"Paris to Torres" He waited as the Comm line crackled.

"Torres here. What is it Paris?"

"I'm on my lunch break now, thought you might like a chat?"

"Aren't you sweet?" She said, listening to his footsteps. "Are you alone? It sounds really quiet."

"Yeah, in our quarters."

"Me, too. Just in my office. Everyone's on lunch break now, sorry I couldn't meet you for lunch, babe." She said sympathetically.

"It's alright, where did you say you were, your office?"

"Yeah. Why?" She looked out at the warp core and watched the swirling blue. "Torres to Paris, you still there?"

"Right here." She turned around to find her partner had done a sight to sight transport with a picnic. She tapped off her Comm link and hugged him tight. "Hey you, busy day?" Tom asker her, intently.

"Yes. Very Busy." She pulled back out of his hug and looked around at what had also arrived. "What's all this then?" She asked, while returning to her work.

"Well, I thought we could have lunch together and I could help you with your work? I brought a little picnic?" He said wrapping his arms around her waist as she worked.

"Well, I guess we could but I only have five minutes and then you have to go." She looked up at him, then continued her work. She listened as he walked over to the picnic basket he brought with him, pulled out a sandwich and handed it to her, and she accepted it and started eating. The two ate in silence, and Paris packed up the blanket and food fairly quickly. He gave her a kiss on the back of her head.

"I'll get going and leave you to your work. I'll see you later." He said, as he faded out in a collection of blue particles. She spun round to say goodbye but he had already gone. A pang of guilt washed over her as she realised how badly she had just treated her partner, he had made her lunch and brought it to her because she was busy, and she didn't even talk to him, she just brushed him off.

"Torres to Paris." She listened but there was no reply. She repeated it again.

"Paris here." She could hear in his voice how upset he was and she felt even worse. "I'm on my way back to the Bridge now, can't talk, it is important?" He sounded so formal, as if they weren't even a couple, or even friends.

"No its okay, it can wait, I'll see you tonight?" She said hopefully into the Comm line.

"Err, sorry I can't, I'm going to the Holo-Deck with Harry. I'll be back by 2100 hours though."

"Okay, see you later then." She tapped off the Comm link and returned to her work.

"Bridge." Tom inputted into the computer.

"Wait, Tom." He saw Harry dashing round the corner, he hopped into the lift. "How was lunch with B'Elanna then?" He asked as the doors hissed shut. The quiet humming began.

"Fine. Do you want to go to the Holo-deck tonight? I have some time booked in." He asked, trying not to give away the fact that lunch with B'Elanna had not gone 'fine'.

"Yeah, sounds great, just got to let Seven know." He said tapping his Comm badge. "Kim to Seven of Nine." He looked around to see his friend tapping at a PADD.

"Seven here, hey one."

"One?" Paris said to himself in the background.

"Hey Cupcake." Harry replied, a broad smile on his face.

"Cupcake?!" Paris retorted, louder this time.

"Who is with you?" Seven asked, slightly embarrassed.

"Just Tom, don't worry." Harry replied, glaring at his friend.

"Okay, what did you require?" She said, slightly more at ease.

"I am going to the Holo-deck with Tom, but I'll meet you at Astrometrics by 2000 hours?"

"Okay, bye one."

"Bye Cupcake." He said, tapping his badge. He turned back to his friend, who was looking at him, doing his impression of Tuvok's Vulcan eyebrow raise.

"You and Seven then, eh?" Tom said as the lift came to a stop.

"Yeah, we got together a couple of days back."

"Mhhm." Tom replied walking out of the Turbolift.

"What does 'Mhhm' mean?" Harry questioned uneasily.

"It means 'Mhhm'." Tom said, sitting down at the Helm. He threw one of his typical 'Tom Paris smiles' at him, before continuing his work.

"So, Harry, what programme do you want to run, thanks to you we only have half an hour?" Tom said, scrolling through a list. "In fact, do you want to rearrange to tomorrow evening?" He said turning to find Harry tapping away at a PADD.

"Yeah, tomorrow would be much better, thanks." He said, turning on his heel and making his way quickly towards the turbo lift. Tom jogged up behind him. They stood in silence until Tom got off first, Harry still in the lift.

"See ya' tomorrow Harry." Tom shouted over his shoulder. His friend gave a quick nod in return. He walked quickly along the corridor and stopped just short of his quarters doors. He stopped and prepared himself for what was to come. Would B'Elanna be mad, upset, blank him? He hated it when this happened. He walked close enough for the doors to open and step inside. He took off his Comm badge and placed it on the counter, kicking his boots into the corner. He stepped quietly across the dimly lit room and walked into his bedroom, and over to his bed. He sat down on the edge and began to undress, getting changed into his pyjama pants. He never wore the tops, B'Elanna liked to wear them, she said she enjoyed the smell of him on the clothes. He heard the doors swish open and closed, and he walked through he saw her wiping her eyes.

"Oh no, Be, what happened?" He ran up and hugged her spinning her around once and then putting her back down, but she clung to his neck and sobbed onto his bare shoulder. Tom hadn't seen her cry like this in a long time. "Be, what's wrong? Who hurt you?" A look of anger appeared on his face. "Who hurt you, tell me Be, because they are gonna regret it, you haven't cried like this in so long, they must have-"

"No one hurt me Tom, I hurt you, I pushed you away before when you brought me lunch and I'm so sorry, I had such a bad day and I shouldn't have been so rude to-" She was cut off by Tom kissing her lustfully, she pressed into him deeply. He picked her up and carried her through into their bedroom. He set her down and she looked into his eyes, watching the sparkles in them.

"I love you, Be. Remember how much you pushed me away before we became a couple. I loved you then and I love you now, one busy lunch time isn't gonna change that!" She finished changing into his pyjama top and walked over into his hug. He grazed his lips against hers, before kissing her down the side of her neck. She moaned in happiness, before returning the favour, she kissed along his bare chest and neck until reaching his chin where she bit his cheek, drawing blood.

She kissed through the blood and he reached his hands down to around her waist and lifted her up to where she straddled him. He rubbed up and down her sides, while they kissed passionately. He threw the two of them down onto her bed and pinned her, grinning at her in his special kind of way. He pinned her hands above her head and she let out a slow deep growl, before flipping him over, pinning him.

He threw her off and jumped up into a defensive position, she lunged at him, knocking him down, they rolled around on the floor, fighting and kissing. Tom stood up and readied himself again. She stood up too and threw him into a wall. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her in close. She kissed him violently and they rolled along the wall in each other's arms, banging as they went. Whoever was in the quarters next door wasn't too pleased listening to them, they banging on the wall and shouted.

"Shut up, petaQ!" B'Elanna said, returning to kissing her lover. He picked her up in his arms and began to walk, but she jumped off just as they reached the bed and spun around behind him, she pushed him down on the bed, she jumped at him but he rolled out of the way, flipping over and pinning her. He leaned down and kissed her roughly.

=/\=

B'Elanna woke in the middle of the night turned over to look at Tom, he was sleeping soundly. He had his arms wrapped around her, she gently untied herself from his arms and padded over to the replicator. She heard him awake and got him some water too. She padded back over and handed it to him. He rubbed his eyes and sat up.

"Thanks, babe." He said sipping at his water.

"Did I wake you?"

"It's okay. I need to talk to you." He said putting his drink on the night stand. She turned around and sat in front of him, sweeping her fringe out of her face. "Look, I'm just going to come right out and say this, no point in small talk." He took a deep breath. "Do you want to have a kid with me?" He let out a sigh of relief, and then he was sprayed with water as she spluttered, choking. He waited patiently as she gathered herself.

"DO I WANT TO WHAT!?" She asked, throwing her glass across the room and watching it knock off a picture of the two of them.

"Be, calm down. It was just a suggestion." Tom said trying to reach for her.

"Calm down. CALM DOWN! I don't think so. We aren't even married yet and you want to have a baby?! Just a suggestion. Having a baby Tom is not just a suggestion, it's a lifetime commitment. I DO NOT want to have a baby with you. In fact, do you know what? This marriage was wrong too. I will not have a baby with you, I will not marry you, and we are over." She panted heavily after being on her rant and she punched him swiftly in the face, causing him to fall unconscious.

She reached across the nightstand, still fuming and tapped her Comm badge. "Lieutenant Torres to Sickbay." She waited for his reply.

"Sickbay here."

"Doctor, beam Tom to Sickbay." She got back in her bed after he disappeared and stared at the ceiling until she fell asleep.

"Mummy!" A small voice shouted from across thesand. "Mummy, mummy, mummy!" She looked around and saw Tom Paris spinning around a small child in his arms. He put her down as she approached and he pulled her into a kiss. The child ran away and she and Tom watched as she sat down with her brother. Tom picked her up and spun her around as well. He put her down and kissed her deeply looking into her eyes.

They sat down together on a small picnic blanket and he made her a glass of champagne. They clicked their glasses together and drank, she leaned over and he wrapped his arm around her. They laid back and stared up and the clouds, listening to their little twins playing in the water together. She took off her jumper and pants, wading into the warm water. She swam across the small river to the other side, climbing out and sitting down. She waved her husband across and he followed, with a champagne bottle. He lay on the warm sand next to her. Talking about irrelevant things, watching their kids playing. She felt complete, she had a perfect family.

"I'm so glad we're together, Be." He swept her hair off her face and kissed along her forehead ridges. She hated when people looked at them, never mind touched them, but she loved when he did it. She looked at the ring on his finger and noticed she had one too. She called the children to pack up the basket, and they ran across the bridge carrying it together. She picked up her small daughter and he heisted up their son up onto his shoulders. Her son dug his hands into fistfuls of Tom's hair. Tom wrapped one arm around his wife's waist and held onto one of his baby boy's feet. She picked up the picnic basket in her spare hand and they walked towards their home and-

B'Elanna woke in a cold sweat. She suddenly felt cold and realised she had kicked off the cover. She rolled over and pulled the whole cover up to her chin. Her bed felt cold. She felt awful for what she had done. After that dream, she felt like her life was empty. She didn't even have Tom anymore, she'd screamed at him, insulting him and….oh god….. she'd punched him. She scrambled around for her Comm badge.

"Lieutenant Torres to sickbay."

"Sickbay here." The Doctor didn't sound very happy with her.

"Is Tom okay?" She asked, the Doctor heard the worry in her voice. He sighed into the Comm badge.

"Yes, he's fine. The punch isn't what's bothered him. He is extremely fatigued, from crying, he also has sore eyes, from crying, and he is extremely depressed. He is also extremely dehydrated, from cry-"

"I get it Doc." She cut the EMH off, a pang of guilt washed over her body, and she couldn't shake it off. "So whe…..where is he?" She could barely speak through her tears.

"He's at Ensign Kim's quarters." The Doctor stopped beeping at his console. "He said you two, broke up." The Doctor was hesitant to say it.

"Doctor, I have to go. Can I come by tomorrow?" B'Elanna asked into the Comm link quietly.

"Yes Lieutenant, may I ask what for?"

"I need to get my birth control terminated."

"But I thought you and Mr Paris broke up?" He inquired.

"We did. I'll be there at 0800, before work. See you then." She tapped off her Comm link and sat up, no chance she would be able to sleep tonight.

B'Elanna walked back into her quarters and tripped over a box. She looked around and saw someone moving around in her bedroom. "Hello? Can I help you?" She walked through to see Tom packing a box with his clothes.

"Sorry Be, err…B'Elanna, err...Lieutenant Torres. I was just packing up all my stuff, I'll get out of your way qui-" She winded him by running into his arms in tears. He wrapped his arms around her, but not in his usual loving way, his arms hung loosely, like they did when they were just friends, years back.

"Oh Tom, honey, I'm so sorry." She said, sobbing into his chest. She reached up and ran her fingers along the large bruised patch on his face. "I'm sorry about how I reacted, I shouldn't have said those things to you, or broke up with you, or called off our wedding, and I, I really do want to have children, and with you Tom. It just shocked me." She couldn't continue anymore. She felt his grip tighten around her, and he buried his face into her hair.

"No, baby, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have sprung that on you in the middle of the night, I have just, been thinking about it for a while. He looked down at her. Do you still want to cancel the wedding and stay….separated?" He asked, feeling the lump in his throat getting worse. He could barely speak.

"Oh God no, I could barely manage one night without you. I don't know how I ever breathed without you, never mind stay away from you." She leaned up and kissed him. "Last night was one of the worst nights of my life." And I, err…. I err…." She hesitated.

"You what?" He urged, kissing the ridges on her forehead.

"I, I terminated my birth control today." She finished, leaning into him. She felt his whole body tense up. "Are you okay?" She looked up into his eyes to see him crying. He just nodded in response on kissed her passionately. He picked her up and spun her around. She felt like it did in her dream. She loved it.

"So what made you take me back then?" He asked, wiping away her tears and stroking her hair.

"I had this dream last night. It was me and you, and we had got married and had twins. One boy, one girl. And we were at this small river, a sandy beach on either side. We were having a picnic, and we were just lying together. It made me feel, complete." She let go of him and started to unpack the box he had.

"So you want me to stay then? He cooed, wrapping his arms around her waist. She turned while still in his arms and kissed him.

"No, I want us to get married and be a proper family. I want you to be here with me always. I want us to have kids and be together, always." She pushed the box onto the floor and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down onto the bed.

"I will. I'll always be here Be." He rolled over and propped himself up on one elbow to face her. "What date do you want to hold the ceremony?" He said standing up and putting the last of his clothes back into the drawers from the floor.

"Next week." She sounded uncertain, but confident at the same time.

"Next week? Are you sure you're ready?" He asked sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Oh I'm absolutely sure. I found this a couple of days ago and replicated it." She reached under the bed and pulled out a long, cream white dress, she also pulled out a pair of lace gloves and a veil. Her eyes brimmed with tears as she touched across the silky material. He pulled her into his arms and held her there, whispering how much he loved her into her ears.

"What do you want me to wear then?" He asked as she stopped crying. She pulled out another outfit. It was a black tuxedo, a white shirt and a blue bowtie. "I chose blue because it matches your eyes she said softly, still crying a little. He looked at the outfit in front of him, then hung both of them up on the outside of their wardrobe. "Next week it is. Now, we'd both better get to work or we're going to be late." He held out his hand as he stood up, she took it and they walked out of the room, hand in hand, discussing their wedding.