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“Captain, I’m starting to pick up Starfleet transmissions” Harry called to Kathryn who stood staring at the image of the Bajoran wormhole swirling on Voyager’s viewscreen.
Tuvok stood up from his chair and walked to stand shoulder to shoulder with Kathryn.
“Just beyond that wormhole is the Alpha Quadrant.” Tuvok said turning to raise an eyebrow to Kathryn.
“I have to admit there have been more than a few times on this trip that I wasn’t sure we’d ever make it back.” Kathryn beamed a smile to Tuvok and wrapped an arm around his waist squeezing him lightly in celebration.
“Lieutenant Kim, see if you can’t get Starfleet Command on coms and transfer the call to my ready room” She ordered. “Commander Tuvok, you have the bridge.”
She settled in the ready room behind her desk. Her computer screen flicked to life.
“Captain Janeway….is that really you?” A surprised Lieutenant Barclay asked staring back at her with disbelief.
“In the flesh, we have had quite the trip; we’re approaching the Bajoran wormhole. We need clearance to pass through and would like to dock at Deep Space Nine.” She requested.
“I am on it, Captain. I can’t tell you how happy I am to see you. U.S.S. Voyager was declared lost with all-hands about a year ago, after your failed jump back to the Alpha Quadrant. This is tremendously good news. Stand-by one moment” He answered.
Kathryn stared down at her hands and realized they were trembling with excitement. We are home she thought, eight damn years and here we are finally, battle hardened yes, but finally home. She grieved briefly over those they had lost. She grieved that she hadn’t been able to deliver the full complement of crew they had departed with years ago. She grieved that those that were missing wouldn’t be able to experience the excitement and solace she felt approaching the wormhole, approaching home.
“Captain, you are cleared to proceed. Contact Captain Nerys on board Deep Space Nine when you exit the wormhole. They will have a docking bay prepared for you. A representative from Starfleet Command will meet you aboard the spacestation. Welcome home, Captain and give the crew my regards” Barclay called back smiling as he blinked from the screen.
“All hands” Kathryn started. “Prepare for transit through the Bajoran Wormhole and docking at Deep Space Nine. Once the ship has docked all communications frequencies will be open for you to contact your families. We are home, folks” she finished smiling.
Kathryn walked back onto the bridge and took her seat in her chair.
“Captain, the wormhole is just ahead” Tom called back to Kathryn who sat enjoying a cup of coffee in her chair, pouring over the communications Voyager had started to receive from Starfleet.
“Take us in, Lieutenant Paris” She said glancing up at swirling blue light around the wormhole.
“It might get a little rough” Tom said.
“All hands brace for impact, we are entering the Bajoran wormhole” Kathryn called across the ships system.
Voyager crossed through the wormhole without incident. Kathryn’s face lit up seeing the space station.
“Welcome to the Alpha Quadrant!” Tom called triumphantly.
“Deep Space Nine- Captain Janeway, U.S.S. Voyager. Request permission to dock” Kathryn called.
A young Starfleet ensign appeared on the view screen. “U.S.S. Voyager?!” the dark haired female answered perplexed.
“Yes, Ensign, you aren’t seeing a ghost. Permission to dock?” Kathryn said with a cocky grin.
“Stand-by one moment, Captain” The ensign replied.
A few minutes later the view screen lit up again, this time with Kira’s face.
“Captain Kathryn Janeway” Kira said grinning. “We just heard from Commander Barclay we would be receiving Voyager, docking bay two-six is cleared for your arrival. Welcome home Voyager, I’ll meet you at the gate.” Kira responded closing the com circuit.
“Take us in, Tom” Kathryn said still in disbelief that they were back in the Alpha Quadrant.
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Voyager docked with a hiss. Voyager’s doors lined up with Deep Space Nine and creaked as they opened. “Commander Tuvok, let’s keep everyone on the ship briefly while I consult with Captain Nerys, Lieutenant Seven will accompany me.” The Captain said stepping off of Voyager onto the space station.
“Very well, Captain. The crew is unsettled after having been away from any ports for the last three weeks, we should try to allow them freedom to explore Deep Space Nine as soon as possible.” Tuvok answered.
“Understood, Commander. I just want to check on the situation here and get back in communication with Starfleet Command before we unleash our deprived crew on Deep Space Nine” Kathryn said back with a smile.
Kathryn and Seven stepped through another large round door before being greeted by Captain Kira in the passageway.
“I can’t believe my eyes.” Kira started. “I was told Voyager was lost. We knew there had been some communication between Starfleet and Voyager but we’d heard your ship had been destroyed in a conflict with the Borg.” Kira’s eyes settled in on Seven. “But I see you have a Borg with you?” Kira asked.
“This is Seven of Nine, we freed her from the collective, and she’s been one of Voyager’s crew members for the last four years.” Kathryn replied.
“Freed? I didn’t even realize people could be freed from the Borg!” Kira responded excitedly.
“Follow me, Fleet Admiral Forrest is standing by on com to speak with you and I am dying to know what brought you to Deep Space Nine, Captain” Kira said leading the Kathryn and Seven down the passageway.
The three women took their seats around the long table opposite of the viewscreen in Deep Space Nine’s conference room.
“Captain Janeway, you are a sight for sore eyes. Captain Kira, and a Borg in a Starfleet Uniform…” Admiral Forrest started, his rugged countenance suddenly more serious, olive green eyes narrowing on Seven.
“Admiral Forrest, we have begun transmitting Voyager’s logs and sensor data to Starfleet Command. You’ll see amongst the records that this is Seven of Nine, a liberated ex-borg serving as the Astrometrics Officer. We lost a significant number of crew members when we were pulled into the Delta Quadrant and several more along the way, by last count 39 died. As we encountered new species on our way home I commissioned new officers that had proven to be vital to Voyager’s trip home. I have a compliment of officers of several different species. As I said you’ll find the details in our logs.” Kathryn replied slipping her Captain’s mask back on.
“Very well, Captain. Lieutenant Barclay and Vice Admiral Terrance have already begun reviewing the data. It looks like you have enough information to keep Starfleet busy for years. We look forward to your return to Earth.” He said feigning a smile.
“With your permission, we would like to give our crew a brief rest before our return home. We intend to spend three days aboard Deep Space Nine if that is acceptable?” Kathryn asked.
“Granted.” He replied
“One more thing, I feel it is only appropriate that I be completely transparent with a personal relationship I am involved in.” Kathryn reached across the table taking Seven’s hand. “Again the details are in my logs because I am sure you will have many questions but Seven and I are engaged to be married and have a child together.”
The Admiral stared briefly unblinking, perplexed.
“I will review your logs…” He paused.
“And we will be in contact soon” He said blinking from the viewscreen.
“So you and the female Borg…” Kira started. “I apologize, so you and Seven adopted a child?” She asked
“No, not adopted. I gave birth to mine and Seven’s child.” Kathryn answered.
“The Captain was abducted and a species known as the A’Crun induced a hormonal imbalance in an attempt to require her to breed with one of their kind. We had already begun courting and I initiated the required activity to prevent the hormonal imbalance from becoming critical. We later learned the A’Crun experimentation resulted in her ability to conceive a child by a partner of either gender” Seven conveyed empirically.
Kathryn’s face turned a deep red. “That might have been too much information…” She said softly glancing to Seven.
Kira’s light, surprised laughter abruptly ended Kathryn’s sentence. “So you saved your Captain with your lovemaking and in doing so accidentally got her pregnant?” Kira grinned.
“A crude explanation but, yes.” Seven said cocking her hand, slightly confused at Kira’s reaction.
“I think that is the fantasy of every woman that has ever loved another woman.” Kira said smiling widely.
“It is certainly fascinating. I am certain that our Doctor Bashir would be interested to receive any data you are willing to share. Perhaps even consider allowing him to examine your child.” Kira started noting Seven’s expression had turned fearful.
“I’m certain he would not do anything invasive and of course it is your choice whether or not you allow an examination” Kira finished her voice softening.
“We will consider, Captain” Kathryn replied.
“Well, ladies, you and your crew are certainly welcome to enjoy anything Deep Space Nine has to offer. I’m sure you are anxious to get home but we are excited to have you here and please let me know if there is anything you require.” Kira said standing from the table.
“We appreciate your hospitality, Major. I have one more favor to ask of you though.” Kathryn smiled.
“Anything, Captain”
“Would you consider…” Kathryn paused glancing at Seven. Seven nodded as though she were reading Kathryn’s mind.
“I’d like to ensure Starfleet doesn’t have any doubts about my intentions with Seven before our return to Earth. Would you consider presiding over a wedding?” Kathryn squeezing Seven’s hand tightly.
“You mean officiating the wedding between you and Seven?” Kira smiled. “I can’t imagine a greater honor. We could perform the ceremony wherever you would like on Voyager, at Quarks, in the assembly room on board Deep Space Nine . . .” Kira said glancing between the two women.
“Assembly room?” Kathryn asked kissing Seven’s cheek.
“Yes, I assume we want all of Voyagers crew present, and that will provide the most comfort” Seven answered.
“Tomorrow afternoon?” Kathryn asked beaming a grin at her lover.
“The sooner I become a Janeway the better.” Seven whispered into Kathryn’s ear.
“Then tomorrow, is that okay for you, Captain?” Kathryn asked, her lips spreading into a smile unable to contain her joy.
“Absolutely! I can’t imagine a better way to spend my day then celebrating the love between two strong women. I’ll get my crew here to work on decorations, you won’t be disappointed. Things have been very quiet around here; a wedding will be a much needed distraction.” Kira smiled.
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The silver haired Admiral Forrest glanced over the initial data that had begun pouring in from Voyager. He sat behind a large walnut desk reviewing the Captain’s logs.
“These logs, there are so many charges that can be brought against this crew” Forrest said glancing up at the younger Vice Admiral Terrance.
“Admiral, with all due respect they were lost in two different regions of space Starfleet has never explored” Vice Admiral Terrance called back to the grey haired Admiral.
“They broke first contact protocol dozens of times. Janeway put Voyager at risk time and time again to rescue that ex-Borg that she plans to take as her wife. She commissioned alien officers on board a Starfleet vessel and shared Starfleet technology and secrets with those officers. She took part in genetic testing that allowed her to have the child of a female officer that she appointed to her crew, you can’t tell me she didn’t take part in that genetic alteration willing. Not to mention a third of the damn crew of that vessel is now Maquis. And not only did she not adhere to the Omega Directive, but she provided Omega Particles to a species that could pose a threat to all of us.” Admiral Forrest slammed a fist down on the desk. “As far as I can tell, Janeway is damned criminal!”
“Admiral, as I already said Voyager was lost in two different Quadrants of space. No way to contact Starfleet when they arrived in the Omega Quadrant. Perhaps she had her reasons and maybe we should listen. That ship has been gone for eight years, if she were acting against the best interests of Starfleet I can’t see a good reason she would have brought Voyager home” Terrance reasoned.
“That’s bullshit Terrance; she was acting on her own, without consulting Starfleet protocols on a ship we allowed her to command. You will carry out my orders to the word or I will have you relieved.” Forrest snapped.
“Very well Admiral, what would you like done with Voyager?” Terrance asked.
“Nothing, they’ll return here and we will deal with them when they arrive. I want you to continue reviewing the logs and draw up a list of charges.” Forrest answered.
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“It is customary for a couple that is to be married to spend the night before their wedding apart.” Kathryn said drawing Seven in for a kiss as she settled onto the couch in their quarters.
“I do not like this custom, I do not wish to spend any nights apart from you” Seven answered.
“It builds anticipation, darling. Captain Nerys promised me she’d set up quarters for you for the night on Deep Space Nine. Neelix is caring for Kella tonight. Take B’Elanna, Harry, and Kyp and go celebrate.” Kathryn answered back smiling.
“And what will you do?” Seven asked softly.
“Well, there will be strippers and I’ll synthesize cocaine so I can do lines of it off the strippers, it’s my bachelorette party after all” Kathryn joked.
“Cocaine and strippers?!” Seven said her voice rising.
“I’m joking lover; I’ll spend the evening likely playing cards with Tom, Tuvok, and Samantha Wildman. But this is a tradition I would like to honor. I want the next time I see you to be when you are being walking down the aisle to take my hand in marriage and I promise we will spend every night after that in each other’s arms” Kathryn said kissing Seven’s hand.
“I will comply but no illicit substances and no strippers.” Seven demanded with a soft smile.
“Maybe strippers?” Kathryn raised an eyebrow and grinned.
“And no more teasing” Seven said kissing Kathryn.
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Kathryn stood at the front of the room underneath a walnut colored wooden arch, wrapped in green leafy vines, with sprinkles of purple, red, and blue roses.
She stood in her Alpha dress uniform. The jacket white, waist length, open in the front, and gold stitching lined the edges, collar, and sleeves. She wore a tight white high collared fleece blouse underneath. Her black dress pants were fitted flatteringly to her form, lightly outlining her thin muscular legs and tapered at the ankles.
Tuvok stood to the Captain’s left his uniform mirroring the Captain’s own but with a grey collared shirt underneath his white jacket. She glanced to him and squeezed his hand lightly with excitement and swore she saw the Vulcan briefly crack a smile.
In the front row of the auditorium closest to the left side of the aisle sat a very pregnant B’Elanna with Tom at her side. They laughed and joked, teasingly tickling one another. B’Elanna looked up and caught Kathryn’s gaze and slowly mouthed Resistance is Futile. Kathryn granted her a playful grin in return.
On the opposite side of the aisle sat Harry and Kyp, both dressed in black suits with white vests underneath. Harry held tightly to Kyp’s much larger scaly hand. Kyp leaned over to Harry and whispered “Maybe, one day soon, that is you and I taking the leap”. Harry beamed a wide smile to Kyp and grinned up at the Captain.
Neelix and Samantha Wildman sat to Kyp’s right joking that Seven had assimilated the Captain. Neelix cradled Kella in his arms.
“We are gathered here today to witness the marriage of Captain Kathryn Janeway and Seven of Nine, Annika Hansen.” Kira called out a hush fell over the crowd.
The seats of the auditorium were filled with crew members from Voyager and most from Deep Space Nine turned out for the occasion.
Kira had lined the aisle with rose petals from the back of the room all the way to the stage that Kathryn stood on stiffly in her dress uniform. Lights of all different colors danced across the walls in the room. Chatter from the room’s occupants filled the space. Kathryn could not stop herself from shaking in anticipation.
The doors at the back of the room opened, the room quieted, and through the doors stepped Seven holding Icheb’s arm. She wore a long white dress with a train, the bodice clung tightly against her stomach and chest, and dipped in a V to show just a touch of cleavage. A sheer veil covered her face and Katheryn could see that her hair fell loosely around her face. The dress was smooth and silky, thin straps held it over her shoulders. Kathryn’s breath caught in her throat; she saw the smooth outline of Seven’s muscular arms. There’s not a single part of that woman that is not beautiful she thought.
Kathryn’s heart beat wildly, thumping harder at each step Icheb and Seven took closer to her. She wasn’t sure she would be able to speak when she was required to.
Seven gripped tightly to Icheb unable to believe she would soon be married to the woman she loved so deeply. She caught sight of Kathryn’s steel-blue eyes staring back at her. She traced her eyes down Kathryn’s neck to her tightly-fitted dress uniform. She struggled to slow her breathing. She knew every inch of the body beneath that uniform and wanted nothing more than to worship every single part.
Seven reached the stage. Kathryn held out a hand to help her up the steps. Hand-in-hand Seven and Kathryn turned to Kira. Icheb moving to Seven’s left.
Kathryn tried to pay attention to the words Kira said but all she could focus on were the cerulean blue eyes that stared towards her.
“Do you Kathryn Janeway take Seven, Annika Hansen to be your wife?” Kira asked.
“I do, always” Kathryn answered squeezing Seven’s hands.
“Seven, Annika Hansen, do you take Kathryn Janeway to be your wife?” Kira said.
“Yes” Seven declared wrapping a hand around the back of Kathryn’s head and pulling her in for a kiss.
The audience cheered wildly.
“The Janeways!” Kira called.
Seven and Kathryn exited quickly, hand in hand, moving into the hallway before the crowd exited.
“You are absolutely stunning” Kathryn said her heart beating in her throat. She wrapped the fingers on both of her hands into Seven’s and pressed her back against the wall behind her.
Seven let out a soft moan when Kathryn’s hip pushed between her legs. She shuddered wanting nothing more than to pounce on her wife.
“I am experiencing what I can only describe as ecstasy” Seven said smiling against the lips pressed to hers.
“And this is the best day of my life” Kathryn grazed Seven’s lips with hers and caressed Seven’s tongue with her own.
“Mine as well” Seven swallowed hard feeling her desire for her lover deepening with the heat of Kathryn’s body pressed to hers.
“If we do not go to the reception this minute, we will not be attending, because I strongly desire the feeling of your body pinned underneath mine” Seven growled.
Kathryn sighed and finished with a whimper. “Don’t worry lover, it’s small reception with the senior officers of Voyager and Deep Space Nine, on Voyager’s mess desk, we will find a reason to excuse ourselves… quickly.”
-
Seven and Kathryn entered Voyager’s mess deck to the cheers of Voyager’s and DS9’s senior staff.
Kathryn and Seven made their rounds, exchanging pleasantries, and accepting hopes for a happy and loving marriage.
The music in the room grew louder, Kathryn immediately recognized the tune as being a late twentieth century country song.
“Now for the first time, Kathryn Janeway and Annika Janeway” Neelix called out across the room.
Bright lights focused in on Kathryn and Seven. Kathryn focused her eyes on her lover’s.
“Take this hand” Kathryn whispered offering up her right hand. “Put your other hand on my waist” she said guiding Seven’s left downward.
Kathryn pulled Seven close and rested her head against her lover’s shoulder as they moved slowly back and forth.
Thought I’d been touched, thought I’d been kissed, thought I’d been loved but it was nothing like this. The music played.
Seven’s smile widened feeling the body of her wife sway gently against her.
“What’s next?” Seven whispered.
“I need you…” Kathryn said pulling Seven hard against her.
“You are my wife, I will comply” Seven replied leaning back, a grin spreading across her face.
“Bridge- Seven, site-to-site transport the Captain and I to our quarters from the mess deck” Seven called.
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Seven and Kathryn materialized in their quarters.
Kathryn smiled widely at Seven in her wedding dress as she undid her own jacket and let it drop to the floor.
“Would you like a drink, darling?” Kathryn asked, ordering herself a glass of whiskey from the replicator.
“Synthehol does not cooperate with me, however I would enjoy a small glass of rum to celebrate the occasion” Seven replied returning Kathryn’s smile.
Seven worked at the back of the dress to un-cinch the bindings, finally catching the zipper she pulled herself free of the large white dress and let it fall to her feet.
Kathryn turned back to find Seven standing in white lingerie that was tight against her body, the dip of the top cut nearly to her navel, and she had a garter wrapped around her thigh. Kathryn almost dropped both drinks.
“Oh…” Kathryn stuttered “Gods, Seven, you are absolutely gorgeous” Kathryn said trying in vain to compose herself.
Seven took the glass of rum from Kathryn’s hand and downed it in one gulp. Even the way her neck craned to gulp down the drink made Kathryn’s body shudder with desire. Kathryn quickly finished her own drink and dropped the glass to the floor, her eyes traced every curve of Seven’s body.
Seven grabbed her hand and tugged her gently to the bedroom.
“I understand that with marriages it is necessary and customary to consummate your vows” Seven said turning Kathryn’s back to the bed and pushing her down until she lay flat on the bed.
Seven slipped her hands up and unbuckled Kathryn’s dress pants. She slowly worked them down Kathryn’s thighs, letting her hands slide down the warm skin underneath. She kissed and nibbled her way down Kathryn’s legs and she slid the pants down her calves and off her feet.
Kathryn moaned and writhed under Seven’s touch.
“This will just not do” Seven said breathlessly into Kathryn’s ear as she lowered her body on top of Kathryn’s and ran her hands down Kathryn’s top and on to the panties below.
Straddling Kathryn she lifted the smaller woman’s body towards her and freed Kathryn of her top and bra.
“And these” Seven breathed heavily into Kathryn’s ear pulling down at the top of the black lacey panties.
Seven slid down Kathryn, the pressure and sudden loss of contact made Kathryn moan loudly.
Seven reached up and grabbed the band on Kathryn’s panties, slowly worked them down Kathryn’s body, kissing her way to Kathryn’s feet.
Seven stood over top of her naked lover looking down at her in the dim light. She worked her own clothes off her body.
“I never imagined how aesthetically pleasing the female form could be. The swell of your breasts, the curve of your hips and thighs, the soft but firm rise of your muscles underneath, it’s the most beautiful sight I have ever observed.” Seven sighed running her hands up and down Kathryn. Kathryn groaned and thrust her hips lightly upwards with her lovers touch.
“I am your wife now, this form is yours to do with as you please” Kathryn said leaning up to catch Seven in a deep kiss.
Seven lowered her body overtop of Kathryn’s hip letting the wetness between her thighs press against her lovers warm thigh. She slipped her fingers down and teased Kathryn’s clit.
“Please, lover” Kathryn moaned. “I need to feel you inside me.”
Seven obliged and slipped two, then three fingers into Kathryn. Feeling Kathryn’s desire she curled them towards the soft, slick walls inside her lover, her fingers pressing hard against Kathryn’s silky walls.
Seven straddled Kathryn, Kathryn reached her hand underneath and found Seven’s center. Seven was soaked, Kathryn’s hand slipped easily inside her lover. She pressed four fingers curled together into Seven. Seven gasped heavily at the intrusion and rocked her hips downward to welcome the touch.
Seven rocked her hips back and forth against Kathryn’s hand moaning and gasping as she plunged her hand deeper into Kathryn.
The weight of Seven on her hand drove her hand nearly to her wrist inside, she folded her thumb behind her palm and pressed upwards, Seven came suddenly at the pressure, flooding Kathryn’s hand. Kathryn lost herself in her own orgasm, feeling her lover plunging into her own wet center.
They both collapsed onto the bed behind them.
“I love you, Kathryn.” Seven called out breathlessly.
“I love you too, darling.” Kathryn answered back trying to catch her own breath.
Seven quieted her breathing and Kathryn could see she was deep in thought.
“What are you thinking about?” Kathryn asked.
“Annika Janeway. That name sounds pleasing. I may have to request that is what I am called by in the future.” Seven said softly kissing Kathryn.
“You’ve been Annika to me all along. The woman enhanced with Borg implement. The Borg implements happened to you but who you are as an individual is Annika. I’ll refer to you as whatever name you choose lover, Seven is comfortable but Annika is who you are” Kathryn said smiling and pulling Seven down for a deep kiss.