Time Stands Still
By Clara
Summary: 20 years on�
Disclaimer: They�re not mine
Rating: G
Category: Future, Romance
Archive: Anywhere, just let me know.
Author�s notes: *watches those who know her collapse* yes, after nearly a year
I�ve managed to finish a �normal� non Chak death fic� shocking.
Dedication: Thanks to Naaz and Jadie for listening to me on MSN while I wrote
this and also thanks to Jadie for beta-ing and the title.
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Kathryn Janeway grinned as she lowered herself into the Captains Chair of the
Starship Voyager. It had been 20 years since she and her crew had arrived back
in the Alpha Quadrant and almost as long since she had sat in this chair.
Still grinning, she closed her eyes and let the memories wash over her, there
were so many from those seven years she would treasure, Naomi Wildman�s birth,
Tom and B�Elanna�s marriage and the subsequent birth of Miral� and of course,
the day Chakotay had set them down in San Francisco.
Opening her eyes, Kathryn looked down and ran her hands along the armrests,
there was no doubt about it, she missed Voyager. It wasn�t that her life since
as an Admiral wasn�t enjoyable.
But sometimes she missed waking up and knowing that she was going to spend the
day with the people who had become like her family.
Standing, she circled the bridge, running her hands along the Ops consol,
smiling as images of an eager young ensign surfaced. Kathryn knew he should have
received a promotion long before they reached earth, but it had always been one
of those things she put off. An acceptance that Harry was no longer the young
excitable ensign from the day they were first thrown into the Delta Quadrant
would have affirmed that they had been lost for longer than she liked to think
about.
Turning, she walked over to the com station and lowered herself into what was
once Tom Paris� seat. Grinning again to herself, she looked up into the view
screen which still dominated the wall ahead of her, giving a wonderful view of
the Park in San Francisco where it now served as a museum, something which
Kathryn was undeniably grateful for; she didn�t think she could stand the idea
of Voyager being destroyed.
The sound of the tubo life doors opening and quite footsteps on the carpet
bought her out of her reverie. She smiled again as his hands came to rest on her
shoulders.
�How does it feel to be back?�
She looked up at him and smiled slightly before allowing Chakotay to pull her
up. �Like coming home again.�