"Blissful
Thoughts"
By Coral
Disclaimer: Paramount + Trek --> Ownership + Disaster...
Dedicated to all those who frequent #JetCJr - "We Will Revive!"
This was written in answer to Loz's Bliss Challenge - to write KJ's version of events from "Bliss"... J/C tendancies...
"Welcome home,
Voyager."
She swung round from the image
on the viewscreen as she felt a hand on her shoulder, a laughing
smile on her face. Cheers were breaking out on the bridge -
they were home, they were home, home, home! Nothing could
get her down now, nothing at all, as she came face to face with
Chakotay, who had a similar expression of euphoria on his
face. Before they even realised what they were doing, they
were hugging each other tightly. Janeway felt tears of joy
- and yes, if she had to admit it, tearrs of sadness too - start
to roll down her cheeks as Chakotay held her close. But
mostly she felt pride in her ship and her crew.
They'd made it home.
The hug was broken off and she
reached to shake Tom's proffered hand, but it wasn't
enough. She swept him into a hug too, telling him how proud
she was of him. Young Harry Kim was grinning like a Chesire
Cat and staring at the viewscreen in frank disbelief; Sam Wildman
and Joe Carey were sharing a warm embrace, and even Tuvok seemed
mildly moved.
The initial shock started to
wear off, but, even so, it was a few minutes before Janeway could
return the attention of her wandering mind to the viewscreen and
focus on the Admiral's words. The world around her seemed
almost unreal as she stood at attention, Chakotay in his usual
place a half step behind her, supporting her as he always had
done, and as she secretly hoped he always would. She
brushed her hand absently against his, and he took it.
"..all invited to a
welcome home celebration tonight, at StarFleet HeadQuarters,
right here in San Francisco. You families are being
contacted as we speak. There will be debriefings, but that
can wait until you've had a chance to settle back in."
Admiral Paris looked around the bridge with the beaming face of a
proud father. "We're proud of all you've accomplished,
Voyager. Well done. StarFleet out."
Janeway turned her back to the
viewscreen as the transmission ended, making eye contact with
each and every crewmember, her gaze coming to rest on Chakotay
last.
"Commander... inform the
crew: We've come home."
He nodded with a smile, and
held her gaze with warmth. "Thank you, Captain... you
brought us home safely."
"Three cheers for the
Captain!" Paris shouted loudly. "Hip, hip-"
Janeway flushed with
embaressment as the bridge crew let forth with screms and shouts
that she felt sure could have travelled the vacuum of space.
She'd done it.
She'd kept her promise.
She'd brought her crew home.