Chakotay was woken by a sudden knock at door. "Housekeeping." He lifted his head from where it had settled beside Seven's and tried to get out of bed to answer the door.

Seven wrapped herself tighter against him. "Chakotay…" she mumbled sleepily.

"There's someone at the door, I'll get it, just go back to sleep sweetheart." He whispered quietly kissing his new fiancée gently. She obediently let him go with a sigh and he stood up, threw on a robe and opened the door a crack. "Yes?"

"I'm sorry sir, I'll come back when you check out at midday." Said the hotel maid.

"What time is it now?" Chakotay had lost all track of time since the euphoria of the night before.

"1020. Breakfast finishes in ten minutes…wait you're the guy that proposed on the roof terrace last night aren't you?"

Chakotay averted his gaze sheepishly. "Yeah, I am."

"Do you want the room service menu then? Oh my God, I hope my boyfriend proposes to me like that…so romantic…"

Chakotay cut her off. "I think I'll take that room service menu now."

"Oh sure, just dial in what you want into the computer and we'll bring it up."

"Thanks." He said, taking the menu from her and closing the door, leaning his head against it as it closed to suppress a laugh. I'd better not tell Seven that the whole hotel is gossiping about us.

Seven propped herself up in bed. "What did that concern?"

Chakotay turned to her, "Oh just housekeeping to remind us of the check out time and offer us room service."

"Are we really that late? My sleeping schedule is out of sync."

Chakotay couldn't keep the happy smile off his face as he replied. "I think that tends to happen when you get engaged."

"I'm not complaining!" She retorted laughingly, reaching out to him to give him a prolonged kiss.

He eventually pulled back, though only because his stomach was growling, much to Seven's amusement. "Pancakes?" he suggested.

"Indulgent but acceptable."

After ordering breakfast he climbed back into bed, where she lay back into his arms with a sigh of contentment, admiring her new ring. "You have good taste."

Seeing his eyebrows rise, she realised she hadn't made her meaning clear. "In jewellery…not in women." She clarified, cringing visibly in embarrassment.

"I have excellent taste in women." He told her gently, pulling her into him and kissing her neck and throat repeatedly until she relaxed enough to begin to respond.

"Room service!" called a man through the door.

Chakotay uttered a groan at being interrupted again as Seven drew back, smiling affectionately at his reaction. "You were the one who was hungry."

"I know…I know…" he muttered as he went to the door and came back with a tray carrying two stacks of pancakes and a jug of fresh orange. Laying it down at the foot of the bed he took a bite of his. "Not as good as yours." He told her as he passed her a plate.

"Isn't it unhygienic to eat in bed?" Seven asked with her trademark raised eyebrow, unsure of the appropriateness of this arrangement.

"When we leave they'll clean up." He saw her look down at her food without starting into as he was. "Anything wrong?"

Seven looked at the ring on her hand and then at him. "I am not looking forward to returning to San Francisco."

"I know, we've had a great time, but we'll be moving here in May…"

She swallowed, knowing she had to voice her fears. "I am…apprehensive as to our friends' reactions to our developing relationship."

"Oh Seven…" He put his arm round her shoulders, "don't worry about that okay? They're all going to be fine with it…better than fine, they get to go to a big wedding, and even if they weren't okay with it, all that matters is what we want."

"If you wish, we can just elope and they wouldn't attempt to discourage you…"

"My mind is made up and you know better than anyone that I'm stubborn." He cupped her chin in his hands. "I'm so proud of you and I want everyone to see that at our wedding and see you walking down the aisle in that beautiful dress I know you're going to get."

She put her head on his shoulder. "You are going to be an excellent husband for me. What do you want for our wedding?"

"Small I think just the crew and your Aunt Irene and maybe Reg Barclay."

Seven smiled in relief, not wanting to be bombarded with strangers on her wedding. "I concur. The venue?"

"Well Voyager's a museum now so not there and where my parents got married is a wreck now…"

"We will have to consider other possibilities. Don't you have to pick a best man?"

"Don't start that headache. What about your bridesmaids?"

"I have never required a maid, I am quite self sufficient."

Chakotay laughed at her bemused expression. "No, not a working maid. Your bridesmaids are female friends who wear a dress on the day and generally help you."

Seven thought about this, she couldn't think of anyone she knew who would be willing to do it. A cute idea came to her. "Naomi likes dresses, perhaps she would enjoy participation."

Chakotay was surprised but couldn't object, she was right Naomi would love that and she had after all played a role in getting them together. "That's that decided. Now what about a honeymoon?" He pushed his question by kissing her again, but her eyes were distant.

Seven swallowed hard, the idea of a honeymoon, bringing to front of her mind an issue which she had been avoiding for months. "Chakotay…you know that the possibility of my ever being able to have children is very minute don't you?"

Chakotay stared at her, shell shocked by the abrupt change in subject. "Where did that come from?"

"The purpose of a honeymoon is to fall pregnant as soon after the marriage as possible."

"Originally maybe…are you afraid of what might happen?"

"I want you to be aware of what marriage to me would you deprive of…"

"You have never deprived me of anything!" he told her forcefully, turning her to face him. "I am marrying you for yourself alone. I'm happy whatever happens."

She looked up at him tearfully. "Are you sure?"

"I've never been surer of anything in my life!"

"I love you…"

"I know…you worry too much my love…"

A/n: A whole week of waiting and you only get a short little filler, sorry! I had really bad writers block as you can tell from the quality…please review so I can feel better about myself.