Tom Paris walked into the Mess Hall.  It had been three months since the
fight.  Three
months and he had not spoken to B'Elanna.  He stifled a yawn and went to the
replicators.  He ordered a roll and turned around and saw Freddie Bristow
behind him.  Ensign Bristow just glared at him and moved to one side.
        "Nice to see you too, Ensign."
        "Oh shut up, Paris.  Stop being so jealous.  She likes me, and that's the end
of it."
        "Who?"
        "Our Chief Engineer.  I heard that you guys had a disagreement.  So sorry to
hear it.  Oh, and I also heard that she is pregnant with your baby.  Such a
shame that the baby is going to grow up having me as his father."
    That got Paris's attention.  He knew that Torres and Bristow were seeing
each other
but this was getting a little too much.  Paris pushed Bristow against the
wall.  HARD.
        "Now you listen to me, ENSIGN.  *I* am the father of this child.  It was not my
fault.  She was in a state and I had to help her.  *I* will be the father of
this child and-" He was cut off.
        "JUST WHAT IS GOING ON HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!"
    They both turned to see B'Elanna Torres standing there.  She had her
hands on her hips and
she was glaring at Bristow.
        "What did you say?  Did I hear you right?"
    She started coming towards him, but he started to run.  She was about to
follow when Paris
laid his hand on her shoulder.  She knew she wasn't supposed to run.  She
turned on him.
        "What was going on?" she stared at him waiting for an
answer.
        "Nothing.  Listen, can we talk?"
        "There's no need for talking." she lowered his head and kissed
him.  Carefully.  Slowly.  Ensign Bristow watched from the door.  Harry Kim
came up beside him. He saw them kissing and turned to Bristow.
        "Good work, Bristow.  You really are a Cupid."