A beep from outside Janeway's ready room told her that Ensign Wix had arrived. She sat down with her cup of coffee in her hand. "Come in," she said, loud enough for the Ensign to hear.

The door opened and the Fairie entered. "I've written my report, Captain. Mr. Tuvok told me to deliver it to you personally."

"Yes, I wanted to hear the story from your perspective," the Captain said, taking the PADD that contained Danni's report. "Sit down, Ensign."

""It was like nothing I ever could have imagined, Captain," Danni started slowly, taking a seat. "One minute most people were just injured. And the next, they were ill. It's hard to explain the stress of it all," Danni admitted. "But there's something about being in those high- stress situations. It's enlightening," she said, her eyes smiling a little.

"Go on," the Captain urged her.

"Well, I found it testing of my character," Danni said, her brows knitting as she thought about it. "I wanted to lay down and forget it all, but there's no way anyone could do that, is there, Captain?"

"Well, this K'Vosh character certainly didn't have a hard time abandoning you and Ensign Kim to deal with all of this yourselves," the Captain pointed out.

"That's true," Danni acknowledged. "I hope we never see him again." She paused for a moment. "When Chakotay volunteered to test out the serum, I almost didn't let him. That was another trial for me. My personal feelings almost prevented me from testing the cure. I'm not sure what to do about that."

"Danni," the Captain said, leaning forward. "All of us feel that way from time to time. But that's not always a bad thing. Sometimes having those personal feelings can save the person we love from something that could be dangerous to them."

"Thank you, Captain," Danni said replied, smiling happily. She stood up to leave.

"Oh, Danni," the Captain stopped the ensign in her tracks. Danni turned around again.

"Yes, Captain?"

"Harry has told me that K'vosh spoke of other fairies that live in this sector of the Delta Quadrant. Would you like us to take a few days to search for them?"

Danni paused, running the tip of her tongue along her lips before answering. "Captain, I've come to love Starfleet," she started. "And the people in Starfleet are my family now. I don't know what would happen if I ventured to seek out the fairies here. I think… I think that's a temptation I'd rather avoid."

"He's a very sick man." -- The Doctor

Harry walked down the corridor, heading for Tom Paris' quarters. He rang for the young helmsman, but the door didn't open. "Oh, come on, Tom, open up!" He banged on the door, much to the chagrin of the Lieutenant inside.

"What?" Tom asked as the door opened. He was dressed in his blue, pinstripe pajamas and blinking his eyes groggily. "I was just getting to sleep."

"Can I come in?" Harry asked anxiously. "There's something I want to talk to you about."

"Oh, Harry, does it have to be now?"

"I'd prefer if it was," Harry replied.

"Fine," Tom sighed. "Just let me put on my uniform again."

A few minutes later, Tom emerged once again, this time in his red-and-black uniform. Harry stepped past him and settled down on the couch. Tom rolled his eyes and sat down beside his best friend, throwing one arm carelessly across the back of the couch.

"What's wrong now, Harry?" He asked, sensing his friend's nervousness.

"I've been thinking about Libby a lot for the past few days-" Harry started out.

"Harry, Harry, Harry, when are you going to forget about her? She's only six or seven decades away," Tom chastised him.

"So you don't think I would be cheating at all if I-"

"Heck no!" Tom fairly shouted. "As if that wasn't what I've been saying all along."

For once, Harry didn't argue that Tom flirted with practically every girl and that he had no respect for relationships. Instead, he was already heading out of the room and down the hall for the turbo lifts. Tom heaved a heavy sigh and went back to bed, without bothering to take off his uniform.

As for Harry, he was stuck in a turbo lift that was too slow. Pacing the floor, he flew from the small structure as soon as it's doors opened to deck 12. It wasn't far down the hall that he noticed the quarters marked with the number for Ensign Wix. Having agonized over his feelings all night long, and having wondered if he should make them known, he had memorized Danni's room number. Now he halted in front of the structure, not knowing whether or not to carry through on his plans.

"Hi, Harry," a voice chirped from behind him. Danni breezed past, her arms full of flowers. The door opened for her and she entered her quarters. Harry followed her in.

"Where'd you get those?" He asked, his immediate worry being the thought that she had moved on.

"Oh, Neelix and I have been working on them in the Arboretum," Danni replied, laying the blossoms down on the table. "I only picked a few, really. I'm going to have to save up replicator rations to replicate a vase," she mused. Picking up one of the flowers, she held it out to Harry. "Look, Neelix and I replicated rose seeds," she said, pressing the pink blossom into Harry's hand. Harry twiddled the flower in his fingers as Danni flung herself on the couch, crossing one leg over the other carelessly.

"What did you come around here for?" She asked with what she hoped seemed like a light-hearted grin.

"I came to talk to you about…" Harry cleared his throat. "Well, about something that happened to me last night."

"Good galaxy, Harry, what can have happened to you now?" The Fairie wondered. "Am I mistaken, or did we not just solve a crisis?"

Harry stepped across the room boldly and sat down on the couch next to her. "It's nothing that serious," he defended his earlier statement. "I was just… thinking. About things. And then I changed my mind about something."

Danni eyed him, but leaned slightly forward, "Yeah? What kind of something?"

"Well, it's going to be forever until we get home," Harry began. "And well, people are going to move on."

"That's certainly true," Danni acknowledged. "I can only imagine what kind of forgetting my ex-boyfriend is doing back home."

"You have a boyfriend?" Harry's eyebrows raised incredulously.

"Goodness, no," Danni shook her head. "We both agreed to move on if either of us were ever lost on a mission. And anyway, I have the feeling we weren't going to work out." She sighed. "But the best part about it is, I'm not worrying that he'll be angry if… well, if it really takes sixty or seventy years to get home, I'm going to need companionship."

Harry looked down at his hands, and felt a hot blush creep up his neck to his cheeks. Again. He felt his head bob up and down in a nod. "I'll need it, too."

"You have a girlfriend," Danni reminded him. "Her name is Libby."

"Libby's only six or seven decades away," Harry shot back.

Danni was quiet for a moment, then. Harry watched her bite her lip and look away, then her eyes would flicker over at him, darting back and forth under her lashes. Finally, she burst out, "I'm still sorry."

Harry knew what she was talking about immediately. He reached out and laid his hand over one of hers. She looked up.

"I'm not," Harry said sincerely. His hand slowly crawled up her shoulder and he tugged her closer to him. She opened her lips to say something-perhaps to protest-but Harry grabbed them with his own. Her grip on her emotions dissolved and she melted limply into his kisses.

"You still sorry?" Harry murmured as he pulled away.

Danni's eyes were laughing and leaking out tears at the same time. "Never."

-FIN-

I'm not thaaaaat great at fluffyness, but I wish, wish, wish I was! I'm working on the romance stuff. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this story, and I hope you'll keep an eye out for a sequel, which will deal even furthur into Danni's relationship with both Harry and Chakotay.

Quick note: It is likely that nothing will ever come out of the Neelix/Danni thing. For the simple reason that Neelix actually drives me up a wall. =DD

Thank you so so so so so so much for all the faithful reveiws! I love you guys!