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30x300 by -yannik-
DAY ONE
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Captain Janeway's voice was calm. Too calm if Tom could tell, almost as if she was struggling to hold her emotions at bay. But he wasn't sure he knew her anymore. Maybe she didn't really feel anything?
After she had finished, he turned around. There wasn't anything to add. Chomsky and Pierce wanted to grab his arms, and he jerked away, almost instinctively.
They let go.
As they marched down the corridor, he noticed B'Elanna. She was standing there with someone, but he didn't register who that was. He only saw her. Not that he looked. Oh, he wanted! He wanted to look at her, to grab her, to ask her to… think about him. Remember him. So melodramatic. But he wasn't going to see her for thirty days!
Thirty days…
He couldn't understand how it all happened.
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Chomsky and Pierce led him to the brig and stayed outside. As he stepped in, the force field shimmered. He turned to look at them. Chomsky left, Pierce stayed behind, to watch him.
For a long while they both stood – the prisoner inside the cell, the guard outside of it. They watched each other. Tom didn't really know either of the guys, not having a lot to do with security teams lately.
Things were different before, when he could not socialize with Voyager's crew. He was bumping into one or the other every now and then. But that was past. Now…
Where was he now? – In the brig again. The previous time was after he assaulted Chakotay. After he acted rebellious. Oh, the act suited him well – he felt rebellious!
Then…
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t.b.c.
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