If anyone on this ship could make her vulnerable, it was him. Instead of heading to the door, he walked around to her and gently placed his hand on the PADD. He sat as she pretended to scroll through her PADD. She grabbed her PADD and began to busy herself again. “Kathryn, I didn’t mean,” he started, but she cut him off. She had to be the Captain all of these years. He did not like the dim look of defeat in her eyes. And here she was wanting to try to open this door again. They had tried so hard to keep this professional. “This was not part of the plan,” he said. “I’ve been thinking,” she said, scooting her chair a little further in, and leaning a little more upright on her arms. “No promises,” he replied, nodding his head, and not letting go of her gaze. He stared at her, getting a little better idea of where this conversation was going. “We, uh, have said no promises when we return,” she said rather emphatically. She clasped her hands again, and leaned forward on her elbows, which brought her just a little closer to him. He got a cocky smile on his face, and crossed one leg over the other. He leaned back in his chair, and crossed his arms over his chest. For this conversation, will you please call me Kathryn?” He noticed that it was mostly her eyes that smiled back at him. Whatever she needed to say, it was obviously hard for her.Īt that word, her eyes immediately fixed back on his, and she gave him a smal, gentle smile. He watched as she struggled to get the words out.
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I was wondering,” she stuttered out, not quite sure how to say this. He watched her eyes travel down his face, to his comm badge, then back up again. “Didn’t we already have this conversation?” he asked her, holding her gaze. He shifted in his seat, and looked down at her desk briefly before raising his eyes back to hers. “Chakotay, what will you do once you return to Earth?” she asked. She let her eyes trace his tattoo as she thought of how to begin. “Thank you for meeting with me,” she began, raising her eyes to his. He’d die for her, and he has proven that over and over. That implied something that he may never have. They had less than eight hours to go until they were back on Earth. He clasped his hands together and placed them on his lap as he waited for her to begin. She averted her eyes back to her PADD, and made herself look busy as he took the final steps and sat down in the chair in front of her. “Please, sit,” she said, motioning with one hand to the chair in front of her desk. But he just stood, staring at her, waiting at parade rest for her to give him a command, any command. He came in far enough to let the door close behind him. They did save her life, and the ship, more than once. But now she’d do everything in her power to keep the ones under her command from any sort of punishment. She will never know or understand the real reasons of why or how they all came together. Seven years with a ragtag team of Starfleet Officers and Maquis. “Come,” she said, forcing her usual confidence the crew has come to know over the past seven years. She realized in that one moment that the tough exterior she has built for herself was easily toppled by only one person. She clasped her hands together and sat up tall. She paused, staring at the door, taking a few deep breaths before allowing him in. Her fingers fumbled and dropped the PADD as she heard the chime on her ready room door. She was going to finally have this conversation. “Chakotay, to my office please,” she chimed over her comm badge.
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