SHATTERED -
An Episode Addition

by Boz

Disclaimers - we all know who owns them, but fanfic will keep them together even though Paramount keeps them apart!

Rating - R

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They grinned at each other over the last remnants of the drink and as they put their glasses down she hopped up and slipped into his lap.

"So, are you going to get another bottle?" she asked as she dragged his lips to hers.

It was some time before he pulled his head away and asked "Why?"

"Well, it's been a pretty ordinary day today and somehow I don't feel tired just yet, so, you know, I thought we might just need it later."

"I beg to differ; my day has been strenuous, stressful and somewhat shattering. I don't think I'm up to much."

"Are you sure?" She nibbled his earlobe, knowing just how much it would tantalise him, then slid her lips across his cheek and took his mouth with hers, wide open, her tongue plunging into his mouth until she heard him moan, then she pulled away and leapt to her feet.

"Commander", she ordered, "just you go and get that bottle and get yourself back here as fast as you can if you know what's good for you."

"Yes, ma'am!" He threw her an exaggerated salute as he stepped out the door.

By the time he returned clutching the bottle, the lights had been dimmed and the sweet sound of Betazoid love songs drifted through the air, adding to his intoxication. He quickly shed his jacket and boots and strode across to the sleeping alcove, knowing just what he would find. The sight of her, auburn hair spread across the pillow, shimmering midnight blue robe, her nipples pressed against the fabric, the subtle scent of peaches which seemed to follow her everywhere never failed to take his breath away. He paused for a minute to watch her, realising that his exhaustion was rapidly disappearing to be replaced with a dose of good old-fashioned lust.

"So are you going to stand there all night perusing the goods, or are you buying?" she queried.

He chortled and stepped over to her, sweeping her into a sitting position as his lips crushed against hers and her hands reached for his trouser fastenings.

Later, much later, as she lay on top of him, skin to skin, heartbeat to heartbeat, he suddenly murmured "I didn't tell the truth."

She looked at him quizzically. "When? What do you mean?"

"Today, wherever… whenever it was…"

She put a finger across his lips to silence him. "The Temporal Time Directive!"

He briefly sucked on the end of her finger knowing how it would make her squirm, then said "Damn the Temporal Time Directive. With all the breaking of directives we're going to have to deal with when we get home, one more violation wont matter."

"So, what's this about truth?"

"Well, today… you… her… I'm not sure which it is and I don't want to tell you more than that, but I told her… you… that there were some barriers we never crossed."

"She… I… asked you that?"

"Yes, I could feel the bond even though it was you and it wasn't you and I'm sure she sensed it, too."

"So why didn't you tell the truth?"

"I don't know, I guess it had something to do with this feeling that it was and wasn't you. I wanted something to be just ours, just yours and mine. I think she sensed it but she wasn't going to push any further… and anyway I had to be sure that our plan was going to work and all of the timelines would be restored."

"Plan? Timelines?"

Suddenly he rolled her over and took her mouth in a fierce kiss. He lifted his head long enough to gasp "Temporal Prime Directive" then lowered his head and took his time in totally distracting her so that neither of them cared about anything but the here and now.

Much later as they lay side by side, arms and legs entwined he turned his head to look at her.

"Everything else I told her… you… was the truth you know."

"Like what?"

"Well, like how you always get the last word."

"Do not!"

There was silence.

"Chakotay, I'm ready for that last bottle now… Chakotay… "

She was greeted by a gentle snore…

~~ finis ~~

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