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The boys will be returned although I don't know when or how badly abused
::smiles her sweetest haggis smile::
Rating: This part is tame (hopes mort will spice it up)
Room Mates
Commander Chakotay walked slowly from the turbolift along the corridor
towards his quarters. HIS quarters, that he now shared with one Lieutenant
Thomas Eugene Paris, senior pilot, ex con, and smart-ass extraordinaire.
Spirits he was tired, bone weary and washed out, all he wanted was peace and
quiet and rest. His mind wandered back to what had brought him to this sorry fatigued state.
They had came across what could only have been described as the most
beautiful M class planet he had ever set eyes on, it was thick with
vegetation and animal life but there were no humanoids of any type. Kathryn
had decided that it would be a good opportunity for Voyager to replenish its
rapidly depleting stores and the crew were hole heartedly behind her
especially in the food department. Yes to be honest he thought to himself one
more week of Neelix's Leola root stew and there would have been a mutiny.
Everything had been fine for the first couple of days then the away team one
by one started to get sick. It took the deaths of six crewmembers and two
dozen others taking to their beds to ill to rise before they realised what
was happening. This beautiful shining blue and green planet, not so unlike
his own home-world or at least those parts untouched by human hands had its
own unique immune system. One which destroyed any creature able to stand
upright. Ironic Chakotay thought to himself, the planet would survive because
it would not allow any humanoid life-forms to develop.
In the end they had beamed up the remaining supplies and left orbit and
that's when the real fun began. The Videans found them and were hell bent on
harvesting the crew to keep their supply of body parts up.
Chakotay had not only found himself in charge of Voyager because Kathryn
Janewy was one of those crew who were ill, he also found himself in battle
after battle with the Videans. Their small ships took chunk after chunk out
of the beautiful streamlined federation vessel. Their constant weapons
bombardment had made the lower decks of Voyager uninhabitable and the crew
were forced to share quarters as radiation levels in the lower parts of ship
soared out of control.
It was Tuvok that suggested that the senior staff share as a matter of
security. B'Elanna moved in with Kathryn which was in itself a blessing as
the captain needed help with almost everything from eating to bathing and
Chakotay had thought that he would have to share with the Vulcan that was
until Tom suggested they draw lots and Harry and Tuvok agreed with him and
now he was on his way home such as it was tired and weary after a 16 hour
shift between the bridge and engineering leaving Voyager to limp across space
keeping a wary eye open for the attacks of a race of animals.
Looking up Chakotay found that his feet had tiredly brought him to his cabin
door with a sigh he entered in his access code and the door slid open. He
kicked off his shoes and undressed while he made his way into the bedroom,
Tom was already asleep, exhausted after his own 14 hour shift between the
helm and sickbay. Chakotay smiled and shook his head, he would normally have
slept on the couch but not this time his body ached and if Paris had any
objections then tough. Quietly he slipped beneath the sheets and fell asleep.