Ok Falling Into Grace is the 'Sequel' to the 'A Moment Missed'

Series. So if you haven't read Slight, The Heat, Shame, Shaken &

Stirred, A Light in the Storm, Duck& Cover, Improvements, Luck,

Beauty Queen, Home Again Home Again Jiggedy Jig, and the 'Epilogue'

Surprises, you'll be as lost as 'fashion' in my mothers closet *g*.

But I'm sure anyone who'd take the time to read this has read those.

Well this won't have the same SETUP as the last one, no

switching 'Realities' between Stories. But rest assured I will give

you the Janeway/Torres a few people have asked me for, but this one

is for Nicodemus.

 

 

FF: Falling Into Grace

Revelations

By: Me (A stalwart T/7 fan that could use a good Scotch but isn't old

enough to drink)

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Seven rushed into the quarters she shared with her wife B'Elanna

Torres, trying her hardest to hope for the best, praying that her

spouse was uninjured. But she halted a few steps inside at a most

intriguing site. A small fair skinned boy stood on the coffee table

gazing around the room with undisguised curiousity. Three things

occured to Seven. 1: He was quite beautiful in his near silver

colored glory 2: He was very naked and 3: he did not belong to anyone

she knew.

 

"State your designation" she demanded coming to a stiff attention as

his strangely familiar blue eyes fell upon her.

 

At her commanding tone the boy seemed to falter and silently weigh

his answer. Instead of presenting a verbal answer he dropped his head

and refused to meet her eyes.

 

Seven thought for a moment, the child looked young. 3 maybe four

terran years old, she tried another approached as she wondered if

B'Elanna knew of the silver angel on her coffee table.

 

"What's your name little one" Seven this time pitched her voice and

relaxed her body for a more mellow approached. To her gratification

the boys head came up and he answered.

 

"My name is Nicodemus Hansen-"

 

"Torres" B'Elanna added as she came through the door that led to

their bedroom. She was holding what appeared to Seven to be one of

her old work out tank tops and a small towel. As she passed Seven she

handed her a PADD.

 

"Now Nico arms up. We'll have to see about getting you some 'real'

clothes" B'Elanna helped him with the top gently pulling it over his

head. She then took the towel and began to dry is damp head.

 

Seven stood frozen staring at the PADD. She understood what her

counterpart had done. But she had no grasp of the feeling behind such

an act of love. "Lanna, his is..........mine?" she managed to shoke

out.

 

"Ours" B'Elanna corrected. Lifting Nico off the table she shook out

the towel. "I have to take him to Sickbay. He rematerialized under

the bed and has a few scratches I think should be looked at"

 

Seven nodded mutely, her bewildered gaze going from the PADD to her

newly aquired 'son'.

 

"Seven are you alright" B'Elanna stepped closer to her wife realizing

exact how pale the woman had become .

 

"Yes. Let us proceed to Sickbay"

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SickBay

 

The EMH admistered yet another 'Neural Suppressant' to yet another

crewman overwhelmed by the reprecussions of the 'Flyby'.

 

"Doctor I do not understand how this could happen" Janeway said

pacing Sickbay.

 

"Well Captain that makes two of us"

 

Janeway was about to lit into the holodoc for his flippant attitude

towards this........this.........catastrophe, when the doors to

SickBay hissed open once again. But this time instead of admitting

yet another hysterical crewman, to admit the rather calm and

collected looking Seven of Nine, B'Elanna Torres, and to her

astonishment a child.

 

"Who's he" Janeway was approaching hysterics herself.

 

"Our son Nicodemus" Seven said with a calm she didn't feel.

 

Janeway spun on her heel and paced double time.

 

The EMH took in all in stride "Ah so we've acquired another addition

to our precious cargo" he began to scan Nicodemus ignoring when the

boy flinched away from him.

 

"Doctor could you run a dermal regenerator over these scratches

please" B'Elanna's calm voice broke through the soft humming of the

holodoc.

 

"Of course Lt."

 

Nico glanced between the EMH and the increasingly annoyed look on his

new 'mother's' face.

 

"Are we going to 'Improve' him as well Lanna"

 

"I'm really considering it Nico" B'Elanna's features cleared as the

innocent question.

 

"Are you okay baby"

 

"I am not a baby I am 16 cycles old"

 

"And your in the wrong 'Reality'"Janeway cut in crossing to the

biobed B'Elanna had seated the child on.

 

"No he isn't Captain. My counterpart believed that Nicodemus would be

happier here with my wife and myself" Seven said handing over the

PADD.

 

Janeway read as follows:

 

To: B'Elanna Torres and Seven of Nine

Subj: Nicodemus Hansen Paris

 

I do not know how to tell you this, but until now I have never seen

my son as happy and content as when I saw him the the arms of Lt.

Torres. Being here with me is I believe detrimental to his emotional

health. His father, though in his own mysterious way, is a good man.

He is not the correct individual to raise the sub-unit he assisted in

creating. I ask of the two of you, Love him like he is your own.

Raise him in the way I wish too but cannot. He needs you. I have told

him of my feeling pretaining to this matter and he has agreed to be a

good son to you. Seven please understand this love that he wishes to

share with you. It is pure and unconditional. Do not be afraid to

return it. If you turn to the 'gift' that is your wife for assurance

you will not fail. Resisting his love is 'futile'.

 

Seven of Nine aka Annika Hansen Paris

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