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"Captain I. . . " Harry embarrased, bent his head down, making Janeway grin inwardly more.
"Is there a problem Harry?" She knew the problem but she relished in watching him squirm around Seven. She wasn't sure but she had a feeling Seven enjoyed his squirming as well but didn't realize why.
"No Captain its just I thought . . uh . . . my efforts would be better spent helping B'Elanna in engineering."
"I considered that except right now we need astrometrics up and running. While those Demon like women had technology inferior to our own they made up with persistence and equal weapons. If were attacked again I don't know how well we can defend ourselves. At least with astrometrics up and running we'll have a better chance of avoiding them. Don't worry, every other available hand is with B'Elanna now. She even complained there was too many "volunteers" in engineering." She tried to reassure him with a winning smile.
She watched his shoulders relax at the mention of Voyagers favorite Klingon. "I'll head over to astrometrics right now then." Turning on his heel he marched to her ready room doors. Before he could completely escape her matchmaking clutches she decided to give him one last task.
"Oh, Harry" She watched Harry swivel back around with inquiring eyes. "Try to keep Seven from hurting Celes. I don't want Seven to . . . lose her temper with her again. She already made her cry once the next time might end with a broken nose."
"Yes ma'am." Harry replied with a grin of pride.
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Harry left Janeway's ready room with butterflies in his stomach. This in not what he needed. Hmmm . . . lets take poor Harry who is infatuated with Miss Seven and have him crawl around behind her in the Jeffrey's tubes making repairs. He remembered the last time he had to do this and winced. It was just cruel to watch Seven delectable bottom wiggling as she crawled in front of him. A beautiful view but unfortunately that view caused some horrendous nights. Damn Demon women. Two days ago they had ran across a new species. So far they reminded the Voyager crew of the mythical Amazon women. Well, Amazon women who looked like demons.
Their skin had a reddish hue to it and they had two protrusions on their heads that resembled "devil's" horns. They wore clothing that reminded him a lot of black leather and had a lust for blood. When they ran into the Demon women they had approached Voyager with three ships and had demanded every male on board be given to them. Unfortunately, when the Captain refused their leader bared her pointy teeth and proceeded to attack Voyager. When it came to technology, Voyager was superior, but the Demon women would crash their ships into Voyager if their weapons were disabled much to the chagrin of Tuvok. Luckily the last ship he destroyed their propulsion before their weapons.
Voyager limped away from the scene at half-impulse until about an hour later Engineering was able to give flyboy warp 2. As he walked to astrometrics he saw crewmembers attempting to clean up the mess from the battle. Astrometrics had suffered severe damage as well as engineering and the hull. Thankfully the damage was not so severe it could not be repaired. They were going to have to land to replace the majority of damage on the hull or they wouldn't be able to go faster than warp 4. Harry stopped walking as he made it to astrometrics. Hesitantly he entered. Seven's main console was destroyed. Luckily when it had exploded Seven had been on the bridge.
The woman of his thoughts was busily working on its repair. Her skilled fingers rapidly replaced needed circuitry. He saw her profile as she whipped her long elegant neck around to pointedly look at Tal Celes who was standing beside her.
"Ensign Tal . . .Ensign Tal!" While Seven's expression never changed Harry could tell by the slightest nuances that she was getting annoyed. The second time brought Celes out of her daydream and hurriedly read to Seven the reading on the tricorder. Harry felt so bad for Celes she was obviously nervous and scared of Seven. At that moment he saw her nervous fingers lose their grip on the tricorder. As if in slow motion Harry watched Celes's eyes grow wide in shock as the tricorder slipped from her fingers, bounced off the edge of the console and hit Seven right between the eyes. This time Seven's face showed emotion. Extremely raw, angry emotion. Just as quickly the emotion was hidden by her Borg expression.
Remembering the Captains words Harry decided to intervene before anything could happen. "Celes why don't you take a short break?" Seven and Celes's heads whipped around at the unexpected guest. Amazingly both women's faces showed relief. Celes swiveled to Seven and gave her a mournful gaze..
"Uh . . . Seven I'm really sorry. I just . . uh .. . sorry." Celes apologized as she hurried from the lab.
"Ensign Kim."
"Hi Seven the Captain asked me to come down here and help you." Harry said as he approached her. Upon closer inspection he noticed a red mark on her forehead. He felt a smile itching to come out. "How's your head."
"I don't believe I am damaged." Her fingers rubbed at the offensive spot. Her eyes were so clear and blue he felt like he could drown in them. Today was going to be rough. She was wearing his favorite jumpsuit. The blue one.
"So what exactly are you working on now?" he said as he bent to pick up the tricorder.
"The counsel is not receiving any power. In order for it to work after my repairs we will have to go to the Jefferies tubes to repair conduits 233 through 256. I have created an itinerary of needed repairs. . . " As she was partly through her speech Harry was raising himself from his crouched position. To Harry's embarrassment he misjudged how close he was to her until his head collided with her left breast. Seven's eyes widened as she attempted to back herself away from him. As she stepped back her left foot caught on the piece of metal from the front of her counsel. Frantically, her hands snaked out in an attempt to grab a hold of something solid. Harry felt her fingers grab the front of his uniform causing him to fall over with her.
They hit the floor. Unfortunately Seven took the most of the impact. As they lay on the floor Harry could feel her warm body beneath him. As much as he enjoyed lying there reality set in the minute Celes came stumbling back into astrometrics. Still lying on the floor, Harry and Seven looked at Celes with a surprised look similar to the one Celes was wearing.
"Wow, um . . . sorry to bother you . . . I uh forgot my PADD." After her initial shock Celes tried not to look the two in the eyes. Thanks to Celes Harry quickly snapped back to reality and immediately stood up and proceeded to help Seven up as well.
"Celes relax its not what uh you think it is. I uh bumped Seven who then tripped and grabbed me for support and well it ended in what you saw. Okay?"
"Oh yeah okay. I'm just going to go and eat with Billy. See ya!" and with a toss of her hair she was out the door. Harry almost dreaded turning around to see the expression on Seven's face.
"Ensign?" Harry could hear the questioning tone in her voice.
"Yeah?" Knowing Seven she was about to ask him some embarrassing question like "Why did you touch my breast?" or something of similar humiliating content.
"Are you damaged?"
Shocked he quickly responded. "Oh, no I'm fine. Are you okay? That's the second time you have been hit in less than 15 minutes."
"I am," hesitantly as if considering her words "fine also. As I was saying before the incident I have created an itinerary of needed repairs from most necessary to least necessary. I estimated repairs would take two weeks and four days if I worked with Celes but with your assistance the estimated time will become one week and two days."
Relieved she didn't embarrass him more he nodded at her assessment and they immediately set about making repairs in the astrometrics lab. When Celes finally returned from her lunch Harry made sure that she never worked directly with Seven and instead gave her individual tasks or he had her assist him instead. Four hours later Harry watched as Seven wiggled herself under a counsel. Her face was hidden but her body sure wasn't. He couldn't help it he stared with wonder and her body as she continued to wiggle. Her legs were sooooooo long. Her waist was as little as can be but somehow her genetic makeup had gifted her with large breasts. He had never seen any other woman built like her. She was perfect.
"Ensign Kim"
"Ensign Kim!"
When Celes noticed Harry wasn't paying attention to Seven's calls she gave him a gentle push. Harry turned to her.
"Huh, what?"
"Seven's been calling your name. Think you can answer her please?"
Swiveling around he saw what he most feared. Seven with her head out from under the counsel with the Vulcan eyebrow look. "I'm sorry Seven what were you saying?"
"Is the modulation at the correct parameters?"
"Uh yeah." He felt so stupid.
"Are you prepared to head to the Jeffrey's tubes now?" She quickly stood up and began to wipe dust from her clothing.
"Sure let's get on it." He diligently followed Seven to the door and had to smile at the big spot of dust that Seven had not wiped from her bottom. He was so tempted to do it for her.
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Seven couldn't understand why everyone was inefficient today. First Ensign Celes had been fumbling about and would stare at her like as if she was in a trance. Similar to what Ensign Kim had been doing. The only difference she could detect was that Ensign Kim's look had almost been lustful while Ensign Celes was more of fright. Ensign Celes was skittish around her and somehow this bothered her. Absently she rubbed the spot on her forehead where the tricorder had hit her earlier. Her action triggered memories of Ensign Kim's mistake as well. While the even had been slightly painful she couldn't say she did not like him touching her. As their bodies had lay on the floor, their faces only 15 centimeters apart, she had felt almost hot as though her temperature had risen. It was a curious sensation but not unpleasant.
Even though the Ensign was not working at his peak efficiency he was still quicker then Ensign Celes. She opened the door to the Jefferies tube and proceeded to climb in after she made sure Ensign Kim wasn't "daydreaming" again. An inefficient problem in humans. She never understood why the doctor changed his programming to allow it. It was inefficient. She quickly climbed to the effected area and removed the paneling.
When she looked over at Ensign Kim she noticed he wouldn't quite look her in the eyes. Instead he continued to stare at anything beside herself. She noticed his face seemed thinner before she set got to work on the frequency modulation. She recalled that Ensign Kim had not had an appetite the past two weeks. Lieutenant Paris had said the Ensign was depressed because "none of the women want to ride off into the sunset with him." A curious expression that she had forgotten to ask the doctor it's meaning. She assumed it was a mating ritual of some sort.
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Sitting on the bridge Captain Janeway read through damage reports. Aggravated she brushed her hair from her eyes and sighed. The ship had been almost crippled. Voyager barely had warp drive and weapons were only slightly better. The list of injured crewman was extensive but on the positive side none had died. She just hoped they had outrun the demon women. As if on cue sensors began to beep with bad news.
Quickly Tuvok accessed the information and passed it to the Captain. "Captain, we have four ships approaching. They are the same species that attacked us before."
With her raspy voice she gave the most feared order on Voyager, "Go to Red Alert. Tuvok where do we stand on weapons?"
"They are functioning but will not be able to take much damage."
"That's not the news I was hoping to hear. Open a channel." Sighing she tried to appease their enemies. "This is Captain Katherine Janeway of the starship Voyager. We come in peace and mean no harm. We do not wish to engage in a battle. We await your response."
"They are responding Captain."
With that the aliens appeared on the view screen. Their devilish looks and war like attire only made them more frightening. The lead woman was the same one from the last attack on Voyager. Her actual facial features were elfin in appearance but Janeway could since the hatred and murderous rage behind them. The bridge was silent as they waited for her to speak. " And this is Emperial Anorita Satanna of the Darkillian and I don't care for you. Once again I ask you to surrender your men or you will be attacked."
She couldn't believe the gall of this woman. "I meant what I said the first time I will not surrender my crew to you." Janeway felt a chill run down her spine as Satanna smiled and flicked her wrist. Immediately the ship was bombarded by enemy fire.
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As the red alert klaxons began Seven and Ensign Kim immediately looked at each other and quickly tried to fix the connection as quickly as possible so that Voyager would have a small but nevertheless better chance of winning. As soon as they were done the quickly began their crawl back to the opening that would let them out. Seven was impressed how quickly the Ensign actually crawled when he was concerned for the well being of the ship. Moments before they made it to the hatch the ship rocked violently. The ship was tilting causing her to slide backwards. She struggled to find something to grip when she felt Ensign Kim grab her hand. Unfortunately, he was sliding too. After sliding six meters he finally was able to brace his body against one wall and his feet on the opposite side.
Still holding his hand Seven tried to swing herself into a position similar to his position. The ship picked that moment to rock the opposite way causing her bodies momentum to move forward. For a horrific moment Seven felt her body lose all control as she flew over the Ensign reaching out she grabbed his shirt accidentally ripping off his combadge. As she saw the hatch coming closer to her face she felt his arms wrap around her waist stopping her from crashing into it. Relieved she swiveled with his help into a similar position as the Ensign.
"Thank you Ensign." She said in a breathless voice.
"Uh, not a problem. Look I have an idea if we walk like crabs we could get to the hatch and open it and get out of here. What do you think?"
The idea sounded plausible. "Your idea is worthy of an attempt, assuming you mean for us to keep this position and slowly move toward the hatch."
"Uh Yeah" At that moment they felt the plane right itself unfortunately they could feel the impact of weapons fire on the ship. Slowly they made their way to the hatch. To Seven's disgust the doors were fused shut. She attempted to open the doors in several other manners each without success. Finally acknowledging defeat she looked at the Ensign and informed him of the bad news.
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Janeway gripped the arms of her chair. With the eyes of a lion she locks onto Tuvok "Tuvok! What's are status?!"
"Hull breach affecting Cargo Bays one and two. An imminent hull breach on deck 15 and I have not discovered a weakness to exploit." Tuvok said in his deadpan voice.
Swinging back to the viewscreen Janeway yells over her shoulder. "Tuvok find that weakness! Ensign Ayala, get down their and evacuate deck 15 now! Tom do what ever you can to shake them." Under her breath she mutters, "Please don't let me down now Voyager."
To be continued . . .
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