Photo Album
by
vanhunks
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Paramount owns Janeway and Chakotay
Summary: Kathryn and Chakotay look at family photos.
For all the VAMBIES and the avatars they created, this is dedicated to them.
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PHOTO ALBUM
"I like this one," Kathryn said as she
pointed to a photo.
"Kathryn, honey, you almost died there. I
was demented! Someone had time to snap this picture?"
"You held me like you were never going to
let me go - "
Chakotay gave a low chuckle. "Don't you go
dying on me, Kathryn..."
"I heard it, you know. I felt loved."
He shifted to place his arm round her and gave
her a gentle hug. He didn't want to think about that time anymore and pointed to
another photo.
"Here, Kathryn in white. You always did
look great in white."
"Venice Beach! That was some adventure. We
got a chance to take a look at our ancestors," she quipped. "Hey, you
didn't look too bad either."
"Come on, Kathryn. They were eyeing you...
I'd have loved to see you on those roller blades."
Kathryn smiled. "Doctor got his greatest
gift during that little adventure."
"Yes, he was always so proud of going on
real away missions after he got his mobile emitter."
"Here...this is a good one..."
"That? Kathryn! I was wearing my Maquis
gear. I looked uncouth and...rough."
"And your point is?"
"Reminds me of my renegade days.
Hey...isn't that Ayala standing behind me?"
"Oh, yes! That was - "
"The first time I boarded Voyager. I wanted
to kill Tom Paris..." Chakotay's voice sounded a little reflective.
"For the first time I was faced with a very tough Captain Janeway who would
defend her crew to the death..."
"It wasn't that bad, Chakotay. You stood up
for me, too. That's when I got the impression I was dealing with a very
aggressive, very angry, very tough warrior. B'Elanna didn't have a
chance..."
"You're the Captain, right? Very cute
picture then."
"Aye. I'm your wife now. All the parameters
have changed."
"Just for that you deserve a kiss, my
love," he replied, pulling her against him to kiss her tenderly. He sighed
when he broke off the kiss and concentrated on the pictures again.
"My Arachnia...Oh, Kathryn, didn't anyone
tell you that dress was awful?"
"I was supposed to play a part. Don't
worry. I recycled it immediately after I overpowered Chaotica with my famous
pheromones..."
"And Kathryn with these fellows... I wanted
to kill them all," he murmured as he pointed to some more photos. "I
beat the snot out of Michael. And this one...the crew called him Kashyk
the Creep."
"They did?"
"I thought I was going to lose you,
then."
"You didn't have to worry. I was never
lost. But what about you? You went and kissed Species 8472."
"She was human, then."
"And you fell for Riley, Valerie,
Kellin...Seven - "
"Oh, isn't this sweet? St Claire... Kathryn
in her tuxedo - white, naturally - and me in my World War II uniform."
Kathryn chuckled at the way Chakotay changed the subject quickly. Seven was an
embarrassment.
"Know what was the best thing of the
Hirogen Hunt?"
"What, that they kept us enslaved?" he
asked.
"I could kiss you any time I wanted
to."
Chakotay smiled indulgently as his eyes swept
over his wife. His Kathryn... She had such a way of creating peace in him just
when he was about to explode. He turned a few pages of the album.
"So many pictures, Kathryn. Hundreds of
them... All now visual historical documents of the lives of Janeway and
Chakotay..." He leaned over to kiss her again. Kathryn curled her toes,
moved so that she could rub them against Chakotay's leg. He moaned his pleasure.
"Hmmm...Indiana in winter. Kathryn and Chakotay on leave, the children with
your sister in Paris... Just wonderful..."
"Lovely, aren't they? We're together on
most of these pictures. Look here...New Earth. Here's Chakotay protecting me
during the storm. Chakotay showing me the design for the boat he was going to
build for me. Chakotay looking dashing in casual wear, next to me tending my
tomato plants..."
"And Kathryn as Admiral Janeway with gray
hair. Very distinguished. Here's Kathryn as a Klingon. Barge of the dead, wasn't
it?" Kathryn nodded. "And here, toasting champagne in the observation
lounge, with Kathryn again in white! We looked carefree. This one... In the
holodeck enjoying Neelix's resort program. He insisted we stand together wearing
leis."
"Who is this?" Kathryn asked, frowning
as her fingers moved over the man's face
"That's you kissing Jaffen."
"No comment on that one."
"One painful episode going away.
Next..."
"And we never captured any of these
pictures ourselves," Kathryn said as if she didn't hear what he said
"Kathryn and Chakotay, dressed in black,
for once. That's one very cool number you were wearing, with us laughing into
the camera like that, sharing some secret joke. Where did this come from? Hey! I
don't recall us ever posing in black, Kathryn. In fact, where did all these
other pictures come from?" Chakotay sat forward, then turned to Kathryn,
frowning. "You know something I don't?"
"Chakotay, Chakotay... Haven't you noticed
the size of these pictures?"
"Well, they're all uncommonly small, barely
two centimetres by two centimetres."
"See? Like little signatures or
incarnations. People young and old who are fanatic about us, created them."
"We have fans?"
"And they called them avatars, made by the
J/Cers of VAMB. I got a headache trying to figure out the temporal anomalies
here."
"Kathryn..." Chakotay groaned, "I
have a headache."
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