The BLTS Archive- Bewitching
Tenth in the Love Life series
by Belynda (belindat@ihug.co.nz)

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Archiving: Slash, Allslash, Package only please. Anyone else please
ask first.

Disclaimer: All character, places, and terminology that you recognize
belong to Paramount. Anything else is totally mine.

WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! The story herein is about a male/male
relationship concerning two or more loving males. If you have a
problem with m/m relationships or you are under 18 please leave now.

Note: This story has been sitting on my desk since January. I'm only
now getting around to posting it. (I love my life).

Feedback greatly appreciated. Oh, and this one is full of angst. Be
warned. Thanks to the lovely Dr Ruthless for betaing reading this.
Love you, hon.

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"Oh yeah. . . right there. Oh yes. . ."

"You are so beautiful."

"You're only saying that so you can fuck me."

"I am fucking you."

"Oh yeah. . . "

Biting back the moan that threatened to escape his dry lips, Tom 
rolled over onto his back. Turning his head, he gasped at the sight
that meet  his sleep fogged gaze. Sometime during his post sex sleep,
Chakotay had finished his shift and returned to Harry's quarters. His
eyes now greedily took in the sight of his two lovers on the bed
beside him.

Chakotay was on his hands and knees. Head was thrown back in total
bliss. Lips parted as he panted. Back wet with sweat. Muscles
straining as he rocked back and forth onto Harry's hard cock.

The ensign was just as beautiful. His hands holding onto the
Commander's hips as he thrust in and out. Again and again. His smooth
body, slick with perspiration. Damp hair flopping forward over his wet
forehead, shading his eyes. Almost hiding the endless burn of passion
that blazed deep and true in their depths. Almost.

Tom couldn't help the groan that left his dry lips. Any more than he
could help the erection that strained to life against his thigh.

Both men looked at him, not stopping their ride to completion. Then
Chakotay rasped out one word, the only word he seemed capable of
saying at that moment. "Tom. . . "

Knowing what Chakotay wanted by the look in his eyes, Tom moved closer 
to his lover. Leaning forward on an elbow, he kissed Chakotay.
Sweetness, hot sweetness Tom thought as his tongue slid along his
lover's. With a hint of Harry. The taste of Harry's cum in Chakotay's
mouth made Tom's erection blossom to even further hardness.

Groaning the two men continued to kiss passionately, Harry almost
forgotten in their haste to taste one another. Then Harry hit the
First Officers' prostrate, bringing him up on his knees and away from
Tom's mouth with a cry of pleasure.

Spreading his knees further apart to maintain a good balance, Harry
reached around and held Chakotay against his chest. All the while
thrusting in and out of the eager body of the First Officer. Leaning
down, he licked and bit the sweaty shoulder that was before him. The
older man responded by throwing back his head onto Harry's shoulder as
he moaned. And all the while, Harry kept his passion filled eyes
locked on Tom's.

Tom couldn't handle it anymore, and with a whimper, crawled on his
knees to his two lovers. Pressing his body flush with that of the
Commander's, feeling each and every one of Harry's thrusts. Absorbing
the heat of Chakotay's erection burning a path across his stomach,
rubbing against his own straining hardness. Then tilting his head
forward, his eyes begging, he accepted Harry's sweet mouth with a
small sob.

Trapped between the two younger men, Chakotay was lost in the passion, 
the fire of desire. Wanted. Needed. Unable to voice what he wanted. At
the mercy of his lover's. His body spoke for him. Straining.
Thrusting. Receiving and giving. Heart pounding. Blood rushing through
his veins. Sweat bathing his skin and his lover's. Hands grasping
Harry's hips, pulling the tool of his destruction into himself.
Harder. Faster. His nipples arching into the ensign's, caressing,
teasing fingers. Rock hard cock rubbing against Tom's. He was in
heaven and hell. And he wanted more.

Harry broke the kiss the Tom. Without breaking his eyes from Tom's, he
tenderly bit the Commander's throat. Hearing the moan that escaped
from both of his lovers, he pressed his face alongside that of his
dark-haired lover. "Isn't he beautiful?"

Taking in the face of the Commander, Tom had to agree. The First 
Officer was completely lost in the passion. He appeared lost within
the ever cascading emotions and feelings that spread throughout his
body. Chakotay was beautiful. Tom had never been witness to such a
sight before. Slowly he ran a hand down the side of the Commander's
face. Unable to resist, he tenderly kissed Chakotay for a brief minute
before pulling away to continue watching the emotions that graced his
lover's face.

The ensign saw the wonder on Tom's face. He had seen the expression 
on Chakotay's face before and knew that it was breathtaking.  Tom's
face looked just as beautiful when he had that expression on it. And
usually it was Chakotay and he himself who put it there.

Although Chakotay hadn't spoken out loud since he had rasped out Tom's
name, his mind was speaking for him. The Commander's connection to
Harry was more intense than ever before. Once Tom had accepted both of
them as lovers, he had been able to communicate telepathically as
well. His link wasn't as strong as Harry and Chakotay's but with each
day it grew stronger. Chakotay was taking loud and clear to his lovers
once Tom had stopped kissing him.

"Tom. I want you to stroke his cock while you kiss him. He should  be
allowed to come now. He's worked so hard for it. He deserves it. Make
him come, Tom." Harry whispered, his breath caressing the Commander's
ear, making a shiver snake down Chakotay's spine. Making him squeeze
tightly around the ensign's hard cock.

Gasping at the sensation, Harry thrust harder into his lover. Fingers
plucking at the pebbled nipples beneath his hands. Watching as Tom
kissed the older man with every bit of passion he had. Feeling the
spasms that shook the First Officer as his orgasm built. Hearing the
cry of completion as Chakotay's body was thrown that one final step
into climax. His cock being squeezed with the rippling muscle. Sending
his into the oblivion of orgasm a second after Chakotay. Tom's sobs of
fulfillment rang in his ears as his body exploded within his lover's.

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Harry came to, to find Tom looking down at him in concern. He gave his
lover a contented smile. "Hi."

"Hi. That was really beautiful. I would say let's do it again, but I'm
worn out." Tom grinned. He pointed to Chakotay. "Look."

Laughing Harry looked toward the Commander. Totally relaxed with a
small grin playing about his lips, Chakotay was dead to the world. He
looked ten years younger, the ensign decided with a sad heart. If only
they could have more time.

Following the plan Chakotay and himself had decided on, Harry had 
waited two weeks before announcing that he had to talk to his lovers.
Seating them down on the couch, Harry had gone onto explain about his
mental powers that he had been gifted with since his accident.
Chakotay had already known about Harry's abilities, and for Tom's sake
he played along with Harry. To show Tom that there was nothing to
worry about he had said that he 'accepted them as the Harry package."

Tom had been a little uneasy with the changes within his friend and 
lover, and had asked what had seemed like hundreds of questions. They
had  stayed up into the small hours of the morning, talking and making
decisions. Being reluctant at first, Tom had resisted all forms of
mental communication. That was, until he came upon Harry and Chakotay
practicing the very thing he was resisting.

He could still remember finding them. Walking into Harry's quarters,
he had headed toward the bedroom where, in the doorway he had gone
still in shock. Laying naked on the bed side by side, two feet of
space between them. Their hands clenching the sheets beneath them. And
aroused to the point of orgasm. They weren't talking, at least not out
loud. Whatever was transpiring between them was completely mental. And
while Tom was aroused by the sight of his two lovers straining on top
of the bed, panting and sweating, he was also jealous for the first
time.

They were sharing something so intense, so intimate. It was almost 
painful to watch. But he couldn't tear his gaze away. Continuing to
watch as Harry let out a cry as his cock finally released its load,
Chakotay followed a second later with a scream. He knew then that
whatever he felt toward Harry's gifts, he didn't want to miss what his
lover's had obviously just shared.

From then on he had accepted Harry and Chakotay into his head. And 
with each passing day, he grew more at ease with hearing them in his
mind.  Now, he shared a smile with Harry as they both knew that
Chakotay would be  like a big contented puppy for the rest of the
night.

Harry climbed over Tom, pausing to get a quick kiss on the way. "I'm
going to have a shower. Want to join me?"

"No. I think I'll just stay here and watch the big guy for a while.
It's not often that he's this quiet."

Chuckling with Tom, Harry made his way into the bathroom. He had a
quick shower, and was toweling his hair when he stilled. Towel
dropping to the floor forgotten, as he swept the room with his eyes in
concern. Eyes sweeping from side to side, he exited the bathroom.
Unable to place what was troubling him, he walked around the living
room trying to find something that was making him break out in a sweat
and feel a dread in his soul like never before. Then he made his way
into the bedroom. He didn't pay any attention to the growling and
hissing panther that stood on the bed.

Although he didn't see anything at first, he knew that something was
watching him and his lovers. Tapping into his powers like never
before, he focused on one thought. Protect his mates at all cost.
Suddenly he could see it. A demon with razor-sharp talons that were
reaching down to Chakotay.

With teeth bared, he let out an inhuman scream and he threw himself at
the demon that threatened his future.

Meanwhile his lovers slept on as he fought for their lives.

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Tom yawned as he sat up. He had fallen asleep as soon as Harry had
left the bed the night before. He saw that Chakotay was waking up as
well, and leaned over to kiss him. "Morning."

Stretching, the First Office gave Tom a quick kiss back before he too
sat up in bed. "Morning. Spirits, I feel sore. Nice, but sore."

Grinning the younger man got up. "But you wouldn't give it up for the
world, would you?"

"Spirits no! Harry definitely has a way that can drive a man crazy. I
think we're both lucky to have him. Even if he does leave us tired,
sore and bruised."

"Gods yes!" Both mean said as they remembered a many a night spent
hidden behind locked doors with Harry. Chuckling they both made their
way to the bathroom.

"Speaking of Harry. Do you know where he is?" Tom asked.

Pausing in the act of turning the shower on, Chakotay stilled. "No. I
don't. Harry usually wakes one of us up to tell us if he has to go.
For him not to tell us is unusual."

Sharing an uneasy look, they looked at one another for reassurance.

"Fuck." Tom swore as he marched back into the bedroom to get  his comm
badge. "Paris to Kim." He asked, and when he didn't get a response, he
repeated his words. "Parps to  Kim."

Worried now, Chakotay barked at the computer. "Computer, location of
Ensign Kim." The computer told them that Harry was in his quarters.
Where they were at the moment.

Tom looked for and found Harry's comm badge and picked it up to show
Chakotay.

Walking over to the computer terminal on Harry's desk, Chakotay found
out that Harry was in Cargo Bay One. "Tom, let's get dressed and go
and find Harry. He has some explaining to do."

Less than three minutes later, they left Harry's quarters where they
had spent such a such a wonderful night. They were now more than a
little angry.

Harry knew better than to go anywhere without his comm badge. And his
lovers were going to take him to task on it. As soon as they exited
the turbo lift on the Cargo Bay level, both of them stilled. The
screams of the panther, Harry's spirit guide, echoed down the
corridors, heard only by the two people who had been gifted with
seeing and hearing him besides Harry.

Chilled to the bone, the two lovers ran down the corridor toward the
panther's cries. Entering Cargo Bay One, they immediately saw the
panther. And he was pissed. Hissing and spitting, crashing into
things, screaming out with rage. He saw the two men enter the room and
ran into the far reaches of the room, knowing that they would follow
him.

Pursuing, stepping around containers, they soon found the trail of
blood.

Tom paled at the sight. Then he saw Harry laying in a pool of his own
blood. His skin ripped, muscles slashed, bones exposed. He looked
dead. Falling to his knees beside Harry's lifeless body, Tom was
barely aware of Chakotay frantically calling out for a Medical
Emergency beam out for three.

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Tuvok looked up from his screen. "Captain, a Medical Emergency beam
out has just occurred in Cargo Bay One. There was some interference
with the beam out, so I cannot detect who the injured crew members
are. But I can tell you that three people beamed into Sick Bay. They
were Commander Chakotay, Lt. Paris, and Ensign Kim."

Silence reigned over the Bridge as Tuvok delivered this news. Then the
Captain was out of her seat and heading for the Turbo Lift, ordering
Tuvok to take control of the Bridge.

She made it to Sick Bay in record time. Entering the room, she saw
Chakotay and Tom standing side by side watching as the Doctor worked
on. . . Harry? "Oh god." She couldn't help whispering as she took in
the still figure on the bio bed. The only thing that told her it was
Harry, was the black hair that was still attached to his head. Taking
in all the blood, she felt her stomach roll. Controlling the urge to
be sick, she turned to the two men that stood still at her side.

The first thing that struck her, was the utter silence that surrounded
them. Not a sound escaped their tight lips. The second thing that
struck at her very core, was the the absolute anguish that seeped from
their souls. Never had she seen such pain. Getting a hold of her
emotions, she had to ask. "Can you tell me what happened? Chakotay?
Tom? What happened?" After a moment they spoke.

"We woke up. . . "

"Couldn't find him. . . "

"Asked the computer. . . "

"Comm badge was in his quarters. . . "

"He wasn't. . . "

"Tracked him down to Cargo Bay One. . . "

"We knew something was wrong. . . "

"When we heard the screams. . . "

"Louder and louder. . . "

"And then we found him. . . "


"And beamed him here. . . "

Shocked by the lifeless voices that carried on from one another, each
starting a new sentence, she could only stare at them for a moment.
Together they stood, watching the doctor and two assistants work on
Harry hour after hour until finally, the assistants left, and the
doctor stepped out from beside Harry's bed.

"Doctor, how is he?" Kathryn asked.

"Not well. He sustained a lot of damage. More than is humanly
possible. If he survives the next 24 hours, he has a chance to live.
But for now, I don't have much hope. Sadness showed in his eyes
briefly as he cast a quick look at Harry.

"What happened? Is there anything we can do to help Harry?"  She
wanted whoever was responsible for Harry's injuries to pay. And she
knew that she would keep on searching until she found that person.

"He was, to put it bluntly, sliced to pieces. 21% of his bones cut or
broken. Internal injuries too long to list. The amount of blood he has
lost alone is enough to kill him."

"Sliced? With what?"

He sighed. "I don't know. Whatever it was, it was intended to do its
job well. And in this case it has." Turning to the two silent men that
stood to his side, he knew that they hadn't heard a word he had said.
"Commander, Lt. Do you have any questions? Anything at all."

They turned their heads as one to look at him. "Can we speak to him?"

Surprised, the Doctor shared a look with the Captain.

Just then Tuvok entered Sick Bay, his shift having just finished. He
made his way over to them. Casting a look over to the bio bed he said.
"Doctor. How is Ensign Kim?"

"It's touch and go at the moment. We can only wait." Then  he turned
back to the two men who were waiting for his answer. "You  can speak
to him but I don't know if he can hear you. Or if he does, what he
understands. Just don't expect any response."

They watched as the silent men walked toward the bio bed. They stood 
on either side of him, looking down at the still pale ensign. To
Kathryn  and the Doctor, the two men didn't appear to be doing
anything. After what seemed like countless minutes, Tom gave a pained
cry and ran out of sickbay. It was only the tears running down his
face that stopped Kathryn from going after him.

Chakotay, his pain clear on his face, walked away from Harry, and 
quietly left the sick bay as well. Both Kathryn and the Doctor were
puzzled  and concerned.

"What just happened here?" Kathryn asked, worried about her  best
friend as well as Tom.

"I believe I may be able to shed some light on the behavior of the
Commander and Lt. Paris." Tuvok said. "The three men are
telepathically linked. When Commander Chakotay and Lt. Paris stood by
Ensign Kim, they were trying to talk to him through their connection.
They were unsuccessful. I believe that they took this to mean the
Ensign Kim was gone from them."

The Captain was shocked. "They are telepathically linked? But how?
They are all human."

Clearing his throat, the Doctor went on to explain what had happened.
"After Harry had that accident several months ago, his neural pathways
started to. . . change. Reverting to its natural state. Unconsciously
Harry tried to hide the truth from himself. But once I did some tests,
he couldn't hide it anymore. We talked for several hours about the
situation. Harry has no memories from before eight years ago. He
doesn't remember why he has no memories from before then, and there
was nothing in his medical charts. Until the accident a few months
ago, he had no reason to doubt who and what he was. But after. . .some
memories started to resurface. Enough memories for both myself and
Harry to cast doubt on whether he was actually human."

"Are you saying that Harry is an alien? But if he is why didn't anyone
pick that up?"

"Captain, even the most sophisticated machine or test wouldn't have
been able to tell the difference. Right down to his DNA, he was a
human. But now, his DNA is changing and most of the human DNA is
slowly being changed with his body. There are physical changes as
well."

"Physical? How?" Kathryn demanded.

"For one, he's growing a second heart. And he seems to be  growing
another organ in his stomach. We haven't been able to  determine why."
He sighed and looked over at the unconscious Ensign. "It's his
telepathic ablities that are the most amazing."

"Why didn't you tell me this sooner? In case you have forgotten, I am
the Captain of this ship. Not to tell me of these changes that have
occurred to Harry is just not good enough. What more haven't you told
me about Harry?"

Understanding where her anger was coming from, and her need to know
everything, Tuvok nodded and dealt the shattering blow. "Mr. Kim is
also romantically involved with both Mr. Paris and the Commander. He
and Commander Chakotay had been lovers since before the accident that
occurred on the bridge, and he and Mr. Paris have also become lovers
within the last six weeks."

"My god. Did you know about this Doctor?"

"Yes. I have know about both relationships from the start. Harry felt
he was able to confide in me. I couldn't betray his thrust in me. And
he wouldn't be in a relationship with Tom at all, if he could have
controlled the urge."

"The urge?" Kathryn asked.

"Yes. Since the accident, Harry has told me that he has an
uncontrollable to claim Tom as his mate as well as Chakotay. He said
it has been a need that has burned for months. A compulsion that he
tried to fight for as long as he could. But in the end he couldn't
stop himself. If it has something to do with his body changing, we
don't know. He has told me that since mating with Tom and Chakotay, he
has never felt so complete. That he has been able to go on with both
of them supporting him."

"Mr. Kim has thought of terminating his life?" Tuvok asked.

"I asked him that and he said "Without one, I am incomplete. Without
two, I am dead." He wasn't sure what he meant by that and I didn't
push him."

"Well. I don't know what to say. You have both shocked me with your
knowledge of Harry's life and your unwillingness to not tell me. I'm
going to need time to think things over. Doctor, you'll keep me posted
as to if there are any changes? Good." Then she turned and exited the
room, anger evident in her stride.

"Well. I think that could have gone a little better."

Tuvok arched a eyebrow. "Indeed." Then he too left.

Sighing, the Doctor made his way over to his patient. Checking the
readings on the computer monitors, he saw that Harry was stable for
the time being. Programming the computer to activate him if there were
any changes with Harry's vital signs, he deactivated himself. Leaving
Harry alone to cope with the battle that was raging on inside his
body.

--- 9 Days Later ---

Walking into Sick Bay, the Captain wasn't surprised to see Chakotay
and Tom sitting on either side of Harry's bio bed. Giving them a nod
when they looked up, she continued until she entered the Doctor's
office. "Any changes?"

"No. And as each day passes, the chance for Harry to recover gets
smaller and smaller, but I'm more worried about Chakotay and Tom. I
don't think they're coping. Have your noticed what they are like on
duty?"

"Yes. They are distracted, distant and only talk when asked something.
It's as if they have given up on him."

"I think that they are reaching the end of their rope. I don't know
how much longer they can cope without Harry showing some improvement."

They stood in silence, watching as Tom and Chakotay sat by Harry's
side without talking. Both men were pale, and they had lost weight.
Turning back to the Doctor, Kathryn was about to ask another question,
when a machine beeped. Immediately, the Doctor was rushing to Harry's
side. Chakotay and Tom were on their feet, demanding that the Doctor
tell them what was happening. They watched as he read the computer
monitor,  and placed a hypo spray against Harry's neck. Then he keyed
the monitor and they watched as Harry's head tilted back as the
cortical stimulators were activated.

It was obvious to everyone that Harry had taken a turn for the worst.
And they could only continue to watch as the Doctor worked on.

Five minutes later the Doctor let out a sigh of relief. "He'll be all
right now. His brain waves stopped functioning, and they just needed
some help to get back on line. He'll be all right."

Chakotay was shaking his head.  "No, he won't. Can't you see?
He's dying. Why won't you accept that and just let him die."

"What in the hell are you talking about?" Tom cried out, not believing
what his lover was saying. "Do you want him to die? Have you given up
hope? It's to early to give up yet. Tell him Doc. Tell him that Harry
is going to live and get better." When the Doctor didn't say anything,
he turned on him. His anger lashing out at everyone. "You don't think
he will live do you? What is wrong with you people?"

"I can't take it any more, Tom. The silence in my head. Not being able
to talk to him. I just can't go through this again. Getting my hopes
up won't help Harry this time. I can't do this again." Chakotay
repeated, his heart breaking. Pain filled his chest until he thought
he would die from the sheer agony. He back away from the bio bed. "I
can't." He whispered, then he was running from the room, leaving
behind a very confused and angry lover.

"What does he mean again?" Seeing the look that passed  between the
Doctor and Kathryn he demanded again. "What's  going on!"

"Tom, how long do you think Chakotay and Harry have been lovers?" The
Doctor asked softly.

Puzzled Tom looked from one to the other. "Four days after Chakotay
and I did." Realizing what they were saying he asked. "How long?"

"For almost a month before Harry's accident on the Bridge." The Doctor
said kindly.

Shaking, the young man was unaware of the utter pain that shone in his
eyes. "He lied to me. They lied to me." Looking at his lover as he lay
on the bio bed, he whispered, "Why Harry? Why did you lie about that?
I would have accepted that you were with Chakotay. I would have left
you alone. Why?"

"He said he couldn't live without you Tom. That he needed both you and
Chakotay. He felt that he didn't have a choice." The Doctor told the
pilot.

"So you felt that you had to lie to get me into bed. God, Harry. There
have been many times when I have felt used. But never has anyone made
me feel like a whore, and I do at the moment, and I hate you for
that." Turning on his heel, he too left his lover's side, maybe for
good this time.

Kathryn paced as she ran her fingers through her hair. "What kind of
mess have they gotten them selves into? I have never seen such pain
before. Oh, Harry, why did you do this?" Expecting no answer, she left
as well.

The Doctor took a sad look at Harry. "Maybe it's just as well you
can't hear what's happening around you Harry. For surely your heart
would be breaking too." Sighing, he went in to  his office to go
over his notes on Harry's case once again. Looking for the one thing
that would help him to save Harry's life.

No one saw it.

No one was there to witness it.

No one was able to see the pain.


The lone tear that traveled slowly down from the corner of Harry's
eye. Sliding over pale flesh. And sinking into the black hair by his
ear. In that one tear, was the hope the Chakotay and Tom would find
comfort in each other's arms.

As he tried to survive long enough to make it home.

To his people.

And as the tear dried, leaving no evidence that it had ever been 
there, so did the hope.

Inside, Harry screamed in anguish.

And no one knew.

---

The End