Chakotay stood above the bio-bed that the Captain Janeway was occupying. She was holding his hand and smiling at him lovingly.
"Here we go, Commander, one for you," he administered the 'cure' to Chakotay and then turned to the Captain. "And how about one for our dear Captain here. Well, Commander, say goodbye to your love-struck leader," the EMH said holding the hypospray inches from Kathryn's neck. Chakotay gave a small laugh and he wasn't sure if he wanted to laugh some more or cry. It had certainly been an interesting 'mission.'
"Will she remember anything?" He asked curiously.
"All of the other crew members I treated had residual memories, so I wouldn't be surprised if she could recall certain . . . uh, actions," he stated and slid the hypospray to the Captain's neck. It hissed slightly and the doctor shrugged, "Well, that's that."
It took a few moments but then the Captain closed her eyes and gently reopened them. Kathryn felt as though a fog was being lifted from her vision as she looked at two of the most amusing men she had ever known looking down at her with concern written all over their faces.
"Welcome back,*Captain*," the EMH smiled and stated aloud, "Was it good for you too?" He smirked before continuing, "Computer, deactivate EMH Program." The doctor blinked out of existence, a knowing smile on his face.
Harry and B'Elanna looked worriedly at Tom Paris. He had really been pushing it lately.
"Tom, do you really think . . ." Harry started but B'Elanna finished for him.
"Especially since you already crossed the line with . . what was it? 'Jiggy wit it?'" she reminded.
Tom sighed and wondered where on board there were more risk takers willing to boldly go where no Starfleet had gone before, "And I say this is too good an opportunity to encourage Janeway and Chakotay. Now," he rubbed his hands together as he interfaced the data with the ship's main communications systems, "how about a little Marvin Gaye . . . and some *sexual healing*." Suddenly sultry music filled the corridors of Voyager. "Somewhere out there, everyone's gettin' some." He smiled and looked at B'Elanna, "Well? Don't I get something for not biting you?"
B'Elanna shook her fist, "Oh yeah, I'll give you some, Paris."
"Uh oh," Harry muttered and shook his head as Paris took B'Elanna's fist, gently unclenching it and kissing it.
"I'll just . . maybe . . .uh, yeah," Harry mumbled and left them.
Kathryn looked up at Chakotay as memories hit her, of kissing him, of the all not-too-subtle suggestions she had thrown his way, of clutching his legs from the *floor* of all things in front of Ensigns . . . the list went on and on. "Chakotay," she sat up unsteadily and was relieved when his arms helped her up further. "I am *so* sorry," she started but he held a finger to her lips quieting her.
"Kathryn," he sat beside her on the biobed, "you couldn't control what had happened. I knew that," he explained, trying to make her feel better.
"I don't suppose you'll ever look at me the same way," she said gloomily but a blush filled her cheeks.
"Actually," he paused and then smiled at her, his dimples showing as he continued, "I'll never look at the brig the same way."
Kathryn gasped, "We didn't! I . . don't remember . . ." she stumbled trying to gather any hidden information from her mind.
"Ah, but I do, Kathryn," he stated, his thumb pushing her chin up to his face, playing with her memories. "Let's see, four pips . . ." he kissed her once and continued, "which means four kisses . ." he kissed her again, " . . . for now."
"Chakotay," she stopped him, brushing her lips over his tenderly, "you only have two kisses left now, don't you?" She ran her fingers through his hair and placed her hand over his chest, where his heart was beating, full of life.
"Who's counting," he stated breathlessly and kissed her passionately with all the love he held for her. Just then they broke their kiss as music filled the Sickbay and the rest of the ship . . . . *"When I get that feeling . . . .I want sexual healing . . . "*
"Remind me to have a talk with Mr. Paris, after . . . " Kathryn smirked.
"After?" Chakotay questioned.
"After I finish throwing you in the brig for nearly breaking your Captain's ship," she finished and they laughed, leaning their heads closer together to resume the bondage of their souls.
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