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A Moment Missed
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Category:
Star Trek › Voyager
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
4,375
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Star Trek: Voyager, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The Heat
The Heat
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Seven of Nine, formerly Tertiary Adjunct of Unimatrix 01, gasped for
breath as her wife B'Elanna Torres resumed having her fill of her. It
was her fourth serving.
"Be'nal.......please... I must rest.""No"No" B'Elanna mumbled around a mouth full of Seven.
"Yes" Seven demanded pulling her beautiful Klingon up from between
her legs, by her hair "I must regenerate."
"No" B'Elanna moaned "if we stop I may wake up from this dream" the
Klingon sobbed uncharacteristically.
"Dream?" Seven was honestly confused "Elaborate?"
B'Elanna rolled over on her back sighing at her rotten luck. She knew
she'd soon wake up next to Kathryn Janeway and have to keep her
secret vice a 'secret' once more in ther waking hours. "Yes Seven your
nothing but a dream. A rather tasty one, but a dream none the less."
"B'Elanna I assure you that I am not a sub-concious fantasy during
REM sleep" Seven sat up staring down at her wife worriedly. "Love are
you feeling well?"
"Yes. But I'd feel better if you'd make love to me" the Klingon
whined (also uncharacteristic).
"Yes Bang'wI" Seven said sweetly. And did so.
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1700 Hours
Seven strode purposefully into Sickbay.
"Computer activate-"
"Hello Seven how may I be of service" the EMH said coming out of his
office.
"Doctor" Seven stood at attention hands clasped behind her back,
unconcsiously falling back into the borg behavior she'd recently
adapted out of " I believe there is something wrong with my wife"
"How so Seven" the EMH said evenly.
"She is more.......amourous lately. She is also displaying sudden and
unexplained mood changes. She is more....emotional then she normally
is."
"She's a Klingon Seven she's always like that" the Doctor said in his
annoyingly off-hand manner.
The borg fixed him with a look that could melt glass "She
is....different. I have studied her before something is.....wrong."
"Well Seven I guess you know best. See if you can convince her
to 'visit' me later. I'll do some test"
"Thank you Doctor"
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1900 Hours
B'Elanna paced the unfamiliar quarters looking at various knicknacs
and holo-images wondering why she hadn't woken up yet. She studied a
holo-image of her self and Seven standing beneath a flowering arch.
She assumed it had been taken on the holodeck.
The hissing of the door opening brought her out of her daze. She
looked up the see Seven stride in with her usual demeanor. "B'Elanna
please accompany me to Sickbay. The doctor wishes to examine you"
Seven waited for her wife to argue with her. Her quick retort was
brought up short (hey that rhymes) when B'Elanna agreed with a shake
of her head.
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In Sickbay...
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"So this isn't a dream?" B'Elanna said unsure as her gaze flitted
between the Doctor and Seven of Nine.
"No Lt. it isn't. You are in the wrong reality" the doctor said
scanning her happily.
"Your positive" she glanced at Seven noticing the stricken look on
her face "There's no way you could be wrong?"
"Not a chance" the doctor happily assured her still scanning " Our
Lt. Torres is definitely not pregnant. You however are"
"Pregnant?" Seven choked out "By whom?"
"Kath- the Captain. I'm carrying the Captains daughter" B'Elanna
whispered.
"You do not love me?" Seven said honest hurt in her voice.
"No Seven I do , I do, I really do." B'Elanna rushed to say "but in
my apparent reality I'm married to the Captian. And your married to-"
B'Elanna broke off suddenly.
"To whom am I wedded B'Elanna" the borg demanded.
"Tom Paris" B'Elanna spat as if saying the name left a rather nasty
taste in her mouth.
She recieved no further statements from Seven as the borgs eyes
rolled back in her head and she collapsed, in a dead faint.
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Seven of Nine, formerly Tertiary Adjunct of Unimatrix 01, gasped for
breath as her wife B'Elanna Torres resumed having her fill of her. It
was her fourth serving.
"Be'nal.......please... I must rest.""No"No" B'Elanna mumbled around a mouth full of Seven.
"Yes" Seven demanded pulling her beautiful Klingon up from between
her legs, by her hair "I must regenerate."
"No" B'Elanna moaned "if we stop I may wake up from this dream" the
Klingon sobbed uncharacteristically.
"Dream?" Seven was honestly confused "Elaborate?"
B'Elanna rolled over on her back sighing at her rotten luck. She knew
she'd soon wake up next to Kathryn Janeway and have to keep her
secret vice a 'secret' once more in ther waking hours. "Yes Seven your
nothing but a dream. A rather tasty one, but a dream none the less."
"B'Elanna I assure you that I am not a sub-concious fantasy during
REM sleep" Seven sat up staring down at her wife worriedly. "Love are
you feeling well?"
"Yes. But I'd feel better if you'd make love to me" the Klingon
whined (also uncharacteristic).
"Yes Bang'wI" Seven said sweetly. And did so.
___________________________________________________________________
1700 Hours
Seven strode purposefully into Sickbay.
"Computer activate-"
"Hello Seven how may I be of service" the EMH said coming out of his
office.
"Doctor" Seven stood at attention hands clasped behind her back,
unconcsiously falling back into the borg behavior she'd recently
adapted out of " I believe there is something wrong with my wife"
"How so Seven" the EMH said evenly.
"She is more.......amourous lately. She is also displaying sudden and
unexplained mood changes. She is more....emotional then she normally
is."
"She's a Klingon Seven she's always like that" the Doctor said in his
annoyingly off-hand manner.
The borg fixed him with a look that could melt glass "She
is....different. I have studied her before something is.....wrong."
"Well Seven I guess you know best. See if you can convince her
to 'visit' me later. I'll do some test"
"Thank you Doctor"
__________________________________________________________________
1900 Hours
B'Elanna paced the unfamiliar quarters looking at various knicknacs
and holo-images wondering why she hadn't woken up yet. She studied a
holo-image of her self and Seven standing beneath a flowering arch.
She assumed it had been taken on the holodeck.
The hissing of the door opening brought her out of her daze. She
looked up the see Seven stride in with her usual demeanor. "B'Elanna
please accompany me to Sickbay. The doctor wishes to examine you"
Seven waited for her wife to argue with her. Her quick retort was
brought up short (hey that rhymes) when B'Elanna agreed with a shake
of her head.
______________
In Sickbay...
______________
"So this isn't a dream?" B'Elanna said unsure as her gaze flitted
between the Doctor and Seven of Nine.
"No Lt. it isn't. You are in the wrong reality" the doctor said
scanning her happily.
"Your positive" she glanced at Seven noticing the stricken look on
her face "There's no way you could be wrong?"
"Not a chance" the doctor happily assured her still scanning " Our
Lt. Torres is definitely not pregnant. You however are"
"Pregnant?" Seven choked out "By whom?"
"Kath- the Captain. I'm carrying the Captains daughter" B'Elanna
whispered.
"You do not love me?" Seven said honest hurt in her voice.
"No Seven I do , I do, I really do." B'Elanna rushed to say "but in
my apparent reality I'm married to the Captian. And your married to-"
B'Elanna broke off suddenly.
"To whom am I wedded B'Elanna" the borg demanded.
"Tom Paris" B'Elanna spat as if saying the name left a rather nasty
taste in her mouth.
She recieved no further statements from Seven as the borgs eyes
rolled back in her head and she collapsed, in a dead faint.
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