She wondered why and it made her feel a little bad, who after all would like, not being liked by someone, but she shrugged it off, one couldn't afford to be liked by everyone. There were people in Starfleet who didn't like her mother and her mother was a good person.
Her parents... no, her mother and Chakotay, she corrected herself paused to let her go through the doors of the Holodeck first.
"Surprise!" boomed a chorus of people as one.
Shannon looked up stunned. WELCOME ABOARD SHANNON! The banner above the buffet table read. She grinned from ear to ear, a surprise party... for her!
"Oh!" she gasped as she looked around the room, people were standing facing her with huge grins on her face. She turned back to look at her mother and Chakotay who were looking extremely pleased with themselves, "Uh," she stuttered, "Um, thank you very much," was all she could manage. How did one act in situations like these? In lessons with her mother, she was taught how to deal with hostile aliens, weird cultures and how to make speeches at formal functions, but she had never been taught how to react to a surprise party.
She didn't have to worry anymore. Tom and B'Elanna stepped out of the crowd and pulled her forward, "Food?" asked Tom, holding out a paper plate. Shannon nodded, "Cordial?" offered B'Elanna holding out a paper cup.
They watched as she chewed her good carefully, "Isn't anyone else going to eat?" she asked feeling more than a little odd.
Soon, everyone was mingling and talking as usual and Shannon forgot to feel uncomfortable, "Who arranged this?" she whispered to Neelix.
"It was your mother's idea, but everyone soon joined it. Here, try some of my Warp Jelly."
Shannon laughed at the name, but soon realised that it was a fitting one, when she went back for more, they were all gone... at warp speed, Neelix joked when he noted her shocked look.
She stood back for a moment to watch the crowd, suddenly feeling older than her age. People mingled, but she realised that there were groups of people who rarely broke up, sort of like in school where the cheerleaders sat at a table, the Parises Squares team sat at another and so on. The senior staff seemed to be a clique. The only two there who were out of place was Jenny, one of the Delaine sisters and Mike Ayala.
The engineering team sat together and even people from different departments talked as if they had known each other for a long time.
Shannon smiled as her eyes met another's across the room. The eyes made towards her, "You're Shannon Janeway, aren't you? The Captain's niece."
Shannon looked at the girl. Hadn't she heard the ship wide announcement her mother had made when Shannon first came on board. She was the Captain's daughter, not her niece. The girl's comment brought out the thought she always kept hidden at the back of her head. What if her mother hadn't been as nice as she was and let Aunt Phoebe give her up for adoption? Why did Kathryn treat her like her own? Would it be different if she was Kathryn's real daughter? Oh how she wished she was! She had never been able to get along with Aunt Phoebe. Oh, she called her Aunt, but that was only in her head. At family gatherings, she had tried to keep away from her 'aunt', but when circumstances forced them to speak to each other, she usually replied with a 'yes' or a 'no' she avoided calling Phoebe by any term. What did one called her biological mother who didn't love her own child? Mother? No, Kathryn was her mother. Aunt Phoebe, how could she call her biological mother, aunt? It confused her.
"I'm Renee Thomas," said this girl. "I'm eighteen years old. I came on board as an observer; like Tom Paris. I was doing a paper for the Starfleet exam, on tactics to catch the enemy. Your aunt," That word again, "Read the paper when we got stuck here and decided it was good. Now I'm Ensign Thomas," she girl beamed.
Other than her allusion that Kathryn was her aunt, Shannon decided she liked her.
"I hope you and I can be friends. I mean, I'm on duty most of the time. I get stuck doing extra shifts seeing as I'm the youngest, but other than that we can spend time doing fun stuff together."
Shannon nodded, "I'd like that." They spent the rest of the evening getting to know each other, "Come around whenever you want," said Shannon, as Renee decided it was time for her to hit the sack for her shift tomorrow."
"Alright," smiled Renee leaving.
Shannon wandered to her mother's table and sat down next to B'Elanna who had moved over to make space for her.
"Do you know a Renee Thomas?" she asked B'Elanna. Renee had said that she worked in engineering, so B'Elanna must know her.
"No, why?"
"Oh, just some girl I met." Then again, she couldn't expect B'Elanna to know everyone, who worked under her, could she?
Shannon listened as the grown ups talked, occasionally wanting to butt in, but deciding against it. Another one of the many things she had learnt through experiences, that it was sometimes better to keep your mouth shut around adults.
She yawned as she trailed behind her mother and Chakotay who were walking hand in hand down the empty corridor. Every time a crewmember passed, they would release hands before joining them together again.
The next time they released she decided to butt in, "I just want to thank you guys for the wonderful party," she said stepping between them.
"Mmmm," said Kathryn, her arm slipping around Shannon's shoulder, "Anything for my goldenbird, but Chakotay had a huge hand in it too and your Mr. Paris as well."
"Thank you," she said to Chakotay.
Chakotay flashed her his dimples, "Anything for Janeway Junior."
Shannon laughed at the term, but it only brought back memories of the dinner and Renee reminding her that she wasn't her mother's daughter. She was! Another part of her harshly replied, she was!
"Good night," she called as she entered her room.
"Good night, honey," said Kathryn giving Shannon a kiss.
"Good night Shannon," smiled Chakotay. Shannon kissed him on the cheek before retiring.
"You raised her well, Kathryn."
"I did didn't I," sighed Kathryn, getting two cups of coffee before leaning against Chakotay's massive frame, her legs stretched out before her, "I think tonight was a success. I saw Shannon talking to a young ensign from engineering, I forget her name."
"Yes, but Kathryn as much as you wanted her to know the rest of the crew, I think she'll always be closest to the senior staff."
"I agree," sighed Kathryn, "I think she's happy here. She has a family people who love her. And I'm about to complete the family of my dreams," she sighed closing her eyes for the first time that day.
"Captain, I really think you should take a moment to tell me what colour scheme you would like the dining hall to be. I don't want you to spend your wedding complaining about green and beige."
"Really Neelix, you have nothing to worry about, the wedding is still two months away."
"Captain, I concur with Mr. Neelix," said Tuvok from his place at the meeting table. "It is not judicious to put off plans such as these, especially when we could be faced with danger at any time. You may not have time to finish your plans."
"Yeah Captain," chimed in Harry, eager not to be left out.
"Well Chakotay, how do you feel about green and beige?" said Kathryn her crews good mood, obviously due to the party the night before was extremely contagious.
"It's fine with me, if it's fine with you."
"Honestly captain? Green and beige," said B'Elanna, "I'm not sure... You are having the actually ceremony outdoors aren't you, won't there be enough green there, when you come in to the hall for the reception, shouldn't it be something other than green?"
"B'Elanna has a point Kathryn," sounded Chakotay.
"How about gold and silver?" suggested Tom.
"I like beige," said Kathryn, only later deciding she sounded childish.
"Beige and maroon," suggested Neelix.
"Maroon is the command colour," said Chakotay.
"The colours do not compliment each other," stated Seven from her corner of the room.
"You do know that we're supposed to be discussing the ships official business," reminded Kathryn from the head of the table. She didn't really mind, but she thought it was her duty as Captain to say it anyway.
"Aw Captain, we're all in such a good mood."
Kathryn laughed, "Just this once," she said, shooting a look at Chakotay.
He shrugged, "You have no choice Captain, you're outnumbered."
"Alright, what about pink and blue?"
"Kathryn, we're not having a baby shower... yet" said Chakotay, causing the table to break out in roars.
"I still think you should go with silver and gold."
"Don't you think that's a little too grand?" asked Kathryn, but before anyone could comment, "Captain, we're receiving a message, it's from Starfleet command."
Kathryn shot Chakotay her usual, 'What's going on look,' before heading out to the bridge, the rest of the crew and Chakotay behind her.
"Let's hear it," she called.
"Captain Janeway," she heard a familiar voice. She looked at Tom, judging by his face, he knew who it was too. "Set your frequency to the same as ours and we should get visual as well."
Kathryn nodded to Harry who was at the opps stations. Seconds later the screen cleared up and she was looking at her mentor.
"Kathryn," said Owen, "We're sending this message through a micro wormhole. We've been waiting for months for you to reach this area of space."
Kathryn could feel her heart thumping loudly. She looked at Chakotay behind her, his shoulder brushing hers. She was so stunned; it took her a moment to reply. She drew strength from Chakotay's touch.
"Admiral, it's good to see you again."
"And you Captain, and the rest of the crew." As he said that, he looked at Tom.
Tom stared, if not glared back.
"I believe your daughter is with you, Captain."
Kathryn nodded.
"She has a lot of explaining to do when you get back, but I'm glad she's safe."
Kathryn nodded again.
"We will only be able to establish communication for three days before the star we are drawing power from goes supernova. In that time we will be sending you letters from home and we expect to receive full crew evaluation reports. Also, we will allow each of your crew members certain amounts of time to converse with their loved ones, starting with yourself Captain Janeway."
"Excuse me sir, I would prefer it if my crew went first. My mother will understand."
"I'm sorry Kathryn, I promised your mother."
"But it's not fair."
"It is. You will also be constricted to the time limit."
"Yes sir."
"We expect your reports at oh-three-hundred hours tomorrow. Paris out."
Kathryn sighed, "I'd better get started on those reports" she said curtly to the room, "Chakotay, I'll be in my ready room." She said.
"Tuvok, you have the bridge," he called, starting after her, something was wrong. Something was very wrong with her. Would she still continue with the wedding now Starfleet was in touch? Would almighty Federation Principles get in their way again? He sighed and prayed slightly to his gods, whatever the problem, please let his relationship with Kathryn not be it.
Author's Note: grins sheepishly I know I promised more J/C... but, I am getting there.... Don't worry........... Oh yeah, please review... makes me so happy to ready ur reviews.... Yeah yeah, even flames.........
