NOTE: I do not own Star Trek and its characters, we're just on a play date. They'll go home . . . eventually.

Author's note: I hope you enjoy this chapter, it may be a few days for the next one. Enjoy!

Chakotay saw her fall before she actually did. He caught her and helped her gently to the floor. He hit his combadge and they were both transported to Sickbay. Chakotay watched at the Doctor scanned her. He looked at the Doctor as his expressions changed. He picked up a hypospray and injected it into her. He scanned her again, then he walked over to a console.

Chakotay couldn't believe it. The Doctor was acting like nothing was going on. He moved from his place near the entrance over to him.

"Doctor, what are you doing?" he asked. The Doctor did not even look up. instead, he just took the tricorder and scanned Chakotay. He nodded his head and mumbled something Chakotay could not make out.

"Just as I thought," he said.

"What are you talking about, Doctor? Is the Captain alright?"

"The Captain will recover fine; it was just a reaction to being taken off of the VDC." Chakotay gave him a look of confusion. "Vidiian Drug Cure. Commander, sometimes it is smart to listen to me." Chakotay kept his thoughts to himself. "I just scanned you and she's only reacting due to her unique physiology."

"'Unique physiology?' Doc, what are you talking about?" The Doctor was getting fee up with this.

"Commander, the Captain and you are different, and since you are the only humans to have ever taken this VDC, there were bound to be different side affects. Now, if you don't mind, I have a patient to take care of." And with that, Chakotay was stepping out of Sickbay. He had been unaware he had been moving backwards while the Doctor moved forward but once he as out, he stared at Sickbay's doors. He couldn't enter or move away. He could just tare and worry.

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Getting Chakotay out was easy, it was telling him what was going on without lying that was difficult. He had to honor doctor-patient confidentiality awhile reporting to the commanding officer. Not only that, he knew this situation to be unique.

He looked over the tricorder readings again, then over to Janeway. He didn't feel the need to wake her--she was treated, but she was going to be staying for a few days. Besides, she was going to need her rest because when he banned her from coffee, she would not be able to stay up for the same long hours.

He thought that over. Did he need to ban her from coffee, even temporarily? he looked and saw she had replicated three cups that date alone, and that's just replicated. She probably had some of Neelix's coffee as well. Maybe a restriction. Only one cup a day and decaf.

That could work. Maybe he could even allow two cups, but he knew it needed to be decaf. Of course, if she wouldn't agree to the restriction, then he could always ban it. That made him smile.

"What's so funny?" he heard. He looked and saw Janeway trying to sit up. She was succeeding and he walked over to her.

"Just my wonderful luck," he said sarcastically. It crossed his mind that as long as a week she was going to have to stay in Sickbay for observation--if he could keep her there long enough--and did not want to have to deal with her without coffee. His luck was great.

"Am I that bad?" she asked.

"You, you are in perfect health," he said.

"Then what happened?" she asked.

"You blacked out." He said it so plainly, it was like it should have been the most obvious thing ever. She looked at him and seemed to be remembering.

"Yes, I remember. What caused it?" she asked.

"A metabolism clash. Taking you of VDC had some unforeseeable repercussions. I will need to keep you in Sickbay for observation for a few days, continue taking the VDC, and you will have caffeine restrictions." Janeway gave him a "you've got to be kidding look."

"No coffee?" she confirmed. It had to be a dream or a joke or something and the only way she would believe it would be for him to explain it more.

"I did not say that, however, it would be best. Since I know you will not be able to resist, you may have to cups of coffee a day maximum and thy must be decaf. No regular. Under no circumstances." Janeway wanted to complain but figured it wouldn't be that bad. She could always replicate some regular and he'd never know the difference. "I will make sure the computer knows to only give you decaf, Captain. You won't need to worry about that." She smiled although she was actually being weirder out by the fact it was like he was reading her mind.

"Ok, so why did I black out exactly?" She had gotten so caught up with the coffee, she hadn't heard if he explained the whole biochemistry. Plus, it would give him time to explain why there was coffee restrictions.

"Every day, for the past month, you have been taking the VDC. Except for today. Well, part of you has gotten . . . addicted to the drug and stopping the treatment could do harm." Janeway noticed how he beat around the bush and choose words carefully.

"Doctor, what it is?" She was tired and was not in the mood for him to babble for hours and still be no closer to knowing what was going on. Actually, she would know less then and be more confused.

"Captain, you are pregnant."

To be continued . . . please comment