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Resistance really is futile	By : goofball Category: Star Trek > Voyager Views: 7729 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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The next morning Janeway was contacted by the Doctor, who told her to come by sometime during the day but before Seven had finished regenerating.
Janeway went to Sickbay right after breakfast, and she had barely stepped into the room as the EMH came out of his office. He pressed a PADD into her hand but said nothing, not even as she looked at him questioningly.
Janeway supressed a sigh and bent her head to scroll through the contents of exactly three- “Holo-programs?”
The Doctor’s smile got even wider. “Yes. You and Seven will be going to Holodeck 2 after her cycle has ended,” he said. “You can choose any one of the programs and there you will stay for the next forty eight hours.”
Janeway held out the PADD. “I don’t-“
“Doctor’s orders. Based on the traumatic experience you and Seven have been through,” he interrupted Janeway. “Commander Chakotay agrees.”
“But-“
The EMH sighed. “Captain, as your physician and your friend, I’m telling you that you need a couple of days off.”
“I haven’t been working that much,” Janeway argued. Most of the times she had been staring into space.
“No, because you have been preoccupied with worrying about Seven or conducting mad schemes to save her life.”
Janeway bristled. “I beg your pardon?”
“And I’m not even starting on the effects the break-up had on you,” he continued, simply ignoring her glare.
Janeway crossed her arms.
“And I still have an ace up my sleeve.”
Pursing her lips, Janeway said: “Let me guess, the overcompensated protectiveness.”
The Doctor gave her a chipper smile.
“Very well,” Janeway muttered and turned around. Two days at a sunny beach didn’t sound that bad, but there was no reason to let him know that.
The further away Janeway got from the manipulative EMH, the better she liked the idea and by the time she was on the Bridge, she was actually looking forward to the mini-vacation – which of course had the effect that time seemed to slow down to a crawl.
After two endless hours in the captain’s chair, Janeway asked Harry over her shoulder to scan for temporal-anomalies.
As she turned back, Janeway saw Chakotay turning his head away from her. “Everything alright, Commander?”
He nodded. “Yes, Captain.”
A minute later Harry announced that there were no temporal-anomalies in the vicinity.
Janeway sighed and tapped her fingers on the armrest.
Chakotay leaned over. “May I make a suggestion?” He asked quietly.
“Mhm?”
“In your Ready Room?”
Janeway was all for that. Getting there and talking took time. “Tuvok, you have the Bridge.”
In her office, Janeway went straight to the Replicator. “Want some tea?” She asked Chakotay, who declined. Relaying her wish to the computer, Janeway turned to her First Officer. “What is it?”
“Do you remember your first date?”
Janeway laughed and took her cup, cradling it in both hands and inhaling deeply, before she turned back to Chakotay. “Oh yes,” she said and sipped from the coffee. “My mother likes to remind me that I was a pain in the ass.“
Chakotay’s smile had deepened as he looked at Janeway.
Realising what he was hinting at, she asked partly bewildered and partly amused: “Is it that bad?”
“If you are asking if you’re a pain in the – ass… of course not,” he answered. “Let’s just say, it’s very obvious that you are waiting for something, or rather someone.”
Janeway sighed. “That bad.”
“The finger-tapping and foot-swinging weren’t that bad. But asking for a temporal-anomaly?”
“It wouldn’t be the first one we encountered.”
Chakotay nodded thoughtfully. “But I’m sure it would be the first we detected because time didn’t seem to go fast enough.”
“Any suggestions?”
Without missing a beat, he said: “Stay here, work on some reports.”
“You’ve already given that some consideration,” Janeway stated.
He just smiled.
She moved down the platform and over to her desk. There was actually a small stack of PADDs.
“I took the liberty to prepare some for you.”
Janeway gave him a rueful look. “Something like a report on the plants in the Airponic Bay?”
Chakotay didn’t even try to hide the smile. “Not quite, Captain,” he replied. “But equally…“
“Dull?” She offered.
“Easy on the mind.”
With a sigh, Janeway sat down. “Well then, you have the Bridge, Commander, since I’m going to be busy.”
“Aye, Captain,” he said and went across the room.
“Chakotay?”
He stopped to face Janeway.
“Thank you.”
Chakotay smiled. “You’re welcome. Maybe you’ll repay me in kind. I remember being a pain in the ass.”
She laughed. “I’ll remember that.”
With a last grin he left.
*
Even the most boring reports keep your mind occupied for a while and finally it was time to leave. Janeway gave Chakotay instructions – which of course he didn’t need – and then left for her quarters to change into something more casual.
Once Janeway was in Cargo Bay 2, she realised that she still had half an hour left until the regeneration-cycle would stop. She was too early. Which explained why everyone on the Bridge had grinned fiendishly with ducked heads.
Janeway looked around the containers and shifted some of the lighter ones to make herself a comfortable seat, of course with clear view onto Seven in her alcove. What she had not in her view was the door as Janeway had not expected someone to come in here.
But just a couple of minutes before the cycle was supposed to end, the door opened. Since Janeway had no intention of getting into a possible lengthy conversation, she took the cowardly way out and ducked her head. The fact that she didn’t want to be found like a love-sick teenager might have been a factor as well. Janeway heard the steps of someone moving around the bay and that this someone was muttering under their breath.
After a moment Janeway started to feel a bit foolish for hiding, wondering what the person would think if they would find her by accident. She was just about to reveal herself, when the computer announced the end of the cycle.
Great, Janeway thought. Impeccable timing.
Seven opened her eyes and they seemed to zoom right onto Janeway. Seven stepped forward and down the platform and then turned to the left.
“B’Elanna Torres, state your intentions.” Seven put her hands behind her back.
B’Elanna?
“Could we… could we talk for a moment?”
“That is depending on the amount of time your moment is implying.”
“Oh come on, Seven,” B’Elanna said. “You can spare me a couple of minutes. Or are you going right back to your duties?”
“Time is a wasting.”
Janeway blinked in surprise. Where had Seven picked that one up?
“Alright,” B’Elanna said. “I know it’s none of my business… but it’s about the Captain, or rather about Kathryn.”
Janeway practically felt her eyebrows climb into her hairline.
“I’m not sure what made you break up with her, but you should talk to her. It’s killing her.”
“I am aware of the fact that I have caused her great… pain.”
“You are? That’s good to know, because seeing you standing there all composed I don’t get the feeling that you are.” B’Elanna’s voice got heated. “Damn it, Seven, why? I don’t get it. And I’m telling you, if I hadn’t promised her to leave you alone, I would have knocked your head off right in Sickbay!”
“Maybe you should keep your promises,” Janeway said coolly, stood up and went over to the two of them.
B’Elanna whirled around. “I promised you to leave her alone in the situation she was in and I did,” she said. “But knowing the ice-queen, she’s too proud to admit that she’s been wrong.”
Janeway crossed her arms. “You think she’s too proud to admit having made a mistake?”
“Kahless, no.” B’Elanna threw up her arms. “What I meant is that she… I just have a feeling that she doesn’t believe in second chances, not about something personal like this,” B’Elanna said. “Not when it comes to you.”
Janeway’s gaze moved from B’Elanna to Seven. “That’s the second time she’s spot on about you.”
The crested implant rose. “May I inquire to the first time?”
“The reason why you ended it or rather that nobody but you would understand it,” Janeway answered.
“You know?” B’Elanna asked bewildered. “But how?”
“My cycle was interrupted,” Seven replied and B’Elanna turned to her. “By then I had come to the conclusion that at least I owed the Captain an explanation. And you are right, B’Elanna Torres, I was not considering to get a… second chance. Quite the opposite.”
“But the Captain could talk you out of this crazy idea, right?”
“She could,” Janeway answered.
B’Elanna faced Janeway. “You could’ve told me, you know.”
“I had planned to. Then you had to cancel dinner, which is why I wanted to meet for lunch.”
“Oh,” B’Elanna said quietly and bit her cheek.
“I’m honestly not sure how I feel about this,” Janeway said to B’Elanna, who hung her head.
“Isn’t that what friends do?” Seven moved up behind B’Elanna and put a hand on her shoulder. “They help each other even if it feels like an intrusion?”
Two pair of eyes looked at Janeway, one of them cool blue, the other pair warm brown. Fire and ice.
“I had to try,” B’Elanna said softly. “The two of you just feel so… right together.”
Once more Janeway’s gaze moved up to Seven, who returned the look.
“Yes, we do,” Seven said.
A smile spread across Janeway’s face. “Yes, we do.”
“I’m out of trouble then?”
Janeway’s eyes shifted back to B’Elanna, the smile fading from her face. “Not quite yet,” she said and let her voice drop to a deep gravel. “You do know how I react to someone threatening the crew of this ship?”
B’Elanna’s eyes widened.
“Imagine someone daring to threaten my partner.”
B’Elanna swallowed.
“Add to that the fact, that according to the Doctor, I have developed an overcompensated protectiveness concerning Seven,” Janeway said and stepped right in front of B’Elanna.
It was interesting to observe the half-Klingon, who didn’t flinch when the ex-drone towered over her, hunch her shoulders as Janeway approached.
“So I guess you are lucky, that instead of having you thrown out of an airlock, I’m just cancelling lunch for tomorrow.”
B’Elanna held up both hands. “Not a problem.”
“As we have yet to make any plans, I see no reason why you should not have lunch together,” Seven said.
Janeway looked at Seven. She was sure she was not able to hide the fact that she had no intention of meeting anyone because she would be busy with Seven.
Seven cocked her head but before she could say anything, Janeway told her about the Doctor’s orders. “We have to be at the holodeck, where we will spent the next forty eight hours enjoying the sun at the beach. “ Among other things.
“We will undoubtedly be occupied with each other for an extended period of time,” Seven said. “B’Elanna could come to dinner as I am certain that we will need to recuperate before then.”
“Seven…” Janeway stared at her. “Why would you say that with B’Elanna being here?”
The implant above Seven’s eye moved up. “B’Elanna Torres has been in a relationship where she has been sexually active. I am certain she would have surmised as much without me stating the obvious.”
Janeway lowered her head in exasperation and rubbed her neck with one hand while B’Elanna groaned before she said that she had to leave now. Quickly she slipped out from between Janeway and Seven and hurried away.
Looking up at Seven, Janeway found her studying her closely.
“I do not understand why humans are so adamant about expressing their feelings, yet when it comes to sexuality all of a sudden it’s not appropriate to speak of it.”
Janeway inhaled deeply. “It’s not the speaking about it that makes me uncomfortable,” she said. “I’ve had plenty of conversations about sex. For me it’s who I’m talking to, and I guess B’Elanna is not that close yet.”
“I am sure that this is true in your case,” Seven said.
Janeway nodded. “In general you’re actually right. “Sex has been a taboo for far too long and it still shows.”
“It’s a rather hot topic.”
“Indeed,” Janeway said with a soft laugh. “And it’s a shame, because talking about sex is fun and even hot.”
Seven looked at Janeway inquiringly.
“Hot as in sexy,” Janeway said, then on an impulse added: “Let’s try something. We go to the holodeck and just talk about sex. Maybe for a couple of hours.”
Cocking her head, Seven asked: “Is there something particular that you have in mind?”
“Not yet.”
“Then I wish to choose the first topic.”
Janeway noticed the corner of Seven’s mouth lifting slightly. “Alright,” she said slowly, looking up again. “But not before we’re on the holodeck.”
Seven gave curt a nod. “As you wish.”
Janeway moved up to Seven. “I want to make sure that I’m able to act on any impulse I have.”
“You wanted to discuss sex, not act upon it,” Seven said.
“I might change my mind.”
“I’m tempted to prolong this particular subject,” Seven said. “But it might in fact lead to something you don’t want to talk about before we are on the holodeck.”
“Oh?”
Seven didn’t say anything and just looked pointedly above Janeway’s head to the door.
“You’re not going to tell me?”
“No.”
There were times when Janeway really appreciated Seven’s plain and simple answers, but right now wasn’t one of them.
“What do you have in mind?”
The implant above Seven’s eye rose imperiously. “You specifically wished not to start this conversation before we were at our destination. Why then would you ask me to tell you now?”
“Because I have a feeling that you have a certain topic in mind,” Janeway said. “And I’d like to know what it is.”
“You are aware of the fact that we could almost be on the holodeck by now,” Seven said. “Meaning your curiosity would be satisfied.” She cocked her head. “Or is this a case of you arguing for argument’s sake?”
Janeway gave Seven a mock glare.
“Persistence is futile, Captain,” Seven said. “You have taught me too well not to go against your orders.” The corner of her mouth lifted.
Pursing her lips, Janeway said nothing.
“Captain, I would rather be somewhere else where I don’t have to go against your wishes,” Seven said, her voice perceptively softer.
That melted all her resistance and Janeway held out a hand. “Let’s go then.”
Just by the look in her face, Janeway knew that there was some quick consideration going on, then Seven moved to Janeway’s left side, taking the opposite hand from the one she had offered and together they walked towards the door.
“I know there is a reason why you changed sides.” Janeway glanced at Seven. “Will you tell me?”
“Is it correct that couples often walk… hand in hand?”
“Yes.”
“If I were to walk on your other side, I would be compromising your strong hand in an emergency.”
Janeway stopped moving and pulled Seven to a halt as well. “I’ve never thought about that.”
Seven cocked her head and leaned closer. “You want to get Voyager back to the Alpha Quadrant. And as I have stated before, Captain, I will help you. And I do everything to keep you safe while you do.”
Janeway stared up at Seven and a smile started to spread across her face. Once again Janeway didn’t know how to express her amazement and she simply shook her head. Janeway squeezed Seven’s hand – which was the moment when Janeway realised that she would actually be compromising Seven’s right hand.
Lifting their joined hands up between them, Janeway looked sternly at Seven. “You will not keep me safe by risking yourself.”
“As opposed to you I am ambidextrous,” Seven said, her voice amiably. “And my left hand is even stronger than average.” She lifted said hand and flexed the fingers with the exoskeleton around them.
Janeway shifted her eyes from Seven’s hand to her eyes. “You have it all figured out,” Janeway said with a smile. “Haven’t you?”
“About this, yes. But there are a lot of subjects which continue to mystify me.”
The question was already on the tip of Janeway’s tongue when Seven lifted the crested implant.
“The holodeck, Captain?”
Janeway laughed softly. “You’re right,” she said. “Let’s get going.”
On their way Janeway and Seven met a few crewmembers. Most of them smiled and some even commented on being glad to see Seven back on her feet – common human behaviour, or at least to Janeway.
Seven on the other hand wasn’t quite used to it. As they came upon the first person, Seven tried to pull her hand back.
“Stop that please,” Janeway said through her teeth and tightened the grip on Seven’s hand, then smiled nicely as they passed the Ensign.
Just a bit further down the corridor was Crewman Celes, who actually stopped with a small smile. Of course Janeway stopped as well. Seven tried to take in her usual posture, but had to compromise since by then Janeway had a death-grip on her hand.
They exchanged some pleasantries with Crewman Celes and started to walk again.
“Please explain why you keep holding onto my hand even though you have said that you would not flaunt our relationship in front of the crew.”
“I will, if you tell me first if you know the difference between holding hands while clearly off duty and crawling all over you,” Janeway replied. “Which is what I actually said.”
There was an audible sigh from beside Janeway.
“Look Seven, the crew know we’re a couple, at least I believe they do. They would find it strange if I would let go of you, just because there is someone who could see us or actually has already seen us,” Janeway said. “And it’s a nice little exercise for the two of us and maybe even for the rest of the crew.”
“What are we exercising?”
“You getting used to the fact that I am able to decide for myself if I want to be seen holding your hand.” Janeway squeezed said hand to take the sting out of her words. “The crew and I will get used to me being a human and not some kind of superhuman – at least when I’m out of my uniform. And believe me, I need the exercise as much as you do.”
Seven gave Janeway a side-glance. “I wouldn’t have noticed.”
“You were just faster than I was,” Janeway said without looking at Seven.
Now Seven turned her head to Janeway. “Are you saying-“
“I’m not saying another word.” But Janeway gave Seven a bashful smile.
A couple of minutes later the two arrived at the holodeck. Janeway entered the program she had chosen into the control panel and then stepped in front of the door.
Janeway and Seven were greeted by a warm breeze and Janeway inhaled the salty air deeply. With a smile she looked at Seven. “Ready for our respite?”
Seven inclined her head. “I am if you are.”
“Oh yes, I am.” Janeway grasped Seven’s hand and pulled her with her through the door.
Fin (for now)
AN:
Well... that’s it for now. There is more to come but since I only begin publishing stories once they’re complete, I’m afraid I’ll have to ask for a little patience.
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