The BLTS Archive- Destiny
by JanitaMB, a.k.a. Blackcat (janitamb@aol.com, blackcat66@email.com)

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Disclaimer:  The characters except for Lt. Chayton (pronounced Shay-
ton) are the property of Paramount.  I just like playing with them a
little.  The story idea, however, is mine.  Neither I nor Paramount
are making any money off of this story.  Archive at will.

(c) 1998 JanitaMB a.k.a. Blackcat

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Stardate 51998.2
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*I have to stop him,* Chakotay thought as he urgently raced to the
transporter room.  He had to stop Tom from leaving, had to try to
change his mind somehow. He had to make him understand, had to let him
know what he was leaving behind...

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Exactly one year earlier, Stardate 50998.2
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Chakotay was finally off duty and heading for his quarters.  For the
first time in weeks, Chakotay actually had a day off.  A day off.  A
day not tending to ship's business or listening to crew members'
problems.  A day to do absolutely anything or nothing if he wished.
He'd been looking forward to this time for days -- the last week being
particularly grueling.

He entered his quarters and once the door closed behind him,
immediately began removing the constricting uniform.  When and if they
ever returned to the Alpha quadrant he was going to have a serious
talk with the individual who was responsible for designing the
uniforms.  That is, if he wasn't sent to prison for his involvement in
the Maquis.  He threw his uniform in the refresher and decided to
allow himself the luxury of a long, leisurely hot bath before going to
bed.  He went into the bathroom, set the water to the desired
temperature and let it run while he went to the replicator and decided
what he wanted for dinner.  He'd been saving his credits for the past
2 months, anticipating this time off.

He grabbed his robe, a bath towel and a washcloth, and returned to the
bathroom.  After tossing his washcloth in the tub, he lay his robe and
bath towel on top of the closed toilet lid, then stepped into the warm
water.

Slowly, he lowered himself in the water, getting used to the heat,
then relaxed as the water surrounded him.  He lay there and soaked for
a while, enjoying the fact that he didn't have to move if he didn't
want to.   Then he submerged his entire body into the warm water. *Boy
this feels wonderful,* he thought as the water quickly covered his
head.

When the temperature of the water began to cool down, he washed the
day's dirt off of his body, then got out of the tub drying himself,
and putting on his robe.  He began to towel dry his hair as he padded
to the replicator, ordered his food, then took it to his dining table.

After finishing his meal, he sat on his sofa with a book and began to
read. Ironically, within 15 minutes, he was bored to death.  *Maybe I
need a change of scenery* he thought.  He put on some loose fitting
black pants with a shirt to match, comfortable black shoes and headed
for the observation lounge.


The lounge was dark and empty except for one individual.  He'd
recognized the tall lean form as soon as he saw him.  It was Tom
Paris.  Still wearing his uniform, he stood by the window, blankly
watching the stars streak by. He looked so alone, and Chakotay had the
feeling that something was not right in his life.  Chakotay moved
toward Tom and stood next to him silently for a while.

"They're beautiful aren't they?"  Tom asked, knowing Chakotay was
standing next to him even though he made no effort to visually confirm
his presence.

"Yes they are," he replied, watching as the glow of the stars cascaded
off of Tom's angelic face. *You're so beautiful,* he thought to
himself.

"So, what brings you here Commander?" he asked, not taking his eyes
away from the window.

"Needed a change of scenery from my quarters.  You?" Chakotay said,
knowing something other than boredom brought the young pilot there.

Sighing deeply, he replied "B'Elanna and I broke up."

Chakotay didn't know what to say.  On the one hand he felt sorry for
him, knowing he must be hurting.  On the other hand, he was jumping
for joy inside, and he felt guilty about it.  But he couldn't help his
feelings.  He'd been disappointed when Tom and B'Elanna began their
relationship, wishing he had followed his feelings sooner and told Tom
how he felt about him.  But he refused to come between them. After a
long silence, he dared to ask, "Was she seeing someone else?"

"No, I broke it off, not her."  He responded as he moved away from the
window and settled on one of the sofas along the wall of the lounge.
"I couldn't bring myself to lie to her about my feelings.  I love her,
as a friend, but I'm not *in* love with her."

Chakotay sat down next to him, intent on listening as long as Tom
wanted.  Then Tom uttered, "I know I did the right thing, but I feel
lousy."

"That's only to be expected Tom."  Chakotay voiced, resting a
comforting hand on Tom's thigh.  "You care for her.  You'd be less
than human if you didn't feel lousy."

"You're right," he replied, a half-hearted smile gracing his face.
"I'll just be glad when the feeling goes away."

"Don't worry, it will with time," Chakotay reassured.  "Besides, if I
know B'Elanna, she probably appreciates your honesty.  She would
rather you be up-front with her about your feelings, than live a lie
and end up resenting her in the long run."

"I hope she can forgive me," Tom responded softly, obviously feeling
immense guilt for what he had done.

"She will Tom, just give her some time."  Chakotay reassured.

They sat there in companionable silence for a few minutes longer, then
Tom got up to leave.

"Tom," Chakotay voiced, "Anytime you need to talk, you know where to
find me."

"As a counselor?" Tom asked looking at his XO.

"No, as a friend." Chakotay said which caused a smile to spread across
Tom's beautiful face.  Chakotay couldn't help but grin in response.

"That's good to know,"  Tom replied thoughtfully,  "I just might take
you up on that Commander."  Smiling, he then exited the lounge.

---

During next two months, Tom and Chakotay's friendship expanded with
each passing day.  And Tom found himself yearning more and more for
the Commander's company.

One evening after their shift ended, he found himself alone on the
turbolift with Chakotay.  For a while now, he'd been testing the
waters, asking Chakotay to play him in a game of pool, sitting with
him informally at lunch. His most recent move was to ask Chakotay to
dance with him during one of Neelix's *morale boosting* events, and to
his surprise and delight he agreed. Remembering how good it felt to be
held by his strong arms caused a smile to snake it's way across his
face as Chakotay stood by quietly observing him.

"What are you thinking about Tom?" Chakotay asked, intrigued by Tom's
changing facial expressions.

"Oh, nothing important," he lied.  "So what are you up to tonight?
Anything special?"

"Not really, why?"

"Wanna meet me in Sandrine's later on this evening?"

"Sure.  How about 1800?" Chakotay inquired.

"Great." Tom replied as the turbolift came to a halt on the deck
leading to his quarters.  "See you then." He said as he exited the
turbolift.

As the turbolift resumed its course to his deck, Chakotay found
himself excitedly looking forward to meeting Tom.

At 1815 hours, Chakotay, after showering and changing into civvies,
was standing in front of the doors to the holodeck.  He entered to see
Tom sitting at a table in the corner.  As he walked over to his table,
he noticed B'Elanna and Captain Janeway in the middle of a game of
pool.  Harry was sitting at a table across from Tuvok playing a game
of Vulcan Chess, a game that Chakotay felt he would never understand.

"Hey.  Sorry I'm late."

"Chakotay, I was beginning to think you weren't going to show up."

"And turn down a chance to spend time with you?  Never." he smiled,
drawing a huge blush from the blond pilot.

"You want to play a game of pool?  Looks like the Captain and B'Elanna
are done." Tom noted,  as he observed the two leaving together.

"Sure."

They went over to the pool table and Tom racked the balls up and took
the first shot.  Chakotay watched as his long lean form bent over the
table to make his second shot.  *I wonder if he has any idea what he
does to me,* he thought as he resisted a sudden urge to reach over and
caress Tom's backside, instead saying,  "Tom, I need your advice on
something."

"The *counselor* needs advice from me?  Oh this should be
interesting," he answered, amusement in his voice as he made the next
shot.

"There's someone on the ship I'm interested in," Chakotay began, "I
mean, attracted to.  In fact, it's someone I consider relationship
potential."

*Damn.* Tom thought.  And just when he was about to inquire about a
relationship between the two of *them*.  Oh well, Chakotay was his
friend, so if it's advice he wanted, he would get it.  "Does this
person know how you feel?" he asked as he circled the table searching
for his next possible shot, never once displaying the turmoil he felt
inside.

"Sometimes I think they do, other times, I'm just not certain,"
answered Chakotay.

"Well Chakotay, maybe you should tell this individual how you feel,"
uttered Tom.  As he leaned over the table once again to make his next
shot, he felt a huge wave of depression coming on.

"You really think so?" asked Chakotay.

"Absolutely.  Knowing you, you won't be satisfied unless you know
whether or not you're wasting your time," Tom turned away from the
pool table towards Chakotay thinking *Damn, he's gorgeous.  Whoever
this person is would be a fool to turn him down.*

Chakotay moved closer to Tom - intimately closer,  and while laying
his pool stick on the table said in a low husky voice, "Well what if
they don't feel the same way I do?"

Tom, realization hitting him like a ton of bricks, swallowed hard, and
replied in a low but shaky voice, "I uh, I don't think you have
anything to worry about."

Chakotay was feeling confident as his obvious advance hadn't been
rejected by Tom.  "You give good advice Lieutenant,"  Chakotay
murmured as he trapped Tom between the pool table and his body.

Tom's mind was realing. Except for that one dance they shared, he'd
never been this close to Chakotay.  And certainly not when he was
making it openly obvious that he *wanted* Tom.  He was so close, Tom
could actually feel Chakotay's breath on his face.  "Really," he
whispered, unable to say much else.

"Definitely," and Chakotay closed in for an earth shattering, mountain
moving, star exploding kiss that lasted and lasted.  Both officers
were completely oblivious to the stares they were receiving from
others in the bistro as they embraced one another.

Harry and Tuvok noticed the sudden change in the room's  atmosphere
and looked up from their game to see the two officers kissing.
Harry's mouth fell to the floor while Tuvok in his passive way let his
intrigue be made known by the raising of his eyebrow.  "It would seem
that Commander Chakotay and Lieutenant Paris' relationship has
changed," he noted, his Vulcan demeanor hiding the surprise he felt
within.

"Y-yeah, it does!" answered Harry, utterly dumbfounded.

After several moments of heavy kissing and groping, Tom pulled away
from the Commander and said one word, "Where?"

"My quarters, now." Chakotay replied breathlessly, and they all but
ran out of the holodeck to his quarters.

Minutes later, kissing sounds and heavy sighs could be heard from the
two as shirts were pulled off, pants were tugged down and movement was
made to the bed.

Chakotay allowed Tom to take him first, while he laid on his stomach,
and felt his body being ravished by the lips, hands and body of the
beautiful blond pilot.  He kissed the back of his neck, circling his
tongue around his ear, kissing and caressing his way down the
beautiful bronze back until he was just above his hips.

"God you are so beautiful Chief," Tom murmured and then slowly stroked
his tongue  from left to right across the small of Chakotay's back.

"Oh spirits...." he sighed, "You know, flattery will get you anywhere
you want to be."

"Is that right?" Tom responded as he lowered himself on Chakotay and
parted his ass cheeks with his skillful fingers.

"Yeah, ooooooh yessssss  ....." Chakotay moaned and gripped the sheets
as he felt Tom's warm tongue circling and probing in and out of the
entrance to his body.  "Spirits Tom, what you do to me..."

Tom continued to lick Chakotay until his mind was void of all coherent
thought. He wasn't even aware when Tom found the tube of lubricant in
the night stand. The next thing he felt was the incredible invasion of
his body by Tom's fingers slowly stretching him.  Chakotay's erection
was throbbing while sandwiched between his body and the bed, and he
began thrusting backward to meet Tom's fingers.

"God, Chakotay, you're so tight, so warm, so beautiful," he murmured
over and over until he couldn't wait any longer.  He lubricated
himself and then slowly pressed his aching cock deep inside his
lover's body.  Once inside, he lay fully atop  Chakotay's back, not
moving while his body experienced the incredible tightness surrounding
him.

Both were panting as Tom gradually began moving, thrusting in and out
at an agonizingly slow pace.  "What I do to you?" he breathed into
Chakotay's ear. "Do you know  how many times I've longed for this?
Longed for you to be under me like this?  Ohhh God Chakotay, it's more
than I could have hoped for."

The scent and sounds of desire filled the room as they continued
loving each other. Chakotay became impatient with Tom's slow thrusting
and pushed himself back on his lover.  Tom received the message loud
and clear.  He picked up his pace, reaching for both of Chakotay's
hands and their fingers interlocked as they moved together.

Soon their passion soared to unbelievable heights and with animalistic
sounds that they were both sure could be heard through the cabin
walls, they both came, screaming the other's name.

Tom lay spent on top of Chakotay, caressing the soft bronze skin
beneath him. He planted soft kisses on Chakotay's neck which drew a
small moan from his lover.  "Hmmmm, you're incredible Tom."

Tom rolled off of Chakotay and settled on the side of him in the bed.
"Chakotay, did you mean it when you said that I was relationship
potential?" Tom questioned.

"Yes I did," he answered turning on his side and resting his head on
his hand. He reached out, threading his fingers through the soft wisps
of hair that covered Tom's chest.

"Good.  Because, contrary to popular belief, I don't take sleeping
with someone lightly." Tom replied looking deep into his eyes.
"Something else you should know Chief," he said beginning to stroke
Chakotay's smooth chest.

"What?"

"I'm the jealous type,"  he replied smiling.

"Yeah?" Chakotay answered as he rolled over on top of his beautiful
lover.

"Uh huh, so tell the Captain you're off limits from now on," he
answered, wrapping his arms around Chakotay.

"Ha!  That's funny." Chakotay laughed.

"Why?" Tom inquired smiling up at his lover.

"Because, back when we had explored the possibility of having a
relationship, she told me to give it up and find myself a boyfriend."

"She knew you preferred men?  How? I didn't even know for sure until
you advanced on me in Sandrine's."  Tom replied.

Chakotay chuckled.  "She seems to have a sixth sense about these
things." He replied, after which he began nuzzling Tom's neck.

Tom responded favorably and said,  "Decided  to take her advice
huh?....mmmmm"

"Yeah, I've been getting a lot of good advice lately," he replied
planting soft kisses on Tom's face and chest, while resting a strong
thigh between Tom's legs.

"Remind me to thank her later," Tom murmured just before his lips were
captured by his strong handsome lover once more.

---
Six months later...
---

It was a routine day on the bridge.  Nothing out of the
ordinary.  For a change they hadn't made any new enemies or
run into old ones.  And they didn't have to defend Voyager
against those who wanted its technology. All was quiet in
this sector of the Delta quadrant.  Alpha shift was coming up
on its last half hour when Harry spoke.

"Captain, sensors have picked up a distress signal originating
from a shuttlecraft approximately 50,000 kilometers ahead - It has
minimal power, including life support."

"Are there any life signs Ensign Kim?" asked the Captain.

"One life sign, very faint," was his reply.  The Captain was
about to give an order, but before the words could form, Harry
shouted, "Captain,  the shuttle has a Federation signature!"

"Mr. Paris, set coordinates to rendezvous with the vessel,"
ordered the Captain.

Tom set the coordinates and they were on their way.
Moments later they had reached the vessel.  It was dark, and
looked like it was dead in the water.

"Captain," Harry began, "Life support on the shuttle has
failed."

"Transporter room, lock on to the life sign in the shuttle and
beam it directly to sick bay."

"Ensign," Chakotay said, "Is there any danger of a warp core
breech?"

"No Commander,"

"Put a tractor beam on it and tow it into shuttle bay 2."
Chakotay ordered, then he accompanied Captain Janeway to
sickbay.

They arrived to see the Doctor leaning over one of the
biobeds, administering a hypospray to the visitor.   Captain
Janeway and Chakotay walked up and saw that the visitor was
a man, light brown complexion with dark hair.  He looked
vaguely familiar to Chakotay, like he'd seen him before, but
couldn't recall where.  His uniform was unlike any Federation
uniform either of them had seen before.  It was a one piece,
black uniform, long sleeves, trimmed  in gold around the
cuffs of the sleeves, and at the neck.  The uniform fit him
almost like a second skin, accenting his broad shoulders,
thick muscular arms and legs, and was similar to the uniforms
worn by Starfleet Intelligence units.  He wore a red turtleneck
underneath which held his rank pips.  Apparently he was a
lieutenant.  He wore a communicator badge, but the design was
slightly different in that the background was shaped in the
form of the United Federation of Planets symbol, with the
traditional symbol on top of it.

"Can you revive him?" Chakotay asked the Doctor.

"Yes.  He suffered minor damage to the left side of his
forehead, but he will be fine."

The Doctor pressed a hypospray against his neck and his eyes
fluttered open.  He had the most brilliant blue eyes.  Chakotay
had  only seen them on one other person.  He looked around
for a moment, then focused on the Captain and asked, "Where
am I?"

"You're aboard the Federation Starship Voyager.  I'm
Captain Janeway, and this is my first officer, Commander
Chakotay."

He looked at the Commander with those piercing blue eyes,
and immediately Chakotay felt a connection, but for what
reason, he couldn't fathom.  As he looked at Chakotay, his
facial expression changed from amazement to confusion.
"Where's my shuttle?" he asked.

"We had it tractored into our shuttlebay," Chakotay
answered still trying to figure out why he was looking at him
the way he was.  "You are a Lieutenant in Starfleet, correct?"

"Yes sir," he answered. "Spirits,  my head hurts..." he said,
and the Doctor immediately began using a dermal regenerator
over the wound on his forehead.

"How did you manage to get here in the Delta Quadrant?"
Janeway asked, intrigued by how the young man seemed to
respond to Chakotay.

"My shuttle is an experimental prototype, built for testing
flight at Warp 10.  I was on my way back to Federation space
when something went wrong.  I ended up here," he said.  My
name is Chayton, Paris Len Chayton."

After his wound was treated, the Doctor released him and the
Captain assigned him to Chakotay.  Since his shuttle was in no
shape to fly at this time, the Captain  arranged temporary
quarters for him and asked Chakotay to make sure he was
settled in.

"Paris, is it okay if we call you by your middle name?"
Chakotay asked. "We have a Lieutenant Paris on board, and
things could become confusing."

"Yes, Len would be fine sir." He answered.

"You're of Native American decent aren't you?"  Chakotay
said, looking at his skin and facial features and mentally
comparing them to his own.

"Yes sir," he replied while inspecting his quarters, "I'm half
Native American.  My father is - I mean was Caucasian."

"I'm sorry," Chakotay replied. "Did you recently lose your
father?"

"Sort of," he answered as he lowered his gaze from
Chakotay's.

"I know how you feel," Chakotay replied, as he considered
the young man before him.  He couldn't be any older than
Harry.  "I lost my father a few years ago."

"I know," was Len's automatic reply.

"Excuse me?"  Chakotay asked bewildered.

"I mean, I know how you must have felt, sir," was his quick
response.

"Oh.  Well, I'm off duty now, you can call me Chakotay."

"Okay, thanks, Chakotay." he replied, as if trying on the
name for size.  "Do you know how bad the damage is to my
shuttle?"

"Our engineering team is working on it right now," Chakotay
confirmed, "but I don't have an estimated time of completion.
Would you like to see it?"

"Yes I would." he stated. "I left some of my personal
belongings in there and since it looks as if I'll be here for a
while, I'd like to retrieve them."

They exited the guest quarters and went to Shuttlebay 2.   On
their  way, Len looked in awe at the ship as they  walked its
corridors.  It was as if he'd never seen one quite like it before.
Len still seemed very familiar to Chakotay and he couldn't
put his finger on why. They arrived at the shuttle bay and as
expected, an engineering team was hard at work assessing the
damage to his shuttle.  They walked over to the hatch to take a
look inside.  Tom and Harry were inside inspecting the
damage.

"Tom, I thought you'd be in sick bay now." Chakotay stated,
a little surprised.

"The Captain assigned Harry and me to work with
Engineering on this one because of the Warp 10 technology."
he confirmed looking back and forth between Chakotay and Len.
As Tom looked into Len's eyes, he too felt a connection he
couldn't explain.

"Tom, Harry, I'd like you to meet Lieutenant Paris Len
Chayton, Lieutenant Chayton, this is our senior pilot, Lieutenant
Tom Paris, and our Ops officer, Ensign Harry Kim."
Chakotay stated.

"Nice to meet you," Tom and Harry said, each extending his
hand to Len.

"Call me Len." he said as he shook Harry's hand.  When he
shook Tom's hand he said,  "It's nice to finally meet you..."

"Do we know each other?" Tom asked, a bit of confusion
gracing his face.

"No," he lied, "but I know your father." Len said.

"Oh," Tom's demeanor deflating, "I don't know if that's good
or bad,"

"It's good.  He talks about you a lot.  Maybe I can fill you in
about what he says about you later," Len replied.

"Right," Tom replied apprehensively.  "Chakotay, are we still
on for dinner tonight?"

"I hope so," he replied smiling.  He'd been looking forward to
this dinner all day.  Due to Chakotay's demanding position,
he and Tom never spent enough time together.  He couldn't
wait to get the gorgeous pilot alone.

"Good." Tom replied, a grin gracing his beautiful face.

"Ok, let me show Len the damage..." voiced Harry and he
lead him into the shuttle craft.

Tom moved to stand next to Chakotay as they watched Len
and Harry enter the shuttle.  "He looks familiar," he said to
Chakotay.

"You think so too?  I thought it was just me." replied
 Chakotay.

After retrieving his personal belongings that were
carefully concealed within a regulation Starfleet travel bag,
he exited the battered shuttle craft and Chakotay walked
Len back to his quarters.

"Your comm badge is compatible with Voyager's system so
you can go wherever you like on the ship.  As with any
Starfleet vessel, the maps along the corridors can show you
the way to the mess hall and the holodecks." Chakotay said,
"Also, if you need anything at all, let me know."

"Thanks Chakotay," Len said and watched as Chakotay left
his quarters.  He went over to his bed and dropped his bag
on it.  Opening the bag, he reached in and picked up what
looked like a data pad and punched in a code as he sat on
his bed.  The padd's screen shimmered and revealed a picture
of him standing next to his father.  *You haven't changed a
bit dad,* he thought as he fondly remembered the smile
on Chakotay's face as he left his quarters.

He went over to his mirror and examined the spot where he
had created the fake injury that conveniently got rid of the
previous tattoo.  It felt strange looking in the mirror and not
seeing it.  Then his stomach growled reminding him that he
hadn't eaten in a while.  He walked over to the replicator and
checked his rations.  He had enough to replicate a full 3
course meal if he wanted, however, he didn't want to be
alone.  He turned and exited out of his quarters, following the
maps in the corridor to the mess hall.

He entered the mess hall and saw Harry sitting alone at a
table.  He chose some food from the varied assortment, and
walked up to his table.  "May I join you?"

"Sure," Harry said gesturing for him to sit across from him.
*Boy, he's gorgeous* Harry thought to himself.  It had been a
long time since he had been attracted to a man.  But even
though he new that Len's stay on Voyager was temporary, he
wanted to get to know him.

"So when did Starfleet begin testing Warp 10?" Harry
inquired.

"After they made contact with you via your EMH." Len
replied.  "Lieutenant Paris was noted the first to make the
flight, which immediately got Admiral Paris' attention.  Since
then, he's put together a research team to implement Tom's
idea and hopefully bring Voyager home."

Their table had a clear view of the table that Tom and
Chakotay were sitting at, and he found it difficult at times not
to stare at the two men.  This didn't go unnoticed by Harry
who for some unexplainable reason felt extremely
comfortable in Len's presence.

"So which one do you have your eye on?"  he asked.

"Excuse me?" Len replied.

"Between Chakotay and Tom?" Harry said.  He felt Len was
watching them too hard not to be interested in one of them.

"Neither in that sense," he assured Harry.

"That's good," Harry said, for once glad his intuition was
wrong. "Because you'd be wasting your time.  They're in love
with each other." He turned to look at the two as they spoke
to one another, "They just don't know it yet."

"How do you know?" asked Len.

"Well, Tom confided in me about his feelings for the
Commander." Harry voiced after consuming a fork full of his
dinner.  "Chakotay confided in a mutual friend of ours."
*B'Elanna would kill me if I told anyone* he thought.

"Well, I've worked with Tom's father, so in a way I feel like I
know him."

"That's interesting," Harry replied after taking a sip of his
drink.  "He and the Admiral never really got along."

"Really?" Len asked.  "Do you know Tom very well?"  he
questioned, knowing full well that he was speaking to Tom's best
friend.

"I'd like to think I do," Harry said, "He's my best friend."

Len took a bite of his dinner roll, then looked up just in time
to see Chakotay and Tom rise from their table to leave.  He
suppressed a smile as he watched them walk through the
doors, hand in hand.   "Can you tell me about him?"

Len listened intently as Harry spoke of Tom.  He told him of
how much his life had changed since he came aboard
Voyager.  He also told him what he knew of Chakotay's and
Tom's new relationship.  Harry confirmed things about Tom
to Lt. Chayton that he felt he already knew, and some things
he didn't.  But the most important detail was that Tom was
deeply in love with Chakotay.

"Very interesting," Len said after Harry finished talking.
"I'll have plenty to tell the Admiral when I get back.  Now, I
want to hear about you Harry."  He smiled at Harry, looking
deeply into his eyes.  Harry grinned  in response when he
realized that Len was flirting with him.

Meanwhile back in Chakotay's quarters, soft sighs and moans
could be heard coming from the bedroom as the two men lay
in each other's arms.  Chakotay, resting fully on Tom, was
gently kissing his lover, circling his tongue around Tom's ear,
and eventually making his way to his neck and chest.

Tom was responding favorably to Chakotay's actions.  He
spread his legs open so he could feel his lover's erection
against his own.  Then he wrapped them around Chakotay's
waist in an attempt to pull him impossibly closer.  "Oh yes,"
he moaned as Chakotay found a nipple and stroked his tongue
across it.

Chakotay loved the feel of Tom's skin against him.  He loved
the way the soft flesh tasted on his tongue as he licked and
kissed his way further down Tom's torso.  He reveled in the
scent of his lover's lean muscular body as he moved closer
and closer to his intended destination. He could feel his
lover's fingers thread their way through his hair as he grasped
Tom's erection, gently stroking his tongue across the sensitive
tip, occasionally delving into the slit with the tip of his
tongue.

Tom thought Chakotay was the most attentive lover he'd ever
had.  He had never in his life been made to feel the way
Chakotay made him feel.  He lost the ability to speak coherent
words, and was reduced to constant moaning as he felt
Chakotay suck his cock into his warm, wet mouth.  He
felt Chakotay's throat relax to take his entire length in, and
then incredible warm tightness as his lover began sucking
with unbelievable intensity.

Chakotay could tell that Tom was close to completion.  His
cock twitched and stiffened in his mouth as he began to
massage his balls.  Then with a strangled cry, Tom came,
Chakotay accepting every drop as if it were a lifeline he had
to cling to.

Tom lay spent as Chakotay pulled himself back up to face his
lover.  "You're beautiful you know that?" he asked, then
gently placed a kiss on Tom's lips.

Tom wrapped his arms around the big man as he parted his
lips and tasted himself within Chakotay's mouth. "Mmmmm"
he moaned as Chakotay settled  between his legs.  He felt his
lover's insistent erection against his stomach which stirred his
arousal once more.  "Chakotay," he breathed while his neck
was gently being sucked by his lover, "I want you inside me."

"Oooo, I like the sound of that" he murmured.  He reached
over to the night stand and grabbed a small bottle of body oil,
then proceeded to generously oil his fingers and cock with it.
Then he leaned over and sucked Tom's semi-erect cock into
his mouth while his fingers probed in and out of the entrance
to Tom's body.

Chakotay found it incredibly erotic to feel Tom grow harder
and harder inside his mouth.  As he added a third finger, he
found that special place inside his body that caused Tom to
moan continuously.  Tom's voice was deep and so full of desire
that Chakotay couldn't wait any longer.  Withdrawing his
fingers, he settled between Tom's legs, resting them on his
own thighs and slowly pressed inside his lover.

"Yes, yessss," Tom hissed as he felt himself being filled, his
lover's cock pressing deeper and deeper inside him.  Chakotay
began to thrust deeply, speeding up his pace until they built a
rhythm.

"Oh yes, so hot, so good Tom..." he trailed off as he felt the
incredible tightness surrounding him.  He reached down,
and with a strength he didn't know he had, extended his arms
underneath Tom's shoulders and pulled him up so he sat
straddle him, their connection un-broken.

Tom wrapped his arms around Chakotay's neck and held on
for the ride as they loved each other.  He felt Chakotay's
hands wrap around his waist as he thrust up to meet Tom,
their eyes locked on one another as they moved.

"Yes baby, right there..." Tom cried as he moved up and
down on Chakotay's cock.  Both men spoke sensually to one
another as they made love.  Tom was so far gone he spoke
incoherently as he felt his second orgasm overtake him.
Without any physical stimulation to his cock, he came in thick
spurts, saying Chakotay's name.  Tom's contracting muscles
pulled Chakotay's orgasm from him as a strangled cry escaped
his throat.

They fell back on the bed with Tom underneath Chakotay,
both breathing heavily, Tom nearly unconscious.  As Chakotay
went to move away from Tom, he tightened his embrace
around the big man "Not yet, please..." he said, wanting to
continue to feel Chakotay inside him.

They lay there, Chakotay caressing Tom's arms and listening
to his heart beat slow as he unwillingly slipped out of Tom's
body.  "You felt it too didn't you?" he asked his lover as he
languidly caressed Tom's nipples with the tips of his fingers.

"Yeah." he replied while he stroked Chakotay's hair.  After a
few moments of silence, Tom said, "Chakotay, I love you."

"What?" he asked as he raised up to look in Tom's eyes.

"Maybe I shouldn't have said..."  He was abruptly silenced by
Chakotay placing his finger against his lips.

"Tom, I love you too," and he kissed his lover deeply,
intending to relay the honesty in his words.

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Len had planned to be on the ship for a long time.  With
Voyager's limited technology, he would be able to make site
to site transports to and from the shuttle without setting off
Voyager's sensors.  That way he could make sure the shuttle
stayed incapacitated while he implemented his plan to change
history.  He needed to stay for 6 months which would give
him plenty of time to do what he needed to do.

During that time he managed to meld his way into both
Tom's and Chakotay's heart.  Neither would realize how
much, until it neared the time for him to leave.

They had become very close friends.  Chakotay found that he
could confide in Len about things that were very personal to
him - specifically his relationship with Tom.  He didn't know
why he felt so comfortable with him.  It was as if he were
talking to his brother.

Tom found that Len was interested in many of the same
things he was, such as piloting, B-movies, and 20th century
history.  He also discovered that Len was attracted to Harry.
Tom liked playing match maker with the crew so he decided
he would help Len and Harry get together, against Chakotay's
advice to stay out of it.

Len knew that Tom and Chakotay's relationship would
continue until they were able to return to the Alpha quadrant.
That would be when everything would change.  He had to
stop it somehow and he knew exactly what he would do, if
need be, as a last resort.

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The End