Star Trek:Voyager Stories by Briar Rose

Author: Briar Rose

Website: All my stories can be found here, 

Rating: PG13 for a couple of swear words

Disclaimer: We know the drill.  They don't belong to me.  I make no money from this venture.  In fact, I don't earn a living at all so don’t even think about suing me.

Synopsis/Notes: Any P/Ter will figure out when this takes place.  It's based on a song--yes!  I'm shocked too -- THIS IS A BACKSTREET BOYS FREE ZONE!  

Continue reading…I dare ya.  I double-dog dare ya!


I haven't seen her since we were beamed to sickbay.  I must have passed out, finally, as soon as the oxygen hit my brain.  When I woke up, she was gone. 

Did I dream it all?  I guess not since the doc made me stay in sickbay overnight for observation.  I didn't ask about B'Elanna--I didn't have to.  He told me as soon as I regained consciousness that she was fine and he'd released her.  Probably on the threat of having his matrix realigned.

It's that tough Klingon constitution.  She looks so delicate, so fragile, that I forget sometimes just how tough she is…

It's like an echo.  Or a garbled subspace message.  Like I was asleep, so I can't be sure.  Of course she could have just been telling me what I wanted to hear.  I haven't exactly been subtle about the fact that I want us to be a little more than friends. 

A lot more.

I could have it all wrong.  Maybe she was just trying to tell me how…how she loves me as a friend.  Like Harry.  I'm sure she loves Harry like a brother.  That's got to be it.  I was just confused.  It's understandable.  We were almost unconscious and I got it wrong.  But I hope not.

It's probably for the best anyway.  I mean, we're not exactly alike--not what anyone would think of as the perfect couple!  She's so intense, and she works all the time, and…God!  She's so private!  About everything.  And God-forbid anyone should try to get close to her.  To find out what's really going on inside her head.  She takes everything so seriously.

And I like being around people.  I like to have fun, which seems to be a foreign word to B'Elanna.  I guess Klingons don’t have fun.  Well, half-Klingons anyway.

It's better this way.  I mean, we would be crazy together!  We fight all the time as it is!  Yesterday--in her quarters--I haven't been that fed up since… the day before yesterday.  Sigh…

I've tried so hard to get Sakari out of my head… God, that kiss!  And the way she felt pressed against me.  Hell, even the way she was walking… stalking me…
I've got to know for sure.  I'll go out of my mind if I don’t know for sure. 

Computer, locate Lieutenant Torres.

"Lieutenant Torres is in her quarters."

Okay, I can get dressed and go.  I should go, not com her.  Yeah, sure, that would be great.  'So, how are you feeling, B'Elanna?  No lingering effects, I hope.  And by the way, did you really mean it when you said you were in love with me, or did you just say that to make me feel better before we both bit the cosmic dust?'

Yeah, that would go over really well…

Christ, I'm such a coward.

I mean, we have nothing in common.   Except, I dunno… Harry.  And the warp core…  Ugh!  Tom, get a grip!  You've been dating for months!  Sort of dating.  Eating together anyway.  And spending time on the holodeck.  And we got along great when we were creating her Day of Honor program… well, sort of great.  Maybe I went a little overboard.  I think the painsticks might have been a mistake…

Okay, I'll just take this logically.  We share some interests.  Not a lot, but some.  And she's not boring--I pretty much never know how she'll react in any given situation, so that's exciting in a relationship.  And she doesn't play games… well, maybe she does play games.  I hope I get the chance to find out…

And I know that we'd be great together.

Maybe she really meant it.  She could really love me.  And I--I'm in love with her too.  I am.  I just have to learn how to trust that.  To trust her…

I should have said something.  I should have answered her.  I have to stop being a coward about the stuff that really matters. 

So, I'll ask her.  Maybe.  Tomorrow.

Computer, end log.


kd lang -- she's Canadian  ;-)

(sung very slowly, hesitantly, sweetly….  Just close your eyes and picture it)

maybe i am crazy 
maybe i'm confused 
maybe i've misconstrued 
maybe i.... 
love you 
maybe i am dreaming 
maybe i am doomed 
maybe i'm destitute 
maybe i... 
love you 
maybe i'll ask or 
maybe i won't 
it could be disaster 
maybe it won't 
maybe if i do 
it may be 
that maybe you 
love me too 
maybe i've misconstrued 
maybe i... 
love you 
maybe i'll ask or 
maybe i won't 
it may be disaster 
maybe it won't

From the album All You Can Eat, 1995 Warner Brothers Records Inc.  Written by k.d.lang and Ben Minc….  Don't sue me.

The End.

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