When the transport was initiated notifications were sent to the command, ops, and security stations. Chakotay, Tuvok, and Kim simultaneously checked the computer's records to see who was transported. All three men received the information and looked at each other in unison.

"I'll be in sickbay," Chakotay said, standing up and moving towards the lift. "Lieutenant Tuvok, you have the bridge."

"Yes, Commander," Tuvok replied, quickly clearing the data from his station so the crew member taking his place would be unable to retrieve it.

Tuvok stopped briefly at Ensign Kim's station on his way to the command chair. In a low voice, meant only for the two of them, "Erase the transport from your console, it will remain logged in the sickbay logs only. I trust I do not need to remind you of the repercussions of discussing this with others who do not already have knowledge of the situation?"

"I need no reminder, sir," Harry replied.

"Very well, Ensign," Tuvok said as he made his way to the command chair.

Harry took note of who initiated the site-to-site transport before deleting the transport from his station logs. He wouldn't be breaking any rules by talking to Tom about it. After all, he was the one who transported Captain Janeway and B'Elanna out of the holodeck and to sickbay. After the bite B'Elanna had taken out of Tom yesterday, he was sure there was a good story.

Unfortunately, Crewman O'Donnell was in transporter room two and he saw the same notification come across the screen before Harry had deleted the record. O'Donnell did not have the bridge team's sense of discretion. He immediately informed Susan Nicoletti of what had just happened.

=/\=

As soon as they materialized the Doctor headed towards the Captain and Tom went to B'Elanna's bedside. Tom quickly looked over both women and was scared as hell. They didn't look liked they'd been having sex, they looked like they had been battling each other to the death. Both women had blood smeared across their bodies.

Tom was pulled out of his thoughts when he heard B'Elanna say, "My head hurts."

He looked down at her face just as her eyes closed and she became still. "B'Elanna!" he yelped in concern as he quickly ran a tricorder over her. "Doctor, I think she's lost consciousness."

The EMH had started cataloging the Captain's injuries as soon as he reached her bedside. "Internal injuries include a slight concussion, bruised sternum, left side labral tear, and a left leg meniscal tear. External injuries include a laceration and an open bite wound on the right cheek, open wounds caused by bites on the left side between neck and shoulder…" he stopped when he heard Tom's exclamation and moved to B'Elanna's side, tricorder already giving him the information he would need.

Tom went to get blankets for the two women as they were both naked. But, just then Nicoletti came in calling for the doctor. He rushed towards the door to sickbay in hopes of blocking the woman's view of the biobed. "Out!" he yelled at her. As he reached her, he started pushing her out the door.

It was too late, Nicoletti had seen the Captain and B'Elanna and was standing there in shock. 'What the hell is going on?' she wondered. Tom got her in the hallway and asked her what the problem was.

"I was looking for something for a headache, but it can wait," she said, "You should get back in there," she added before leaving.

Tom returned to sickbay and asked if B'Elanna was okay.

"Lieutenant Torres will be fine, Mister Paris. I have repaired the cranial damage."

Tom flicked his eyes towards that Captain, wondering how she'd managed to overpower B'Elanna enough to inflict that kind of injury. The captain was watching the Doctor treat his other patient with concern written on her features. Tom noticed Janeway's state of undress and once again went to retrieve blankets for the women.

The Doctor began cataloging the array of injuries B'Elanna had received. "External bruising to the neck congruent with strangulation, separation of the acromioclavicular joint, scratches to the right forearm congruent with a physical altercation with a humanoid—" The doctor stopped his examination of injuries when the doors to sickbay opened, again.

"Report," Commander Chakotay demanded as he entered and saw the captain and chief engineer lying on biobeds naked and covered with a significant amount of blood.

Chakotay quickly looked over B'Elanna's injures before his eyes landed on the Captain's naked form. He took in Janeway's injures more slowly, mentally cataloging every injury he saw.

"Commander, there is nothing to report." The EMH replied.

Chakotay looked at the Doctor as if he'd lost his mind. "Look at the two of them," he gestured towards both women with his hands. "How can there be nothing to report?"

"Commander this is not ship's business. As such, I am bound by doctor/patient confidentiality. As I said I have nothing to report."

During the Doctor and Commander's exchange, Tom had covered the Captain's body with a blanket. She nodded a thank you to the lieutenant before, holding the blanket to her chest, she sat up. "Commander, a word."

Chakotay moved to the side of the Captain's bed as Tom moved away and joined the Doctor at B'Elanna's side. Tom was still within ear-shot and listened to the conversation. He figured there was no way the Commander wasn't going to piss the Captain off. This was going to be one of those times where Chakotay's overprotectiveness of Kathryn or his jealousy—or both—trumped his common sense and his skills for self-preservation.

Chakotay quickly scanned what he could still see of Janeway's body. He noted several bite marks, the beginnings of several bruises, and the blood. With everything that had happened the day before, he had a clear picture of what he thought was going on. His anger rose in him, not just at the thought of Kathryn putting herself in danger but also, at the thought of her being intimate with someone besides him. "Kathryn, what were you thinking?" he asked without thought.

Kathryn's eyes shot dagger's at him, "What the Captain does with her personal time, is not the Commander's concern." Keep it professional, she thought. She didn't want to have a personal conversation with Chakotay in front of Paris.

"When two members of the crew show up in sickbay looking the way you do," Chakotay countered. "It becomes my business. Even if one of those people is the Captain."

"Lieutenant Torres had an unresolved problem, and she and I were solving it," she stated matter of factly.

"This is the result of the two of you resolving a problem?" With a look of incredulity on his face, he continued, "Kathryn, we could have found another way. There was no need for you to put yourself in such a situation."

"Chakotay, I did this the way I wanted." Janeway forestalled any other comments by continuing. "The issue should be resolved now. You and I are going to leave it at that.

"If the Commander feels it's necessary to officially document this incident as a possible assault and investigate it, that is his prerogative. The Captain has nothing more to say on the matter; it is a personal matter and has been resolved."

He opened his mouth to speak, but the look on the Captain's face stopped him in his tracks. "Am I understood, Commander?"

'Ouch,' thought Tom from across the room. Listening to Janeway shut down Chakotay's personal inquest by refusing to set aside the Captain had been painful, even for him. He could only imagine how it felt to Chakotay.

"Yes, Captain."

"Very well, then you're dismissed."

"Aye, Captain," he said as he turned around and quickly left. He understood what B'Elanna's problem had been, what he was having trouble with was the fact Janeway had helped her solve it.

Upon Chakotay's exit, the Doctor continued his examination of B'Elanna's injuries, "Left limb contains a broken radius and ulna, and an occult radial head fracture. Bite mark on the right wrist and an open wound consistent with a bite on the right palm."

The Doctor looked over to Janeway, "She must have been in some pain."

"She didn't say," was all Janeway said in return. 'I did all of that to her?' she thought. 'How had it gotten so out of control?'

The Doctor moved back to the captain's side and finished his exam. "External bruises on the neck, breasts, hips and inside thighs, along with an open wound on the inside right thigh consistent with a bite."

The Doctor looked down at his patient, "How are you feeling, Captain?"

"Sore and tired."

"Lieutenant Paris, why don't you work on cleaning up Lieutenant Torres, while I help the Captain."

With a nod to the Doctor, Tom set to work on B'Elanna. The Doctor helped the Captain off the biobed and to the sonic shower situated in a small alcove in the corner of sickbay. When she was finished he helped her back to the bed and started running a dermal regenerator over her wounds.

"Leave it," Kathryn said as he moved the instrument to her shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Captain?"

"Leave that one how it is," she said again. "Just clean it and bandage it."

Tom had to smile at Kathryn's insistence on the mark remaining. She might not be able to bear B'Elanna's mark on her cheek, but she could keep one that would be covered by her uniform.

When the doctor was finished with the Captain he handed her a sickbay gown to put on and moved to B'Elanna to knit the broken bones in her arm. Once her injuries were healed, the Doctor and Tom worked together to put a gown on her. "She'll come around on her own in a couple of hours."

The Doctor moved to his office to add the information to his patients' medical records. Kathryn called Tom over to her bedside.

"I'm sorry, Captain," he said earnestly. "I didn't realize what I was getting you into."

"Tom, it's fine. I'm fine," she placed a reassuring hand on his arm. "B'Elanna probably won't see it this way, but thank you for looking out for her. Anyway, I called you over to ask for your opinion."

"On what?"

"We both know how B'Elanna can be. How long should I give her before I demand she talk to me about this?"

"That's a tough one. Long enough to process it, but not so long she works herself into a frenzy about it. It's a fine line and I'm not sure where the line is."

"Either way, I suppose, I should expect an argument and a lot of self-flagellation on B'Elanna's part."

"Most likely."

=/\=

O'Donnell found Nicoletti in engineering. "What'd you find out about Torres and Janeway?"

"I'm not sure," she answered. "Did you hear all the talk about the Chief biting Paris yesterday on the planet? And the gossip about Vorik?"

"Yes, why?"

"Well, to me it looked like the two of them had beat the hell out of each other. And the Captain looked like she'd been bitten on the cheek."

"A fight? Like with fists? Torres and Captain Janeway? No way—" O'Donnell stopped mid-sentence. "Wait. Don't Klingons bite during sex?"

"From what I've heard, yes. Yes, they do," Nicoletti smiled. "And they were both naked when I got to sickbay. If that's what happened, it must have been some pretty intense, angry sex—they were both covered in blood. Crazy thing is, the Chief seemed to be worse off than the Captain. Whatever went on, it looked like Janeway bested Torres."

"Damn."

"I hope it was sex. Torres has been mooning after the Captain forever and she deserves to get the girl. I was beginning to think Torres was finally going to give in and settle for Paris."

=/\=

"Wildman to Kim"

"Kim here. Go ahead"

"Harry I need your help. I have scheduled holodeck time right now, but there's a security lockout on the doors, but according to the computer no one's inside."

"I'll be right there, Kim out." He immediately tapped his badge again. "Kim to Paris."

"Paris here."

"Hey Paris, we have a problem. B'Elanna put a security lock on the holodeck. It's still engaged. Samantha is looking to get in."

"Will you be able to get in or are we going to need Tuvok?"

"I think I can do it."

"I'll meet you down there. Don't start until I get there. Sam can't go in there. Paris out."

Paris quickly got dressed and pulled a duffel bag off the floor in his closet, dumping the contents onto his bed. He grabbed the bag and headed out the door.

When he got to the holodeck Sam and Harry were standing at the door. "Hey Sam," Tom beamed at her. "I'm really sorry about this. If you want, you can have my slot. It's tomorrow. I'm afraid this might take up most of your allotted time."

"Thanks, Tom. I really appreciate that."

"Not a problem, we'll talk to you later." As Samantha headed down the corridor, Tom turned to Harry. "Okay, buddy, get this door open, pronto."

It took Harry about 10 minutes to override B'Elanna's lockout. When they stepped inside Tom immediately called for the computer to seal the door again and asked for increased lighting.

"Why not just end the program?" Harry asked.

"Call it morbid curiosity."

"You transported the Captain and B'Elanna out of here. What happened?"

"I'm not at liberty to discuss it."

Tom chose to follow the flickering torch lights into the cave. With the increased light, it was easy to see. The pair quickly came across the majority of the women's clothing. Tom put his duffel bag on the floor and unzipped it. "Throw everything in here, I'll sort it out later."

Harry picked up a tank top that was ripped in half. Tom held up a bra that had been ripped apart. Harry looked at it in awe. "I'm guessing this is the Captain's." Tom quipped.

Harry grabbed a red-shouldered jacket and a tattered turtleneck with the telltale four pips. "These are the captain's for sure," he said as he stuffed them in the bag.

They finished putting all the clothing in the bag and continued further into the cave. By following the lit torches it didn't take Tom and Harry long to make it to the cavernous room with the stone dais. Harry moved into the room. "Holy shit! There's blood all over this thing," he said as he looked down at the stone dais in the center of the room.

Tom picked up the rest of the clothing from the floor while Harry continued to stare at the stone table. With everything stuffed into his duffel, Tom called for the computer to end the program. They were standing on the holodeck grid now.

Harry turned to Tom, "Let me see if I've got all the pieces. Yesterday Vorik transported down to that planet and locked us out of transporter controls. There was talk of Vorik going through some crazy Vulcan thing and B'Elanna had something to do with it, maybe even caught the weird Vulcan thing from him. Yesterday, B'Elanna bit you while down on the planet. Everybody is very hush-hush about all of it. Now today, B'Elanna was acting all weird while we had breakfast. The Captain and B'Elanna were in this holodeck together, naked and bloodied. They needed emergency transport to sickbay. And I heard someone saw the Captain in sickbay and they said it looked like she had been bitten on the face. Klingons tend to bite when they are claiming a mate."

He finished listing all the facts he was aware of, awe in his voice."Do I have it all?" Harry asked.

"I think so"

"So, Tom, exactly what kind of weird Vulcan-induced-Klingon-Human sex was going on in here?"

Tom couldn't help himself, he busted out laughing. "I'm sure it was the best kind."

"B'Elanna and Captain Janeway, huh?"

"Again, I'm not at liberty to say. But, I think your deductions sounded spot-on, Harry," Tom clapped the ensign on the back as they turned towards the door.

The pair exited the holodeck and Tom initiated a level 3 biohazard cleaning of the room.