Disclaimer: See first part.

Author's Notes: Thank you to all those who reviewed the first two parts! You are the best! And yes I did steal the ship's name from Farscape. Forgive me, I no more own anything Farscape-related than I do Trek-related.

Rating: Probably the same as the last one, PG.

I didn't mean to click on this one or I'm being a bad reader and reading ahead. Take me back to the first part.

Take me back to the second part

By Erin_Cale

Kathryn Janeway paced around the small room. She knew that they had been transported to a ship, she knew it as surely as she knew her husband was an insane alcoholic. But there was nothing she could do. Her husband had taken a tricorder to her shortly after being beamed onboard. He had found the hairpin and had it incinerated by the ship's pilot. The young woman didn't know what was going on below decks but she didn't ask. The only thing that she needed to know was that she was being paid handsomely to take Keith to a faraway planet.

And so Kathryn was left pacing. She had searched every inch of the room. There was nothing that could be used as a weapon, nothing she could even use to unlock the door. But she had to keep trying. She had to get out of this infernal room and find Keith. After she beat him to a pulp with a weapon she had not even found yet, she would find the gray box and destroy it. Finally, she would ask the ship's pilot to turn around. If she didn't comply, Kathryn would simply take over the ship. Easy enough plan.

She hit her fist against the wall. What she wouldn't give to be away from this ship. What she wouldn't give to be able to tell Chakotay how she felt. All she had ever wanted was a happy ending. Why did the universe seem intent on taking that away from her?

Her thoughts were interrupted by the entrance of the man she had been plotting against. He carried a plate of food in one hand and a phaser in the other.

"How are you today honey?" Keith asked, placing the plate on the floor.

"Absolutely fine."

"Hmm. Sometimes your attitude reminds me so much of my father." Keith looked at her as if he was memorizing every feature on her face.

"Are you going to kill me?"

"No, not yet. Once we get near enough to our destination I'll kill you and the pilot."

Kathryn laughed, a cruel sound that echoed off the walls. "What good is that going to do you? Starfleet is going to be looking everywhere for you."

"Because my father will be proud of me. My father is very high up in the Starfleet hierarchy, you know. He can have the investigators just... avoid my new home."

"Keith, your father has been dead for three years. Before that, he was kicked out of Starfleet for selling some top-secret technology to the Ferengi. He died in a Penal Colony."

Keith raised his phaser and pointed it at her. "No!" he shouted. "My father is still alive!" Before the final word was completely out of his mouth, he fired.

***

"Have you located her yet?"

"I've narrowed it down to a few ships, but I haven't located exactly which one," B'Elanna said, watching the screens in front of her carefully.

"Are you sure the transmitter was implanted right?"

"Yes. We were getting a perfect reading before they transported out of there and shortly after. Something must have jarred it."

"Maybe she hit her hand," Tom suggested.

"Let's hope it's just as simple as that. Wait, I think I've got it!" Tom and Chakotay watched over B'Elanna's shoulders as her hands slid over the different controls. "Yes, that's it!" She pointed to the location on the screen. "The Zelbinion. It's an old freight ship and it's too slow to have gotten very far."

"Download the coordinates into the Delta Flyer."

"The Delta Flyer?" Chakotay asked.

Tom grinned. "My Dad pulled a couple of strings, managed to buy it from Starfleet after they had harvested all the new technology from it."

"You sure it will fly?" Chakotay knew just how well Starfleet could rip a vessel apart. He had seen many wrecks floating in shipyards, waiting to be totally disassembled for parts.

"Of course. I've flown her over twenty times since I got her back."

"Well, what are we waiting for?" B'Elanna asked.

"You're right." Chakotay paused. "Did you tell Gretchen that you two would be gone for a while?"

"Yeah but she absolutely adores Miral, so they should be fine."

"Good." Chakotay looked at the young couple. He was proud of how much the two of them had grown over the past eight years. He was sure that Kathryn would be too as soon as they brought her back. He followed them out to where the Delta Flyer sat, helped out with the pre-flight check and then they were on their way.

***

Kathryn ducked, shooting out her leg as she did so. She knocked his legs out from underneath him and he landed with a thud, his shot far too high to hit her. She grabbed the phaser as Keith groaned and got up. As he charged for her, she fired. As his eyes rolled back in his head and his body once again fell to the ground, she looked at the setting. Kill. She squeezed her eyes shut and moved around him to get to the door. Kathryn Janeway left the room without taking a look at the body of her husband.

She reached the bridge a few minutes later. The pilot turned around in shock, raising another phaser in her defense. "Who are you?" she demanded.

Before Kathryn could reply she was transported off of the Bridge. The pilot was left startled and alone. She shrugged and continued on her course.

Kathryn rematerialized in a very familiar setting with very familiar people looking at her. "Tom, B'Elanna, Chakotay!" She said it so fast that it almost seemed like one long word. She ran up to Chakotay, who immediately enveloped her in a hug. Tom was next, then B'Elanna, both of them following Chakotay's lead.

When everyone had had their chance to welcome her back, Kathryn asked, "How did you find me? Keith used a encryption sequence so nobody would find us."

Chakotay picked up her hand. "A transmitter. After B'Elanna started work on that hairpin she asked me what happen if he found out about it. So I had her make a transmitter that would rub off when I kissed your hand."

Kathryn rubbed her hand unconsciously. Tom came over with a medical instrument. He ran it over her hand saying, "This should neutralize it." When he was done he and B'Elanna went back to the cockpit, leaving their former commanding officers alone.

Kathryn looked at her best friend and smiled. "Thank you."

"No thanks necessary," he said. To her surprise, she found his lips coming closer to her own. She welcomed the kiss but when it was over she pulled back guiltily.

"What about Seven?"

"She's found happiness elsewhere."

"Well honestly I can't say that I'm sorry. It's her loss."

"I found out who she left me for a couple of hours ago from Tom."

"I assume because you mentioned it that I'd be interested in knowing who it is." She smiled her lopsided smile.

"Harry Kim."

"Harry?" She chuckled. "Well, that's certainly a pairing I never expected." Chakotay laughed with her. They stood in silence until Kathryn spoke again. "I guess I did get what I wanted."

"What was that?"

"A happy ending."

Chakotay gave her another kiss, then tugged on her hand, pulling her towards the front of the ship. "Come on. Tom and B'Elanna can tell you how much your mother has taught them about childrearing."

Kathryn's laughter reverberated in the large room. Indeed, the universe had finally been kind to her and given her what she wanted. And for the first time since New Earth she could say that she was truly happy.