Title: Genetic Side Effects
Author: Lt.Kara.Thrace
Rating: M
Pairing: established J/C
Genre: Drama/Romance
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Summary: Are the Corains all that they seem to be or is there something more sinister at work? A bizarre affliction causes members of Voyager's crew to reverse age, what is the cause and what does it have to do with their visit to Corai? Established J/C.
Author's Note: I apologize for any errors I have and/or will make when discussing the technology of Star Trek; it is not my specialty nor is it the focus of this story. Chapters will be individually rated.
Chapter 1Kathryn, Chakotay, Tuvok, B'lenna and general Jarick were seated around a table in the mess hall, which was temporarily closed down in light of the general's visit. The latter was speaking, "You must understand that I am not authorized to make decisions on behalf of the Corain government. What I can do, however, is provide trained engineers and limited supplies to assist with your repairs," he glanced at B'lenna who had been introduced as the chief engineer, the back to Kathryn, "I would send the best and they would follow your chief engineer's orders to the letter."
"We do have extensive repairs to make captain, experienced engineers would help speed up the process by a significant amount," B'lenna pointed out.
"That sounds good, thank you general," Kathryn agreed.
"I am also prepared to present our case personally to my government as soon as we arrive. I am certain that they will be willing to negotiate with you," the general added.
"I'm sure that if your government is anything like you it will work out."
He smiled broadly, "I was wondering if I could arrange a tour of your ship for myself and my first officer after repairs have been created, if you will permit it. I am very curious as to the differences between Voyager and my own ship, the Spitfire."
"That's no problem, I'll have my security officer arrange it."
"That's wonderful," he paused, "We are nearing my home world, I must return to my ship so that I can contact my government. In one hour a team of engineers will be ready to arrive."
"What is your opinion of general Jarick, Chakotay?" asked Kathryn. The candlelight flickered and cast shadows across their features, "he seems trustworthy."
"I agree, he appears sincere and I believe him to be trustworthy. He is very interested in us and seems only to want to help," Chakotay smiled, "I think that's enough talk about work, Jarick will still be around tomorrow, you know."
He leaned over and gently kissed her. It was unrushed, quite unlike earlier in her ready room. They didn't have to worry about being interrupted this time. Needing oxygen they slowly pulled apart.
Chakotay poured two glasses of wine and they headed into the bedroom, leaving the dished from dinner to be cleaned up at another time.
They lay back on the bed, sipping the wine. Kathryn after taking a final sip set her glass down and motioned for him to do the same. She climbed on top of him, grinding her hips against his. She leaned forward, resting her arms on his chest and traced the tattoo on his forehead with her finger and followed the same path with he tongue.
He slipped the straps of her black dress off her shoulders. Chakotay kissed her passionately, slipping his tongue into her mouth and undoing the clasp of her bra. Sitting up slightly and swirled his tongue around her hard nipple, eliciting a groan, "You're overdressed," she commented.
Removing his mouth from her breast, he helped her remove his shirt, which was somewhat difficult without changing position. She trailed open-mouthed kisses down his muscular chest. Reaching the waistband of his slacks, she slid them and his boxers down as he pulled off her remaining clothes. She positioned herself over him and lowered herself slowly onto him.
Within minutes their pace was erratic and they climaxed together. Chakotay withdrew from her and lay on his side. He brushed his lips against her forehead and they both drifted off to sleep.
In the morning when Kathryn opened her eyes Chakotay lay beside her in the same position with his head propped up on his hand and smiling lazily at her, "Good morning," he pressed his lips to hers.
Somewhere in the room a com-badge chirped, "Tuvok to Janeway"
She frantically searched everywhere, the com-badge was nowhere to be seen, "Give me a hand," she ordered Chakotay.
"Captain Janeway are you there?"
Reluctantly Chakotay got up off the bed and joined the search. He found the com-badge under some pants that almost had made it into the drawer, "Found it," he tossed it across the room to her.
"Janeway here."
"You requested I notify you when we entered into orbit around Corai."
"I'm on my way."
On the bridge…
"We're being hailed by the Spitfire."
"On screen,"
General Jarick appeared, "Captain, my government has agreed to meet with you. They want you to beam down to the coordinates that I am transmitting to you now. They ask that you not bring weapons. They will be expecting you in one hour. Confirm transmission of coordinates."
"Ensign?"
"Confirmed captain."
TBC
