Here is the second part. I want to say it's funny, but I suppose that would be presumptuous. I want to say thank you for those of you who have read this story and reviewed. I always love to see those notifications when someone has reviewed or added my story to favorites/follows. As you may be able to guess there will be another chapter and I still lack ownership of any trek franchise.

**Chakotay's POV**

Grabbing his phaser from the shelf, he quickly walked into the corridor and down to her door. Mentally preparing himself before pressing the button.

It was honestly a peculiar request. The captain occasionally asked him to her quarters for dinner, but never over the comm. system and he had a suspicion that this time it had nothing to do with dinner.

Maybe she was in some dangerous situation that wouldn't allow her to outright call for security. That didn't sound right either, but it was still a possibility.

There could be any number of possibilities, but the one he most hoped for was somehow the least likely. For years now they had flirted with each other, but Captain Janeway had made it clear that there was a line that couldn't be crossed.

Their relationship was forever changing, but the one thing that remained was friendship. He valued her as a friend, but didn't everyone say that friendship first was the way to a long lasting romantic relationship.

When they had been marooned on New Earth, things had began to progress, but were quickly forgotten-at least by her-the moment they stepped back onto the bridge. It wasn't pleasant readjusting to their professional relationship again, but Kathryn wouldn't have it any other way. She refused to acknowledge that there was anything unprofessional between them.

Sometimes he wished that Voyager had never contacted the Vidians to get the cure. Would it really have been that bad to build a life on New Earth. They could have explored the planet, enjoying the beauty around them. Before Voyager contacted them, Kathryn was slowly letting go of her hope for a cure, and perhaps developing a few new goals.

Thinking about what could have been would get him nowhere today, so he pulled himself together and pressed the door chime button.

"Yes, come in." The Captain answered. "It took you long enough."

The door opened and Chakotay walked in looking around for Captain Janeway. What he saw was exactly not what he had expected.

He paused, taking in the scene, Captain Kathryn Janeway was on her hands and knees with her head mostly inside the replicator. Crawling about on that table, she was such a peculiar sight, and it was almost impossible to keep from laughing.

With a small unconcealable smile, he simply asked, "Captain?"

"Yes Commander, this is all very comical" she scolded, peaking out of the replicator.

"I just wanted a coffee.' She continued tiredly. "I attempted to repair the replicator and long story short; I managed to get tangled up in this ridiculous piece of whatever it is that someone thought belonged in the wall behind my replicator."

Barely concealing outright laughter, he made a mental note to warn Tom Paris, whose quarters were on the other side of the wall. He took a deep breath before speaking, "What course of action would you like to take."

He could almost hear her growl in frustration at his words, but there was really no danger as she was still stuck to the replicator and her phaser was on the other side of the room.

**Janeway's POV**

She was getting very tired of his impertinent questions. She would have called security but was afraid it would be the same thing again. Better get on with it then.

"Commander," she said, trying to gain control of the situation. Her efforts were mitigated by the fact that she was still stuck in the wall. "I suggest that you get some scissors and get me out of here."

"Do you have any scissors here in your quarters"" he asked, smiling as he awaited her answer.

"No, I do not" she answered him still glaring.

Smoothly he said, "Well I had better replicate some then…Oh wait."

"Commander," she barked. "Go get some scissors. Get them from a blue spotted dinosaur, I don't care, just go."

"Aye Captain," he said walking away

She was really angry now. Chakotay was the only person aboard Voyager that would ever behave like this around her and frankly she wasn't in a very good mood. She hadn't had any coffee all day-well at least the last few hours-and it had already been a very stressful day before getting stuck in the replicator.

At first she assumed that he had gone, but as the thought about it, realized that the door hadn't closed. She peeked back out into the room but couldn't see the area near the door. Still the door didn't close.

Quickly coming up with a perfect line, she composed herself and sweetly said, "Commander Chakotay will you please stop staring at my ass and go get some damned scissors before I call security.'

She heard the door close alright, as Chakotay walked down the corridor laughing.

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Another note-I will mention that my preferred writing perspective is third person limited. That is I don't like writing in first person and third person omniscient gets me all confused having to deal with every character at the same time. So my solution is to rotate POV with third person limited.