Pt4
The Party was just winding down. Seven had shewed most of the guests out, and she was beginning the process of cleaning up the house. Seven had never thrown a party before, but based on her findings before and after the party she never intended to have another. Everything about parties was wasteful.
After an hour the house was almost back to normal. The party had lasted all night, and the sun was just starting to peak out over the trees. Exhausted, Seven headed up to bed, without even a thought to where Chakotay might be.
Phoebe woke up the next morning and headed downstairs. Everything was quiet in the Janeway house. Phoebe had always been the morning riser in the family. She blamed her mother for that. She also blamed her mother for teaching her how to cook. She could still remember he mothers words, even thou she had been dead for years.
"Now Phoebe, if you don't learn to cook, and something happens to me, or the replicator how will you eat?"
"I can take care of myself mom."
"I have no doubt that you can Phoebe. But who is going to take care of your sister. If your sister attempts to cook Star fleet might put our house under official lock down for hazardous materials!"
Phoebe laughed remembering her mom. She missed the sound of her voice, and missed chatting with her. As she made her way into the kitchen something caught her eye. She turned briefly and saw two bodies lying on the couch. She didn't need to walk any further into the room to know what went on last night after she went to bed.
Phoebe held in a laugh as she remembered something from her childhood.
Kathryn had been in her mid twenties. Phoebe had just turned 16. One night, very late, Phoebe had been working on a project in her bedroom. She had never been a procrastinator before, but somehow time seemed to have gotten the better of her. So here she was working on a paper that was due the next day. She heard a noise in the hallway and decided to go investigate.
She opened her door a crack. She heard a muffled voice and proceeded to open the door further. But when she poked her head out, she got more than she barged for. Needless to say, to this day whenever she ever heard a noise in the hallway she decided to just let it go. At the time she had been horrified. Now she remembered it as a funny memory.
Phoebe had just finished laying out breakfast when a half awake Kathryn stumbled into the kitchen.
"Coffee Kathryn?"
"Do you need to ask?"
"Yeah, that was a pretty stupid question, now that I think about it. Would your handsome man like a cup of coffee, it's the best part of waking up!" She smiled at Kathryn who only gave her a warning look.
"Good morning ladies"
"Good morning Chakotay, Kathryn and I were just talking about you. Would you like some coffee it's the best part of waking up."
"Ignore her Chakotay, she's doing her Folgers coffee entertainment again."
Chakotay turned to Phoebe. "No thanks Phoebe I don't like coffee in the morning but thank you anyway." At that moment both Phoebe and Kathryn began to laugh hysterically.
A week passed and Seven still hadn't seen or talked with Chakotay. She had made the determination that he had got tired of her and had moved on with his life. Honestly Seven was very happy with the ending of their relationship. He had become very boring to him. The only thing that they ever did was fight about endless pointless things.
She wrote him a small message and sent it to his computer. And that moment she was happy to be free.
Later that day, Chakotay was checking his messages when he received the message from Seven. He had felt badly about not contacting her, but after reading her thoughts he didn't give it a second thought. She was happy to be free from him, and he was happy to be free of her.
Kathryn was sleeping in the hammock on the front porch. Quietly Chakotay climbed on and joined in on the nap.
Phoebe was just coming up from the basement when she saw the two of them together.
"I guess they had all the time off from each other that they could stand."
THE END