I am Borg - Part 2 - Chapter 7
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Summary: Seven decides to release the Saga. B'Elanna loans out
Toby. Seven apologizes for studying B'Elanna and Tom Paris.
Janeway walked into her Ready Room and stopped at the sight of
Seven and B'Elanna in a loose embrace. Upon hearing he doors the
two stepped away from each other at her entrance and glanced
over to see who had entered, relaxing noticeably when they saw
it was her. She could tell they had been crying from the
evidence on their faces before they circumspectly began trying
to wipe the tears away.
"Why don't you two use the refresher before we discuss things,"
said Janeway deciding to be matter of fact about the matter in
the hope of not embarrassing them.
B'Elanna motioned Seven to go ahead first and as the doors
closed behind the woman met the Captain's eyes for a moment and
simply said, "Fathers."
Janeway who knew something of B'Elanna's feelings for her own
father nodded, "Thank you B'Elanna, if anyone on this ship could
understand Seven's conflicted feelings about her father's death
it would be you."
Seven came back out of the refresher and B'Elanna took her turn
while the other two women waited silently for her return.
Janeway noted that Seven looked calmer and hoped that the two
women would help each other come to some acceptance of their
respective pasts. When B'Elanna came back she said, "Well
B'Elanna what do you think of the Saga?"
B'Elanna grinned at the Captain, "They liked you quite a lot, oh
brave, courageous and bold Captain." A mock stern look from
Janeway merely caused B'Elanna to chuckle and then she sobered
and continued, "I think it would be a good idea to release it,
if Seven is comfortable with the crew knowing what she felt when
she joined Voyager. I didn't realize before I read it just how
hard it was for her to understand us, and I didn't know how
unwilling she originally was to join us."
B'Elanna looked thoughtfully at the Captain, "I thought that
once she was freed from the Collective that she wanted to join
Voyager. I never knew that Seven made several requests to be
returned to the Borg and you denied them Captain."
Janeway frowned slightly, "Would it have made any difference if
you had known? I did what I thought was best for Seven then, and
I know she appreciates my stubbornness about the matter now."
Janeway smiled at Seven who nodded in return.
"That's true, but I, and I think a lot of the crew, thought that
Seven was grateful to be rescued. When she continued acting and
sounding so Borg... well, we held it against her. If I had known
then that she hadn't joined us willingly I wouldn't have
expected her to be grateful. I mean its one thing to expect a
person to be grateful when you rescue them, but I wouldn't
expect the same thing from someone who saw themselves as
kidnapped. And... well the Saga makes it quite clear that Seven
didn't see us as rescuers for awhile," replied B'Elanna with a
regretful look at Seven.
Seven stared back thoughtfully at B'Elanna; she had never
understood exactly why the crew had acted like they did toward
her in the very beginning of her time on Voyager until now.
Seven nodded in understanding to B'Elanna, "Thank you for your
explanation Lt. Torres. You believe that releasing the Saga will
change many of the crew members' perceptions of my past
"I hope it will," answered B'Elanna, "But I'm concerned about
how you will react to them knowing about your father's death.
They will want to speak with you about it, if only to offer
Janeway looked at Seven and knew that B'Elanna was correct;
Seven would not react well to the innocent comments about how
the crew thought she would be feeling about the death of her
father. It had been her main concern about releasing the Saga as
well. "Perhaps if I put in a notice asking the crew to not bring
up the matter for now, that Seven does not wish to discuss her
father's possible death at this time?" offered Janeway.
They both looked inquiringly at Seven who thought about the
Captain's offer, "If you believe that would suffice to
discourage their inquiries then I have no other concerns about
releasing the Saga."
Janeway looked into the calm steady eyes of the ex Borg and
nodded satisfied, "I'll write up something and then release the
restrictions on the story."
The evening of the same day Seven and Janeway met outside of
Holodeck One for their scheduled Velocity match.
Seven was wearing an all red Mularan outfit and had caught
whispered comments as she walked through the hallways to the
Holodeck about how flattering and more appropriate her new
"New ground rules, no use of your new fibers while playing the
Captain," said Kathryn as they waited for the previous occupants
Seven raised her ocular exoskeleton, "I had not been planning on
doing so Captain that would be... cheating. Though I am
uncertain how I will play without the advantage my Borg
enhancements gave me before. I hope I will prove to be as able
an opponent for you."
"I'm certain you will Seven," Kathryn responded and then nodded
in greeting to Naomi and Samantha Wildman as they exited Naomi's
Flotter program. It was the first time the young girl had a
chance to see Seven since her disappearance and she squealed in
excitement and ran over to Seven and hugged her about her legs.
Samantha had not told her about the ordeal Seven had went
through, only saying that Seven was on a mission with the
Mularans for several days.
"Seven!" cried the girl happily, and then she stared in wonder
at her friend. "What happened to your implants?"
Seven looked inquiringly at Samatha Wildman who shook her head
slightly with an entreaty in her eyes. "They were changed as a
gift to me by Mulara." Seven showed her hand to Naomi then she
unwrapped the wristband and folded the sleeve up to show her
that the exoskeleton extended up her arm.
Naomi exclaimed in wonder as she touched Seven's arm, "It's
beautiful, what is the pattern in the lines?"
"I do not know if it has a name, it is a pattern frequently used
by Mulara," said Seven.
Naomi looked at her curiously, "Does this mean you aren't Borg
Seven raised her ocular exoskeleton as she pondered the
question, "Being Borg is more than the composition of my
implants Naomi Wildman. I am still Borg... just as I am also
still human." Seven was aware of Kathryn and Samantha Wildman
looking at her in surprise but Naomi seemed to understand what
"Are you and the Captain playing Velocity?" Naomi asked.
Seven nodded and Naomi said, "Can we play a game of Kadis-Kot
"I am exercising with Lt. Torres tomorrow, perhaps the next
day?" Seven inquired.
Naomi smiled enthusiastically, "1700 hours, my quarters?" she
looked at her mother for permission.
Samantha Wildman smiled and nodded, "That would be fine, we will
see you then Seven?"
"I will be prompt," Seven replied and the four of them went
their different ways; Kathryn and Seven into the Holodeck, Naomi
and Samantha Wildman toward the mess hall.
From the start of the match Seven was aware that she was more
attuned to the location of the target than she had been in the
past. Her marital arts training emphasized calmness and
alertness, and she was finding that those lessons were serving
her well now. The first match went to Kathryn but only because
Seven had been unable to acquire the target quickly enough after
one of Kathryn's amazing saves to prevent it from hitting her.
"Almost, Annika you're staying with the target better than I
remember from... before." Kathryn grimaced briefly at the
reminder that they hadn't played since before Seven died.
"References to my death do not bother me Kathryn; you need not
avoid the subject. I believe my martial arts training is proving
beneficial to my game. I am more aware of where the target is
located now." Seven waited for Kathryn to acknowledge the second
match and then directed the computer to begin.
The second set went to Seven and the third as well. During the
fourth set Kathryn asked, "Annika what did you mean by your
comment to Naomi that there was more to being Borg than your
Seven had been expecting the question and was slightly surprised
that it took Kathryn until the fourth match to ask it. "Trying
to distract me Kathryn?" Seven asked with a lifted brow. Kathryn
quirked an eyebrow back and they remained silent for the rest of
the match until Kathryn won it.
"2-2," Kathryn said, "Water break? And you can tell me what you
meant without being distracted." Kathryn gave Seven a lopsided
"I believe you know that I meant my Borg ways of thinking,
seeking perfection, valuing efficiency, my dislike of what I
view as irrelevant." Seven paused thoughtfully, "There are many
actions I regret being commanded to do during my time with the
Borg, yet there are also many things that I value about being
Borg. I... "
Kathryn waited but Seven didn't finish her statement, "You
what?" she asked gently.
Seven looked at her wistfully, "I wish I could have the things I
value about being Borg without things I regret." Seven's face
tightened and she said in a colder tone, "An impossible wish and
therefore irrelevant. Are you ready to begin the fifth match?"
Kathryn sighed and looked as if she would say something but then
shook her head and simply replied "Computer begin fifth match."
At the end of their time the score was 6-8 and they reluctantly
surrendered the Holodeck to the next crewmember.
"Good match," commented Kathryn, "I can see it won't be long
before you will be winning your share of them. You're certainly
going to keep me on my toes."
Seven tilted her head slightly obviously deciphering the comment
and then nodded, "That is my intention Captain."
Seven wished Kathryn a good night before heading to her quarters
to shower and change. She was supposed to meet B'Elanna over
dinner to discuss her ideas for a chemical reactor to supply
additional power for non-essential systems like food replicators.
Kathryn walked to her quarters thinking of how Annika seemed to
be struggling with several different issues lately, her father,
her feelings about being Borg, and her relationship with the
rest of the crew. She was concerned that Annika was dealing with
too many difficult problems and wondered why they seemed to have
all come up at once.
Suddenly she realized that Annika was finally allowing herself
to feel instead of ignoring or burying the emotions. All the
issues she was struggling with were deeply emotional ones.
Issues that she had dismissed undoubtedly as irrelevant before
her death, now apparently were not. Kathryn realized suddenly
that because Annika was evaluating the aspects of her Borgness
she wanted to retain, along with all the other issues she was
contemplating from an emotional and subjective point of view,
she was becoming more human every day.
B'Elanna was slowly working her way through Nelix's rendition of
Black Beans and Rice in honor of one of their Cajun crewmembers
birthday and blessing the fact that she had a Klingon instead of
a Human stomach when Seven came into the mess hall. Seven nodded
to her and went to get her own serving of dinner before joining
B'Elanna decided to sit back and wait for Seven to take her
first bite of the amazingly hot meal rationalizing that she
wouldn't decrease the sensitivity of her taste receptors until
The look on Seven's face right after she took her first bite did
not disappoint B'Elanna who chuckled and grinned at Seven. Seven
raised one brow at her in reply and then focused upon decreasing
her sensitivity to the hot spices used by 50% before attempting
another bite. Finding the food to be acceptable at that
sensitivity level she started eating with more assurance.
B'Elanna grumbled, "That's not fair." As she handed Seven a data
padd with the research work she had done so far.
Seven's lips quirked and her eyes danced, "You are envious of my
ability to control my sensitivity to taste?"
B'Elanna groused back, "Yes I am, my stomach can handle almost
anything but I still have to taste it and this stuff is
"I can always assimilate you B'Elanna, by tomorrow you should
have no further concerns about Nelix's meals," Seven offered
with a deadpan expression.
B'Elanna just shook her head at Seven and replied lightly, "I've
been trying to eat this for ten minutes now, don't tempt me."
Seven smirked and almost imperceptibly chuckled slightly before
turning her attention to the data padd missing B'Elanna's
surprised look as she caught the slight laugher. B'Elanna
noticed that Seven's hair was in yet another braid style
tonight; ever since her Nordic adventure Seven had been
experimenting with different braids. Tonight's seemed to consist
of two rows that started at her temples and extended backwards
to meet in one braid that she had left hanging down her back.
While on duty Seven often wore her hair in the chignon that she
had worn since she joined the ship, but after duty hours she
often wore it braided or gathered loosely in various styles.
Seven's willingness to experiment with new hairstyles was just
one among many examples of how she had changed since her death
on Mulara. B'Elanna frequently felt that in many ways she didn't
know the woman in front of her at all or maybe she had just let
her hostility blind her to the person under the Borg shell.
B'Elanna watched the minute expressions crossing Seven's face as
she quickly considered the remaining issues B'Elanna had with
the chemical reactor and reluctantly acknowledged that she was
starting to feel more than just physical attraction for the
woman across from her. There was something about watching Seven
begin to acknowledge her emotions and her attempts to deal with
them that made B'Elanna feel extremely protective of her.
B'Elanna remembered watching a young foal one summer morning
when she was a child exploring its pasture for the first time.
The young horse had looked at everything with wide eyed wonder,
jumping and snorting at butterflies and then finding its legs
and running around in short dashes that never took it far from
its mother. The youngster had stumbled and fallen during one of
these dashes and the young B'Elanna had watched anxiously as its
mother had come over to nuzzle it as it shakily stood. It had
stayed close by its mother after that for awhile looking
suspiciously at the ground as if it had attacked it before
venturing back out again.
Seven reminded her of that young horse these days, she seemed to
have emerged from the emotional cocoon she had been in and was
now tentatively exploring a new world. B'Elanna looked pensively
out the mess hall window as she considered the fact that her own
choices had resulted in Seven taking some of those first steps
with Jorunn. B'Elanna remembered Seven's sad demeanor when she
spoke of Jorunn and realized that she had stumbled slightly
already during her explorations.
Seven broke into her thoughts with a suggestion and she and
B'Elanna were swiftly involved in a technical discussion on the
relative merits of different chemical fusion reactions and
methods to convert the energy formed from them into the existing
plasma system. Eventually the two whittled down the options each
had presented into a few that they both agreed upon, and after a
few more minutes of discussion it appeared that the next logical
step was to perform simulations of the proposed options and then
choose the most likely one. The final step would be to inform
the Captain and get her approval and input on the proposed
As it was quite late when they finished the two of them parted
ways at Seven's quarters.
"See you tomorrow in engineering?" B'Elanna inquired.
Seven nodded, "Yes, we can run the simulation's and further
narrow down the best energy conversion method before presenting
our proposal to the Captain."
"Goodnight then Seven," B'Elanna hesitated for a moment and
seemed to want to say something else but remained silent.
Seven looked at her inquisitively then seemed to understand that
B'Elanna did not know how to bring up what she had said about
missing Jorunn tonight. "I am tired enough that I am sure I will
be able to sleep B'Elanna."
B'Elanna seemed to suddenly come to a decision, "Wait here
Seven." B'Elanna strode off towards her quarters and before she
could too closely examining her motives grabbed up Toby and
returned to Seven's quarters, thanking Kathless that no one had
seen her walking through the corridors with her stuffed Targ.
"Toby always helps me sleep when I'm feeling lonely," she said
as she thrust the stuffed animal toward Seven.
Seven gave her a surprised look as she accepted the stuffed
animal and gave it an experimental hug and lowered her face to
smell B'Elanna's familiar scent on the fabric. "It smells like
you," she said her voice softening, "I'm certain that Toby will
assist my efforts to successfully sleep B'Elanna. Are you
certain you will sleep well without his assistance?"
B'Elanna whose heart rate had decidedly increased upon seeing
Seven hug Toby to her hoped that the too observant woman missed
the signs of her arousal, saying "I'll be fine." She couldn't
help but add, "I'll just think of Toby and I'm certain I will
have pleasant dreams." Realizing what she had just said she
comforted herself with the thought that it would likely go
unnoticed by Seven and berated herself silently for the slip.
"Pleasant dreams, Seven." B'Elanna wished before quickly leaving
before she betrayed herself further.
Seven entered her quarters still holding Toby and considered
B'Elanna's actions. Jorunn had certainly made her much more
aware of the ways that people showed sexual attraction. Curious
because of certain physiological changes she had sensed, Seven
ran through the last few minutes of interaction with B'Elanna.
She had heard B'Elanna's heart rate increase, and noticed her
eyes dilate slightly the moment she had accepted the stuffed
animal and hugged it.
Seven wasn't certain how to interpret the statement B'Elanna had
made except that she was aware that it could be interpreted to
mean that B'Elanna would have pleasant dreams thinking of her
holding Toby. Seven decided that her data was inconclusive; she
could not determine whether B'Elanna might be attracted to her
or not with the data she currently had. More data would have to
Seven undressed, preparing for bed, as she slipped into bed she
wrapped her arms around Toby and pulled the stuffed animal
snugly to her chest. Burying her face into the fabric she took a
deep breath of B'Elanna's scent. It was a comforting one and it
was not long before Seven feel deeply asleep.
The next morning Seven presented herself and Toby at B'Elanna's
quarters. When B'Elanna opened the door to admit her Seven
presented her with Toby. "You were correct, the presence of Toby
did facilitate my sleeping," Seven observed carefully as
B'Elanna reached out and took Toby from her and gave him a hug.
"Toby's good at that," B'Elanna allowed distractedly as she
noticed that Toby now wore the scent of Seven. Noticing that
Seven was looking at her curiously she said, "He smells of you
"Not surprising," Seven stated, "He has spent several hours next
to my skin." Seven had observed the signs that indicated arousal
earlier and now she noted an increase as B'Elanna realized what
she was saying. "I have found that I do not like wearing
clothing while I sleep." Seven informed B'Elanna casually and
noted the Lieutenants reaction to her words. She was now almost
positive that B'Elanna was physically attracted to her like
Jorunn had been, though she wasn't sure what to do with the
information. B'Elanna was, as far as she knew, still involved
with Tom Parris and Seven was not certain what she felt for
B'Elanna delivered Toby back to her bedroom while Seven waited
in her living room, she paused a moment to collect her thoughts
after the surprising revelation Seven had so casually shared.
‘Lucky Toby' she mouthed to the stuffed targ as she laid it on
B'Elanna paused after straightening and thought about what had
Seven's first comment was understandable but the second
comment... surely Seven hadn't made it solely to ensure that
B'Elanna realized that Seven slept nude? If Seven had, it meant
that Seven had been watching for B'Elanna's reaction to the
The more B'Elanna thought about it the more certain she was that
Seven hadn't made the comment innocently. Seven was certainly
growing up quickly, first Jorunn now this. So much for innocent
ex-drones not realizing what was going on around them, thought
B'Elanna wryly. The question now was what was Seven going to do
with the information she had gathered?
B'Elanna was starting to wonder if she had imagined everything
earlier, Seven had not treated her any differently during
breakfast as the day before, perhaps she had been incorrect
B'Elanna thought. They were running through the first simulation
when Seven looked over at B'Elanna and asked, "You are still
intimately involved with Tom Paris?"
B'Elanna glanced at Seven whose face was in profile to her as
she watched the data from the simulation. Then again, she
thought, maybe she hadn't been incorrect. "Yes, we are Seven.
Why do you ask?" B'Elanna wondered what Seven's reply would be.
"After further research into human relationships, I believe I
now understand why my study of your relationship with Lt. Paris
angered you. If I am correct then I... owe both of you an
apology?" the last was said hesitantly by Seven who wondered if
she was correct to mention the matter at this time.
B'Elanna looked at Seven surprised by the answer and question;
it was not what she had been expecting. B'Elanna debated the
wisdom of asking Seven exactly what she was apologizing for and
after a look around to verify they were out of the earshot of
the other engineers asked, "What exactly are you apologizing
Seven had noticed B'Elanna looking around before she asked the
question and after a quick glance assumed that she had been
checking to make sure no one else could hear them. "I found that
although I was careful not to break any Starfleet regulations
during the research, I did break cultural privacy expectations.
I also was in error when I answered your question about how I
knew about the timing of your intimate relations with Lt. Paris
in a public setting."
Seven glanced at B'Elanna trying to see if she had angered the
engineer with her reply. She was relieved to see that the woman
was showing no signs of anger when she replied, "Apology
B'Elanna mulled over Seven's explanation and then asked, "You
didn't break any regulations?"
"No," Seven looked at her curiously after the short answer.
B'Elanna frowned slightly at the answer, "Regulations prohibit
you from using audio detection devices specifically for the
purpose of overhearing sounds from quarters without command
authorization don't they?"
"Correct B'Elanna," Seven replied.
B'Elanna turned and stared at Seven, "You don't think your
enhanced hearing falls into that definition?"
Seven was puzzled for a moment, "I did not need to use my
enhanced hearing, the standard sound proofing is designed to
block Human vocal emanations, Klingon's are capable of producing
sounds that are lower than the rating of the standard sound
proofing." Seven looked somewhat apprehensively at the half
Klingon as she explained, concerned that B'Elanna would become
angry with her.
B'Elanna froze then looked at Seven and noted her tense
features, she guessed that Seven was afraid she would be mad at
her and she took in a deep breath before speaking. "Are you
saying that... certain sounds were clearly audible to any human
crewmember who passed by my quarters?"
"Yes, B'Elanna that is why I said everyone when you asked,
instead of saying that I could tell when you were... " Seven
stopped when B'Elanna raised a finger and indicated she should
After she had answered the crewmembers question and watched him
walk away from Seven and her B'Elanna hissed, "You mean everyone
in my section knows and no one has thought to inform me?"
"I would not know that B'Elanna, though I can infer that they
did not, since you were unaware of the matter." Seven replied
trying to be exact in her answer, she had overheard various
crewmembers whispering about this very subject in the past.
Indeed it was how she became aware of the matter and had decided
to use the information to further her study of human sexual
interactions. She was not eager however, to share this with
B'Elanna in engineering when the volatile woman was likely to
B'Elanna narrowed her eyes staring at Seven, sensing that she
was tying to hide something. She was doing it poorly too, for
she was unable to meet B'Elanna's eyes when she usually had no
problems doing so. This meant that Seven was aware of who knew
about the lack of soundproofing and hadn't mentioned it to her.
"I thought we were friends Seven," questioned B'Elanna oddly
Seven's shoulders slumped and she glanced around then looked
resignedly at B'Elanna, "Yes, B'Elanna. I do not feel it wise to
inform you of what I know here." Seven emphasized the word here
and was relieved when B'Elanna finally nodded her acceptance.
They spent the rest of the shift working through the various
options they had developed the previous evening. By the end of
the shift they were pleased to note that the most efficient
chemical reaction they had developed was also the one that
appeared most likely to work. If it was successful they could
take the common, but normally useless, metallic elements found
in the Delta quadrant and combine them into more useful forms
such as duranium and tritanium while producing small but useful
amounts of energy.
Throughout the day Seven had caught odd looks and snippets of
conversation from the engineering crew. None of them approached
her, however, and she attributed that to B'Elanna's presence.
Yesterday while in engineering, she had heard one of the
crewmembers saying to another that Lt. Torres would have their
head if they upset Seven. Thus, she was not surprised to see
curious looks directed at the two of them during the day while
no one actually dared approach to ask her any questions.
The conversations today that she overheard revolved around the
releasing of the Saga. The most common topic of conversation was
the revelation of her actual relationship with the Captain and
her position among the Borg. More than one of the engineering
crew considered it ironic that Lt. Torres had been more accurate
than they knew when she dubbed Seven our Borg Queen and Ice
Princess. Very few of the conversations she overheard concerned
any other topics and for that Seven was both relieved and
One thing Seven became rather certain of however, few people
would dare to approach her to ask any questions about the Saga.
It seemed that everyone now feared the wrath of the two most
powerful women on the ship if they were to cause her any
distress. Seven considered the situation and though it was not
ideal, it was better than the previous situation where she had
frequently overheard derisive or degrading commentary from the
engineering crew and the rest of the ship.
Not that she had heard as many comments about her breasts or
buttocks since she had started wearing a Starfleet uniform and
the Mularan outfits Seven realized. While the form fitting
nature of the biosuits had been necessary to ensure the fabrics
contact with her implants Seven had come to realize that it had
been the cause of much of the perspective the crew had of her as
a sexual object first and then a person. Now although the random
comments she over heard still concerned how she looked, most of
them were no longer offensive in nature.
"Seven?" Seven glanced at B'Elanna and noticed the quizzical
look on the woman's face. B'Elanna grinned at her, "What have
you been thinking of so intently? I've had to say your name
twice before you noticed."
Seven blushed lightly, "I apologize for my inattention, I was
thinking of the difference my wearing a uniform has made in the
crew's perspective of me. The number of offensive comments I
have overheard has dropped considerably and I have had no
requests for copulation since I ceased wearing my biosuits."
Seven paused thoughtfully, not noticing the darkening look on
B'Elanna's face, "Of course it has been only a few days and that
was not a frequent occurrence." she added.
B'Elanna listened to Seven with a building inner anger that
wasn't totally outwardly directed. She had once listened with
amusement at the tales of some of the men in engineering who had
approached Seven in the hopes of her repeating the offer she had
made to Harry Kim. B'Elanna herself had been the cause of that
gossip making the rounds of the ship, and Harry had not been
appreciative of her repeating what he had told her and he had
chastened her for repeating it. Unfortunately by then it had
been too late to stop the spread of the amusing tale of Seven
propositioning Harry in the mess hall and Harry's retreat.
"That's good to hear," B'Elanna offered rather subdued at the
further evidence of her mistreatment of Seven.
"It was unfortunate that I did not fully understand human
behavior when I choose to comment on Ensign Kim's physical
attraction to me. Had I known that the other male members of the
crew would take it as an expectation that I would make the same
offer to them I would have chosen a different manner in which to
discourage him," Seven said wryly.
B'Elanna stared at Seven; her mouth started twitching in an
incipient smile, "Are you saying that you propositioned him
because you knew he would run?"
Seven briefly smirked, "I believe the correct saying is, ‘the
look on his face was priceless'. It was as efficient a method of
dissuading him from further attempts at engaging me in an
intimate relationship as my observation of him had indicated."
B'Elanna shook her head; she had never thought to interpret
Seven's actions as anything like this. Finally she started
chuckling, the look on Harry's face had probably been priceless
and knowing that Seven had intended that her actions would cause
Harry to retreat made the entire matter even more amusing.
"What's wrong with poor Harry?" B'Elanna inquired after she had
stopped laughing. Noticing that the engineering crew was staring
at her in surprise she raised an eyebrow at the watchers and
noted that they quickly returned to their work.
Seven tilted her head considering the question, "After my
experiences with Jorunn I believe the answer would be that I am
not attracted to men. I have never experienced any signs of
physical arousal when I have been in close contact with any male
aboard Voyager. Perhaps it is the limited sample however, so I
cannot make that determination with any degree of certainty. At
the time I did not know that it was possible to be attracted to
a member of the same gender, I was only aware that Ensign Kim's
advances made me uncomfortable. I knew that I felt only
friendship for him, and the prospect of interacting with him in
a more intimate manner was distasteful."
"Oh," said B'Elanna in surprise as she stared at Seven. She
hesitated a moment then asked, "That list you made of men, was
Harry really not on it?"
Seven glanced at her surprised, "I was not aware you knew of
that list... Ensign Kim was indeed on the list, I felt it was
inadvisable to make him aware of that fact given that I already
knew I was not attracted to him. He had accepted that we were
friends and I believe it would be considered unkind of me to
give him ‘false hope' of anything more."
B'Elanna nodded, "That would be correct." B'Elanna decided to
change the subject; she needed to think of what to say to Seven
about her part in the gossip about Seven and Harry. "I've
scheduled an hour in the Holodeck immediately following your
time slot so we will have two hours tonight if you would like?"
Seven nodded, "I had noted your scheduling and had hoped that it
meant I was invited to share your Holodeck time. I look forward
to having more time to practice this evening. Did you want to
bring our research to the attention of the Captain this evening
B'Elanna answered, "Tomorrow will be good, let's break as we
barely have time to change before our scheduled Holodeck time.
I'll meet you there? And Seven, of course I meant to share my
Holodeck time with you, after all you're sharing yours with me."