And A Child Shall Lead Them, Part VII (2)

He neared Sevens sleeping form and settled his gaze on her lovingly, his expression soft and intense. He watched her for a while longer before brushing his fingers softly along her cortical implant. A flash of fire erupted into her dreams, a man walking from within the flames. His face shrouded in the darkness, yet there was a familiarity about him, his identity escaping her. His face still remained in the shadows, Seven instinctively felt the heaviness of his aura and understood he meant no goodwill. The darkness exploded and she felt the pain-searing deep into the core of her soul, she screamed out in pain, her breath labored, and her voice desperately calling out to Kathryn.

Kathryn woke from her haze, her dream escaping, as she heard her name being desperately called. She reached out to Seven and gently shook her, the young women trembling violently in her arms. Her breath escaping in sobs, the searing pain of heat flashing through her body.

Kathryn in a small concerned voiced reached out to her in the darkness "Seven, darling wake up, it’s only a dream" her arms enfolding her protectively. Seven remained with her eyes closed the profound darkness inescapable, she reached out blindly seeking the comfort of Kathryn, her voice small and frightened "Kathryn, a short sob…"Kathryn" her shoulders shaking violently.

Kathryn in a firmer and stronger voice called out to her, the sound ebbing into the profound darkness and pulling Seven out "Seven, darling, wake up it’s me Kathryn" her voice concerned and protective. The darkness was lifted and warmness consumed her being, filling the emptiness and bringing her back home. Her eyes were large and dilated, the fear slowly departing as her sense returned to the present. She stared at Kathryn confused at first, then recognizing her, she relaxed in her arms, her shoulders trembling. Kathryn soothed and comforted Seven, constantly reminding her it was just a dream. Seven remained quiet against her and welcomed the comfort, her being finding its place with Kathryns.

"Hush my love" her hand gently stroking her head" It was only a dream" she gently removed herself from Seven to stare deeply into her eyes. Reassuring herself the young woman she loved so much was safe. "It was just a bad dream my love, do you want to talk about it" her voice soft and compassionate.

"I…I can’t seem to remember anything other than the pain" Her lower lips trembling slightly.

"What pain?" Kathryn concerned "Were you hurt in the dream?" her hand cradling Sevens chin gently, looking deeply into her eyes.

"No, there was a man, and I felt as if I knew him, yet I did not. Then there was darkness and I felt a burning pain through out me. I called for you Kathryn, I called for you"

Kathryn attempted not to be concerned, forcing her face to relax and become bland. "I see, well it was just a bad dream my love. You’re safe with me now" She gently lowered Seven and cradled her possessively in her arms. Holding her tightly and kissing the top of her head, her hands gently stroking her arms, she lulled her quietly back to sleep. Kathryn remained awake, her thoughts running wildly, the dream disturbing her more than it should have. There was sudden sense of foreboding present, the feeling chilling her. She moved the covers around their forms, the coldness seeping and not subsiding. After an hours' interlude of pensive thinking, she placed the thoughts aside and fell into a deep slumber, the dream returning.

Kathryn watched herself, walking through deck 19, a security team armed and flanking her on both sides. Tuvok taking point and leading the team. Her face was intense and determined, a frown creasing her smooth features. She could see by the deep stark gray of her eyes that she was angry, attempting to be in control. Her mouth tight and drawn, a phaser held leveled in her right hand. The ship was suddenly rocked violently, the force slamming her against the hull. She ignored the pain and continued onward. The team resuming their positions, she could hear rather then see the commotion ahead, a man screaming loudly, his voice stressed and fanatic. She continued forward in the direction of the sounds, the deck growing cold and dark. There was urgency in the air, her heart pounding wildly, and then she saw the outline of the man, his features dark and sullen, hidden within the shadows. Though there was a familiarity about him she was unable to establish his identity. She suddenly bolted upright awakening from the dream, her heart pounding deeply in her chest. She turned to Seven reassuring herself of her presence and that she was safe and secure. Finding the comfort of her body, she settled herself slowly beside her, her eyes examining every inch of her face. A concerned scowl crossing her classic features. She swallowed deeply and resigned to sleep again.

They woke to the soft voice of the computer, announcing the start of their morning shift. The dark effect of the lingering nightmare from the night before having subsided and forgotten. Seven found an easiness flowing in the room, as if some familiar presence had been there. Placing the odd sensation aside she turned and smiled adoringly to the reclining figure next to her. Kathryn, eyeing her intensely through dreamy laden eyes. She rose her weight on to her side and kissed Seven passionately, her boding shivering slightly from the building desire.

Their hands immediately began familiarizing themselves with each other as the passion continued to build. Their bodies were rediscovering the sensitive regions from the night before. Tongues and languid touches rising in unison as new discoveries increased their ardent desire. Until finally the ebbing of completion ensued and they remained intertwined, sweat glistening liberally over their bodies, evidence of their intense attention to one another.

Kathryn groaned, the thought of departing from the luscious form painful "You realize we're going to be late for this mornings shift?"

Seven hugging her more tightly and bringing her closer to her body. "Perhaps I should compose a note of excuse for you to turn into commander Chakotay"

Kathryn chuckled lightly "I'm sure he would be more than interested in knowing, why his Captain is so late for the beginning of the Alpha shift. Still I'd rather he not know the true nature" with that said she tapped commands into the terminal panel, alerting the bridge she would be late for the start of her duty. Rising out of the bed regrettably she pulled the young woman to her, her lean form molding to hers suggestively.

"Don't start, we're late already and I'm sure I'll be receiving enough innuendo's from Chakotay as is" she playfully pushed Seven away in the direction of the ensuite, removing an extra towel from the closet nearby. She turned the shower on and they both entered, selfishly taking the time to bathe each other, as their desire rose and caused a further delay to their duty shifts. Finally showered and dressed for their morning watch they parted company a lingering kissed between them, warming them to the core of their beings.

B'Elanna was pacing wildly in Astrometrics when Seven entered casually, her face warming at finding her friend.

'Well it's about time, you've kept me waiting for over an hour" her eyes assessing Seven accusingly and denoting the relaxed tones on her friends fine features, the sudden realization hitting her full force. "You got some didn't you?" her mouth screwing to a mocking grin.

Seven eyed her disdainfully, her left eyebrow rising harshly forcing her implant to nearly rise above her forehead. "I do not know to what you are referring too" her voice unable to hide the glee.

"Oh yes you do Borg, don't try that prissy act with me. You got some, You know you participated in, what's your favorite term for it? Oh yes how can I forget, non-reproductive copulation"

Seven smirked in distaste, finding B'Elannas words offensive to what she shared with Kathryn "If you are inquiring as to whether or not we made love, the answer is yes. I would prefer you not use the term of getting some when referring to me and the captain" her voice laced with sarcasm.

"Well isn't that rich coming from a Borg, who for months followed me around like some lab experiment taking notes on my non-reproductive copulation's with Tom". Raising her hand to quell Sevens next statement she continued. "That's quite all right no need to apologize, I forgive you. So tell me how was it?" her face glowing with anticipation.

Seven shook her head in disgust, noting how often her friendship with B'Elanna tended to be exasperating. She stared at her friend in awe, the concept of shame never entering the Klingons vocabulary. "You are incorrigible B'Elanna Torres, I often wonder how is it we became friends. However in answer to your question it was incredible. The research I complied in this subject matter was inefficient in describing the actual sensations associated to it" her face blushing significantly.

"That good huh? really I never would have imagined sex with another woman could be so earth shattering. Still I'll have to take your word for it. So tell me was she any good? Did she make you scream out Omega or what? Come on spill it, Borg, it's the least you could do after all I've done for you" B'Elanna eyeing her playfully.

Seven let out a long breath, smiling inwardly at her friend's colorful usage of language. "If you are referring to my having achieved orgasm, the answer is yes, nineteen times to be exact, the last five occurring this morning"

B'Elannas jaw dropped in place, shock stunning her momentarily, she snapped her mouth shut. "Are you telling me the Captain actually made you climax nineteen times and you never once faked it?"

"That is an accurate statement, what is it that you mean about faking, I do not believe I understand"

B'Elanna regretted her choice of words immediately, knowing this would sidetrack Seven from revealing more about her first sexual encounter. Kicking herself inwardly she decided to wrap it up quickly and return the subject back on track. "Well you know sometimes with a man, they don't always hit the right spot, and women pretend that they do so that the man won't feel bad about it"

"Indeed, well I can assure there was no pretending as to what Kath….I mean the Captain was able to provide. I believe she is an exceptional lover, though I have no accurate scale to compare this too. Have you ever found yourself faking it with Tom?" her question asked with honestly and curiosity not intending to offend her friend.

"That's not the point" the Klingon noticing the look of pity coming from Seven "Yeah, well alright I've faked it a few times, but then again men make love differently then women" B'Elanna steadily losing ground.

'Indeed how so? Is not the encounter to ensure that the proper level of climax is achieved between the two people participating in the act?"

B'Elanna wanted to bang her head against the hull, not wishing to get into an intense conversation regarding the sexual differences between similar and dissimilar partners. "Yes it is, but sex with a man is different, most men can't get it u_ _, I mean are unable to go nineteen times. Kahless it’s a wonder you can walk" the last rushed out in a huff.

""I see, well I can ensure it this not the case between Kathryn and myself. She is quite apt and skilled in this endeavor and I assure you any soreness I may be experiencing today was well worth the effort" smiling smugly at her friend.

"Has any one ever told you its impolite to brag? I can see you're going to be impossible to live with now that your gett…I mean sexual active now"

"I would like to point out it was you that started this conversation, however since it appears to be a sore point to you, I will cease it immediately" her smile growing more smug by the minute.

"Yeah, well it isn't polite to gloat either, you pretentious Borg"

"I will try to refrain from offending you any further Klingon. Now what is it that brings you to Astrometrics?"

B'Elanna conceded at not being able to derive specific details from Seven regarding her first experience with the captain. Still a touch of awe at Janeways sexual prowess lingered in the Klingons thoughts. Redefining her initial thoughts regarding the aloof Captain, a newfound respect growing for the commanding woman.

"I can't really say for sure, but I had this really weird feeling something was wrong. So I came to make sure everything was OK"

A brief shadow flickered across Sevens eyes and cleared, not going unnoticed by her perceptive friend. "Seven? Is everything all right? The Klingon prodding more gently now.

"I can't explain this, but last night I had a dream and it has left me with a certain amount of trepidation"

"How so" B'Elanna more concerned, grateful for following her instincts on checking in on Seven.

Seven proceeded to relate the events of her dream a sudden chill forming down the Klingons spine as she concluded the story.

"And you have no idea who the man was?"

"No, I was unable to see his face, yet I somehow sensed that I knew him"

"What did the Captain say?"

"She attempted to hide her concerns, but I can tell she was disturbed by it as well as I was. There was something else"

"What?" B'Elanna paying more attention to Sevens words.

"I believe Kathryn may have experienced a nightmare as well. After I fell asleep she remained awake for an hour before she fell asleep again. A short time later she awoke abruptly, I could sense she was disturbed, though I did not let her know I was aware. Still she remained several minutes watching me as I slept, before her body relaxed again and she fell asleep. I don't know how to explain this, but I believe my dream may have affected her as well."

"Did you mention any of this to her?"

"No, I did not know who to properly broach the subject"

"Yeah, well take my advice and talk to her as soon as you can. And for the record Seven, you'll find it better in the long run if you don't keep anything away from her. It's the first trap most people fall into and it can seriously damage a relationship. The Captain is fiercely loyal if not anything and if you expect to gain her trust and love then you better be able to confide in her."

Seven suddenly felt abashed, knowing the Klingon meant no offense. "You are correct B'Elanna, and thank you for being my friend" the words spoken sincerely.

"No problem Seven, that's what friends are for" The Klingon hugging her gently by the shoulders and reassuring her.

"I feel that I am rather hungry this morning, perhaps you will join me for breakfast in the Messhall?"

B'Elanna snorted rudely "Yeah, no doubt, after all of your extra curricular activity last night. At least I won't be getting any more complaints about the cold water running out anymore" ignoring the menacing glare shot back at her as she pulled Seven by the arm and the two exited Astrometrics in route to the Messhall.

Kathryn entered the bridge a slight swagger to her walk, her face still flush from her last encounter with Seven in the shower. Her mind kept returning to Sevens glorious body, the smile smugly displayed on her face. She crossed the bridge and sat in her command chair. Forcing the thoughts of her previous encounter from her mind as she attempted to focus to the duty on hand. Her hands flying across the terminal pad next to her ready chair, as she downloaded the morning's event.

Chakotay eyed her amusingly, realizing immediately Seven managed to achieve her goal. With no intention of letting it go he leaned in and whispered quietly.

"You're seeming rather chipper this morning" his smile crooked and teasing.

"Really, Commander I haven't noticed" Janeway attempting to be neutral and bland. Turning from her panel to eye him speculatively.

"I stand corrected, you seem to have a certain glow, it's rather becoming if you ask me" his eyes glistening with humor.

Janeway leaned in seductively and lowering her voice to a husky drawl she whispered breathlessly "You stand corrected again Chakotay. It's called the just laid look" She enjoyed the shock on her first officers face knowing he never would have expected such a graphic response from the usually professional captain. She rose from her chair having achieved her goal and immediately changed to her command voice, snapping "You have the conn, Commander" as she headed to her ready room.

Chakotay took several minutes to regain his composure before responding crisply "Aye, Captain" a bemused look of wonder crossing his brow.

Janeway sat in her chair and began downloading the recent mandates from Starfleet, B'Elanna downloaded to her terminal earlier in the Alpha shift. She opened the first communiqué, labeled top priority and for her eyes only. Holding her breath she began scanning the report, her face blanching at the implications listed. Her hand trembled slightly as she reread the last lines. Her heart beating quickly.

She tapped the comm panel and requested Tuvoks presence in her ready room. The Vulcan immediately responded to the summons.

The soft chime rang "Enter" Janeways voice betraying her emotions.

"Captain, you wanted to see me?" the Vulcan noting the trembling tone in his Captains' voice.

"Tuvok, I just received a communiqué from Starfleet, it concerns Seven. But before I go any further what I tell you remains strictly off the record and between us" her voice regaining control.

"There is no need for you to be concerned Captain, I have nor will I ever breech your confidence"

"I apologize my friend, My intent was not to indicate otherwise" Janeway admitting her slight indiscretion.

"There is no need for you to apologize Captain, I assure you I took no offense to your tone"

"It's just that this communiqué took me a little off guard I wasn't expecting it" she slid the pad across the table, for Tuvok to peruse.

A barely detectable frown creased his brow as he absorbed the data related in the communiqué. "Have they given you a reason as to this order" his voice flat and injecting no outward concern.

"No, like everything else lately they've repeatedly denied all of my request. How am I suppose to comply with this order" Her hand reflectively rubbing her frown as the familiar dull ache began to ensue.

"You must realize Captain, Starfleet is not aware of your personal relationship with Seven. They are simply exercising what they see as their rights within the command structure. Perhaps if you make them aware of your personal relationship with Seven the may rethink their latest request"

"That may be so, but just in case I want a little reassurance in case they don't. My friend I have no intention of handing Seven over to them like some sacrificial lamb. They've made absolutely no attempt at informing me of what their exact intentions are. I'm not handing her over so blindly, I care too much about her to do that and I could never live with myself if I did"

"Captain, we are eighteen months away from intercepting with the USS Enterprise, there is the possibility the orders could be rescinded by then"

"Somehow I don't believe for a moment they will be, I'm sorry Tuvok I lack your faith. I want you to know I have no intentions of following these orders. However it's not something I'm taking lightly nor do I wish to drag the crew into either. This is my personal battle and not the crews. Nonetheless I have to be prepared in the event that it does. For several months I've been devising a means of securing Sevens safety in the event it would come to this. However off the record I'm going to need your help. I don't want to involve anyone else in this. I'm asking as your friend Tuvok not your Captain, if you choose not to accept I want you to know I understand. I realize it’s a lot to ask from you. However in the evident you are unable to assist me I'm asking you not to betray my confidence"

Tuvok breathed in deeply his answer already made before Kathryn completed her request. "You have my word as a Vulcan and as your friend I will do anything under my power to assist you" his face impassive yet warm, the years of friendship and respect he held for this formidable woman far outweighing the consequences. In addition there was his personal fondness for the young Borg and his logical mind was quick to assess she was in imminent danger.

Janeways face softened immediately, her feelings unconcealed and detectable by her dear friend. "I thank you my old friend. I can't convey to you enough what this means to me." With little trepidation she continued knowing her friend would never defy her confidence.

"For some time now I've had the doctor working on a bio masking matrix to be introduced into Sevens nanoprobes. It will enable her bio signs to go undetected and impervious to any of Starfleets scans. In effect I intend to fake her death on an away mission, which you will be in charge of, your official report will indicate her death was such, that she could only be identified by the remains of her left enhanced Borg hand. The doctor kept the replicated implant after her encounter with Michael. I've already selected a section on Voyager that I will deem off limits in the months to come, in which she will be sequestered. She will remain there until we reach the Alpha quadrant. Through a series of encoded communiqués I've contacted my sister Phoebe and she has secured a means of transportation as well as a safe heaven for Seven. I intend to move her there at an agreed predetermined time and location. When the time comes I will require your assistance again in masking the transporter signatures so I can have her beamed safely aboard without the bridge becoming aware. I intend to resign my commission on my return and after a given amount of time I will be reunited with Seven" Her carefully thought out plan laid out before her friend.

The Vulcan eyed her appreciatively, fascinated by Janeways thought process and admiring her tenacity and tactical abilities "I believe your plan is both logical and well conceived. You have my word that I will assist you and Seven when the time comes. However there is a slight flaw, one which may not has occurred to you"

"Please continue"

"You failed to have considered the doctor, there is no doubt that Starfleet will be intrigued with his matrix and proceed to remove it from Voyagers database. The information regarding your plan will be present and available. In short Starfleet will become aware of your plan"

"I've already thought of that, the doctor has agreed to having that portion of his matrix eradicated. He has already downloaded the sequence into his matrix, the moment Seven is officially logged as deceased, the program will begin a complex algorithm based on Borg programming that will delete the entire databank from his matrix. The Borg algorithm has a complex virus that will render the data unsalvageable in the event an attempt is made to recover it"

The Vulcan raised his eyebrow in approval, realizing he should have known Janeway better. "Have you informed Seven of Nine of your plan?"

Janeway sucked in a deep breath, Tuvok immediately aware her plan had a flaw after all. "No, I can't say that I have, to be honest I haven't told her of anything. I guess I was hoping it wouldn't to come to this, however today's events have radically changed that. I can't say I'm looking forward to this at all, I'm uncertain on how she may perceive this. For all intents and purposes I've lied to her in some way by keeping her in the dark. I'm hoping she'll be able to forgive me and see my point of view. There was very little I could do, I was never expecting my obligation to Starfleet or my command to come between us so soon in our relationship"

The Vulcan considered her statement carefully before responding "I would assume there may be some level of emotional reaction from her. I have noted since her encounter with the beings Seven of Nine" proceeding carefully "has developed a more human aspect to her personality. It is logically to conclude her emotional aspect will supercede her logical thinking. I find it will not be easy task for you"

Janeway chuckled nervously, not exactly refuting Tuvoks interpretation "I would never think it to be anything other than difficult. Still I hope that the bond we've managed to form thus far is strong enough to guide us through this"

"Am I correct in assuming your relationship has reached a higher understanding?" The Vulcan painfully honest and cutting to the heart of the matter.

"Yes, I guess that's a polite way of putting it. If what you're asking is whether our relationship has escalated to a more physical level that is"

"That is exactly what I meant, my intent is not to embarrass you. However I have noticed among humans that once a physical bond is formed the parties involved are more prone to experience uncontrolled and illogical emotional behavior"

"Your point is well taken, still I have confidence we're above that. To some degree I'm grateful we didn't rush into anything and took the time to know each other properly" her voice inflecting her uncertainty.

"I have confidence that your plan will work, it is now up to you as to whether or not you will be able to convince Seven of Nine of it"

"I think considering everything, that may be the hardest obstacle for me to cross. Still I can think of no other way in providing her protection. There is one other thing"

"Captain?" the Vulcan wondering how further complex this situation can become.

"I intend to ask her to marry me. In the event that something should go wrong I want her to have full rights as my wife. It will also grant her a form of legal sanctuary as a member of my family. My mother and sister are already in accordance with this and intend to defend her in the event if I am unable to do so. I want you to stand as my witness old friend, I couldn't think of anyone else I would want by my side"

Tuvok raised his eyebrow, a Vulcan signal of shock as well as approval of Janeways singular method of covering all of her bases. "I would be honored to stand with you. However perhaps you are being a bit premature, Seven is yet to accept your offer"

Janeways eyes twinkled, the rise to a challenge edging her on "Have faith my friend I assure you resistance is futile on her part. She will comply and become my wife. I intend to have the doctor perform the ceremony, he's allowed to under Starfleets bylaws"

"It will be intriguing if not interesting to say the least. If that is all Captain, with your permission I will take leave now and return to my duties"

" Permission granted, I think I've burden you enough for now old friend and again I thank you for always being there for me"

"It is has always been an honor to serve under you. I hope that some day after our return to the Alpha quadrant you and Seven will visit with me and my family, as I already consider you both a part of my unit"

Janeway rose from her chair and rubbing Tuvoks forearm gently she responded, a warm glow present in her eyes' "It is I who is honored and we also consider you a part of our family" her words indicating a bonding with Seven as the only acceptable truth.

Tapping her comm badge on her left breast, she swallowed deeply not intending to let the matter fester any further and wanting to bring closure to the task at hand. "Janeway to Seven"

Seven was working intently on the slipstream calculations with B'Elanna, the summons startling her momentarily.

"Seven, here Captain" her heart racing slightly at the sound of her lovers voice.

"Seven, please meet me in my quarters at the end of your duty shift, Janeway out" not caring if anyone was within earshot to hear the slight break in protocol.

B'Elanna eyed her speculatively, a glint reminiscent of another round of teasing forming in her dark eyes "Well Seven, I'd say you have another command performance for this evening" The Klingon chuckling loudly at Sevens obvious discomfort and elbowing her gently in the ribs.

Seven sighed inwardly, silently chastising Kathryn for her slight indiscretion, the result giving B'Elanna enough fuel to torture her for the rest of their duty shift. "It would appear so" her voice flat and emotionless.

"Yeah it appears you've created quite a little monster there. You're a regular little sex kitten" her laughter forming deeper and shaking her shoulders.

"B'Elanna Torres, please try to focus on the task at hand and refrain from commenting on my private affairs. I do not see how any of this is of a concern to you"

"Yeah sure anything you say" The Klingon giggled sheepishly "Anyway what are your plans for tomorrow" sobering quickly her eyes glinting with mischief.

Seven noticed the immediate gleam in her friends eyes and knew she was headed for trouble "Why what do you have in mind?" her tone conveying her suspicion.

"Well, I have it on good information Tom is sitting on a treasure trove of ration chips, along with Ayala, Neelix and Gaines. I was thinking of your previous offer regarding restoring my lost replicator rations. Anyway I've arranged for us to meet in my quarters for a friendly game of Blackjack. So bring your replicator chips, the game starts promptly at 2100 hours and don't be late"

"I will not be late and remember your promise to me. We are to be equals in this partnership"

"Of course we are I wouldn't have it any other way" the Klingon rubbing her hands together in her anticipation for the upcoming event.

Chakotay was sitting on the bridge focusing intently on the pad in front of him. Through his peripheral vision he thought he detected someone passing near him, the shadow passing quickly. Distracted he raised his vision to where the figure should have been positioned, only to find the space empty. He searched the bridge and noticed everyone was sitting in his or her prospective stations. Pushing the incident aside he returned his attention back to his work. He continued working when a ringing tone sounded in his left ear. He covered it with his finger and shook it attempting to relieve the building air trapped in the canal.

He succeeded in popping his ear and heard some one call him. The trapped air distorted his hearing and he was unable to recognize the voice. Looking up puzzled he spoke to no one in particular "Did some one call me?" his face quizzical.

Each bridge member lifted their heads from their stations and responded silently to his request. Tom voicing the obvious "No Commander"

He shook his head and continued working until he was distracted again, this time hearing his name whispered into his ear "Chakotay, no one else can hear me" the tone sounding familiar. He mentally conditioned his mind to respond silently "Father?"

"I am hear my son with you" his voice distorting and not quite the same as Chakotay remembered.

Chakotay suddenly straightened become attentive to the spirit of his departed father "Is that you? Why are you here?" his inner voice continuing the silent communication. The realization that his fathers spirit wished only for him to hear.

"I have come to warn you my son of a grave danger" the voice distorting in and out of synchronization.

"Warn me against what?" The hairs on the back of his neck standing on edge an uncomfortable feeling settling in the pit of his stomach.

"I will come to you tonight my son, you must go on a vision quest and come to me?" the distorted voice pleading.

"I will do as you request" his body tense with the implications, the fact that his fathers spirit contacted him without a vision quest, relevant in its importance.

"You will not be disappointed my son" the voice distorting completely and the resonance of multiple voices appearing.

Chakotay momentarily shook his head, the distorted voices filling his head and expanding. The voices cleared and he quickly accessed his panel, noting an hour remained for the completion of his duty shift and wanting anxiously to retreat to his quarters. The preparation for his vision quest requiring time and meticulous procedures in order to embark on successfully.

Kathryn was in her quarters dressed in a black slinky dress and slipping her shoes on while simultaneously putting an earring in place. Her mind running the method of approaching Seven regarding her plans pertaining to Starfleet. While her stomach filled with butterflies on her impending proposal to Seven. She attempted to quell the jumpy feeling in her stomach as she searched frantically for a small box she placed somewhere earlier and was now at a loss as to where she placed it.

The door chime rang softly and she failed to answer it immediately, as she quickly scanned the living room searching for the elusive box. She found it sitting on the table next to the marble statue Seven presented her with the evening before. Expelling a sigh of relief she crossed the span and reached for the box, the door chime sounded for the second time.

"Enter" as she quickly hid the box behind her back.

Seven entered her quarters, dressed in a long sleeved white cotton blouse and form fitting black slacks. Kathryn merely stared at her, entranced as always by her magnificent appearance. It suddenly occurred to Kathryn, Seven would appear desirable no matter what choice of attire she wore. Her breath caught in her throat as she eyed her admiringly.

Seven tilted her head, detecting the nervousness in Kathryn's behavior amused she crossed the room and reached out to her. Holding her firmly in her arms she kissed her gently, her mouth warm and sweet, exciting Kathryn immediately. After a long moment Seven drew herself away and eyed her questionably, Kathryn attempting to regain her composure.

"You are attempting to hide something from me, I am able to detect it in your demeanor"

Shaking herself from the intensity of Sevens kiss she responded a little too quickly and defensively 'I am not" upset she would allow her emotions to be so easily detected by the young woman.

Seven merely smiled in amusement, Kathryns' evident defensive tone assuring the Borg she hit the mark precisely. "As you wish" her eyes letting Kathryn know she was not the least bit fooled.

'You really think you know me don't you?" her tone less defense now and attempting to regain the lost ground.

"I have no intention of arguing this point with you. You are far too stubborn to admit your own defeat" her smile teasing and challenging, knowing full well Kathryn would not let this one pass by.

"I swear you are the most infuriating woman I have ever met. I often wonder why I fell in love with you in the first place, You are argumentative and abrupt to say the least" Noticing the smug grin on her lovers face.

"It is because you are small and unable to resist my obvious superiority and charm. I don not know why you continue to expend a considerable amount of energy in refuting this fact" Seven immediately capturing Kathryn in her arms and kissing her deeply, avoiding the playful swipe aimed at her.

Kathryn moaned as Seven ravished her completely with a mere kiss, her body growing weak in her arms. They parted gently and Seven held her close to her heart, the breathing returning too normal. "It’s a good thing you're a good kisser, otherwise I'd return you back to the collective" Kathryn determined to have the last say.

"I am glad you find me acceptable since I intend to spend the rest of my life proving it too you" her eyes warming and settling deeply into Kathryns soul. "I love you, Kathryn" her mouth capturing Kathryns again and kissing her thoroughly.

Kathryn pushed herself away with great difficulty, determined to resolve the problems on hand and not wanting to be distracted by Sevens amorous attentiveness.

"Really darling, there is something I wish to speak with you, before we continue any further. I'm not sure how to say this, so I guess I better start at the beginning. I think you may need to sit down for this" She moved Seven to the sofa and settled next to her. Her mind suddenly unable to process her earlier plan. With great difficulty she relayed her story from the beginning to he end.

Sevens fine features flexed and distorted as Kathryn related the problems stemming from Starfleets original mandates and ending with their request that Kathryns hand her over to Captain Picard once Voyager rendezvous with the USS Enterprise. Finally concluding with Kathryn's plan and assistance offered from the Doctor, her sister Phoebe and Lt. Commander Tuvok.

"I see" her voice small and wavering.

Kathryns heart clenched as she detected the hurt in Sevens voice "Darling please understand, I have no intention of following those orders. The only reason why I didn't inform you sooner is because I was hoping for a desirable outcome. However now that the exact nature of their intentions is clear. I had to devise a plan in order to protect you. You are my soul my love and I'll do anything in my power to protect you"

"But you have known of this for quite some time, why did you not speak of this to me sooner?"

"Darling understand, I just couldn't, not without violating protocol and my command"

Seven stared at her in disbelief, unable to imagine she would consider anything other than Kathryns best interest regardless of protocol. The emotions running wildly in her expressions, she noticed the pained expression on Kathryn's face, her heart breaking. "And now? What is difference between then and now. How could you have not told me of this sooner? I would never have kept something like this from you. You had no right to keep me in this from me" she spat accusingly her voice strained with evident hurt.

"I…I wish I had a way of making you understand. My intent was to protect you not hurt you. How could I possibly involve you in something I had no answers to at the time. I needed the time to access the situation properly, my desire to protect you has broken every rule within my command structure. With great consequences to my family and friends I have involved them in matters that can have severe repercussions for them. I wasn't thinking rationally Seven, I was only thinking of you in finding a way to protect you. If my actions have hurt you in anyway then I can only beg for your forgiveness. But know this, I have come to love you and place you above all I hold sacred. If I have to go to prison or die in securing your safety than so be it. But regardless of how you may feel right now there is no other way, believe me I wish there was" her voice constricting a light moisture brimming her eyes.

Seven swallowed deeply her logical mind reasserting itself and taking possession of her emotional state. Her heart reaching out to Kathryns heartfelt plead "Very well" her voice firm and authoritative "I accept your apology and I will concede to you this time. However Kathryn, make no mistake if you wish to continue this relationship with me. You will cease in making decisions for me without my approval or knowledge. I have been severed from the collective for four years and have since embraced my humanity and I am quite capable of making my own decisions. I will not be treated as a mere drone to act on your beck and call. I expect that you treat me with respect and give to me that which I give to you. I will accept nothing less from you and expect that you not make the same mistake again"

Kathryn flinched slightly, then expelled a sigh of relief, her mind immediately taking Sevens words to heart. Mentally conceding to her and realizing it was the least she could do. She knelt in front of Seven, tossing caution to the wind and locking onto her eyes she allowed a wealth of emotions expressed in their deep blue depths. "Seven my love, on that you have my word. I promise you with all that I am I will not take you for granted" Her hand reaching out and caressing Sevens face.

She swallowed deeply a lump suddenly forming in her throat "There is something else I wish to discuss with you" her eyes scanning Sevens and awaiting her response. A dark shadow flashed across their ice blue composure before clearing again.

Kathryn nodded her head in ascent "I assure you my love, I don't think this will alarm you at least I hope that it doesn't"

"I see, you may proceed" Seven intent on making her squirm a while longer, the gold and silver hue glowing in the warmth of the light.

Kathryn was momentarily captivated by Sevens beauty and almost forgot her next words. Reining in her thoughts she continued tentatively "Seven of Nine, former human designation Annika Hansen. Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"

Sevens jaw dropped, not expecting this turn of events at all. She found she was unable to respond, completely at a loss for words. Kathryn stared at her intently awaiting her response, after several aggravating minutes. Her impatience getting the best of her, she quirked her mouth in distaste "Are you going to answer me sometime soon or are you planning on letting me squirm a little longer?" her tone cutting through and letting Seven know she was aware of her previous intentions.

Seven snapped her mouth shut and blinking cleared the numbness that formulated in her edict mind. She stared in disbelief and realizing Kathryn was serious swallowed deeply before responding " Yes" the only word he was able to form, her extensive vocabulary escaping her.

Kathryn chuckled lightly, having realized she threw Seven off her game with her sudden proposal. Removing a delicate blue diamond sapphire ring from the little box, she slipped it on Sevens ring finger "It's customary to offer a symbol of commitment. This is known as an engagement ring and it belonged to my grandmother on my father's side. With all my love I commit myself only to you and offer you this symbol as a testament of my undying love"

Seven regained her senses and held her left hand in her right, admiring the delicate ring, standing proudly among her Borg implant. She pulled Kathryn onto her lap and kissed her passionately the entire essence of her being injected into it. Kathryn shivered slightly against the warm body enfolding her, her soul finding its touchstone and knowing she would always be grounded. She pulled herself away and smiled warmly, her eyes conveying every ounce of love.

"I love you Annika Hansen"

"I love you Kathryn Janeway and commit my life to loving only you" She reached down and kissed her again, deeply and intensely. The result leading them to the bedroom as they removed their clothing and fell happily into bed.

Chakotay sat in his quarters the warm glow of a candle bathing his features. The distant sound of ceremonial drums beating softly in the background. He sat crossed leg and completely naked, a sheen of sweat covering his form. There was a melody of objects sitting in front of him, each representing one of nature's natural elements. There were ancient tribal symbols, carefully drawn in sand and stone before him, the heat rising from the heating stones and engulfing him. He held the familiar of his spirit guide in his hands, his fingers stroking the object, as he chanted his prayer asking for his spirit guide to help him.

His spirit floated upwards as his consciousness left his physical form, projecting him to familiar surroundings, his father materializing and beckoning for him to follow. He drew closer and gazed upon the spirit of his father. The animal sounds and natural noises of the lush forest silent. Chakotay felt a sudden awkwardness one he never experienced before during his journeys to the birthplace of his ancestors. His father's image kept beckoning to him, never once speaking, motioning with his hand for him to follow.

He continued following the retreating figure a sense of desperation consuming him. He broke into a run and found himself in a clearing. His father's image disappearing, he stood silently observing his surroundings, his vision turning upward towards the sky. A sudden brilliant light emerged as if the sun was falling from the sky, the glow bathing him in its after mass. He held his hand above his eyes, a poor attempt at masking the intensity of the glow. Standing in the clearing with him a jackal appeared, his coat slick and dark and his eyes warm and trusting. He viewed Chakotay with intensity and curiosity, sitting cautiously in place.

Chakotay viewed the animal with curiosity, understanding the spirit of this animal will become his guide into this journey. He allowed the animals intense scrutiny before approaching him. He slowly covered the distance between them, the animal panting heavily, his tongue lolling from the side of his mouth. As Chakotay neared the animal opened and closed his jaws several times licking his chops. The animal stood and in an agile sprint crossed the rest of the distance between them. He suddenly leaped into the air without warning and impacted against Chakotays chest, the force slamming him to the ground. The animal remained reclined on his chest, as sudden images burst into Chakotays mind, a sudden realization of understanding crossing his features.

He watched as the images folded and unfolded before him, the image of a small child with strawberry blonde curls running happily through a field, her image growing into womanhood as she approached him. He could see the darkness of her eyes, dark blue spheres distorted into an evil leer and he recognized her intentions. He watched as the destruction of whole worlds imploded behind her. The images of familiar planets from the Alpha quadrant appearing and exploding into violent burst flames. The raging fires licking lovingly around her form encasing her in a lover's embrace. Her body remained unscathed from the burning flames, as she reveled in the destruction behind her.

He felt a deep chill creep into his soul, the distorted voice whispering softly in his ear. He awoke from the vision, the weight of the animal on his chest. In a state of agitation he attempted to rise, the weight of the beast holding him in place, the animal turned and licked him softly, his fears subsiding. Chakotay stared into its eyes and understood what he must do, he awoke from his quest. A startled cry escaping his lips, he frowned deeply and ingested the meaning of his quest. A sudden awareness dawned on him as the retreating voices disappeared, a stern look of determination crossed his features, his eyes darkening with intensity.