August 1999
Rating: G
Message
Understood
by Sängerin
There
was never any shouting - neither of them ever shouted. But her Daddy would
clench his fists at his side, and her Mommy’s voice would get quieter and
harder until
They
never knew that she heard the arguments, either. They thought that she was
safely tucked up in bed. But
She
had listened to so many arguments like this, she could
almost see what was happening.
"Kathryn,
you don’t have to go."
"Yes,
I do, Chakotay. It’s only one more mission. When I
get back, that’s it."
"That’s
what I mean. Why this last mission? Someone else could do this just as well as
you."
"I
know that it isn’t vital that I go, but I owe Starfleet one last mission."
"You’ve
done a lot more for them than they ever did for you, Kathryn."
"What?
They gave me a career, for pity’s sake! They gave me a job again when I got
back, almost ten years behind the advances in technology and totally
out-of-date on politics. They gave me a promotion I didn’t deserve!"
"They
gave up on you within months, while you never gave up on getting us home. They
gave you a job because you have more knowledge of the Delta Quadrant than
anyone working for them. They promoted you because you deserved it. They feted
you because you got a crew home from further away than the Federation had ever
dreamed."
"Look,
I understand why you resigned when we got back. I’m three weeks away from
resignation myself. But I have to do this one last mission, Chakotay."
She
picked up her blanket and went back to her room.
* * *
"Why
do we always argue like this, Chakotay?" Kathryn
asked as they looked at each other.
"I
keep telling myself that it’s because I love you so much, and I always want the
best for you."
"That
explains you - what about me? Is it because I’m as selfish as I’ve always been,
because I can’t see past the end of my own career?"
"Kathryn,
you are an incredible woman - you have done remarkable things..."
"You
aren’t answering the question, Chakotay."
"I
know that you love me."
"But?"
Chakotay looked down at the floor. Kathryn answered her
own question. "But Starfleet has always come first. Well, not for much
longer, Chakotay. I promise you that. When I get
home, we’ll be able to have that life you’ve always dreamed about."
Chakotay smiled back at her. "A
cabin in the
"And
frequent visits by the rest of the Voyager crew."
"As
long as it isn’t all the time…"
For a
while they sat in companionable silence.
"When
do you have to leave?"
"Tomorrow. I go to Deep Space 7 for the mission
briefing."
"Early?"
"Too early. I’ve already said goodbye to
"I
always do."
"I
know."
More
silence. Then Chakotay spoke. "I don’t ever want
to lose you, Kathryn."
'A Song For
You,' Richard Carpenter