I am Borg - Part 2 - Chapter 8
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Summary: Weapons training. Seven tells B'Elanna who knew about
her quarters soundproofing problem. B'Elanna reacts to Seven's
information. Seven speaks to the Kathryn about the problems her
emotions are giving her.
Seven arrived at the Holodeck before B'Elanna, wanting to avoid
discussing the topic they had been talking about earlier she
entered and began the program, setting the door controls to
allow B'Elanna to enter. She walked around to the pavilion and
saw M'ara waiting for her.
As she got closer the Klingon woman shook her head at her,
"Luckily for you your new physiology allows you to survive spear
thrust wounds to your abdomen. I see we need to work on your
skills when dealing with multiple opponents. You're lucky that
strike wasn't any higher, if it had hit your heart you would
have been disabled and perhaps killed."
"You would have allowed me to die?" questioned Seven curiously.
"I do not coddle my reborn, but you need not fear dying in
training. However, during any other time... you are not any more
protected than any other member of this crew. Do not let
yourself start believing you are invulnerable." M'ara informed
Seven nodded, "I will keep that in mind," she replied with a
"Best you do," said M'ara with a growl. "I would hate to loose
you; I've grown rather fond of your continued presence."
Seven's face softened, "I will comply", she assured M'ara.
"Hey, what's this starting without me?" came the amused voice of
M'ara grinned at B'Elanna as Seven turned, "I believe she wanted
to escape your curiosity for awhile longer."
B'Elanna looked at M'ara startled, "How do you know about that?"
B'Elanna glanced at Seven wondering why she had mentioned the
subject to M'ara but Seven shook her head slightly, silently
informing B'Elanna that she had not spoken to M'ara about the
"I am always aware of Seven," said M'ara to B'Elanna.
B'Elanna groaned inwardly, great not only was there a protective
Captain watching over Seven but also a energy being powerful
enough to be termed a goddess.
M'ara smirked at B'Elanna, and then turned to Seven. "Let us go
over your performance with Hakan's men."
Thus began a different type of training session, M'ara recreated
Seven's attackers along with a hologram of Seven and the three
of them watched as Seven engaged and fought her ten attackers.
B'Elanna watched most of the fight admiringly; Seven's moves had
been a flowing, graceful and ultimately deadly dance. The
Klingon in her was awed; the Human part of her was slightly
dismayed at the combination.
Seven watched the fight with a critical eye, wincing internally
as she saw what she had missed right before the moment when the
one man had managed to catch her by surprise and injure her.
When the fight was done M‘ara asked, "So what did you see that
you did wrong?"
"I failed to focus on the entire environment, thus I did not see
him pick up the spear," admitted Seven shamed.
B'Elanna nodded agreeing with the assessment, and honesty had
her admitting, "I don't know if I could have done any better
though. It's hard to keep from focusing on the enemy right in
front of you."
"True," said M'ara, "But it is a dangerous habit to get into and
one I want to break now. Not only in physical fights such as
this but also in other situations such as battles with ships and
even political battles. You cannot focus solely on what is right
in front of you, you must be mindful of your total environment."
M'ara stared at Seven intently, "This is a critical skill you
need to learn. I want you to start going through the infiltrator
simulation as well; it also has things to teach you about
keeping your focus wide instead of narrow."
Seven raised a brow at these words and looked intently at M'ara,
their eyes met for a moment then Seven nodded.
Most of the rest of the training session comprised of B'Elanna
focusing on her kata's under the tutelage of Kayaln while Seven
practiced against multiple opponents. Then for the last half
hour the two of them practiced fighting together against
B'Elanna, though she was just learning the formal kata's,
excelled in multiple opponent combat since that was how she
usually practiced her Bat'leth training on the Holodeck. Now
with the formal moves under her belt, B'Elanna found herself
using the new moves along with the ones she had taught herself.
She found that fighting with Seven was an interesting and
Where B'Elanna fought with passion and emotion, Seven fought
with passion and intellect; between the two of them they made a
deadly pair. When they finished fighting it was all B'Elanna
could do to not turn to Seven and kiss her. Her blood was
running high from the fight and the feeling of how well they
Seven was aware of B'Elanna's arousal; with her sense of smell
she could not miss the clear evidence of it. Part of her wanted
to respond to it, but a larger part remembered all the unkind
words and actions of the half-Klingon. Seven had forgiven
B'Elanna enough to consider her a friend, but letting the woman
close enough to become a lover was not something she was willing
to do without trusting her more.
Thus Seven spoke to B'Elanna somewhat coolly ignoring the
woman's arousal, "I will shower and meet with you later to
discuss the topic of our discussion of this afternoon?"
B'Elanna nodded somewhat taken aback as she watched Seven stride
"How many times today did she look at you afraid of a return to
your previous adversarial relationship?" M'ara asked B'Elanna
after Seven had disappeared from sight.
B'Elanna glanced at M'ara guardedly, "A few," she allowed.
M'ara looked back at her steadily, "She has forgiven you enough
for you to be a friend, when she no longer fears your anger
perhaps she will forgive you enough to think of you as a
With those words the hologram of M'ara disappeared leaving
B'Elanna alone with her thoughts.
The two of them distractedly discussed the day's simulation
results over dinner then proceeded toward B'Elanna's quarters.
"Seven please stop acting like you're going to your own
execution," said B'Elanna as the doors to her quarter's closed
behind them. "I promise that I won't get angry with you for
telling me who knew."
Seven still looked at her uncertainly and B'Elanna explained,
"Seven you were not my friend then, I don't blame you for not
informing me about it. But you are now, and I'm asking you as my
friend to tell me who knew and didn't inform me. Obviously from
the way your acting it's someone who you think should have told
Seven said in a quiet voice, "I first overheard Lt. Carey
informing Lt. Paris of the matter. That is how I knew I could
include such data in my research."
B'Elanna was stunned, suddenly understanding why Seven had been
so reluctant to tell her the information, just two weeks ago she
probably would have erupted angrily at Seven for telling her
this. "How long ago did you hear that conversation?"
"Fifty-six days, 8 hours and 45 second ago, B'Elanna," said
B'Elanna smiled weakly at Seven for the exact answer, then
turned and walked around her quarters with her hands on her hips
considering the information. "Did you happen to hear how Tom
reacted to the information?" asked B'Elanna.
"Lt. Paris asked what Lt. Carey meant. Lt. Carey informed him of
low toned growls emanating from your quarters. Lt. Paris then
informed Lt. Carey that you would be extremely angered to learn
of this fact from Lt. Carey and that he would take care of the
matter. He then told Lt. Carey that such sounds were evidence
that he was doing something right, and the two of them laughed,"
Seven recited the content of the conversation from memory.
"Really," said B'Elanna agitatedly.
"I can recite the conversation verbatim if you would prefer,"
offered Seven cautiously.
B'Elanna paused, "No, I'm not questioning what you said Seven.
I'm just reacting to the thought of Tom implying that he would
tell me and his comment that he was doing something right."
"From your reaction, Lt. Paris failed to inform you of the
matter," stated Seven.
B'Elanna nodded, "Did you overhear any other similar
"I overheard two more conversations similar to the one with Lt.
Carey," said Seven.
"And always with Tom?" asked B'Elanna.
Seven nodded, "Yes, they were always with Lt. Paris. The
individuals seemed reluctant to approach you with the
B'Elanna clenched her fists and thought about rearranging Tom
Paris's features. "Thank you, Seven for letting me know. I will
discuss this with Mr. Paris later," she said with a definite
growl in her voiced.
"B'Elanna please do not injure Lt. Paris, he is not worth being
punished for. And I would miss our training sessions together if
you were restricted to the brig," Seven stood in B'Elanna's path
and caught her eye.
"Don't want to lose your workout partner so soon Seven?" asked
B'Elanna lightly, keeping in mind M'ara's words from earlier.
"I do not," Seven answered her with a slight smirk.
"I'll try not to damage Lt. Paris," B'Elanna promised Seven with
Seven nodded and the two of them parted for the evening.
B'Elanna stood in her quarters after Seven had left thinking of
the ex-drone. In many ways the evidence of Tom's actions
relieved B'Elanna. Now she had an honorable reason for ending
the dying relationship.
M'ara's words had made it clear that B'Elanna had an uphill
battle to fight for Seven to trust her enough to even consider
her as a lover, but B'Elanna was beginning to appreciate that
the Borg woman was more than worth the fight.
"Argg," B'Elanna groaned aloud as she realized she had totally
forgotten that she needed to apologize to Seven. After a few
moments of thought she decided she might as well get it over
with and tapped her combadge. "Torres to Seven, can I come over
to your quarters for a few minutes?"
Sevens voice responded affirmatively and B'Elanna could pick up
the slightly puzzled tone. As she walked the short distance to
Seven's quarters B'Elanna acknowledged that she was not looking
forward to admitting her part in the gossip about Seven and
When the door to Seven's quarters opened B'Elanna marched in and
without waiting for Seven to greet her she launched into her
apology, "Seven I forgot to tell you earlier that I was the one
who made the mistake of repeating what Harry told me about the
events in the Messhall to other people. I apologized to Harry
right after it happened, I should have apologized to you as well
at the time... but well, I didn't. I am apologizing now though,
I'm sorry it caused so much trouble for you."
Seven waited for a moment to make sure the rush of words was
finished, "I estimated a 50% probability that you were the
source of the ‘gossip' B'Elanna." Seven told her with a raised
brow and a slight smirk, "I accept your apology and believe it
is my turn to tell you to stop acting like you are going to your
B'Elanna gaped for a moment at Seven then started chuckling,
"Yea, I guess so; I really hope though that this is one of the
last apologies I have to make to you. I've never apologized so
much during one week as I have this one. It's not something I do
"I appreciate that it is not easy for you B'Elanna, I do not
believe Klingons are known for apologizing," remarked Seven.
"Klingons do not apologize, so I guess you're lucky I'm only
half Klingon," B'Elanna said with a smile.
Seven actually returned the smile briefly, and B'Elanna felt a
sudden sharp flash of attraction that she did her best to
ignore. Now was not the time to be thinking of her nascent
attraction to Seven, she still needed to speak with Paris first.
Seven caught the signs of B'Elanna's arousal and looked at her
curiously, uncertain what she had done to cause the reaction.
B'Elanna noticed the look and for a few long moments the two of
them stared into each others eyes as the feeling of connection
between them grew.
Suddenly Seven tore her eyes away, and when she looked back at B'Elanna uncertainly, B'Elanna was suddenly struck by how very
much the look in Seven's eyes reminded her of that young foal.
It was the same uncertain and slightly fearful look the young
horse had given the spot of ground it had stumbled over and hurt
itself on. A sudden sharp pang tore through B'Elanna as she
realized what the look meant; emotionally Seven didn't trust her
not to hurt her again. M'ara had been very accurate in her
assessment of Seven's feelings for her.
Huskily B'Elanna said, "Seven, I can't change what I did in the
past. I promise though that I'll try my best not to hurt you
that way again. I know I have a temper, but I'll do my best not
to direct it at you. Please just give me a chance to show you
that you can trust me."
Seven had been looking directly at B'Elanna during her entire
speech, and now she dropped her eyes feeling ashamed. "I am
sorry B'Elanna, I told you I had forgiven you and I believed it
was true. Yet, I find myself unable to forget some of your past
actions. My emotions do not seem to want to forgive you; I
apologize for lying to you Lt. Torres, I will understand if you
do not want to be my friend now."
"No Seven," B'Elanna walked close enough to the woman to place a
hand on her arm and get her to look back at her. "You did
forgive me, you didn't lie to me. But forgiving me doesn't mean
that you trust me, and after the past two years I can't blame
you. I have to earn that Seven; I just want you to give me a
chance. You're still my friend Seven, unless you don't want to
"I want to be your friend," Seven assured her, "I will give you
a chance B'Elanna, I want to trust you. I do not like these
"That's all I can ask," B'Elanna gave Seven's arm a squeeze and
then released it. "Well I'll see you tomorrow morning to make
our report to the Captain?"
Seven nodded and B'Elanna wished her a good night.
Seven stared at the closed doors after B'Elanna left, analyzing
the events of the last few minutes. She had been deeply
disturbed when she realized that at some level she had not
forgiven B'Elanna, yet her admission had not made the woman
angry. Instead she had been understanding and even supportive of
Seven's failure, telling her it that it was not a matter of
forgiveness but one of trust.
Seven didn't quite understand the difference, to her forgiving
someone meant that you trusted them not to repeat the action
that they were being forgiven for. Yet, obviously she had failed
to do when it came to B'Elanna. Perhaps Kathryn might be of
assistance in figuring out why, thought Seven.
B'Elanna sighed as she walked into her quarters, thinking of the
upcoming discussion with Tom Paris. The day had gone well,
Janeway had been rather excited when B'Elanna and Seven had
presented their idea for a chemical fusion reactor to her, and
she had authorized them to do more testing. If those tests
worked then they would be building the chemical reactor shortly.
Seven had spent the day in Astrometrics going over her sensor
logs, and B'Elanna had spent the day in Engineering answering
some not so subtle questions about the ex-Borg and her changed
relationship with her. It hadn't taken the crew long to realize
that her guilt induced kindness had changed into an actual
friendship, and they were all curious as to why.
The only explanation B'Elanna would give them was that she had
misinterpreted the ex-drone all along and it was only now that
she was getting to know the person behind the Borg shell. And
that she liked the person she had met the past few days. She
also informed them that she was lucky that Seven had a forgiving
nature and was willing to forgive the things she had said and
done in the past. She had essentially admitted to anyone
courageous enough to ask her that she had been wrong and the
entire engineering crew knew how rare an admittance such as that
B'Elanna hoped it would help them begin to look for the person
she had met, and undo some of the damage she had done to Seven.
When the admittance chime rang she was not surprised to see Tom
"Hey, B'Elanna," he said bending over to kiss her and looking
surprised when she turned her head so that it landed on her
cheek. "You ah... wanted to talk to me?"
"Yes, I do Tom. I think we need to discuss our relationship. Or
lack of one to be more precise," said B'Elanna.
"Well, that's not my fault," protested Tom, "You're the one
whose been spending all your free time with Seven these days."
"And a certain rumor I've heard recently about several people
discussing the lack of soundproofing in my quarters with you,"
B'Elanna informed him slowly getting angry.
Tom froze and looked at her, catching the rising color in her
cheeks and the tight look to her face. "Oh, well yea I meant to
discuss that with you... soon. But... I mean it's not like it
has been an issue lately."
B'Elanna just stared at him, "Really and when did you plan on
having this discussion? Another two or three months from now?"
Tom seemed to deflate, "I guess Carey or Seven mentioned it to
you didn't they?" Tom stared at B'Elanna but she didn't answer
him. "That's ok, it doesn't really matter. Maybe you're right,
we do need to discuss the lack of a relationship."
B'Elanna raised an eyebrow trying to figure out where he was
going with the suddenly reasonable attitude.
"Seven has definitely shown me one thing, you don't dislike
holoprograms. You just dislike the ones that I like," Tom
"If you mean I like training programs instead of holonovels,
then yes you're correct," said B'Elanna.
"And I like using the Holodeck for relaxation not training.
You've spent more time with Seven this past week in the Holodeck
than you ever spent with me. And well, I've been thinking that
perhaps I would like to find someone who enjoys my holoprograms
as much as you enjoy playing with your Bat'leth in Seven's,"
said Tom looking at B'Elanna with a frank look on his face.
B'Elanna looked at Tom and noted the hurt puppy dog look in his
eyes, she wasn't sure if he was serious or not but she wasn't
about to feel guilty because she didn't like playing Constance
Goodheart to his Captain Proton. "I can understand that Tom, and
I wish you luck in finding her."
Tom looked surprised for a moment then thoughtful, "So you have
someone in mind to replace me already?"
B'Elanna rolled her eyes, "Tom the only thing I have in mind is
to get this chemical reactor tested and completed and to try to
get my honor back by being a friend to Seven."
"You're taking that honor thing rather seriously," Tom said in
"Yes, I am. But it's not just that anymore, I've found out we
have a lot in common. Both of us have a part of ourselves that
we rely on for strength and yet dislike at the same time."
B'Elanna paused for a moment then continued in a lower voice,
"Both of us have complex feelings about our parents."
Tom looked at her searchingly and then nodded, knowing something
about her feelings about her father. "Well," he said, "I hope
you two become good friends. Maybe we could go back to being
friends too? I seem to remember that we used to do more things
together. Like shoot a game of pool or just have drinks
"I think we could do that," allowed B'Elanna with a small smile.
Tom grinned back then sobered, "I think I know where we went
B'Elanna raised an inquiring eyebrow at him wondering what he
would come up with.
"I think we both expected each other to change, I expected you
to become interested in the same things I was, like my Captain
Proton holoprogram," Tom said.
"And I expected you to stop wanting to play your holoprograms
and spend time with me," finished B'Elanna surprised at his
insightfulness. It was something she had forgotten he could show
B'Elanna gave him a somewhat sad smile but Tom shook his head,
"Well, I'd better be going. I hope to see you in Sardines
sometime soon, maybe we can see if I can still beat you at pool
with one hand tied behind my back." He gave her a taunting
B'Elanna chuckled at the old teasing tone, "In your dreams
flyboy. Maybe I'll drop by tomorrow night." She looked
thoughtful for a moment, "If you don't mind I'd like to ask
Seven to join us, she should be good at pool and she needs to
"Certainly, but don't confuse an analytical mind with playing
pool. Tuvok is a good pool player yet no better than you or I,
but the more the merrier. Besides, I'd like to meet the new and
improved Seven," Tom replied.
B'Elanna shot him a look and he raised his hands in a gesture of
surrender, "I'll be nice I promise. No way am I messing with the
Captain's daughter, at least not again. Having the Captain mad
enough to bite off my head over her once was quite enough for
me. Not to mention that having you mad at me is a bad idea as
well. I'm not stupid," Tom reassured her.
B'Elanna looked him in the eyes and was reassured by the
steadiness with which he met her gaze. She nodded at him, "I'll
see if I can't get her to go with me after our workout, I think
we are going to try that infiltrator program tomorrow. I'm
looking forward to it."
"What's that?" asked Tom intrigued.
"Well depending on the technology setting, you're either dropped
into a combat zone with nothing but the clothes on your back or
a standard Starfleet scout combat suit. From there you have to
successfully sneak up and disarm or kill the enemy to gain
supplies and eventually break into their base and reach your
objective," explained B'Elanna with a definitely predatory grin.
"Ah," said Tom looking at her predatory smile uncertainly,
"Sounds like work instead of relaxation. I think I'll skip that
B'Elanna grinned at him; she was looking forward to seeing what
Mulara had programmed. Doubtless it would be a challenging and
difficult program to complete. "Yea I'm expecting it to be
pretty hard, no telling what the program is going to throw at
us. From what I saw the higher the technology setting the more
technical the traps and security measures will be that you have
to break through. And it looks like it increases the difficulty
setting if it thinks you are breaking through them too easily."
"Ah, well you and Seven knock yourselves out. I'll look for you
two tomorrow evening," Tom said as he rose to leave, a rueful
look on his face at the obvious pleasure B'Elanna was showing in
participating in what sounded like a cadet training exercise to
B'Elanna looked at the door to her quarters for a few moments
after Tom had left, reflecting that the ending to their
relationship had gone much differently than she had imagined it
would. Instead of a fight she got agreement, she just hoped Tom
would continue to be as calm if he ever figured out that she did
have someone else in mind, she just didn't know if Seven would
ever return her interest.
B'Elanna shook her head free of those thoughts and went over to
the computer in her quarters. She had been meaning to do some
research on the Viking ancestors that M'ara had mentioned Seven
being descended from. B'Elanna knew very little about them and
M'ara's comment about them being warriors combined with the
recreation of Seven's battle had raised her curiosity.
At 1700 hours Seven presented herself at the Wildman quarters
for her game of Kadis-kot with Naomi Wildman.
"Seven!" Naomi greeted her enthusiastically as she opened the
door to the Wildman quarters to admit Seven.
"Naomi Wildman, you have been doing well?" Seven asked the young
Naomi looked at her, slightly surprised at the question; it
wasn't quite like she remembered Seven. It was not long,
however, before they were sitting on the floor playing Kadis-kot
and Naomi was informing Seven of all the things she had done
since the last time they had played.
After the game Samantha invited Seven to stay for dinner, which
Naomi eagerly seconded. Seven, with a slight smile for Naomi,
agreed and over dinner she told them about her time on Mularan.
Leaving out the details of how she had been injured she told
them about the beautiful gardens and invited them to use her
Holodeck program to visit them. After dinner she replicated some
of the Mularan fruit for desert and was gratified when both of
them expressed their liking of it.
After she left the Wildman quarters Seven contacted Kathryn to
see if she was free.
"Of course Annika, I'll make us some coffee?" came back the
reply, to which she replied "That would be acceptable, Kathryn."
Seven made her way to the Captain's quarters and Kathryn meet
her at the door. "Good evening, Annika," she greeted her.
"Good evening, Kathryn," Seven returned the greeting as she
entered the Captain's quarters and walked over to the couch to
sit down in her accustomed place. Kathryn replicated two cups of
coffee, one black and one with milk and sat down beside her.
"So how have you been doing Annika?" Kathryn asked.
"I am well... " allowed Seven, "However, I am experiencing some
difficulty with B'Elanna." Seven paused trying to find the words
to explain what she was experiencing. "I thought I had forgiven
her as she asked but I am having some difficulty in doing so. I
explained this to B'Elanna and she informed me that I did not
trust her and that she would have to regain that. I am confused
as to the difference. I tried to explain to B'Elanna that I had
inadvertently lied to her but she insisted that forgiveness and
trust were not the same."
Kathryn listened to the rush of words patiently and when it
looked like Seven was done she smiled at the confused woman,
"Annika its difficult to forgive someone so completely. B'Elanna
understands that, which is why she told you she would have to
regain your trust."
Seven stared at her unsatisfied, "I have forgiven others without
this difficulty. I am finding that my emotions are proving to be
a source of difficulty when I try to forgive B'Elanna."
Kathryn noted how Seven seemed to hunch slightly after her last
statement, "What are you afraid of Annika?" She knew she had
guessed correctly when Annika whipped around her head to stare
"Fear is irrev... " Seven paused mid word and then glanced away
from Kathryn and sighed, "I am afraid we will return to the
previous antagonistic relationship we had before."
"And if you did?" questioned Kathryn softly.
"I would be hurt if we returned to our previous relationship,"
"Those other people you forgave, would you have been hurt if
they did the same thing again after you forgave them?" asked
Seven stared at her for a moment then answered, "I would have
been disappointed in their inability to change. I would not have
been hurt by their action to the degree that B'Elanna doing the
same would injure me."
"So the difference is that you care more about your relationship
with B'Elanna than you did with them, thus she has the power to
hurt you more deeply than they did, which is why you're afraid
of opening up to her," Kathryn explained. "You need to be more
patient Annika, your new relationship with B'Elanna isn't going
to be built in a week. Over time you will be able to trust that
the friendship between you isn't going to disappear. And your
fears will fade."
Seven nodded slowly, "It was simpler before I started feeling
these emotions, they do not seem to be easily controlled by
logic. Perhaps I should approach Lt. Commander Tuvok for
training in Vulcan methods of emotional control."
"I think you are doing just fine, but if you feel overwhelmed
perhaps he could help," allowed Kathryn. She hoped though that
Annika would give herself a chance to become used to her
emotions before she attempted to replace her Borg emotional
controls with Vulcan ones.
Seven caught on to Kathryn's tepid response, "You do not wish me
to take that course of action, why?"
Kathryn raised an eyebrow at being so quickly caught, "I just
think you should give yourself a chance to become used to
feeling your emotions before you attempt to control them. You're
Human not Vulcan, you don't have to fear your more aggressive
instincts taking control of you."
"You believe that what I am feeling is appropriate then, like
B'Elanna," Seven stated.
Kathryn nodded, "Just give yourself some time to become used to
not having your nanoprobes control your reactions."
Seven raised a brow, "I believe there is a human saying
appropriate to my situation." Seven was remembering how she used
to wish that she could feel emotions like the people around her,
most especially B'Elanna. "Be careful what you wish for, you may
Kathryn looked at her inquiringly and Seven explained how she
used to bait B'Elanna just to see the half-Klingon's open
emotions because she could not feel such passion herself. She
also rushed to assure her that she had already told this to
B'Elanna after seeing Kathryn look at her in disbelief.
"And what was her reaction?" asked Kathryn faintly, still trying
to come to grips with the fact that Seven hadn't been as
innocent a party in the altercations in Engineering as she had
"She was more amused than angry; she commented that most people
tried to avoid angering her," Seven responded. "Now, however, I
find that I do not want to anger her, I am enjoying our
friendship much more than the antagonistic relationship we had
Kathryn looked intently at Annika, a thought beginning to worm
its way through her mind. Could Annika possibly be attracted to
B'Elanna? And if so, had she been all along?
Kathryn gestured, spreading her hands apart, palms up while she
said, "All I can suggest is that you give it time Annika. I
really think that's the only thing that will allay your fears."
Seven nodded, accepting Kathryn's voice of experience in these
After Seven had left, Kathryn stared out of her viewport
thinking of the surprising revelations of the evening. If she
were to suppose that Seven was attracted to B'Elanna then a lot
of Seven's actions since she had come back from Mularan made
sense. Her willingness to trust B'Elanna even with their past
interactions, could be looked at in a new light. The question
remained though, was she correct and if she was what did
B'Elanna feel about Seven? The engineer had certainly been
spending much of her time with Seven lately, but as far as
Kathryn knew she was still seeing Tom Paris.
Kathryn shrugged, as she had told Annika earlier, time solved
many things. Likely it would be the solution for this puzzle as