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 6: Convictions, Talks, Implicating
Part 1: Sentencing
Four weeks later, Neelix's plan to turn Cargo Bay 2 into housing for families had been approved. Engineering had started to work on it, although they did improve Neelix's plans. Engineering said that the new housing could hold five families. While the housing was not as spacious as they would be on a real generation ship, it would serve its purpose and free up a few other rooms so that they could be turned into family quarters if necessary.
So far seven couples have come up and asked to be married, two lesbian couples, one gay couple and four straight couples. Out of the seven of them, three of them have asked to have children. There had been some shuffling around as people moved in with their lovers or people moved out to make room for their roommate's lover. With the shuffling, eight rooms had been freed up. One of those rooms went to Icheb and one went to the doctor who wanted to have a place where he could put his things. So that left six rooms that were un occupied, which made things seem a bit less squashed.
Two weeks later the captain and first officer were enclosed in the Ready Room the morning of the transmissions from earth while the crew talked to their families in the rooms set up for privacy.
"Hello Captain, Commander," Admiral Paris said, smiling slightly. "What did you need to talk to me about?"
"You were right," Captain Janeway said without any pretence or hello.
Admiral Paris looked at her confused.
"You were right about Tom," Captain Janeway admitted.
"Oh? What has he done now?" Admiral Paris asked, bored, as if he had expected it.
"I will send you all of the information," Captain Janeway said as she quickly sent the information. When the Admiral got it, he read it quickly and his face drained of color. When he looked up Captain Janeway continued, "We need you or someone to make a decision. None of us besides Tuvok are impartial; we need someone else to make the judgment and sentencing."
Admiral Paris nodded slowly as he thought. He sighed. "The only sentence is death. His record speaks against him. If this information is correct, which I am sure it is, then his punishment is either death, being marooned or being put in a penal colony. Since I rather he not be marooned in the Delta Quadrant and there is no penal colony, there is only one choice," Admiral Paris said.
"Are you sure. He is your son," Chakotay said.
"I am. Every admiral would agree with me. You can't keep him in the brig or stasis forever; it will be a drain on your resources. It is the only way," Admiral Paris said.
Captain Janeway and Chakotay looked at each other.
Part 2: Talking with Mother
B'Elanna and Seven were in their bed in B'Elanna's quarters. The children were asleep in the living room and the baby was in a crib in the corner of their bedroom. Seven was on her back and she was holding B'Elanna in her arms. Both of them were awake and were content to lay in peace. B'Elanna's head was pillowed on Seven's breast, one of her legs was thrown over Seven's legs and with one of her hands she was tracing the abdominal implant. Seven had one arm behind her head and with her other hand, she ran her fingers through B'Elanna's hair and massaged B'Elanna's head, causing the small Klingon to purr.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Seven asked, breaking the quiet.
No answer.
"Love?" Seven tried again.
No answer.
"Bella?"
Nothing.
"B'Elanna Torres," Seven growled out.
"Don't wanna," B'Elanna muttered, cuddling closer to Seven.
"Be'nal, something is bothering you. Tell me what it is," Seven ordered.
"I'm worried about talking to my mother, how she will react to you and the kids," B'Elanna said with worry.
The last transmission they had found out that B'Elanna's mother was alive and B'Elanna had put in a request to talk to her as soon as possible. But that had been before B'Elanna had gotten married and sired three kids and adopted another.
"You need not worry, I am sure your mother will accept us. After all, we are soulmates," Seven said.
Two hours later, Seven, B'Elanna, Icheb, Katie, Miral and Rebecca were in one of the rooms that were for personal transmissions between families. They would get a half an hour since both B'Elanna and Seven had fifteen minutes each. Seven and B'Elanna were sitting beside each other. Seven was cradling a sleeping Rebecca in her arms, while B'Elanna was holding Miral. Icheb was sitting next to B'Elanna and Katie was sitting on his lap. When B'Elanna looked at the teenage boy, she tried not to smile, Katie, Naomi and Miral followed him every where. He pretended that it bothered him greatly, but every once and a while, B'Elanna could see him give them a look of brotherly love.
'Video feed in twenty seconds' the computer intoned.
B'Elanna looked back to the screen and waited for her mother to appear with bated breath. When her mother appeared, her face showed shock.
"B'Elanna?" Miral asked, looking a little confused at all of the people in the room with her daughter. And that her daughter looked older than she should be.
B'Elanna looked at Seven before turning back to her mother and quickly explaining what was going on.
"So… these are our children. The eldest at sixteen is Icheb, we rescued him from the Borg a few years ago and we adopted him three weeks ago. Our second child is seven years old and since Seven had her, Seven named her after her maternal figure, our captain, Kathryn, but we call her Katie. Our third child, who I had, is four and we named her… we named her after you. And seven just gave birth to our last child, Rebecca, six weeks ago," B'Elanna said, finishing her explanation.
"From what you told me, Seven had Rebecca three to four weeks early. Why?" Miral said, detecting something in her daughter's tone when she talked about Rebecca, as if she were scared to let the child out of her site.
"She went into premature labor," B'Elanna admitted darkly.
"Why?" Miral demanded. "And what happened to that Tom Paris?"
When neither Seven nor B'Elanna answered, Icheb did.
"SoSnI', Mr. Paris acted without honor when he copulated with a hologram whilst he was with SoSoy, so she terminated their relationship before she and mom left for their away mission. When SoSoy and mom returned he was enraged to find out that they were married because he had hoped to salvage their relationship. He confronted us in the mess hall and tried to challenge Seven until another crew member pointed out that would mean he would have to kill Seven, who was pregnant. Seven then told him that B'Elanna wouldn't want him anyway and he proceeded to punch her in the stomach and then push her down and she landed on her stomach. That caused her to go into premature labor," Icheb said in a cool Borg tone but you could hear his fear clearly.
Miral stared at the teenage boy before looking at B'Elanna.
"Is this true?" Miral demanded.
B'Elanna closed her eyes before nodding.
Miral could barely control her rage as she said, "How dare that…" really bad curse! "…hurt one of my daughters!"
"Well, at least we now that she approves of me," Seven interjected, trying to change the subject.
"Of course I do! Anyone who can accept B'Elanna for who she is, I would gladly accept!" Miral said, slightly offended. Miral then proceeded to ignore Seven and B'Elanna and addressed her grandchildren "Would you like to hear some stories about your SoSoy?"
"YES!" Katie shouted excitedly as B'Elanna groaned and buried her face into her hands. Icheb nodded his agreement and Miral began to tell stories about the little terror that B'Elanna once was.
Fifteen minutes later, B'Elanna glared at the blank screen, her face burning red with embarrassment. B'Elanna turned to her family and raised a mock threatening fist and shook it playfully. "One word… say just one word about this and I'll tickle you all till you pee your pants!" B'Elanna threatened.
They all laughed and teased her before they took off running with B'Elanna running behind them, except for Seven, whom was carrying Rebecca. Seven walked down the hallway with her daughter, smiling at her family as they rough housed.
Part 3: Fake Out
Tom stood in parade rest in front of his captain and first officer. It was the day after the three day long transmissions in which the captain and the first officer had talked to Starfleet about the situation in which he had created. Tom wasn't concerned because he knew that the death penalty, while it was not illegal, but it was almost never used. Tom also knew that his captain had a soft spot for him because of his father. He also knew, that while his father disliked him greatly, his father would never allow him to be put to death.
"Ensign Thomas Eugene Pairs, by order of Starfleet command, you are sentenced to death for the attempted murder of a pregnant woman and her unborn child. For three hours, anyone who wishes to see you to say anything to you before you die will be allowed that chance. You will have two hours to set your affairs straight. Five hours from now you will be taken to sickbay where the doctor will first put you to sleep and then inject three stimulates into you, one to stop you from feeing pain, one to stop brain functions, and one to stop your heart," Captain Janeway said.
Tom looked at his captain in disbelief. He couldn't believe that his father would allow him to be put to death. Tom looked into his two commanding officers' eyes and knew it was true. His father would have been the first one they talked to and his own father allowed him to be put to death!
"You are excused. You will be escorted to your quarters by Tuvok," Chakotay said.
Tom nodded and left the Ready Room. Once the doors closed Chakotay looked at Janeway. "Are you sure we should have done that?" Chakotay asked.
"He didn't kill Seven and he had no intention of doing so. He acted impulsively. And we need him. Not just to pilot or to be a nurse, but we need every person to get back home. He'll be in the brig for three months. After the three months, he'll spend all of his off time that he isn't on duty in the brig for nine months. After that, for two years, he will be confined to his quarters unless he is on duty or in the messhall eating his three meals a day. He'll be on the Beta and Gamma shifts after he gets out of the brig and he will be busted down to crewmen. He won't be allowed to pilot until he can get back to ensign. All of his holodeck time and replicator rations will be taken away for two years," Captain Janeway said. The captain looked at her first officer. "All of this was just to scare him. He needs to learn that he cannot act like this. He shouldn't act like this and I've let him get away with it to much. And I almost cost Seven and her child their lives. I just need him to think about his actions and what the consequences are," Captain Janeway said. "Besides, one we are back in the Alpha Quadrant, he will go right back to prison."
"Does Starfleet know you are doing this?" Chakotay asked.
"Yes," Captain Janeway said.
Part 4: Revenge
Tom sat in his darkened quarters with his face in his hands. He was going to be put to death just because he had almost killed Seven and the bastard kid by accident. Why would they sentence him to death? Was this a scare tactic? He has had heard from people the captain had threatened with a serious punishment and gave them some time to think before giving the real punishment. Tom looked up and his face hardened. No, the captain wouldn't do that to him! She liked his father too much and she cared for him also too much to do that. He would get a little bit of revenge before he died. He was not going out without the last word or the last action before his death! Tom jumped up from the couch and began to pace as he thought. He quickly formed a plan in his mind. From what he knew, the two oldest brats spent time with Naomi in Flotter program around this time and Icheb was in astrometrics and B'Elanna was in Engineering while Seven stayed in B'Elanna's quarters with the bastard child.
"Computer, what is the location of B'Elanna, Katie, Miral and Icheb?" Tom asked.
'B'Elanna is in engineering, Katie and Miral are in holodeck two and Icheb is in astrometrics,' the computer intoned.
Tom grinned evilly. Exactly like he had thought.
"Computer, what is the location of Seven?" Tom asked.
'Seven is in her quarters,' the computer intoned.
"Computer, what room is Seven in and what is her status?" Tom asked.
'Seven is in the bedroom and is inactive,' the computer said.
Tom ran and grabbed a few things from his bathroom. He grabbed a hypospray that would knock Seven out and then he could deal with her. Luckily the doctor was a bit of a moron and never noticed that Tom pilfered things from the sickbay. All he had to do was get to the new family quarters in Cargo Bay 2 without getting caught.
Chapter 7: Death
A few hours earlier.
B'Elanna was holding her little daughter as she watched Seven dress Miral. Miral and Katie were going to the holodeck with Naomi to play with Flotter. Icheb was going to work in astrometrics for Seven while Seven stayed home with the baby. The Captain had ordered Seven to stay home with her baby for a few months since she had done the same with Sam Wildman and Naomi. Seven would work when she needed to, but until it was necessary, Seven would stay home. What wasn't said was the fact that Seven was still in pain from her surgery from two weeks ago. The Doctor had removed her abdominal implant and most of her ovaries because of the damage during Seven's last birthing. Seven wasn't healing as fast because she couldn't regenerate anymore.
Once the little ones were dressed and ready and Icheb had left for work, B'Elanna helped Seven into bed where she placed a few lazy kisses onto the younger woman's lips. B'Elanna pulled her lips away and looked at Seven with a stern expression. She put a finger on Seven's nose.
"You will rest for the whole day and you will not work at all. All you will do is care for the Wa'Hom. Understood?" B'Elanna demanded.
"Yes, My Lord," Seven half mocked.
"Seven," B'Elanna growled.
"Yes, love, I understand," Seven said, easily complying. She knew that her beloved was just worried about her.
"Good. I'll be back for lunch. Love you," B'Elanna said, before pressing a few more soft kisses to Seven's lips.
"Love you two," Seven said as B'Elanna stood up and walked over to the small crib. B'Elanna reached in and gently rubbed her daughter's cheeks. B'Elanna then walked to the door and ordered lights off. In the living room, Katie and Miral were sitting on the couch waiting for her. She held out her hands and her two daughters each grabbed one. The three of them then left their quarters and headed for, first Naomi's quarters to drop off her daughters with Sam.
"Thanks, Sam," B'Elanna said as she watched her two daughters run off with Naomi in her bedroom.
"You're welcome, but next time you're off, you get to take them!" Sam said, laughing.
"Alright, deal," B'Elanna said, before headed off to engineering.
B'Elanna was talking to Joe Cary about trying to install some of her ideas from the White Dragon onto Voyager. They were trying to figure out how to integrate the chameleon cloak, the internal cloak, the hull protection and the shielding. B'Elanna was explaining how she invented the chameleon cloak when she stopped mid-word. Something was wrong… Something was wrong with Seven! Without an explanation, B'Elanna sprinted from engineering and headed for her quarters. Just before she reached her quarters, she called for Tuvok and asked him to meet her at her quarters. As she entered her quarters, she heard Tom yelling at seven.
"You stupid fucking bitch ruined my life! Take this and this!" Tom screamed.
B'Elanna ran into her bedroom and saw Seven on the bed and Tom hitting her as he raped her! B'Elanna howled and flew at Tom. She hit him in the head and dragged him off of Seven and then threw him out into the living room where he crashed into the coffee table just as Tuvok entered the quarters. Tuvok didn't waste raising an eyebrow; he just picked Tom up and handcuffed him.
"Watch him," Tuvok said to his second in command.
"Yes, sir," Lt. Radical Ransom Riley, a.k.a. 3-R, said as she took hold of Tom, who was slowly regaining consciousness, as Tuvok walked into the bedroom.
"Computer, site to site transport, B'Elanna and Seven to sickbay," Tuvok ordered and B'Elanna and Seven disappeared in a haze of blue light. Tuvok walked over to the crib and picked up the baby. He walked back into the living room and handed 3-R the baby and took Tom. "Watch her." He left his second in command shocked, her arms full of baby.
"But—I—but… yes sir," 3-R stuttered out before her commander left the room. After he did, 3-R looked down at the tiny bundle and wondered what the hell she was to do with a baby!
As that was happening, B'Elanna and Seven appeared in sickbay before a startled Doctor and Captain. B'Elanna wasted no time and quickly picked Seven up and put her on the biobed.
"What happened?" the Doctor asked as he began to scan Seven.
"Tom, that fucking helmrat, was rapping her as he hit her, saying she ruined his life," B'Elanna snarled, her fists close by her side as her entire body shook.
"Don't just stand there! Help me!" the Doctor exclaimed.
"Right," B'Elanna said and quickly went to the Doctor's medical instruments as the Captain quietly slipped out.
Captain Kathryn Janeway was on a mission. Everyone in the hall ways jumped out of her way, hoping that she wasn't mad that them. They didn't know weather to run, salute or shit. Captain Janeway stalked to the brig and when she entered, she saw Tom in the holding cell and Tuvok standing guard. Captain Janeway stood in front of the cell and Tom shrank when he saw his captain. Captain Janeway was shaking and her whole body was flushed red.
"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?" Captain Janeway shouted.
Tom cringed but quickly found his miss guided confidence and self righteousness. "Hey, if I'm going to be put to death, then I might as well take that fucking bitch with me!" Tom snarled.
Captain Janeway froze and then threw her hands up in bewilderment.
"Tom, we weren't going to put you to death! That was a goddamned scare tactic to get you to be a mature adult!" Captain Janeway said. "Your real punishment was, to be in the brig for three months. After the three months, you'd have spent all of your off time that you weren't on duty in the brig for nine months. After that, for two years, you would have been confined to your quarters unless you were on duty or in the messhall eating your three meals a day. You'd have been on the Beta and Gamma shifts after you got out of the brig and you would have been busted down to crewmen. You wouldn't have been allowed to pilot until you got back to ensign. All of your holodeck time and replicator rations would have been taken away for two years. But now, you'll have to be tried again!"
Captain Janeway began to pace, her arms moving wildly as Tom looked at her in shock. Captain Janeway turned back to him, her eyes blazing.
"Do you have any idea what you have done now? I don't need to contact Starfleet, nor hold a trial. You just ruined your last chance. I'll talk to Chakotay and Tuvok. But just so you know, this time it isn't a scare tactic. You will be sentenced to death," Captain Janeway growled out and then left the brig.
Tom looked at Tuvok in shock.
"I was in there for an hour, I would have been told if it was just a scare tactic by then," Tom said.
"That is correct. I did not inform you that it was a scare tactic after an hour," Tuvok said.
Tom looked at Tuvok in shock.
"Seven of Nine is like a daughter to me. I have spoken to the Commander and I have legally adopted Seven of Nine, although the Captain and Seven do not know. On Vulcan, if the daughter of a Vulcan prince is hurt by a man, seriously hurt or raped, in other words, the man is sentenced to death. You hurt my daughter and you deserve nothing but death," Tuvok said his voice slightly colored with a vindictiveness.
"That—that—you—why—how?" Tom sputtered, shocked that the normally unemotional Vulcan would show any tome of emaotions.
"Let me simplify it. You caused Seven harm and now I will have revenge for the hurt you caused my daughter by your death," Tuvok said, smiling evilly.
"Wait, something is wrong with you! I can call for miss trial since Vulcans can't feel," Tom said, glee lacing his voice.
"That is not correct. Vulcans can feel. Their feelings are so intense and dangerous that we repress them so that we do not hurt other people and end up extinct. We are worse than the Klingons. Goodbye Mr. Paris," Tuvok said and Tom stared at the security chief as he left the room with a slight strut to his gait.
B'Elanna was sitting next to the bed that held Seven. B'Elanna chuckled humorlessly. This was becoming a really bad habit. Three times Seven has been on the verge of dying, two times from child birth and now this. B'Elanna didn't know if she could handle this. Not the loving her wife and having a life together, that part she can handle easily. The part she couldn't handle was this, her beloved being hurt and nothing she can do about it. She was a Klingon through and through even though she didn't want to admit it. She was a person of action, she couldn't stand doing nothing. But, there was nothing she could do. Tom had been put to death two days ago for the rape and attempted murder of Seven. The whole ship had been pissed at what Tom had done, especially the females.
The Captain, Chakotay and Tuvok had taken a half an hour to decide that Tom was guilty of his crimes and that he had spent his last chance and that they had no choice but to put him to death since everything else they had tried had not worked. They had put him to death three days later after everything thing had been taken care of—paper work, wills, saying good bye and such.
About three days later, Seven woke up from her coma. The Doctor said that it would be a few months until she recovered fully and she might need to have therapy. All was well for the time being.
The End
To Be Continued in 'The Creator'