Disclaimer: Star Trek Voyager and all who sail in her belong to Paramount/Viacom and no infringement of copyright/trade marks is intended. This story includes same sex relationships between women. If you are offended by this or it is illegal where you live or you are underage then please read no further. Oh, yeah. The character of Lt. Rain Masters is all mine. Spoilers: Too many episodes to mention, with the exception of "Imperfection" and "Human Error"
Code: T/7 J/f.
Rating: NC17
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Description: Torres finds Seven and Janeway finds another. As it should be ;-)
| Chapter 1 18 April 2001 | Chapter 2 18 April 2001 | Chapter 3 18 April 2001 | Chapter 4 18 April 2001 | Chapter 5 18 April 2001 |
| Chapter 6 18 April 2001 | Chapter 7 18 April 2001 | Chapter 8 18 April 2001 | Chapter 9 18 April 2001 | Chapter 10 18 April 2001 |
| Chapter 11 31 May 2001 | Chapter 12 31 May 2001 | Chapter 13 31 May 2001 | Chapter 14 31 May 2001 | Chapter 15 31 May 2001 |
| Chapter 16 31 May 2001 | Chapter 17 31 May 2001 | Chapter 18 31 May 2001 | Chapter 19 31 May 2001 | Chapter 20 31 May 2001 |
| Chapter 21 31 May 2001 | Chapter 22 31 May 2001 | Chapter 23 31 May 2001 | Chapter 24 31 May 2001 | Chapter 25 31 May 2001 |
| Chapter 26 31 May 2001 | Chapter 27 31 May 2001 | Chapter 28 31 May 2001 | Chapter 29 21 Dec 2001 | Chapter 30 21 Dec 2001 |
| Chapter 31 21 Dec 2001 | Chapter 32 21 Dec 2001 | Chapter 33 10 Oct 2002 |
Chapter 1
18 April 2001
B'Elanna Torres was not having a good day. The fact that her workday was approaching its 23rd hour was only an added annoyance. Shuffling through the Jeffries tube that led to engineering, Torres thought about all that had happened in the last 24 hours.
That dream. Damn it, don't think about it. How can I not think about it? Geez, Torres, get a grip! Well, you're divorced. It's ok to dream about someone else besides Paris. But an erotic dream? So? You're six months pregnant, that's what! Oh, geez.
At 0300 yesterday morning, Torres was rudely awakened from the absolute most intense dream of her life by a call from Vorik about a ship-wide systems failure…
"Vorik to Lieutenant Torres."
B'Elanna turned her head on the pillow, trying to get away from the incessant chirping.
"Vorik to Lieutenant Torres."
The chirping continued.
"Vorik to Lieutenant Torres!"
"What, damn it!" B'Elanna Torres, abruptly pulled from her sleep - panting, sweating, hearts racing- was pissed at the interruption. Even if the one doing the interrupting was her favorite engineer. Reaching for her comm. badge, "This better be good, Vorik," she growled.
"Lieutenant," replied Vorik, completely unfazed by her anger, "we are experiencing -
At that very moment, Voyager dropped out of warp.
B'Elanna crawled out of bed to throw on her uniform. Well, as quickly as she could, given her condition. Being pregnant in her sixth month did not make for smooth motions or graceful actions. What's wrong with my ship now, she wondered. Out loud she interrupted, "What the hell is going on?"
"As I was saying, Lieutenant, we are experiencing a ship-wide systems failure in the positronic circuitry adjacent to all gel-packs…
…B'Elanna continued making her way back to engineering through Jeffries tube 22, feeling an overwhelming fatigue permeate her body. Pausing to rest, she chuckled softly as she remembered what happened after finding the cause of the systems failures. Had she ever been so wrong about a person in her life?…
When she arrived in engineering, she immediately went to a console to begin accessing Voyager's systems. Upon analyzing the various systems, she noticed that all the failures followed the same path and pattern. Turning to Lt. Vorik, she asked, "Why haven't you checked the comm. system?"
Vorik raised his eyebrow in typical Vulcan fashion and stated, "The communications system had not been affected by the failures, Lieutenant."
"And you didn't find that odd?" she shot back. "Every other system on board is affected except communications. Let's start there."
"Yes, Lieutenant."
Ten minutes later, Torres discovered the problem and promptly flew into a Klingon rage worthy of the great Kahless. "God damn it! That stupid, arrogant Borg P'Tach! I'll kill her!"
Torres turned to her staff and hollered, "Vorik! You and Nicoletti divide everyone into teams to start changing out all the positronic circuit boards. Get the equipment and personnel in place, but don't start until you hear from me. I'll be in Cargo Bay 2."
To be continued....