The BLTS Archive - Recurring Fault
by RebelGirl (rebelgirl_uk@yahoo.co.uk)

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B'Elanna just managed to swerve her body through the closing
doors of the turbolift before they shut.  She grinned
mischievously at Seven.  "Thought I was gonna miss you."

"Had you continued speaking with the Captain for 2.3 seconds
longer you would have, regardless of your," she paused a
beat, "gymnastics."

The engineer's grin widened wolfishly.  "That wasn't my
choice. Janeway insisted that she make sure my intentions
are honourable."

"Considering your Klingon heritage, I would have thought
that was a moot point," the tall blonde retorted wryly.

"That's what I said."

"So she will perform the ceremony?" Seven asked.

B'Elanna stood back slightly and folded her arms self-
confidently.  "Of course.  Two weeks today in fact."

At the news the ex-drone behaved in a decidedly non-Borg
manner and squealed with delight, before throwing her arms
round her lover.  "That's wonderful!"

B'Elanna reacted immediately by wrapping her arms round
Seven and hugging her tightly.  She brushed her lips over
Seven's briefly before smiling again.  "I know; I'm good. 
So what's my reward?"

"Computer, halt turbolift," Seven stated softly as her lips
descended back over the smaller woman's.

B'Elanna melted into the brace, savouring the soft gentle
press before deepening the caress and brushing her tongue
gently across Seven's full mouth.

Immediately, Seven reacted and the two women languidly
continued their exploration of each other's mouths, hands
wandering randomly but firmly.

Eventually, the kiss came to a natural conclusion and they
rested their foreheads against each other.

"I love you," Seven whispered softly.

"I love you too," returned B'Elanna equally quietly.  "But
if I don't get to Engineering, Janeway will be on my case,
and I have to watch my step round your `mother' for the next
two weeks."

Seven grinned and then smiled more naturally as she thought
of Janeway's over protectiveness. "I am lucky to have not
just your love," she remarked.  "Computer, resume," she
called out slightly more loudly, pulling away from
B'Elanna's embrace.

"Unable to comply.  Turbolift is currently off-line," the
disembodied voice replied.

"Not again," B'Elanna exclaimed in dismay.  "That's the
third time in two days.  What the hell is it with this
lift?"  She stalked over to the access panel and yanked it
off viciously.

Seven reacted more logically.  "Seven to Engineering."

"Nicoletti here.  What can I do for you?"  The warm tones of
the red- haired engineer floated over the comm.

"Turbolift 4 is offline.  We would appreciate your
assistance in its repair."

B'Elanna rolled her eyes at Seven's choice of words and
waited for the retort.

"We, Seven?" Nicoletti probed, a hint of humour in her
voice.

"Lieutenant Torres and myself," Seven clarified immediately
and frowned as she heard B'Elanna groan slightly.

"You two again?  Can't you find somewhere more original?"
Nicoletti teased.

"Keep it up Nicoletti and you'll be cleaning the Bussard
Collectors on Gamma Shift with your toothbrush for the rest
of the trip home," B'Elanna growled.

"We're on the case, Lieutenant."  Nicoletti sobered
instantly.  "Looks like one of the relays has malfunctioned. 
It should take about 30 minutes to isolate and repair."

Seven smiled.  "Contact us when you affect the repair, or if
the situation changes," she requested formally.  She turned
round and tugged B'Elanna away from the access panel,
stepping into another lazy embrace.

"You don't want us to beam you out?" Nicoletti enquired
almost too innocently.

"Nah, Voyager needs to save energy," B'Elanna interjected,
running her hands through Seven's blonde tresses.

"Torres out." She closed the comm. link before softly
kissing Seven's lips once again.  "And I have energy I need
to expend," she growled before the lovers embraced again
heatedly.

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The End