Disclaimer: I only wish Voyager was mine, but Paramount owns them and it is our duty to speculate what they don't see fit to reveal in the series, and are too lazy to make a movie. If only they would see it our way...

Banned From Coffee Chapter 7 - Confession

Another encounter with the Alomen-ar had left Voyager in a bad shape. B'Elanna was already rallying her Engineering repair crews and staff to bring the ship back to working order. No one would rest, even the pregnant Captain, until the ship was operating at 100 again.

Kathyrn Janeway found herself walking down the corridor towards the officer's quarters. She was thinking about Chakotay, thinking about the baby, thinking about the ship, the senior staff and the rest of the crew.

"Kathryn! Wait up, Kathryn!" A familiar voice pulled Janeway out of her reverie. Commander Chakotay, her first officer, her friend, her lover, and, most impotantly, the father of her child. Chakotay, her Chakotay.

"Kathryn..." after running after her, the Commander had to stop to catch his breath next to her. Damn, he thought, I really should use the excersise programs more often. "Kathryn, I have been looking for you for a long time, can you stop and talk for a minute?" By the time they had stopped, the pair were standing outside of the Captain's personal quarters, quarters they had secretly shared for a long time.

The Captain looked her First Officer in the eyes, then walked into her quarters, motioning for him to follow her. He did.

They walked over to the couch and sat down, and Kathryn turned to look at her lover. "Chakotay," she said to him, "I have something to ask you."

"So do I, Kathryn," he said. "You go first."

Chakotay watched as she took a deep breath, then slowly let it out again, and turned to face him full on. "Chakotay, I've been thinking. I think we should tell the crew both about us dating and the baby, and I think you should move in permanently to my quarters. We can turn yours into a nursery or playroom or something. What do you think about that?" She looked at him hopefully, trying to read his expression.

Chakotay looked relieved that she asked that question. "Kathryn, honestly, I was going to ask you something along the same lines." She looked at him again, worried about what he was about to ask.

Chakotay moved restlessly in his seat, fumbling for something in his pocket. "Kathryn, I want to wake up every morning next to you, your face being the first thing I see. I want to come back to our quarters after a long shift to see you and our child sitting playing in the floor here. Your face is the last one I want to see before I fall asleep at night. I want to wait on you hand and foot when you are sick or confined to bed rest when you are pregnant, and most importantly, Kathryn, I don't want to lose you and have someone to come home to after an away mission." She was amazed at the confession and was about to interrupt him. "Kathryn, don't say anything," he pulled a small box out of his pocket and opened it to reveal a small, plain engagement band. Kathryn gasped at the sight of it. "Captain Kathryn Elizabeth Janeway, wil you do me the honour of being my wife?" he finally asked her.

Kathryn looked up at the face of the man she had secretly loved for years. "Oh, Chakotay," she started. "I... I"

She was sudddenly interrupted by the unwelcome shudder of the ship. "Red Alert! Captain Janeway please report to the Bridge!"

Damn the bloody Alomen-ar. Damn them to hell.