Arc of trust I : Shattered trust | By : GeminiStarlight Category: Star Trek > Voyager Views: 2736 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 2:
Tom barely knew where he was going to. He dismissed the newly rising pain in
his body. It was overshadowed by the pain in his heart, which felt like it was
carefully, methodically ripped into tiny little shreds.
They believed he would betray the ship. Had betrayed the ship.
And for Seska of all people!
Hadn't these accusations been so hurting for him, he would have laughed at the
sheer irony of the situation – Seska and he were never anything but enemies.
The Cardassian had hated him from the beginning and Tom had felt strongly
repulsed by her thinking and behaviour in the short time they were teammates on
the Crazy Horse.
But now the Captain, Chakotay and Tuvok were convinced he would play traitor on
the only home he had since early childhood. For Seska.
Like he would ever even consider doing something to bring harm to anyone on
this ship! Voyager was his home, a place where he had believed to have found
friends. A place where the wounds of his heart and soul would heal with time
and caring people.
But he had been wrong. The story of his life. Trust somebody with even a little
piece of himself and they would throw it back into his face.
His heart ached so strongly, Tom almost sank to his knees by its impact.
He was not the traitor on this ship – never had been one in his life.
But now his limit had been reached and he silently vowed to himself to never
trust again. His only ever real friends had died at Caldik Prime and after some
lonely years of trying to forget that accident, Tom wished again he would have
died with them so they would be together in afterlife.
Stepping slowly into the turbolift, head held high
despite his inner turmoil, Tom made the impression of being completely
composed. Nobody would see the hurt and pain inside him at being accused so wrongly
before considering all facts.
Tuvok, who came to a halt besides the younger man,
couldn’t read anything in the expression of the pale face. The normally
laughing and vivid azure eyes of the former lieutenant were expressionless and
hard, showing nothing but indifference. The Vulcan lifted an eyebrow at the
composed behaviour of the blond pilot, but couldn’t decide what to make of it.
Therefore he called for the lift to bring them to Deck 15, where Voyagers brig
lay.
Upon arriving there – Tom having been shown no sign of
resistance or argument, but only a mask of uncaring on his face – Tuvok called
to the Ensign on duty to show them the cell, where Tom would pass his day from
now on until his trial would take place.
The Ensign followed his superior’s command and Tom
stepped into the small cell without looking back at anyone. Hearing the
forcefield coming up, he briefly closed his eyes before turning around.
The Ensign had returned to his post near the door, but
Tuvok remained standing in front of Toms cell. The Chief of Security looked at
the young blond man, whom he had thought he had come to understand.
But now, seeing the arctic look the deep blue eyes
were giving him he was at a loss. He couldn’t understand, why the pilot had
done what he had done. Why would he help the Kazon in betraying Voyager? Why
would he throw away the life he had build himself over the last years?
A litte doubt nagged in Tuvoks mind, but the logical
part of him showed him once more the facts he had put together in clinical
detail after first realizing somebody on board transmitted secret material to
an at that time unknown third person outside Voyager. Tuvok had methodically
gathered every hint since then and had shown it the Captain and Commander
Chakotay.
Together they had waited for the traitor to make a fault – and their patient
waiting had paid off.
Yesterday they had gotten the last detail – the person
itself.
It had been a shocking revelation to all three of
them. A disappointing one.
But the facts were clear and showed no flaws, even if
the Lieutenant had denied it at first. Tuvok could hear him saying defiantly:
“Facts doesn’t always equal truth.”
Then his face had closed up, he had straightened to
his full height, looked at each of them as if memorizing something – and from
then on he hadn’t said anything more, even as the Commander tried to get
answers from him for his deed.
Tuvok sighed internally as he cast one last look at
the demoted young man. The blue eyes didn’t look at him anymore, but straight
at some point behind him. It was as if for the pilot he wasn’t present anymore.
Therefore he decided to go.
As Tuvok left the place where he had been standing for
over ten minutes, Tom let out an inaudible sigh. He had hoped the Vulcan would
get the message and leave, but it had cost him immense strength to hold his
mascarade until the older man finally left.
Now with nobody being near Tom slowly breathed in and
out, forcing the pain – the physical pain from the illness he suspected he had
gotten somehow – away with concentrated effort.
Now he had no time to be wracked with pain.
He had to solve the mess he had gotten into without
him knowing.
Slowly going over the other side of his cell, he sat
down on the cold bunk. Leaning on the similar cold walls he closed his eyes to
appear sleeping should anyone look for him. Not that he thought somebody would
come, considering the fact how Harry had avoided his eyes as he had left the
Captain’s ready room.
Tears suddenly stung in his eyes and Tom bit onto his
tongue to prevent them from falling. The sharp physical pain of his slightly
bleeding tongue overshadowed for a moment the agony of the knowledge which
filled the blond man because of the fact, that Harry hadn’t asked what had
happened.
That meant he had known…known before Tom himself knew
that he was considered to be a traitor to the ship. The betrayal of his best
friend ripped his heart into pieces – how could Harry believe he would do that.
He of all the people on board?
Had he forgotten all the conversations the two of them
had over topics like family and friendship, over things like trust and
loyality? Tom remembered the little details he had offered to his best friend
about himself, his past, his father, his whole life…and despite of all that
Harry believed he would betray everything he cared for.
Different emotions warred inside him at that point,
close to exploding.
But his control – forged in the flamens of his
constant war with his father – remained, if only barely. Calming himself with
images of his childhood days in Ireland, where his mother’s origines lay and
where he had some of the more enjoyable days when visiting his grandparents
there – the lush green forests, the stormy sea, the whole atmosphere – Tom put
his hurt feelings aside for a moment.
Then he let his thoughts flash back to the scene,
which had happened in the Captain’s ready room only one hour before. A bitter
smile crept onto Toms face.
One hour? It felt like a whole life ago, when he had
come to the bridge to ask his Captain to allow him to go to Sickbay for a check
of his health. By the events that occurred after that he had decided to not say
anything about his sudden pain attack.
As if the physical pain could match the pain their distrust had evoked in him.
Toms bitter expression deepened, but then – with
considerable effort – he smoothed his features into an expressionless mask.
Nobody would know how much they had hurt him by the accusations.
Breathing in and out slowly another time, Tom
remembered the words the Captain had said, after she had seated herself behind
her desk.
Yeah, next chapter out and done! I know it’s not
really long and I didn’t really explain anything yet – but bear with me! The
next chap will be out soon and then you will know, what exactly happenend in
the ready room. Until then I would like to say “Thanks, thanks, thanks”! So
many lovely reviews! (smiles happily)
You really made me happy!
CU, gemini
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