Fan Fiction(I do don't write the Fan Fiction that I post)

[B'Elanna14]

�Home�

by star angel

E-mail: [email protected]

Rating: G

Disclaimer: Even though the show is now over (sniff), the characters all belong to

Paramount.

Feedback: Heck yes!

Summary: Coda to �Endgame�. 23 years after voyager�s return, Tom reminisces about

their return and how his daughter turned out.





I remember the day she was born like it was yesterday. Feeling the mutual awe of seeing earth again after what seemed like a lifetime and hearing my baby�s cry, feeling the neverending love a father has for his child...it was pretty overwhelming, especially after seeing dad up close on the viewscreen, knowing that he was just a few lightyears away instead of thirty thousand. If somebody had told me seven years ago that I�d be glad, excited even to see the admiral again, I would�ve laughed in their face.



But looking back at all those years with him following our miracle of a return trip, I can�t help but thank whatever higher power that we were able to make peace in our lifetimes. B�elanna still hasn�t been able to heal all wounds between her and her parents. I can�t honestly say that she was ever really able to forgive her father, there was always tension when they were around each other and the bitterness and harshness of their arguments were soul-crushing at times. But she still loved him, through all of it and cried in my arms all night when he passed away. Now, she says that she can feel both of her parents with her, she still talks to them, lets herself remember them, still sees them in her dreams.



Family. Yes, my father and mother and sisters and everyone else part of the Paris bunch will always be in my heart, will always be family. But what I had on Voyager, what I shared with my crewmates, it�s a special bond that remains unbroken to this day. When I revisit the old ship, now a shell for replicas and memories, as I touch the old bulkheads, I can close my eyes and...for a moment...it�s 23 years ago, I�m just on my way to the messhall for one of Neelix�s newest concoctions. I see familiar faces nodding to me as they pass by. I hear the cheerful banter of the diners and the warmth of emanating from the galley. The ship was warm. The ship was home.



It was never Voyager itself really, but the crew. It was never easy, all alone out there. We had no choice but to turn to each other. It�s rare that a starship crew gets so close, even rarer when the crew is made up of people who hate each other. But after a while, the lines between maquis and Starfleet, shipmates and friends were blurred and ultimately disappeared leaving a bittersweet nostalgia in their wake. After a while, your co-workers become your partners, your subordinates, your friends. Loyalty and honour are instilled in every person and the closeness is unbelievable. That was my home, it always will be my true home.



That was the hardest thing for all of us, I think. We�d gotten so intent on getting home that we hadn�t thought beyond that. We hadn�t realized that the homecoming would also have to mean goodbye. So many tears were shed that day. Our friends and family from across the Alpha Quadrant came to greet us, we were all held by someone dear who�d we�d thought would be lost for a long time to come. That was the only time I ever remember the Admiral crying.



He was one of the first to greet the senior staff at the launching pad, along with many other Starfleet officials. They shook our hands, gave us our commendations and medals. Somehow, I�d ended up at the end of the line as had dad. He came up to me and we faced each other rigidly for a few seconds, spectators looking on worriedly. I was still in shock from the preceding events and couldn�t handle the look in his eyes. After a few moments, my composure broke and it all came down on me suddenly. We were home, it was all over, it was all just beginning. The next thing I remember is being pulled into a pair of strong arms, towards a man crying just as hard as I was.



According to Starfleet regulation, the following days were supposed to be filled with debriefings and many other standard procedures. Red tape�s a bitch, even in the 24th century. But, given the circumstances, it was postponed until the next day. I spent most of that first day home in Sickbay, enjoying my new family.



I can still remember the Admiral�s face as he saw Miral for the first time. My beautiful daughter washed all hardness from his face the instant she was shown to him. He looked so much younger right then. He told me once that the sight of me holding my wife, our daughter in her arms, had awakened a warmth in him he�d thought dead long ago. That�s my girl, my miracle-worker. Conceived against all odds, born between quadrants during a borg attack, helping her old dad win the betting pool...she screamed her little lungs out for all they were worth all the next day and night. She definitely has Klingon in her. She was going to be a handful, I could tell. As beautiful as her mother, vibrant as her captain, stubborn as her father, strong, fiery...B�elanna had once been afraid I�d leave her because living with two Klingons would be a challenge. The truth is, I wouldn�t exchange those two for anything in the world. They�re precious, they�re all that matters.



She considers herself a member of the original Voyager crew even if she was only on the ship for a few moments. A very spiritual young lady, she believes that she is not only a child of her parents but of the entire crew. That each loving presence contributed to her being and Voyager�s spirit would live on in our family. I think she�s gone on one vision quest too many. That was my response when she told me. She and her mother responded by giving me simultaneous whacks on the shoulders.



B�elanna was so proud of Miral when our baby graduated from Starfleet Academy. At the top of her class and ambitious as hell, our girl found herself a place on a starship almost right away, all on her own. They never cry, either of them, but I could tell both mother and daughter wanted to the day Miral left on her first mission. Hugs and gentle words were exchanged between the three of us and, as she waved goodbye from the airlock, I experienced the same feeling I�d gotten when Voyager had arrived home. It was an end and a beginning and my pride and joy was faced with a numb pain in my stomach. I realized only then that she wasn�t my baby anymore.



I�m glad it hit me then instead of now because I doubt that she would�ve liked to see her old man have a fit during her engagement party. It really is a great celebration, a lot of the old crew are hear along with some of her current crewmates and old friends from the Academy. All of the Paris family is here as well as a few important Starfleet officers. She�s only an ensign and has already managed to charm her way up the Federation hierarchy. She gets it from her father.



B�elanna went to get some punch and everyone else is mingling so I�m alone in a corner for now, free to observe my little miracle from my quiet corner. She�s grown up to be a beautiful lady. She�s always had this life inside of her that has made her so pleasant to be around. Her presence just makes everyone instantly comfortable and content. In a few minutes, she has everyone laughing and talking like they were old friends. She�ll make a great captain someday. She�s standing in the center of the room next to her fiance, a very charming Betazoid (of course, not nearly good enough for her but she�d break my legs if I objected. Besides, he makes her happy) I never would�ve have expected Miral to marry a Betazoid. She may be three parts human but has always been very close to her Klingon heritage, taking an immediate interest in the language, performing all the rituals, upholding all the rules and principles and somehow managing to integrate it all into her everyday life. She�s not perfect but I have to keep reminding myself of that.



Anyway, this should be a very interesting union. She�s a very passionate person and Zean�s sensitive, wise beyond his years. She�s not very patient and he�s going to be picking up her emotions constantly. But if anyone can make it work, my baby can.



There�s surrounded by friends, chatting happily. But she stands out, she�s by far the most radiant person here, besides her mother of course. She�s spotted me somehow, seeing me through the shadows of my private corner. Her lips turn up in a smirk and she makes her way over to me. She puts her arms around me and gives me a kiss on the cheek.



-"Come dance with me daddy." She whispers in my ear. My heart skips a beat, she hasn�t called me daddy since she was a little girl.



-"But there�s no music, baby." I chuckle.



Her smile grows as she pulls me closer and starts swaying to an imaginary beat. I haven�t called her baby in a long time.



-"I still am, you know. In my heart." she assures me.



-"I know." I sigh. She�s so precious.



We sway slightly again and all eyes are on us, smiling tenderly at us. I look up to see my wife by the buffet, her arms crossed in her classic stance, her smirk fixed on her face, her eyes conveying more love than I�ve ever known in any other woman. I smile at her, the same one I gave her when we were first dating. She blushes and chuckles slightly. As I feel the warmth of my wife�s look on me, the warmth of my daughter�s breath on my neck, the presence of my family around us, I know I�m home.

I hope you like it. I got this from http://dqcafe.tripod.com/home.htm

[B'Elanna14]

Romeo
By Jamie ([email protected])
Rated G
Fic Finished - March 26, 1999
Disclaimer: All Star Trek related things are the property of Paramount. No copyright infringement intended. I'm just playing with their stuff.




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Little Naomi walked down the corridoors of the U.S.S. Voyager in confusion. She had been noticing over half the crew behaving very strangly this morning, and she was going to find out why!
When she walked into the messhall she scanned all of the faces until she came across the one she wanted. Unfortunatly, somebody was already occupying the seat across from her. She waited patiently until Harry Kim got up and excused himself from the table. As she slid into the seat across from Seven of Nine, she noticed that she was quite flustered. "Seven?", Naomi asked. Seven of Nine stared back in confusion. "Seven, what's wrong?", Naomi tried again. "Ensign Kim has.. asked me to be his Valentine.. for Valentine's Day", she finally replied. "What's Valentine's Day?" Naomi asked her, returning the confused look she had received. Seven stated bluntly, "It is an irrelevant Holiday in which Humans indulge in various love rituals". "Oh..", said Naomi letting it sink in. "You mean, it's a special day where people tell somebody I love you?", Naomi said smiling. "Correct", said Seven.


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As Kathryn Janeway sat at her desk, she thought about the Valentine's Days that her and Mark had spent together.. and those that her and Chakotay, hadn't.. She let her mind sail through the memories of the picnics her and Mark had gone on each year to celebrate. When her door chimed she was startled. "Come In", she said, her voice sounding harsh. Chakotay walked in, "Am I disturbing you?". "No, I'm sorry, I was just.. thinking", she said while drifting back into thought. But when Chakotay started to speak she was pulled back into reality, "Neelix wanted me to tell you that he's throwing a Valentine's Day party tonight and he would be very pleased if you would join in the festivities", Chakotay said expecting to hear her plans of working all night. But instead, she replied, "Tell him I would be more than happy to go", she thought it would be better for her to make some new memories.. than go back through old ones. "Well I guess I'll see you there then", he said as he walked out grinning.


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(3 Hours later)

Janeway looked down at the 2 dresses she had laid out on her bed. One was a pretty pale blue color, with which she was going to wear with her light blue heels, her diamond neckless, bracelet, and earrings. The other was a long black velvet gown, with black heels, and the same jewelry as the other. She looked over them both again and decided on the black velvet. Now.. if she could only find out what to do with her hair...


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(1 hour later)

Chakotay got out his best tuxedo and shoes and started to get ready. He didn't want to be late, especially since tonight was the first outing Kathryn would be attending in a long time. After he put on the final touch - cologne - he walked out the door and almost stepped on a little box right outside his quarters. He picked it up and opened it. "Chocolates", he said with a smile. Then he noticed a card inside, it said, "To: Chakotay, I Love You, From: Your Secret Admirer". As he stared at the note, he wondered.... Could it be Kathryn? Had she finally given in after all these years? He tried to think of somebody else it could be from, but couldn't come up with any other. He put the chocolates in his quarters and started for the messhall in amazement.


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The messhall was filled with laughter when she entered the room. She walked over to a table and sat down. She kept her eye on the door, waiting for him to show. She had been studying the earth custom known as Valentine's Day all day, and had finally decided upon the right gift.. The right gift to bring her and Chakotay together. When he walked in she stood up and walked over to him trying to contain herself.
He spoke first, looking down at her as he did, "Hey Naomi! Have you seen the Captain anywhere around?". "No sir, I haven't but..", she started to say but got cut off.. "Oh.. well I guess she hasn't gotten here yet", he said scanning the room. "But sir.. Didn't you get my message?", she looked up at him frowning. At that moment he looked down in shock and realization. "You sent me the chocolates?", he said trying not to sound disapointed. But she caught the disapointment, and ran out of the messhall. Neelix, who was standing by, had heard and seen everything. He started to go after her but was held back by Janeway who had just walked in the room. Chakotay had already started running after her.


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Kathryn was very worried about Naomi, but knew that Chakotay would take care of her.. He was good at that.. taking care of people..
She sat at a table and watched the couples dancing. There was a nice song playing-Embraceable You-. She had to laugh at Harry and Seven. Harry was trying to be very patient.. but Seven kept trying to lead, and Harry's toes were suffering.
B'Elanna and Tom looked like they were made for eachother. Dancing slowly with his arm around her. They looked so happy. For a second, Kathryn could picture her and Chakotay that way...
She was startled when she was tapped on the shoulder. She looked up at a very tired Harry Kim. "Yes Harry, is there something I can do for you?", she said trying to hide a smile. "I would be honored if you would give me this dance", he said while thinking.. "and not step on my toes". They had their dance, she sat down once more, and he went back to the chore of teaching Seven to dance.


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Chakotay walked back into the messhall feeling satisfied with what he had said to her. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Kathryn. Boy.. she looked marvelous! He was about to walk over to her when he was pulled over to the side by Neelix. "Is Naomi Ok?", he said concerned. "Oh yeah, she's fine", Chakotay answered wanting to go to Kathryn. Neelix then walked back to Samantha to tell her the good news. Chakotay received a tap on the shoulder and turned around. It was Kathryn. His mouth hung open for a moment not knowing what to say.
She spoke first seeing he was distracted, "Neelix told me what happened, what did you tell Naomi?". "My secret", he said with a smile. "Oh.. well Romeo, I don't suppose you have any time for a dance with me.. with so many Juliets around", she joked with a twinkle in her eye. With that he took her in his arms and twirled her around, "I'll ALWAYS have time for a dance for you"!



The End
I got this from http://members.tripod.com/captjamieway/index.html

[Ensiqn_Vorik]

Nice fan fiction.

[Voy_Girl]

It's great that you post links and the authors' e-mails. I think I've read those before, somewhere...