30x300 by -yannik-
DAY FOUR
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Tom woke up early. It was still gamma shift, and Pierce was standing at the console. Yawning.
"Bored?" Tom asked her, and she rose her eyes. She almost answered, damn it! But she remembered her orders. Tom didn't realise just how much he missed another being's touch, another being's voice.
He waited anxiously for Neelix to come and bring him his leola root. At least they could have some non-nonessential talk. Maybe Neelix would give him some good news? Please Captain, don't let me go crazy of boredom here! Please!
Could she see him? There was a comm-link with a vid-recorder in the brig. That was part of the reason why guards and Neelix obeyed their orders so strictly. They never knew when they were observed. And what kind of punishment Captain Janeway could inflict this time. Hey, she was able to surprise them all!
Neelix brought the padd, but holodeck was not allowed. It's a punishment, not a shore-leave. Yeah!
A padd. A letter maybe? Who could he write to? B'Elanna? She'd never get it, Captain would see to that. Memory of B'Elanna – longing, missing her – was painful.
Capitan herself then? What a joke that would be! Would she like it? Maybe it would be tempting his luck…
Someone from outside…
Admiral?
Tom inhaled and exhaled deeply.
Admiral.
"Hey, Dad, I'm in jail again."
Evil grin. What would he say? Does it matter? It's different now, it's for something I believed in. Do you care? Do I care? Is the price worth it?
Sitting all alone in a brig, not talking to anyone, not hearing another human's voice, not being able to fly, to go out, to look at the stars.
It's not that bad.
Perhaps…
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t.b.c.