wow, i just got caught up on all the new stories. AWSOME job everyone.
well this is my attempt at the memory challange.
hope u like :)
Buddy


Primal Needs
Author: Buddy
Disclaimer: I don't own them, Paramount does. I will return them
cleaned and pressed.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Torres/Seven
Note: My answer to the memory challenge.

***

ALERT: SHIELDS WILL FAIL IN ONE MINUTE.
The computer droned on until the shields finally failed.
"Dam it Seven, can't you shut that stupid thing up?" Lt. Torres
yelled as her fingers flew over the controls, trying to keep the
doomed shuttle in one piece as they prepared for a crash landing.

Seven raised a brow, but did as she was asked. "Lt. the shields have
failed and the outer hull temperature is rising." She yelled while
trying to re-rout power from the damaged systems to the shields.
The shuttle screamed across the night sky, glowing white hot as the
hull continued heat up.

Torres yelled for Seven to strap in, as she fought with her own.
Before she could get it buckled the shuttle impacted the ground,
launching her into the bulkhead in front of her, then everything went
black.

~~~~~

A dull pounding in her skull woke her from the blackness. Grabbing
her head, she groans and opens her eyes. Looking around she doesn't
see anything familiar. She takes a deep breath and smells blood and
another scent.

Sitting up she gets a better look around. She was inside a craft, but
it was heavily damaged. There was a hole ripped in the right side
from floor to mid way into the ceiling. She turned to the left and
the scent got stronger.

The area was covered in what was left of the shuttle. Supports and
bulkheads were twisted together.

She pushed up and slowly walked closer. She could smell a female when
she got closer to the pile. She moved some stuff out of the way and
was surprised when she found a mesh covered hand sticking out of the
pile. It was coated with blood and was slowly dripping more onto the
floor.

She could hear the other woman's heart beating. As she started
removing the rubble off the trapped arm, it started moving.
It reached up, gripped the metal and lifted. The metal groaned as it
was lifted up. When it stopped she grabbed a brace and shoved it
under to hold most of the weight, then stepped back.

The mesh hand pulled it's self deeper into the rubble, then the whole
pile started to rise, slowly groaning at being bent. As the rubble
was lifted higher, she caught site of the other woman. Stepping back
when things started to fall closer, she watched as an angel was
revealed.

Once the pile was high enough, the other woman stepped out, then let
the pile drop.

The smaller woman was frozen in place. As the tall Goddess turned
towards her, she felt her knees go weak and she dropped to the floor.
Raising an implanted brow in silent question, Seven looked at Lt.
Torres carefully. "Lt. Torres, are you damaged?"

When Torres failed to answer her, Seven knelt down in front of her
and began checking for injuries. At the gentle touch the smaller
woman seemed to come back to her self.

She looked deep into sky blue eyes and saw concern and confusion. She
smiled and watched as Seven gave a small smile in return.

As Sevens hands roam the Lt.'s body, looking for injuries, she hears
a purr start deep in B'Elanna's chest. Sevens hands slide up and take
Torres's face in her hands. She looks deep into soft brown eyes and
is surprised at what she sees there.

Without warning B'Elanna lunges forward and forces Seven down to the
floor. Soft lips take control of Sevens and force them open.
Seven froze for a second, but soon she was kissing Torres with equal
hunger. Torres pulled back and looked into desire filled eyes.

"Want ... " The Lt.'s voice was different, like she had swallowed
gravel. There was also something in her eyes that Seven had never
seen before. Torres shook her head and tried again. "Want ... you ...
mm ... ma ... " She stopped and looked upset. She knew what she
wanted to say, but couldn't seem to say what it was.

Seven waited for her to continue, but when she didn't Seven finally
asked, "What do you want B'Elanna? What do you want of me?"
Torres watched Sevens lips as she spoke. A growl was replacing the
purr Seven had heard earlier.

"Want ... you ... now. Want ... Be'wI ..." Torres said. She looked
worried when Seven stood up and backed away.
Seven stood and looked around for something that might help her. "Lt.
Torres you must be malfunctioning. You do not want a worthless drone,
a Borg." Seven had spotted a tricorder. She walked over and picked it
up. "You must have sustained an injury to your head. Let me scan you
so I can fix you?" She had to fix the Lt. quickly before she did
something she would not regret. Torres must be damaged if she wanted
anything to do with 'a Borg'.

Torres herself was confused by what Seven was saying. She could smell
that the other woman was aroused.

Seven open the tricorder and started to scan Torres, but the sounds
had spooked her.

Torres backed up and bared her teeth, growling. Before Seven had time
to think about what B'Elanna might do, she had turned and jumped out
the hole in the right side of the hull.

"Lt. ... B'Elanna ... " Seven yelled after her. She grabbed some
supplies and headed out after the Lt. As she stuck her head out the
hole Seven saw nothing but jungle.

Sighing she stepped out and headed after the confused Lt.


~~~~~

Torres was quietly following the Goddess through the trees. When the
other woman turned to face her, Torres scrambled up the nearest tree.
From her perch B'Elanna could watch the other woman. She watched as
Seven cleared an area, then started gathering up some wood. Seven
used the only surviving phaser to start the fire, then sat back and
waited.

Torres was feeling a little hungry. She could hear something moving
towards the other woman, circling the fire, but getting closer.
Just as it was getting ready to spring, Torres dropped out of the
trees and pounced on the surprised beast.

Seven jumped up when she heard the animal howl in pain and watched,
frozen as B'Elanna wrestled around with it. It looked like a mountain
cat of old earth, but much bigger.

The 'cat' hissed and swiped at Torres, who just dodged the swipe and
jumped on the cat`s back. She grabbed it's head in both hands and
twisted. The cat fought harder once it realized what Torres was
doing. It got in a lucky swipe that B'Elanna couldn't avoid without
letting go of it's head.

Torres howled in pain and outrage, twisting with more effort. Not
stopping until she heard the neck snap and the animal go limp.
Seven had stood by and watched, until Torres rolled off the dead
animal. Seeing the deep gash in the Lt.'s leg, Seven rushed over and
knelt down to help stop the bleeding.

Torres was whimpering and holding the injured leg. Seven was worried,
the cut went down to the bone. She would have to fix it before the
Lt. bleed to death.

"I am going to fix your leg. Please, trust me. I would never hurt
you." Seven said looking into the half Klingon's eyes. She ran the
back of her hand over Torres's cheek, making her hum.
Seven turned back and grabbed her bag of supplies. She grabbed a
hypospray and dermal regenerator, then turned back to face a
concerned Torres.

"I promise I will not hurt you. I only want to help, please." Seven
pleaded with Torres to trust her. At the small nod Seven explained
what she was going to do. "I am giving you a mild pain killer. Then I
will use this ..." She held up the dermal regenerator, "to fix the
cut."

Torres nodded again and Seven pressed the hypo to her neck. The faint
hiss was a surprise, but B'Elanna didn't move. She looked nervous
when Seven the regenerator, but when it started to fix her damaged
leg, Torres relaxed into Sevens lap. Seven was paying close attention
to the cut, so Torres just lay face up watching her. As the
instrument worked it's magic she closed her eyes and gave into sleep.
Seven scanned the Lt. while she was asleep, she could see the damaged
in B'Elanna's brain, but had no way of repairing it while they were
stranded on this planet. It would have to wait till they returned to
Voyager and Seven hoped it wasn't permanent.

Carefully she lifted the Lt.'s head from her lap and rested it on the
supply bag.

Seven walked over to the dead `cat' and started dragging it away from
their camp. Once she had it far enough away, Seven made her way back
to Torres.

Seven lay beside the smaller woman. "Be well B'Elanna." Seven
whispered just before she drifted off to sleep.

~~~~~

Feeling a weight on her chest, Seven open her eyes to the early
morning light over the sleeping figure of Torres snuggled down into
Sevens amply breasts.

Seven soaked in the feeling of Torres's compact form weighing her
down. The feel of B'Elanna's warm breath ghosting over her neck, made
Seven shiver.

Closing her eyes, Seven wrapped her arms tighter around Torres
pulling her closer.

When soft lips kissed her neck, Seven froze. But when a slightly
rough tongue snaked up her neck to stop at an inviting lobe, Seven
knew she was lost. The feel of B'Elanna's lips suckling on her ear
lobe, she clutched the smaller form closer.

Torres awoke to the sent of Seven filling her mind, she could feel
the other woman breathing, then her arms pulled them closer together.
She still didn't know what was happening, where she was or why she
couldn't remember who she was, but the feel of the angle below her
was setting her blood to boil.

Torres shifted so that more of her body was covering Seven. She
released the lobe, then kissed and nipped a path of fire down Sevens
neck, to her biosuit.

Seven slid her hands down B'Elanna's back to grip her hips. "Lana ...
we must stop ... you oooooh ..." Seven tried to reason with the
happily growling woman. Even though every part of her body was
screaming for her to continue, she knew that Lt. Torres was not
herself right now.

Seven had almost convinced herself to put a stop to this, Torres
grabbed the front of the biosuit and yanked, ripping it wide open.
Before Seven had a chance to think, Lana resumed her kisses.

B'Elanna had moved down and was nipping her way over to a straining
nipple. She greedily took the nipple in her mouth and Seven grabbed
her head.

"Oh god, Lana don't stop ... " She pleaded holding Torres's head
close to her chest. Seven couldn't think of anything else except what
Lana was doing and how good it felt.

Torres finally pulled back enough to yank the rest of Seven's cloths
off, then she went right back to exploring every part of her mate.
Seven was trying to remove the other woman's cloths, but was having
trouble with the fastenings, so she just ripped then off. The feel of
the half Klingon's warmer skin made Seven want to feel all the skin.
B'Elanna was working her way back up the inside of a very soft leg,
when she nipped just hard enough to break the skin, Seven moaned. The
taste of the warm blood sent the half Klingon's blood boiling.

Seven had started growling, but Torres stole her breath when she
buried her face in Sevens center. The feel of that warm, rough tongue
sweeping over her sensitive skin sent Seven over the edge.

Torres slowly crawled up Seven's body, looking deep into sky blue
eyes. Once they were face to face, Torres leaned in until their
foreheads are touching. "Be'wI."

Seven looks a little surprised that the Lt. would be calling her 'my
women'. It wasn't a question, but a statement. Seven did the only
thing she had ever truly wanted to do. She turned her head, offering
Torres her cheek.

Torres slipped a hand between their bodies, cupping the blonds
center. She smiled when Seven did the same. She kissed the cheek
before gently biting it. B'Elanna licked the wound clean, then turned
her head.

Seven kissed the cheek, then carefully bit in. The taste of the warm
blood was almost sweet as she liked it away.

"jIH dok" Torres growls.

"Maj dok" Seven growls just as loudly, then takes control of
B'Elanna's lips.

The taste of their mixed blood has the half Klingon about ready to
explode. Then Seven fills her and Torres was lost to the feelings
Seven was giving her and the howls of her release. Finally collapsing
on top of Seven, kissing her chest. The kisses turn into nips as
B'Elanna's hand moves against Sevens center.

"Voyager to Torres."

Seven growls out her frustration, but Torres doesn't seem to hear.

"Voyager to Seven of Nine."

Seven glances around for her comm badge. Slapping it she says through
gritted teeth, "Seven here Capt." Torres fingers were working deep
inside Seven, making it almost impossible to think.

The relief could be heard in the Capt.'s voice. "Seven, is Lt. Torres
with you?"

"Yesss ... " Seven breathed out when B'Elanna lightly bit her nipple.
Clearing her throat Seven tried again. "Yes Capt. She was injured in
the cra ... " Seven's breath left her as Torres broke through the
thin barrier, nipping her neck at the same time.

"Seven are you alright?" Not getting a reply other then growling and
some moans. "Mr. Kim transport them directly to sick bay." Harry
nodded. "Janeway to the Doctor. We found them, but they seem to have
sustained to injuries, so we are sending them to you."

"Understood Capt." The sound of the transporter could be heard. "Oh
my."

"chotlap B'Elanna. jIH'oH." could be heard over the comm, for all on
the bridge to hear. Not all knew quite what that ment, but Capt.
Janeway knew exactly what it ment.

`Wonder just what happen down there. I do believe that was Seven
saying "Take me B'Elanna. I am yours." Should be an interesting
report.

"Doctor I'm on my way. Janewat out." And with that the channel closed
as the Capt. headed for the turbo lift.

~~~~~

When the Capt. walked into sickbay she was surprised to see Torres
growling, standing in front of Seven.

The Doctor was trying to move closer to Torres, but couldn't.
Seven wrapped her arms around the growling woman and whispered in her
ear when she say the Capt. enter.

Janeway was even more surprised when she noticed that Seven and
B'Elanna were naked. 'Oh this aught to be good.'

"Lt. Torres. Would you like to explain your reason for fighting the
Doctor?" Janeway asked. She looked into Torres's eyes, but saw only
confusion.

Seven spoke up. "Capt. the Lt. was injured and does not know who she
is or who you are. If the Doctor would listen, I was trying to
explain that." She gave him a withering look. "The sound of the
instruments seems to set her off. If he would allow me, I will
complete the scans."

Seeing the way Torres was relaxing into Seven and hearing the purr,
Janeway had to agree. "Doctor, allow Seven to help. You can instruct
her on what to do. At least until we can get some of her memories
back."

The Doctor grabbed a couple gowns and handed them to Seven. She
slipped one on, then helped Torres into one.

B'Elanna looked up at Seven with such love and desire that Seven had
to remind herself that they we're not alone.

It took about an hour of Seven and the Doctor working together to get
Torres fixed up. Seven was starting to feel dread. She knew the
smaller woman would be angry that Seven had taken advantage of her.

Torres had to be sedated for the damage to be corrected, so Seven
informed the Doctor that she was going to regenerate, since she was
no longer needed there.

The Doctor smiled at Seven. "Would you like me to take a look at that
bite?"

Seven had almost forgotten about that. "No Doctor. My nano-probes
will fix the damage." Then she turned and left, before she broke down
in front of him. The whole way to cargo bay 2 Seven was berating
herself for losing control of her feelings for the Lt. Her chest was
tight, making it hard to breath, but she made it to her destination
before she started to cry.

Hoping to forget this day, Seven stepped up and started her
regeneration cycle. Tears still fell from her cheek as the hum of the
cycle starting begun.

~~~~~

B'Elanna open her eyes, then regretted it. Seeing the Doctors face
that close is scary.

"Glade you decided to rejoin us Lt. How are you feeling?" He asked
while scanning her.

Rolling her eyes, Torres batted the Doctors hands away. "I'm fine
Doc. How did I get here?"

"What's the last thing you remember Lt.?" He asked gently.
Torres thought about that. 'What WAS the last thing she
remembered?' "I remember Seven and I trying to hold the shuttle
together as it landed. I remember waking up and ... "

Torres turned a very dark shade of red.

"Yes, Lt.? What else do you remember?" He had a good idea of what she
was thinking about, but was waiting for her to explode.

Instead B'Elanna smiled and jumped off the bio bed. "I remember
everything Doc. Let the Capt. know that I'm fine. I have to go check
on my Be'nal." But she stopped and turned back to him. "Where is
Seven?"

The Doctor smiled knowingly. "She went to regenerate. And
congratulations."

~~~~~

Walking into the cargo bay, B'Elanna stopped. The vision before her
was enough to steal her breath. But as she walked closer she saw the
tears still falling.

Rushing over to the alcove controls, Torres shut down the
regeneration.

REGENERATION CYCLE INCOMPLETE
intoned the computer as Seven open her eyes and stepped forward.
B'Elanna watched as Seven stepped closer, but stopped before getting
to close.

"How are you feeling Lt.? I trust the Doc.... " Torres could see the
emotions Seven was trying to bury and ignored all that she said.
Taking Seven in her arms, she silenced the ex drone with a kiss.
Seven froze for a second, but then gave into the feelings.

Pulling back enough to look into Sevens eyes, Torres spoke. "I love
you Seven. I'm sorry for the way I have treated you in the past."
Torres smiled evilly. "But if I remember right, you are my wife now.
I don't want you here all alone. Come home Be'nal, please?"

Seven started crying again. "Yes my love. I will follow you through
this life and the next."

Neither noticed the doors open and admit the Capt. or her even
quieter exit. Janeway was smiling as she headed for the bridge.

"Always knew they would be good for each other." She said to no one
as she stepped into the lift. The doors closed on a very happy Capt.
Janeway

The End