DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters of Star Trek Voyager and I am merely borrowing them for a nonprofit, entertaining story; however, the character Radical Ransom Riley (3R) does belong to me.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: (1) Tom and B’Elanna were not married and B’Elanna was never pregnant. (2) I am making up some of Klingon history; please do not be angry if I do something that contradicts in which the shows and movies have said. I am trying to fit it into how my story is going. (3) I borrowed an idea from ‘H.W.’ with her permission. I also added some stuff to it. It’s in chapter four and is said by Neelix.
WARNING: This story also contains some violence and there is one character death. It is one of the senior officers!
ARCHIVING: Only with the permission of the author.
Creator of the Borg
By SavageLove
Part 1
14 years in 2 weeks
Chapter 2: Through the Years
Part 1: Year One
Two days later, B'Elanna was sitting on the floor with the transmitter in pieces around her. She had taken it apart to find that it had been ruined beyond repair. And while the Amazons had technology, they did not have anything that was close enough to Starfleet technology so that she could fix it. She would have to start from scratch. Sighing, she gathered the pieces up and dumped them into a trash can. Looking around the small hut that she and Seven where sharing, B'Elanna rubbed her ridges hard as she thought.
"B'Elanna?" Seven called out as she stepped into the hut. "Have you come to a conclusion about the…" Seven trailed off as she saw that the transmitter was in the trash. "I'll take that as a yes. You cannot fix it?"
B'Elanna shook her head. "It was too waterlogged and it was damaged from the surges in the Delta Flyer. I'll have to build a new one from scratch." B'Elanna snorted. "It would be easier to build a new ship while I'm at it."
Seven raised her eyebrow at that. B'Elanna noticed the look.
"Well it would," B'Elanna said.
Seven just looked at B'Elanna.
"Okay, so it wouldn't, but you know what I mean," B'Elanna said, pouting slightly. "But, even if I were to make a new transmitter, I'm not even sure if it would work. Remember, for every day that passes outside of the planet, one year passes here. By the time the transmission reaches Voyager, it would be at least a seven years if not more for us. So, why not just build a ship, it might get us off of the planet faster."
Seven paused as she thought about it. What B'Elanna said was true. Because the transmission would actually take longer to reach Voyager, it would be easier to build a ship. Of course, then again, knowing that B'Elanna was a perfectionist, it would easily take longer than the transmission.
Seven looked at B'Elanna and said, "Go ahead."
B'Elanna smiled widely and rushed to the table and began working on designs. Seven shook her head as she walked over to the smaller woman and pulled her away, protesting, to go and eat.
A month later, Seven and B'Elanna went to the seamstress who made them quite a few clothes and boots. They had decided to try and fit in with the Amazons since they would be there for some time. After the seamstress finished measuring them, they headed for the queen's work hut to talk with Nia about that they could do while they lived there.
"So, what can I do for the two of you?" Nia asked.
"We were wondering if there was anything we could do around here to help out," B'Elanna said.
"I thought that you would be working on your ship so that you could get back to your people," Nia said, confused.
"I feel guilty just living here and doing nothing while the rest of you are taking care of us," B'Elanna said. "Plus, it would be the honorable thing to do."
Nia looked at the two women for a moment. "Well, we could always use some more help. Anything you would like to do would be helpful," Nia said.
B'Elanna frowned. "Since you don't use technology, you don't have much use for an engineer," B'Elanna said, pouting slightly.
"Perhaps being a warrior is something you should consider," Seven said, speaking up. B'Elanna looked at Seven and raised an eyebrow. "You're people are warriors B'Elanna, maybe it is time you try and embrace that part of you."
B'Elanna looked at her best friend and considered what she was saying. After they had become friends, B'Elanna had started to accept her Klingon side with the help of Seven. She could not almost speak Klingon fluently and she even knew more of her people's past than she had before. But she absolutely refuses to eat anything raw! However, the one thing that she had yet to embrace was the warrior aspect of her Klingon side.
B'Elanna sighed and smiled at Seven. "Yeah, that'll work," B'Elanna said agreeing.
"What about you Seven? Are you going to be a warrior also?" Nia asked.
"No," Seven said automatically. "I would rather be a healer, or perhaps a babysitter. I have no desire to hurt another living being as long as I live unless it is absolutely necessary."
Nia looked at Seven in surprise by her venomous reply. Curious about Seven's decision but sensing that she should not ask, Nia said, "You can do both. We already have three healers and a fourth would be nice incase of an emergency. And while the elders are great babysitters, it would be nice to have someone younger to handle the more energetic children."
"I can do both?" Seven asked.
"Yes, you can. But, you will mostly be a babysitter since you will not be needed full time as a healer," Nia explained.
Seven nodded. "When do we start our training?" she asked.
"Now…"
Part 2: Year Two
Laris watched Seven in amazement as she held a seven month old infant, cooked and read a books all at the same time. Laris was seventy-four years old and in all her time she had never seen someone who never had children of her own act as if this was a common occurrence in her daily schedule. She was proud of Seven. She had taught Seven all she knew of caring for children. She had first started with the older children and worked her way down since most difficult to care for her the youngest. But Seven had a natural ability and such a way with children that they practically begged to stay with her.
Smiling, Laris watched as Seven put down the books and set the table for the other two children—a three year old and an eight year old—while she softly sang to the sleeping infant. Laris nodded and knew that Seven had made the right choice. The gentle woman was not a killer; she was a born healer and raiser.
A few hours later, Seven walked across the grounds for the healer's hut to begin her lessons. Her teacher, Kieara, was just as proud of her pupil as Laris was since with Seven's knowledge of millions of species, her knowledge of medicine was already extensive, all she had to do was learn how to put it to use. She was already a natural.
Meanwhile, B'Elanna was with Sozar going over the basics of a bow and arrow. B'Elanna had already mastered the staff and sword with surprising ease. The youngsters that were watching were on their backs laughing like crazy as B'Elanna either missed the target completely and had to go and find the arrows or she couldn't even launch the arrows.
"B'Elanna, relax. You're too tense and that is affecting your aim and shot," Sozar said after she had chased away the children.
"Why is this so hard," B'Elanna growled.
"It's not, but it does take time to master. The bow is something that takes massive amount of concentration and is not something that can be learned through repetition since each shot is to be treated as a new move each time," Sozar said. "Now, take a deep breath and find your center. Once you find your center, extend it to your intended target. Once you have focused on your target and can easily picture it in your mind, let the arrow fly. And remember, the arrow and bow is a part of your body. The arrow flows through you, out of you and to the target as one motion."
B'Elanna took in a deep breath and did as asked. She waited for what seemed to be like hours, but was only a few moments. When she released the arrow, it hit the target, barely, but it still hit the target.
Sozar smiled. "Good, you hit the target. Now…"
The sun was just finishing setting as B'Elanna, tiredly, dragged herself into the hut she shared with Seven. She sat at the table and began to clean, polish and work out any kinks in her weapons. Once that was finished, she put them away, took off her clothing and dressed in a shift before throwing herself onto the bed in exhaustion. She closed her eyes, telling herself it would only be for a few minutes.
That was how Seven found her. Spread across the bed, snoring softly as she slept. Seven smiled softly as she sat down next to B'Elanna and began to gently rub her back as she spoke quietly to wake the Klingon up. B'Elanna murmured softly as her eyes fluttered open. She turned over and looked up at Seven and smiled.
"Hey," Seven said softly as she moved B'Elanna's hair from her face.
"Hey," B'Elanna said as she stretched like a cat. "What time is it?"
"Twenty hundred hours," Seven answered. "When you did not show up for dinner, I became concerned until Sozar told me that she had worked you to the bone. I brought you some food."
B'Elanna grinned. "Thanks Seven," B'Elanna said as she sat up and saw the plate of food on the table.
"You're welcome, B'Elanna," Seven said, a smile flirting around her lips as she saw the smaller woman eagerly attack her meal. "So, are you any closer to finishing the ship?" Seven subtly teased the engineer.
B'Elanna mock glared at Seven as she said, "No." She pouted as she mumbled something about have trouble designing some stuff and Sozar was driving her crazy and so on.
Seven laughed.
It was about seven months later in which Seven and B'Elanna stood before the tribe and knelt before the queen and her consort. After passing tests for the past two weeks, they had finally earned the right to ask to join the Nation and become Amazons. The ceremony was long and detailed as the Queen gave speech after speech and asked question after question.
Finally, the queen said, "My sisters, rise and greet your new tribe!"
The women screamed and howled in congratulations as Seven and B'Elanna stood up…
Part 3: Year Three through Year Five
It was into their third year on the planet when a scout came running into the village, covered in blood, screaming out that they were being attacked. The warriors—including B'Elanna—ran to their huts for their weapons before gathering before the queen, while those who do not fight—including Seven—and the children rushed to the cave where they would stay in safety until the battle was over.
As Seven and B'Elanna rushed in opposite directions, they looked behind them and locked eyes with each other.
Be safe, Seven thought.
Be safe, B'Elanna thought.
Once they were unable to see each other, they turned their concentration on what they were supposed to be doing.
A year later the war was over and the north tribe that Seven and B'Elanna had belonged to had won. The queen from the south tribe had been executed after been found guilt of treason to the Nation and for inciting war. After the queen's daughter took over, the ten tribes met and discussed the need to unite under one queen. It was decided that Queen Nia would be the one queen while all the other queens would be her regents
A year later, after much talk and work, the tribes united. B'Elanna became the lead hunter and the lead trainer for younger warriors. Seven became a full-fledged healer and the most sought out babysitter.
It was what B'Elanna would consider Christmas, December 25. Although not really celebrated anymore, that was one of the traditions she had grown up loving. Her abuela, her father's mother, had taught her about it and it was one of the traditions she still practiced. So it was with an extremely shocking shyness that she handed Seven a wrapped box.
"What is this?" Seven asked in confusion as she held the box that was three feet by two and a half feet by two and a half feet.
"It's a present," B'Elanna said. "Merry Christmas."
Seven looked at B'Elanna in utter confusion. Sighing, B'Elanna began to explain the Christmas holiday and what it meant.
"I do not have a present for you," Seven said sadly.
"It's okay Seven. I didn't expect anything," B'Elanna said. "Go on, open it."
Seven nodded as she ripped open the wrapping paper and box. Inside of the box was a model of a ship. Intrigued, she took the ship out and studied it. The model was two and a half feet long, one and a half feet tall and two feet wide.
"Is this…?" Seven asked.
"Yes, that is the ship that I will make," B'Elanna said proudly.
"You are giving me a model?" Seven asked, slightly confused.
"Not just a model!" B'Elanna said as she took something out of the box. It was a remote. B'Elanna took the model from Seven and placed it on the floor. Stepping back, she said, "Watch this." She pressed a few buttons and the ship suddenly began to hover about six inches off of the ground. Seven blinked in surprise as B'Elanna began to explain her gift and what it did.
"You made a model that can be played with?" Seven asked.
"Yep," B'Elanna said, beaming. She handed Seven the remote. "Here, give it a try."
Seven took the remote and played with it a little. Smiling as she got into it, she moved the little ship all around the hut as B'Elanna looked on, smiling tenderly at her best friend.
"So, do you like it?" B'Elanna asked.
Seven looked at B'Elanna and beamed. "This is great."
B'Elanna laughed softly as she watched the blonde beauty play like a child. This was one of the times that B'Elanna just enjoyed sitting back and watching the younger woman experience something for the first time. Seven was almost like a kid when she experienced things that she should have as a child. Seven had an innocence about her that drew B'Elanna to her. The way she questions things that B'Elanna took for granted. It renewed her zest for life and gave her a new outlook that she had not had since she was a child herself.
B'Elanna wished she had her holocam so that she could make a movie of this so that she could always treasure it when ever she felt like it.
A few hours later, Seven and B'Elanna were in bed. They were both asleep, but they were slowly making their way to the center of the bed. Once there, B'Elanna pulled Seven into her arms. The ex-Borg laid her head on the Klingon's shoulder, placed her arm around the slender but muscular waist, and her leg in between B'Elanna's legs. They sighed as they relaxed against each other. Seven tucked her head under B'Elanna's chin as B'Elanna wrapped her arms snuggly around Seven's body. B'Elanna rubbed her hand up and down the blonde's back.
Slowly, they stilled and came into a deeper rest.
Part 4: Year Six
It was that start of their sixth year on the planet when it finally happened. They had been sleeping in their hut, and as with the past three months since that night on Christmas Eve, they had each started on the other side of the bed before drifting to the middle, holding each other. Either they were spooning or one on their back holding the other to their chest. They never said anything about it when they awoke.
B'Elanna, at the moment, was on her back with Seven in her arms when she woke up. B'Elanna didn't move right away, choosing to watch Seven sleep, instead. For the past six months, B'Elanna has felt her feelings change for the younger woman. B'Elanna felt her heart swell with… love. B'Elanna blinked as she realized what her feelings were… they were of love. She was in love with Seven. B'Elanna was not bothered with this. Years ago she would have been bothered but not anymore. After nearly six years with the Borg on a planet with only women, B'Elanna had grown closer to Seven and their friendship had deepened to a level so that she knew Seven inside and out and the blonde knew her inside and out.
B'Elanna sighed as the realization of her love for the woman in her arms surrounded her hearts and settled over them like a thick blanket. B'Elanna turned her head and pressed her nose to Seven's hair and breathed in deeply, imprinting the sent of Seven on her brain. Once the smell was imprinted on her brain, B'Elanna closed her eyes and relaxed as her body changed and allowed her spirit to recognize Seven as her mate. She didn't even think about it, she just did it, never assuming that Seven did not feel the same way.
Once that was done, B'Elanna opened her eyes and lifted a hand and cupped Seven's cheek. Her thumb gently caressed the high cheek bone and smiled when Seven made little mewing sounds. Seven's eyes slowly fluttered open and looked up at her with a sleepy dazed look. B'Elanna and Seven stared into each other's eyes. B'Elanna stared into Seven's eyes, looking for any hint that Seen felt the same as she did. B'Elanna saw into Seven's deep blue eyes and saw exactly what she was looking for. B'Elanna smiled brightly and started to lean forward as her eyes became heavy with lust and love. Seven's head move towards B'Elanna's. Their lips met and they began to kiss passionately. They broke apart after a few minutes, panting heavily. Seven was now on her back with B'Elanna pressed against her side.
B'Elanna gently moved her fingers over Seven's face, lingering over the implant over the blue eye. Seven breathed in deeply as the sensitive place where skin and metal merged into one. Seven rubbed her fingers up and down the ridged spine of B'Elanna's back, causing the older woman to purr slightly.
"I'm in love you," they said at the same time.
Both of them smiled.
"B'Elanna?" Seven asked, her eyes wide, open, conveying her innocence in a single look.
"Yes, my love?" B'Elanna asked as she gently placed kisses along Seven's jaw line.
"Make love to me," Seven whimpered as a flood of feeling raged through her abdomen and womanhood. She rubbed her thighs together to relieve the tension that had suddenly assaulted her.
B'Elanna pulled back and looked Seven in the eyes. "Yes," B'Elanna hissed in return.
B'Elanna leaned down and began to softly kiss Seven's lips. The kisses became longer and longer until it was one continuous kiss that deepened and deepened with every moment. Slowly, they undressed each other and began the most intimate of dances.
Outside of their hut stood Queen Nia, Jara and three members of the Royal Guard. They were all smiling and laughing softly, except the queen, who was pouting at her mate.
"Ha, you owe me six back rubs and a moonlit walk," Jara said to her mate.
Queen Nia cursed at B'Elanna's and Seven's hut, shaking her fist in mock anger.
"Damn those two! They couldn't have waited another two years before they figured it out, no… they had to figure it out now," Queen Nia complained as her royal guard laughed which turned into cat calls and whistles from the moans of pleasure coming from B'Elanna's and Seven's hut.
B'Elanna hovered over Seven, perspiration covering her body, her slick hair stuck to her head and she panted heavily as she came down from her climax. Seven was beneath her. Strong legs were wrapped around her waist and slender but powerful arms were wrapped around her neck. Seven's head was thrown back, exposing her throat. She was breathing erratically as her body was racked with aftershocks of her climax. B'Elanna lowered her head onto Seven's breast so that her ear was against Seven's heart and breathed in deeply. Her body tensed, suddenly, for a moment as her hearts stopped. Pain filled her body as it began to bring its back up organs up to preserve her life. Slowly her hearts began to beat again, and began to beat in time to Seven's. Finally her hearts were matched to Seven's beating heart, and the pain receded and her body stopped using its redundant organs. B'Elanna lifted her head up and looked into Seven's eyes, shocked at what had just happened.
"B'Elanna?" Seven asked, concerned.
B'Elanna looked at Seven and opened and closed her mouth like a fish. "I… uh… I…" B'Elanna stuttered in astonishment.
"What is the matter, my heart?" Seven asked, her metal brow lifting in question.
"It's true," B'Elanna said.
Seven frowned and looked at B'Elanna in confusion. "What is true?"
"The myth of Kahless," B'Elanna said softly
"The myth of Kahless," Seven asked confused. "What is the myth of Kahless?"
"It is said that when Kahless met his soul mate, his third, and accepted her, it was said that with his ear against his mate's heart, his hearts stopped beating, while his redundant organs worked in over time to keep him alive. His hearts then began to beat in time to his mate's. After that, when ever his mate was in trouble, he could feel it, even if he was miles away," B'Elanna said.
Seven raised a brow. "That does not explain why you said it was true, and it does not explain why you…" Seven trailed off, her eyes widening in understanding. "B'Elanna? Are you saying…?"
B'Elanna nodded her head slowly.
"I am your third heart?" Seven asked, cocking her head to the side as she studied her lover.
B'Elanna nodded again.
Seven smiled and pulled B'Elanna down into a passionate kiss.
Six months later B'Elanna and Seven were married in the Amazon way and secretly they had taken the Oath. Most would think it was too fast, but to them it was the next logical step. B'Elanna's Klingon side wanted nothing more than to claim the mate that she had known was hers from the moment she had met Seven after being freed from the Borg. Seven's Borg side made it so that it was logical to move to marriage almost right away since they were the best of friends and they were the perfect match for each other. So, with Klingon aggressiveness and Borg logic, their marriage was at the perfect time.
Part 5: Year Seven
They were into a little over six months into their seventh year on the planet and Seven was eight months pregnant. After being married for a little over a month, they had decided hat they wanted to have children. Luckily the Amazons had the technology to reproduce with one another since there were no men on the planet. It was one of the few technologies that they used in their daily lives and Seven and B'Elanna were grateful for that.
After talking it over, they had decided that they wanted to have a child now and now wait the typical one to two years before starting a family. They had also decided that Seven would carry the first child. So, now, Seven was eight months along in her pregnancy.
It was a sunny morning when B'Elanna stood in front of her wife in their hut. B'Elanna gently rubbed Seven's stomach as she kissed her mate. B'Elanna was going out with her young charges to show them how to survive when you only had a few items that were almost useless.
"Love, you are going to be late. Go, I'll be here when you get back," Seven said, laughing as B'Elanna growled in protest.
"I don't wanna go," B'Elanna whined.
"Love, you promised them that you would take them and this is the only time in which you can. Go so you can keep your honor," Seven said gently.
"What if you go into labor? You need me here," B'Elanna said.
"Lanna, labor takes hours. They can go and get you if I do. Now go and that is an order," Seven said.
B'Elanna pouted before nodding and lowering her head and heading to the door. She grabbed her stuff and walked out. Seven held up and hand and ticked off five fingers before B'Elanna came back running into to the hut. B'Elanna hugged Seven carefully and kissed her softly before sinking to her knees and placing kisses all over Seven's stomach.
"See you soon, Wa'Hom," B'Elanna whispered before jumping up. "See you soon too, Be'nal."
"Lanna, it is only three days and four nights," Seven reminded before turning B'Elanna around and smacking her butt hard, causing B'Elanna to yelp and jump up. B'Elanna mock glared at Seven over her shoulder before rushing out of the hut, followed by Seven who was waddling. Seven waddled up to Jara who was six months pregnant and watched as B'Elanna and Mira left with twelve fifteen year old girls for their time in the wild forest.
"You have B'Elanna wrapped around your little finger, you know that don't you?" Jara asked.
"Indeed. You have Nia wrapped around your finger as well," Seven pointed out.
Two nights later, B'Elanna was using a stone to sharpen her sword as she sat in front of the fire in her watch shift. Mira and the twelve girls were asleep and B'Elanna doubted that she could sleep anyway. She was too worried about Seven. Something felt wrong… Her heart clenched painfully, causing her to drop the stone and the sword. B'Elanna jumped up and shook Mira. Mira woke up and looked at B'Elanna in question.
"My turn already?" Mira asked.
"Something is wrong with Ani. I can feel it. Can you handle the girls? I need to get back to her," B'Elanna said.
"Sure. Their old enough that they don't need two people to watch them. Go on," Mira urged. She knew all about B'Elanna's "feelings". B'Elanna had more than once stopped an assignation attempt on the Queen when there had seemed to be no reason for one.
"Thanks," B'Elanna said before gathering her things and running through the forest back to the village. It took most of the night and when B'Elanna finally entered the village, it was barely morning. B'Elanna ran into her hut, ignoring the calls of the guards. Seven was on the floor, a wet spot near her crotch and a large bruise on her forehead.
"Annika!" B'Elanna shouted in shock. B'Elanna rushed to Seven's side as two of the guards ran into the hut. B'Elanna turned to them. "Quick, run and get Stella."
The two guards nodded. One of them ran to get the healer as the other walked up to B'Elanna and knelt down beside her. A few moments later, Stella comes running into the hut and gasps when she sees Seven. She dropped to her knees and started to check Seven out.
"She's gone into labor and she appears to have a concussion. We have to get her to the Healer's Hut. Quickly," Stella said.
"Can she be moved?" B'Elanna asked.
"Yes," Stella said.
B'Elanna nodded and stood up before gently picking Seven up into her arms. Then they rushed to the Healer's Hut as people began to come out of their huts. Once inside, B'Elanna laid Seven down and Stella began to work.
"I'm going to have to cut the baby out. It's too dangerous for her to give birth right now," Stella said.
B'Elanna nodded.
"What can I do?" one of the guards asked.
"Go and get Queen Nia. She has practice in this sort of thing," Stella ordered.
"Right away," the guard replied and ran out of the hut.
Stella began to prep Seven for the surgery. Stella had everything ready as Queen Nia came rushing in.
"My Goddess," Queen Nia gasped before rushing to Stella side.
As they worked, B'Elanna held Seven's hand and prayed for the best.
Several hours later, B'Elanna held her baby daughter as Stella finished patching Seven up. Once the wound was closed, Stella used one of the Amazon made dermal regenerators and closed the wound completely. B'Elanna watched this and felt her hearts constrict at the site. B'Elanna looked down at the tiny child in her arms and was surprised to see the forehead ridges were more prominent than she had thought they would be. She was even darker than she should be and she had blue eyes! But she was so beautiful, brown skin, reddish brown hair, blue eyes, and a ridged forehead.
"B'Elanna," Queen Nia said softly.
"Yeah?" B'Elanna asked, not looking up.
"B'Elanna, look at me," Queen Nia ordered softly. B'Elanna looked up into her Queen's worried eyes. "Seven is going to be fine. She'll be good as new night after she has regenerated. I'll have one of the guards bring the regeneration unit in here for her to use. Do you want to stay here with Seven?"
"Yes," B'Elanna said simply. "The baby's clothes are in the trunk on the top of everything. Can you get the guard to bring them?"
"Certainly," Queen Nia said, nodding to the guard by the door. "So, what is the name of this little beauty?"
"Kathryn," B'Elanna said. Seven and she had not really decided on a name, but she knew that Seven wanted to name the baby after the Captain because in every way, but blood, she is Seven's mother. "We can call her Katie."
"You are naming her after your Captain?" Queen Nia asked.
"Yes," B'Elanna said as the guard came back. Stella took the regeneration unit and hooked Seven up to it as the guard handed B'Elanna the baby clothing. "Thank you."
"You're welcome Captain B'Elanna," the guard said, causing B'Elanna to groan softly. The guard smirked and walked off to stand by the door outside. B'Elanna shook her head and laid Katie on the table and began to dress her into the footie pajamas.
"Is there a way Ani can breast feed while regenerating?" B'Elanna asked Stella.
"That should be no problem. In fact, it may help in the recovery," Stella said as she cleaned up the hut.
"Well, I'll leave you to Seven and your daughter," Queen Nia said.
"Thank you for your help Nia," B'Elanna said.
"It was no problem B'Elanna. But, some time today I want to talk to you. You're supposed to be with the kids and Mira," Queen Nia said.
B'Elanna nodded. Yes ma'am," B'Elanna whispered.
Queen Nia left and B'Elanna walked over to Seven and lowered her top and held the quiet baby to her breast.
That night, after a long explanation of how she knew Seven was in trouble, B'Elanna returned to the Healer's Hut to find Seven awake and feeding Katie. B'Elanna rushed to her side and hugged her, but being careful of their daughter. B'Elanna caught Seven's lips in a heated kiss. Seven broke it off after a while and leaned her forehead against B'Elanna's. B'Elanna demanded to know what happened and Seven explained that she had fallen when an overwhelmingly painful contraction had hit her.
"Thank Kahless I felt something. Who knows how long you would have been there with out help," B'Elanna whispered, her hearts aching.
"I'm sorry love," Seven whispered.
"It's alright," B'Elanna said, kissing Seven's forehead, softly.
"You know, we need to name the baby," Seven said.
"I already did," B'Elanna said, a little sheepishly, and Seven raised a brow in silent demand of an answer.
"I named her Kathryn. We can call her Katie," B'Elanna said and watched as Seven's eyes tear-ed up and she brought a hand up and cupped her face. Seven slowly stroked her cheek before pulling her into a soft loving kiss. B'Elanna broke the kiss and placed small kisses all over Seven's face.
"Thank you," Seven said simple. No explanation of how grateful she was, just a simple expression of gratitude.
"No problem," B'Elanna said.
Part 6: Year Ten
Ten years after their arrival on the planet, Katie was sitting in B'Elanna's lap as the pregnant Klingon told her daughter a story of her experience on Voyager. Katie was three years old and B'Elanna was nine months pregnant. Everyone silently cursed the fact that B'Elanna was having their second child. Seven had been perfect in her pregnancy, she never complained nor did she have hormonal fits. Her only thing was having very strange cravings but manageable. Now, with B'Elanna, that was a different story. She complained constantly, she had hormonal fits at a moments notice and her cravings were outrageous. Everyone thought that Seven was a saint for dealing with B'Elanna every day and night for the past nine months.
"Telling another Voyager story?" Seven asked as she entered their quarters.
"Mama!" Katie said, holding her arms up and Seven picked her up and bent down and kissed B'Elanna's forehead.
"She loves them," B'Elanna said, before grimacing suddenly.
Seven raised a brow. "Is it time?" Seven asked.
"Oh yeah," B'Elanna rasped out in pain.
Seven placed Katie gently onto the floor and then picked up B'Elanna. Ordering her daughter to follow her, Seven strode out of the hut and headed for the Healer's Hut. Seven walked into the hut and placed B'Elanna onto the table as Stella walked up to them. Stella quickly stripped B'Elanna from the waist down and checked on her progress.
Exactly twenty hours forty-five minutes and twenty-four seconds later, B'Elanna held the tiny baby in her arms. Seven was holding Katie in her arms as she leaned over and kissed B'Elanna's lips before kissing the tiny baby's forehead ridges. The baby had mocha skin, deep blue eyes, and dark brown hair and forehead ridges.
"What shall we name her?" B'Elanna asked softly as she began to breast feed their daughter.
"How about Miral?" Seven asked softly.
B'Elanna looked up into Seven's eyes before nodding.
"It's perfect," B'Elanna said.
"She's purty mama," Katie said.
Seven smiled at her oldest. "Yes, she is," Seven said.
"When can she start playing with me?" Katie demanded, bouncing on Seven's hip.
B'Elanna and Seven laughed at the demand.
"Not for a while, little one. In a little over a year," B'Elanna said, smiling as she undid her shirt and brought her youngest to her bare breast.
"Awe," Katie whined and pouted slightly.
"Don't whine, Katie," Seven said.
"Yes mama," Katie said as she placed her head on Seven's shoulder and closed her eyes.
Seven smiled at B'Elanna and gently kissed her wife. B'Elanna smiled into the kiss.
Life was good.