Just One More Day
Author: Naomitrekkie
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Trek Voyager. If I did, I'd be too busy making it to be writing about it here.
A/N: So here it is. This is the end. Nineteen chapters and it only took me a loooooong time. Thanks to everyone who's read and reviewed, this is for you guys. Please R/R.
Enjoy!
Epilogue
Chakotay had had to deal with a lot over the past few months — mood swings, a coffee banned Captain, alien threats, worrying, yelling, the Doctor, just to name a few things — but as he stood there, holding his baby girl in his arms, he knew it was worth it. She was beautiful —
"— just like her mother," Chakotay was telling Janeway. Janeway had taken a nap since giving birth was watching with a smile as Chakotay held their daughter. It was a perfect scene, Janeway thought to herself, seeing Chakotay as a father, holding his baby. Their baby. Sometimes it was hard to believe it was true.
The Doctor came a while later — Janeway was holding her daughter now — to scan both mother and daughter.
"Everything's in order. Both in perfect health. Now all you need is a name." He looked at both Janeway and Chakotay, who both exchanged glances, as if they were having a telepathic conversation.
"We haven't picked one yet," Janeway told him. They had talked about this more than once, in fact, practically none stop for the past few months. They still hadn't come to a consensus on one. There were so many names out there, but whatever one suggested, the other turned down. Now, with their daughter alive and in their arms — three weeks early, but neither parent was complaining — they needed a name. Janeway thought they were going to have to go through the whole argument again, but Chakotay didn't start it up again. Instead, he said a name Janeway hadn't heard since seeing the Kazon.
"Katrina."
"What?" Janeway asked. She didn't want to think about the other Chakotay, the one who'd died, the one she never told him about, and that name would be an ever constant reminder.
"Yeah, Katrina. It just fits."
"I'm not sure—" she started but Chakotay interrupted.
"Just look at her Kathryn. Look at her and say she's not a Katrina."
And so Janeway did. She looked at her baby girl and forgot all about the other Chakotay and why she didn't want to name her Katrina. Looking into her daughter's blue eyes, it all made sense.
"Katrina," she said lovingly, warming up to the idea.
"Katrina Janeway, our daughter."
"Our Katrina," Janeway said, agreeing the name stuck. She never would figure out that she'd been the one to name her daughter in a time that could have happened. She only knew that her daughter was Katrina. That was who she was born to be and would be for always.
The End
A/N: OK, so I'm considering writing a sequel (maybe even a whole series) to this, about the lives of Katrina, Janeway, and Chakotay. If you have any idea PM me/send a review. It won't be for a while (i've got so many ideas in my head, most Who related, but not all) it will be some time before I get a chance to start them, but with summer, who knows?
Thanks again to everyone who's read and stuck with this story, you guys rock. Remember, please review!