Title: Sapphos Spell Strikes Again

Author: Buddy

Disclaimer: Paramount owns them, I’m just borrowing them.

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Rating: NC-17

Pairing: Torres/Seven of Nine

Summary: This follows the Sapphos Spell series by Shyfox.

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Lt. B’Elanna Torres was not a happy camper right now. She had been ordered to accompany Seven of Nine on an away mission to a close by M class planet.

They were hoping to land Voyager on the planet and make some necessary repairs, after the last attack left the proud little ship with sections of it’s hull exposed to space. The dilithium crystals had also been damaged, so they hoped they could find a replacement on the planet.

‘I should be here on the ship, making repairs and getting ready for the landing. Not off with Seven on some planet.’ she thought as she packed for the mission.

Suddenly the door chime broke her thoughts. Growling B’Elanna grabbed her bag and stomped over to the door. She was stopped from walking out the door when Tom Paris grabbed her shoulders and pushed her back inside.

He could see the anger in her eyes. “Hey, what’s the rush? Don’t you have a minute to talk to a friend? Why the angry Klingon routine?” He asked as they headed for her couch. He could still see her jaw tighten with tension and knew the reason, but wanted her to realize she wasn’t really mad, just frustrated. He knew how B’Elanna felt about Seven of Nine. Knew that she wasn’t mad but scared of what she might do if left alone with Seven.

B’Elanna huffy out a breath. “Tom what do you want? The Capt. and Seven are waiting for me in the shuttle bay. Can’t this wait till I get back?”

Tom moved to the table so he was facing B’Elanna. “If you we’re going with anyone else, yes. But you and I both know why you’re really mad. And before you say it, this isn’t about your engines, it’s about Seven and how you feel about her.”

B’Elanna’s eyes narrowed. “Just what are you implying ‘helm rat’?” She growled out.

Tom just smiled at her. “I may not be your lover anymore; I am and will always be your friend. I know how you really feel about her. I remember every time you called out her name in your sleep. I can also see past that ornery half Klingon to how it’s effecting you, so don’t even try and deny it.”

Torres finally gave in. “Never could put anything past you, could I? Ok, yes I am a little stressed about being alone with her for two days. I’m just worried, the last time we fought; I could feel myself losing control. I could feel it slip away and all I wanted to do was ...”

Tom finished for her. “Was to throw her against the wall and claim her as your mate maybe?” He asked with a knowing smile while his eyebrows danced up and down.

B’Elanna chuckled at that. “Yeah, something like that. So oh wise and all knowing ’helm rat’, what do you suggest I do? I already talked to both Chakotay and the Capt., but both said I was needed on the mission more then here helping. Now what?”

Tom could only shrug his shoulders. “Honestly Lana, I don’t have an answer, but I think that dream you keep having might have them. Maybe you can talk to Seven while your alone, who knows; maybe she has some answers.” He handed Torres a data padd he had brought with him. “I checked the computer for those other names you kept calling out to. I had to check mythology for a couple, but here’s everything I found.”

B’Elanna took the padd and scanned the information.

‘Xena: Warrior Princess, Destroyer of Nations; a mythical woman who was believed to have existed, but could never be proven.’

‘Elizabeth “Buffy” Anne Rosenburg-Summers: believed to have mythical powers of ‘The Slayer’, the chosen one. The one being with the powers from the ’Powers-that-be’ to stop ’Vampires’: see subsection for references.

Torres looked up to Tom. “I really didn’t need this right now.” Then she stuffed the padd into her bag and headed for the door. “Thanks Tom, but I really need to go now. I’ll read this later, promise.” Reaching up she kisses him on the cheek. “You are the best friend ever. Thanks.” With that she headed for the turbo lift.

~~~~~

In the shuttle bay Seven of Nine was finishing stowing her gear and listening to Capt. Janeway ask her for the tenth time.

“Are you sure about this? I could send someone else. I could send someone else with you.”

Seven simply raised an implanted brow at her mentor. “Capt. I believe Lt. Torres and I can keep from damaging each other. There is no need for anyone else to go with us.” Seven stated as she entered data into the Delta Flyer’s flight controls, never turning to face the Capt., so she missed the smile on Janeways face.

“Oh dear friend, you know that’s not what I was talking about.”

Seven had the decency to blush at being caught evading the question.

“I know how you feel about B’Elanna, so don’t even try and deny it. I have seen the way you watch her. How are you going to handle being in the close quarters, alone with her?” Janeway questioned, but before Seven could answer Lt. Torres walked into the shuttle bay and headed for the Flyer.

As B’Elanna came aboard and stowed her gear, Seven turned to face the Capt.

“I believe the Lt. and I can act like adults.” Seven stated and Torres nodded her agreement.

Janeway mentally threw her hands in the air, turned and left the Delta Flayer mumbling, ”That’s what I’m afraid of.” Once she was out of the shuttle bay, Janeway looked to the ceiling for help. ’Watch over them and try to keep them out of trouble.’ Then made her way to the bridge.

~~~~~

On the bridge Harry Kim announced that the Delta Flyer was ready for departure.

“Delta Flyer to the bridge. We’re ready here Capt.”

“Understood Lt. Good luck. Janeway out.”

She sat there watching the shuttle leave the bay and head off toward the planet.

“May the gods smile on you and keep you safe.” Harry muttered.

Janeway smiled at that. “Well said Mr. Kim.”

~~~~~

On the planet Torres and Seven were headed for, a nervous blond in a small outfit, was pacing. She was pacing back and forth in front of a pedestal with a very old looking book sitting open on it.

As the sound of laughter filling the air, she stopped and waited for the female form to appear in front of her.

“Well? What’s happening?” Aphrodite asked impatiently.

The other woman looked patiently towards the excited blond.

“They just left the ship and should be here in about three hours. Do you have everything in place? We may only get one chance at this. Even with the spell Annika will remember everything that happens. Dam that eidetic memory the Borg stuck her with.” Artemis said while looking to her sister for answers.

“Don’t worry so much sis. I have everything in place, just waiting for our little lovebirds to arrive and get the ball moving. Since they already love each other it will work out perfect. Trust me on this.” Aphrodite assured her sister Goddess.

Artemis shivered. “Why do I have a bad feeling about this all of the sudden?”

“Chill baby. Let’s go watch this at my place.”

With that both women disappeared in a poof and the book closes setting the plans in motion.

~~~~~

On the Delta Flyer B’Elanna had finished setting the course and decided to checkout the information Tom had gotten for her. She was a little surprised by what she read, but also felt a feeling of acceptance wash over her.

The information was a little sketchy, but it did back up everything she had dreamt so far. Torres was so deep in thought she never heard Seven calling her name.

Seven called to Lt. Torres twice before walking over and placing a hand on her shoulder. Torres jumped at the touch and turned to face Seven.

“My apologize Lt. but you would not answer me when I called out to you.” Seven’s hand had dropped when B’Elanna jumped and pulled away. “The food is ready Lt.” Seven then turned and headed for the table.

They ate and discussed what would need to be done first once they landed on the planet. Seven suggested they go over the latest sensor logs and decide where to look first.

Torres seemed distracted by something she was reading, so Seven asked if there was a problem.

“Huh ... oh, no problem. Just drifted for a second.” B’Elanna shakes her head to clear her thoughts. “Can I ask you a question Seven?”

At Seven’s nod Torres continued. “Do you dream?”

Seven looked shocked at the question. She had only recently started to sleep instead of regenerating. She had a few disturbing dreams, but had never told anyone about them, not even Capt. Janeway.

“Yes. Why do you ask Lt.?”

B’Elanna pushed for more about the dreams, choosing to ignore the question for the moment. “Do you remember the dreams? Is it clear enough to see faces? Hear voices or names?”

Seven looked deep into B’Elanna’s eyes, wanting to know if she felt the same way. “I sometimes see faces. I can not explain how, but I know their names, I know who they are. Yet rationally I know they do not exist. Do you see the faces Lt.?”

“What do you mean you know their names?” Torres asked.

“I do not know how to explain it Lt. I just know!”

B’Elanna stood and paced a few times, then turned to face Seven again. “What were the names you remember Seven?” She felt an over whelming need to know.

“The names I remember the most are Xena, Buffy, Willow and a short blond in a green top. The dreams about these four seem to be repeating more often.”

Before B’Elanna could reply the shuttle announced that they had reached the planet, so any further questions would have to wait.

They needed to land the shuttle, secure the site and wait till daybreak to set out exploring.

~~~~~

Aphrodite was lying on a pink fluffy couch, while Artemis had chosen to sit on the floor. They were watching B’Elanna and Seven as they worked the controls of the shuttle.

Aphrodite snickered at the looks they were sending each other. Each thinking the other had no clue of their watching.

“This is turning out better then I could have hoped for.”

Aphrodite smiled knowingly. “Just wait till they find the cave. Then the real fun starts.”

Artemis watched the couple in the shuttle with a sad look in her eyes. “It’s been so long since their lines have crossed. So long since their family’s knew the love of their soul mate.”

Sliding down next to her sister Aphrodite slips an arm around her. “I know how you feel. It has been way to long, but that’s all about to change. How better to help then to open their eyes to the love they share? They just have trouble showing it.”

Artemis smiled at that. “Boy does that sound familiar. I just hope it all turns out good in the end.”

“How can it not with us behind it? Chill Art, enjoy the show.”

~~~~~

In the shuttle, B’Elanna had just finished landing and was shutting down the engines. Seven was scanning the area around them for any threats and the best place to start their surveys for the Dilithium they needed.

The sun was just dropping below the mountains so they decided to wait till morning to start out. Seven mapped out the caves they would be checking, while Torres was out side with a tricorder collecting samples.

After downloading the information into the shuttles computer, B’Elanna’s mind drifted back to the padd Tom had given her.

Seven must have been thinking the same thing. “Lt. Torres my I inquire as to what you were reading earlier? It seems to hold your attention and I am ’curious’?”

Torres just smiled and handed Seven the padd. Seven quickly read the information, then raised a brow towards Torres. Before Seven could ask any questions B’Elanna raised a hand to stop her.

“Before you ask, I have been having some really strange dreams and Tom looked up the names I called out in my sleep.” Motioning to the data padd, B’Elanna continued. “The information on there says they are part of Greek Mythology. I can remember my dad telling me stories about our ancestors from around that time period. He told me about a woman warrior who was an evil warlord, but was changed by the love of one special person. His parents use to show me old pictures of a couple from the late twentieth century. One was a short blond who was suppose to have super human powers that she used to kill ... vampires. She out lived any Slayer before her with the help of her one true love. I never really believed the stories, but now I can’t deny that they might have lived.”

Seven looked from the Lt. to the data padd. “I would assume that ’Xena’ is the woman your father spoke of and my guess would be Elizabeth ’Buffy’ Anne Rosenberg-Summers would be the woman you saw pictures of. But I still do not understand how it is possible we are dreaming of the same people.”

Not knowing how to answer the question, Torres suggested they get some sleep and get an early start in the morning.

~~~~~

While the two unsuspecting women slept, Artemis and Aphrodite popped into the shuttle to have a look at the plans for tomorrow.

Artemis was reading over a map Torres and Seven had been studying.

“Hey Dite, come have a look at this. They won’t get to the right cave until just before Voyager is scheduled to arrive. They may not even go in the cave if we don’t do something about it. Now what?”

Aphrodite looked over the data, then smiled. “Not a problem. I’ll just help them out and suggest that the materials they are looking for will be found in ’our’ cave.”

At Artemis’s still concerned look, Aphrodite rolled her eyes. “Watch.” Then she walked over to the sleeping forms. Bending down she whispered into each woman's ear, then walked back over to Artemis.

“Done? Now let’s get out of here before one of them wakes up and finds us here.” Artemis says just before she vanishes and Aphrodite followed close behind.

~~~~~

Seven was the first to wake up, with a feeling she had missed something on her initial scans of the area. She got up and changed into her silver bio-suit. It was made thicker then the one’s she normally wore on the ship, so could protect her better from the elements of the planet.

She was just finishing the latest scans, when Torres came out and asked why she was up so early. Seven turned to face the still sleepy woman, smiling when the Lt. yawned and couldn’t fight the urge to stretch.

Torres had yet to put on her tunic, so Seven was hypnotized by the way the muscles rippled just under the coffee colored skin. All thought left Seven’s head when B’Elanna’s arms rose above her head, stretching to the ceiling.

When Seven didn’t answer her question, Torres open her eyes and looked over to a slightly flushed looking Seven of Nine.

Checking her eidetic memory for the Lt.’s question, Seven realized she had yet to answer. Tearing her eyes away from the Lt.’s body, Seven turned back to the maps in front of her.

“I was scanning the area before we started out. I believe we should begin our survey in this area first.” Seven pointed to where she wanted to start.

Torres looked at Seven with a sly grin. “Why do you think we should start there? I thought we had agreed to start at the other end?” She tried to project a look of innocence, but failed.

An implanted brow rose in response to the question. “I have a ‘feeling’ that we should start here instead. The latest scans seem to agree.”

“You had a hunch we should start there?” Seven just nodded. “Ok, then after we eat, we’ll head out and see if your hunch pays off.” Torres wasn’t about to tell Seven that she had the same feeling about where to start. ‘That would ruin all the fun.’ She thought as they got breakfast around.

~~~~~

Seven stated that it would be more efficient if they beamed to the first cave, then checked the rest on the hike back to the shuttle.

They each had a survival pack, phaser and tricorder. They had to wear goggles to protect them from the sudden sandstorms that plagued the area they were going to be searching. Lastly they each strapped a lamp to their wrists and checked that they were fully charged before leaving.

Seven entered the co-ordinance into the computer, then stepped onto the transporter pad with Torres.

“Are we ready Lt.?”

B’Elanna chuckled. “I think you can call me B’Elanna since it’s just the two of us. And yes I’m ready whenever you are.” The smile she received took her breath away. ’New goal in life...’ She thought to her self, ’do everything in my power to see that smile more often.’

Checking their gear one last time just to be sure they have all they will need, both women nodded then Seven called out, “Energize.”

They materialized just outside of the first cave to be checked and begun scanning the area.

Switching on her wrist lamp Torres took the lead. They checked out a couple of possible sites, collected samples to be tested, then packed up and headed for the next cave.

They checked the next few caves, finding things about the same in each. When they reached the fifth cave Seven noticed some carvings around the entrance.

Moving inside the cave they found a hallway with three doorways leading off of it. They walked to the end of the hall and found a larger opening.

Torres looked around then turned to Seven. “I thought you said there had never been a civilized here?”

Seven was just as confused. “I found no indications that this planet had ever been civilized. No buildings or ruins to show someone had been here before. I do not understand how this could have come to be here.”

Looking around the cavern, they can see books and scrolls lining the walls and laying on the floor in stacks. Torres started scanning the area and checking out some of the books, while Seven made her way to an almost hidden doorway in the back of the chamber.

Torres walked around the room, looking at the drawings and carvings. She noticed that most seemed to be about a warrior woman and a blond with a staff.

Walking over to the shelves Torres picked up a book and opened it. The words looked like a bunch of jumbled signs to her, all the other books were much the same. Scanning the titles she finds one that looked familiar. Taking it off the shelf she opened it and was shocked. It looked exactly like the one her grandma Torres had shown her when she was little.

“But how could it have gotten here?” B’Elanna checked out the back of the book and found it unblemished. The book she had seen had a water stain on the back.

Torres shivered, then put the book back and went looking for Seven.

Finding the doorway Seven had gone through earlier, Torres stepped threw and froze. B’Elanna couldn’t believe what she was seeing.

The room was filled with treasures. Swords, shields, jewels and trunks filled with what looked like gold coins. There we’re more pictures and carvings on the walls and a pedestal with a large book on it.

Seven was turning the pages faster then Torres could keep count. As Torres stepped closer to the other woman, Seven stopped on a page then turned to face Torres. She looked over Seven’s shoulder and read what she could, which wasn’t much.

Torres could only read what she guessed was the title and dedication, which read, ‘True Love’s Touch’ ‘To the Warrior and follower, may your threads never be cut’.

“Sorry Seven. I didn’t mean to surprise you, I was just wondering if you can ...” She trailed off as Seven slowly started to advance on her. The look in the ex-Borg’s eyes was something B’Elanna had only dreamt about and it was her turn to be surprised. “Seven can you read that book?”

Seven’s implanted brow raised and she actually smirked. “Of course I can read this Lana. The language is Greek, very old. Beautiful.” Seven’s thoughts wandered to the other woman’s body, then her own body followed close behind.

The sudden husky tones in Seven’s voice sent another shiver up the half Klingon’s spine. The shiver turned to a desperate attempt to hold back the raging hormones in her body before she did what she had only dreamed of.

For every step Seven took forward, Torres tried to take two back. She couldn’t explain the sudden feeling of needing to escape before she was cornered. All B’Elanna knew for certain was that if Seven got any closer Torres might not be able to control the urge to claim her as her mate.

The wall at her back stopped B’Elanna’s retreat. Seven didn’t stop until she was almost touching the other woman. Her breath ghosted across the half Klingon’s face making her shiver.

Torres wasn’t sure what had gotten into Seven, but she needed to put some space between them and quickly.

Seven’s hands came up to rest on the Lt. waist and felt the other woman tremble at her touch.

“Do I make you nervous Lt.?” Seven asked with an innocent look on her face, while her hands started sliding up the body in front of her.

“NO! No ... I just ... Seven, what’s going on?” Torres stuttered out finally. She watched stunned as a smirk appeared on the full lips of the ex-drone.

“Nothing is going on Lt.” Seven denied as her hands moved around to cup Torres’s firm behind and pulled their bodies closer together.

Hearing a low growl start in B’Elanna’s chest Seven asked. “Is there a problem Lt.?”

Torres looked in Seven’s eyes, searching for the answers. As Seven’s head lowered towards her, B’Elanna asked. “Do you have any idea what you’re getting yourself into?” She needed to know that Seven was certain of what she was doing.

With glazed over eyes Seven answered, “I know exactly what I am getting into and I want it all.”

Not giving B’Elanna a chance to reply, Seven lunged forward and took control of her mouth.

Torres was surprised by the suddenness of the kiss, but as Seven’s tongue parted her lips the growl deepened. It was swallowed by Sevens mouth before it could be released.

Hands joined tongues, exploring the body of the other. Their clothes were torn off and forgotten without ever breaking from the kiss.

As they sank to the floor, B’Elanna tore her lips away and started working her way down Seven’s neck to the heaving chest. Reaching overly sensitive nipples, she kissed around them. When Seven whimpered Torres gave in and took a straining nipple into her mouth.

Seven was writhing beneath her, eyes closed, head thrown back and hands pulling B’Elanna closer.

“You feel so good Seven. I have wanted you for so long. qamuSHa’. (I love you)” Then she lay fully covering Seven with her body.

Seven wrapped her legs around Torres hips, holding her body close. B'Elanna's head got fuzzy as the feel of Sevens intimate flesh pushed against hers.

The feel of Sevens mesh covered hand on her neck surprised Torres, it was warm, not cold like she had assumed. Seven pulled her back down for another mind blowing kiss, that set the half Klingon’s blood on fire.

The fire racing through her vanes felt like nothing B’Elanna had ever felt before. She had been with other women, but it had felt nothing like the all consuming feeling Seven was making her feel.

Torres felt something building deep inside of her. They were both close to going over, when a sudden feel of lightning racing through her body and into Seven.

Sevens eyes rolled up in her head and she released a howl any Klingon would have been proud of, as they went over together and passed out from the energy released.

~~~~~

Aphrodite was whooping loudly and pumping the air with her arm. “Yes, yes, yes. See sis, I told you we had nothing to worry about. Now the line will continue on and there is nothing Ares can do to stop it.”

Artemis stood and walked closer to the picture of the happily sleeping women. “Can we go check on them? I just want to make sure nothing happen to Annika, other then the obvious.”

Aphrodite walked over and put an arm on Artemis’s shoulders. “Sure thing. They shouldn’t wake up for a few hours at least. Let’s go see how they’re doing.”

They vanished, then appeared in the cave next to the sleeping women. Artemis stepped closer, wanting to be sure Annika was unharmed, but was surprised when her eyes open.

Unprepared for the eyes on her, Artemis let out a startled ’eep’ and jumped back as Seven moved the sleeping woman in her arms, then stood.

“Who are you?” She asked in her typical Borg tone. She didn’t move away from Torres, but stood between the women who had just appeared and her love.

Artemis looked to Aphrodite for help. Aphrodite stepped up beside her and tried to explain.

“Well it’s like this baby, I’m Aphrodite and this is my sister Artemis. We just stopped in to check on you girls, make sure you didn’t need anything. Do you need anything?”

Seven raised her implanted brow. “You are the Goddess of Love?”

Artemis snickered at the disbelieving look in Seven’s eyes. “Better try something better then just introducing yourself if you expect her to believe you.” She whispered.

Aphrodite ignored her sister and stepped closer to Seven. “How can I convince you that I am who I claim to be?”

Seven had to think about that for a minute. “I do not care who you claim to be. I only wish to know why you are here?”

Aphrodite smiled. “I came to do just what I said, to see if you needed anything. Yah know, new cloths, food, maybe an explanation about what just happen here.”

Seven got a far away look in her eye as she checked her eidetic memory for what had taken place. Then she looked shocked and placed a hand protectively over her abdomen.

Before she could comment further, Torres grumbled and sat up. “Who are you talking to Bangwi’?” (Beloved) When Seven didn’t answer Torres stood up behind her. She spotted the other women and growled protectively. Moving to put herself between Seven and the others, Torres asked. “Who are you and where did you come from?”

Seven placed a calming hand on her shoulder. “They say they are Aphrodite and Artemis.” She waited for that to register.

“WHAT!!” B’Elanna yelled. She was just about ready to jump the woman closest to them, but Seven wrapped her arms around the angry half Klingon.

“They may be who they say they are, but I have a question before you tear them apart.” Seven whispered into Torres’s ear while holding her close.

The feel of Seven’s naked skin on hers reminded the half Klingon that they were both still unclothed. She finally nodded her head and relaxed into her loves arms.

“Did you have anything to do with what happen here?” Artemis nodded. “Did you have anything to do with my getting pregnant?”

B’Elanna turned to face Seven. “Pregnant.” She squeaked out. “H .. how ... when ... what ... “ Was all she could get out.

Seeing the need to explain further Aphrodite produced chairs for all and clothed the women.

“Well I guess that confirm you are a Goddess, but that still doesn’t explain why you’re here.” Torres said as she sat beside Seven.

“Let me tell you a story, then we need to get you girl’s back to your ship. Before you complain, the crystals you’re looking for are already loaded on your shuttle.” Artemis said.

The Goddess’s took turns telling about Xena, Gabrielle, Buffy and Willow. They explained what they were doing and why. When they were done Torres could only chuckle.

“Well I guess we know why we were having those dreams. But why the spell? What does it do other then get us together?” B’Elanna asked completely forgetting about Seven being pregnant.

Dite smiled gently at her. “The spell was not to get you together; it was to help continue the line. You are both part of a proud line of hero’s, one’s that fought for the good no matter the danger.”

Seven could tell that Torres still wasn’t getting it. “The spell is how I am carrying Lana’s baby, correct?” That got the half Klingon’s attention. She turned to face Seven.

“You’re going to have a baby? You’re going to have my baby?” When Seven just nodded her answers, but didn’t look her in the eye, Torres took her chin and forced Seven to look up. The tears falling silently from Sevens eyes broke her heart.

“I am sorry Lt. I should have been more careful in what I read.”

B’Elanna couldn’t figure out what Seven was crying for. “Why are you crying muSHa’?” (Love)

Artemis stood and walked over slowly. “She is afraid that you will be angry with her for loosing control. She thinks that she is unworthy of the love you have for her.”

B’Elanna looked from the Goddess to Seven. “Is that true?” Seven looked away, unable to meet the penetrating gaze, but Torres would have none of that. “I could never be angry with you for what we did. It was something I have wanted to do since you appeared in Engineering. I’m a little shocked about the baby part, but I would never change a thing. I love you Seven.” She finished by placing her hand over the ex-drones stomach. “I do have one question for you though.”

Seven looked worried when B’Elanna stood up, but was shocked when she knelt down and took the mesh-covered hand.

“Will you be my wife?” Torres asked with a tear in her eye.

Seven moved to kneel in front of Torres and pulled her close. “Yes, B’Elanna Torres, I will be your wife.”

Aphrodite stood and pulled Artemis up with her. “Well it looks like our work here is done. But before you go, I would like you to keep this with you.” She handed them the book off the pedestal. Then the Goddess’s vanished like they had appeared.

When Torres finally looked around she noticed that they were back aboard the shuttle. “Well since we have the crystals and Voyager wont be here for another day, why don’t we take the day off?”

“Indeed.” Was all Seven said as she pulled Torres towards the bunks. When they reached them Torres pulled Seven closer once more.

In a clear, loud voice she said. “jIH dok.” (My blood)

Seven’s answer was just as loud. “Maj dok.” (Our blood)

The ritual bite was more erotic then painful, knowing that they were now joined.

“I love you my Soch.” (Seven)

“I love you my Be'nal.” (Wife)

~~~~~

Once Voyager arrived Torres and Seven had the Capt. marry them before all their friends.

Janeway was a little surprised at what had transpired on the planet, but was overjoyed by the news of Seven’s being pregnant.

“So it all worked out in the end huh? So what is your next job? Anything I can help with?”

The blond in skimpy clothing just smiled at Janeway. “Yep, you’re my next job love muffin.”

The End