Memories
Ch.6
Disclaimer: sigh. . . do I still have to do these?. . . fine. . . I own nothing hear me! nothing!. . . but just wait. gahahhahahahahaha. . .woooo! evil side peeking thorough there. . . hehe pardon me!
The turbolift hummed gently as it rose, the soft sound echoing through the silent chamber. Chakotay shifted his weight uneasily and made a small cough at the back of his throat. Kathryn turned her head to scrutinize him, but said nothing. "It never takes the turbolift this long." Chakotay thought to himself. He could still feel Kathryn's eyes boring holes into the side of his head, as if all evidence of her identity would leak through them. Chakotay glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and saw her snap her head back quickly the opposite way. A moment later, a soft curse was heard as the wound throbbed in response. Chakotay felt the faintest of smiles tug at his lips. The turbolift's hum ended and the doors slid open. Neither one of them moved until Chakotay made a wide, sweeping gesture with his arm to indicate "after you." Kathryn exited, quickly followed by Chakotay. "So. . . where exactly are we going?" Kathryn asked, breaking the tense silence between them. Chakotay continued walking. "We're going to my quarters. I have something you need to see." Kathryn's face did not change, but Chakotay could tell that she seemed a bit more at ease than she previously had.
Chakotay and Kathryn stood in his quarters a moment later. Chakotay crossed the room and stopped in front of a large chest of drawers. Opening one, he began sifting through the contents until he found what he was looking for. Kathryn craned her neck, her curiosity overwhelming any thoughts of caution. Finally Chakotay returned, satisfied with his hoard of "proof". He sat on the edge of his bed and began to arrange the items into small groups. Kathryn stepped forward and picked up a small piece of wood. Its edges were smooth except for one place where it had split from its original structure. Chakotay glanced up to see what had drawn her eye and smiled. "New Earth." He said. Kathryn's eyebrows knitted in confusion. "What?" Chakotay sighed as the settled himself into a more comfortable position on the bed. "New Earth. It was the name of the planet we were stranded on four months ago. We had contracted a virus and couldn't leave the surface. That wood is from the bathtub I made you. You said baths were your favorite way to-" Kathryn cut him off. "Relax." She finished. Chakotay's eyes lit up. "Yes. That's right." He exclaimed. Kathryn settled herself at Chakotay's feet and replaced the wood for a small metal frame. Nestled inside was a 20th century style photograph of a collective group of people, each in the same type of uniform. "What's this?" Kathryn inquired. "Oh that. That's the crew photo we took after we'd been out here for a year." Kathryn studied the photo and the image of the crew, her crew smiled back.
Kathryn set the photo down gently and picked up the final item. It was a small slip of paper that crinkled in her hands as she opened it. She glanced up at Chakotay, who now visibly refused to meet her eyes. When the paper was fully displayed, Kathryn saw that it had a poem written on it. Thinking of you keeps me awake.
Dreaming of you keeps me asleep.
Being with you keeps me alive.
Kathryn stared at the crinkled sheet of paper long after she had finished reading the words written there. Images flew through her head at warp speed. A tall man with smiling eyes bending to pick up his little Goldenbird and fly her around the room. Standing alone of the endless stretch of ice watching her lover and her father sink beneath it . . . seeing the smiling face of Mark and a tongue-lolling Irish Setter rolling on the grass . . .looking up to see Chakotay's calm face looking serenely over New Earth. Kathryn looked up to Chakotay slowly. "We are friends." She said slowly. Chakotay stared at her. "Yes." He said heavily. "We are." A deep part of Chakotay's being begged him to yell that they were more than friends, but he said nothing. Kathryn returned his gaze and realization made her eyes widen. Chakotay looked around nervously, unsure of what to do next, but felt a cool hand on his cheek, turning his head to face her. Chakotay leaned forward slowly and the distance between them began to close. Their lips were an inch apart when the overhead comm. Sounded. "Commander" the Doctor said over the link. "Tuvok is awake."
Sorry to do that to you!!! I hope everyone had a pleasant Christmas. I did. . . got lots of good ideas from Santa . . . lol. . . so I will try to finish this story this week and I will update everyday if I can. Only a couple more chapters to go! Okay the love poem came from a site called www.lovepoemsandquotes.com and was written by - Robyn Jorgensen because I was feeling too lazy to come up with something on my own. I have a friend signing on soon, so I hope you will read her too! I'll get her name once she gets one! Okay bye! -T
Disclaimer: sigh. . . do I still have to do these?. . . fine. . . I own nothing hear me! nothing!. . . but just wait. gahahhahahahahaha. . .woooo! evil side peeking thorough there. . . hehe pardon me!
The turbolift hummed gently as it rose, the soft sound echoing through the silent chamber. Chakotay shifted his weight uneasily and made a small cough at the back of his throat. Kathryn turned her head to scrutinize him, but said nothing. "It never takes the turbolift this long." Chakotay thought to himself. He could still feel Kathryn's eyes boring holes into the side of his head, as if all evidence of her identity would leak through them. Chakotay glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and saw her snap her head back quickly the opposite way. A moment later, a soft curse was heard as the wound throbbed in response. Chakotay felt the faintest of smiles tug at his lips. The turbolift's hum ended and the doors slid open. Neither one of them moved until Chakotay made a wide, sweeping gesture with his arm to indicate "after you." Kathryn exited, quickly followed by Chakotay. "So. . . where exactly are we going?" Kathryn asked, breaking the tense silence between them. Chakotay continued walking. "We're going to my quarters. I have something you need to see." Kathryn's face did not change, but Chakotay could tell that she seemed a bit more at ease than she previously had.
Chakotay and Kathryn stood in his quarters a moment later. Chakotay crossed the room and stopped in front of a large chest of drawers. Opening one, he began sifting through the contents until he found what he was looking for. Kathryn craned her neck, her curiosity overwhelming any thoughts of caution. Finally Chakotay returned, satisfied with his hoard of "proof". He sat on the edge of his bed and began to arrange the items into small groups. Kathryn stepped forward and picked up a small piece of wood. Its edges were smooth except for one place where it had split from its original structure. Chakotay glanced up to see what had drawn her eye and smiled. "New Earth." He said. Kathryn's eyebrows knitted in confusion. "What?" Chakotay sighed as the settled himself into a more comfortable position on the bed. "New Earth. It was the name of the planet we were stranded on four months ago. We had contracted a virus and couldn't leave the surface. That wood is from the bathtub I made you. You said baths were your favorite way to-" Kathryn cut him off. "Relax." She finished. Chakotay's eyes lit up. "Yes. That's right." He exclaimed. Kathryn settled herself at Chakotay's feet and replaced the wood for a small metal frame. Nestled inside was a 20th century style photograph of a collective group of people, each in the same type of uniform. "What's this?" Kathryn inquired. "Oh that. That's the crew photo we took after we'd been out here for a year." Kathryn studied the photo and the image of the crew, her crew smiled back.
Kathryn set the photo down gently and picked up the final item. It was a small slip of paper that crinkled in her hands as she opened it. She glanced up at Chakotay, who now visibly refused to meet her eyes. When the paper was fully displayed, Kathryn saw that it had a poem written on it. Thinking of you keeps me awake.
Dreaming of you keeps me asleep.
Being with you keeps me alive.
Kathryn stared at the crinkled sheet of paper long after she had finished reading the words written there. Images flew through her head at warp speed. A tall man with smiling eyes bending to pick up his little Goldenbird and fly her around the room. Standing alone of the endless stretch of ice watching her lover and her father sink beneath it . . . seeing the smiling face of Mark and a tongue-lolling Irish Setter rolling on the grass . . .looking up to see Chakotay's calm face looking serenely over New Earth. Kathryn looked up to Chakotay slowly. "We are friends." She said slowly. Chakotay stared at her. "Yes." He said heavily. "We are." A deep part of Chakotay's being begged him to yell that they were more than friends, but he said nothing. Kathryn returned his gaze and realization made her eyes widen. Chakotay looked around nervously, unsure of what to do next, but felt a cool hand on his cheek, turning his head to face her. Chakotay leaned forward slowly and the distance between them began to close. Their lips were an inch apart when the overhead comm. Sounded. "Commander" the Doctor said over the link. "Tuvok is awake."
Sorry to do that to you!!! I hope everyone had a pleasant Christmas. I did. . . got lots of good ideas from Santa . . . lol. . . so I will try to finish this story this week and I will update everyday if I can. Only a couple more chapters to go! Okay the love poem came from a site called www.lovepoemsandquotes.com and was written by - Robyn Jorgensen because I was feeling too lazy to come up with something on my own. I have a friend signing on soon, so I hope you will read her too! I'll get her name once she gets one! Okay bye! -T