Author's Notes: This was written as part of the VAMB Secret Santa exchange. Voyager, who are stranded on the far side of the galaxy (the Delta quadrant, 75,000 light years from Earth) and struggling to make their way home.Although the story begins with the Starfleet and Maquis crew members at odds with each. The overall storyline revolves around the crew of the U.S.S. Star Trek: Voyager first aired in in 1995 and is set around the same time as TNG and DS9 (year 2371).
Disclaimer: I have no claims whatsoever to the characters represented here. It was the first ship to bear the name Voyager with this registry. The vessel was famous for completing an unscheduled seven-year journey across the Delta Quadrant between 23, which was the first successful exploration of that quadrant by the Federation. PRODUCT DETAILS:The USS Voyager (NCC-74656) was a 24th century Federation Intrepid-class starship operated by Starfleet. Featuring Captain Kathryn Janeway front and center, this black mug makes a punny addition to your coffee cart. Thank you to my incomparable beta QS!Whether you are gearing up to find coffee in a nebula or in your home kitchen, this Star Trek: Voyager The Janeways Black Mug allows you to enjoy your coffee the Jane-way.
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At first glance, there were very few occupants in the room, but then that was intentional. The door opened easily, and a faint sound of bells announced his entrance. The long brass handles on the cherry oak finished doors were cold to the touch, and Chakotay's grasp left a quickly disappearing print as the heat from his hand ceded to the cool metal. However, this bar represented.
He'd had Cardassians treat him with more respect than this whelp. "I'm simply looking for someone.""Well as you can tell, sir, there aren't too many customers here at the moment."The insolence in the word 'sir' almost made Chakotay smile. This was the third bar he'd stepped into within the hour, and he was past caring about decorum. Straddling one of the extravagantly cushioned stools, Chakotay made himself at home, resting his elbows on the highly polished surface and contented himself to wait.It didn't take more than a minute for a bored-looking waiter to appear and brusquely ask him for his drink order."No drink," Chakotay told him, desperately trying to maintain his good humor. He had yet to see a single occupant in the room, and it had not escaped his attention that no one was making an effort to greet him. As ships' ready rooms were used as places for captains to escape to while in space, so the bar sufficed for more than one captain (or admiral) to run to with head bowed and tail tucked between their legs while planet side.Chakotay strode towards the bar, admiring the row upon row of smoky, half-filled bottles that lined the backlit shelves behind it.
"On what grounds would you have me leave?"He noticed the 'sir' had now been dropped altogether. I'll have to ask you to leave."The kid was showing some gumption now as he gave up his pretense of toweling off a glass bearing the Ready Room logo.Chakotay turned back to him, swallowing his bitter amusement. "Since you can't seem to help me, I'll just look around real quick and be on my way, then.""Our clientele prefer not to be bothered. Maybe he'd hit pay dirt this time. "Really? You've never heard of Captain Janeway?"The 'sir' was definitely becoming more and more defined each time it was spoken.
"If you, as you told me earlier, don't know who Captain Janeway is, how did you know I was looking for a woman?"Henry floundered in his answer, and Chakotay pushed onward. " She isn't here? Then tell me this…" he paused, waiting for a name from the bartender."Henry," the former Maquis repeated. The kid had also given himself away twice by glancing over his shoulder to the back corner, but now he'd verbally given himself up, and Chakotay seized on the rookie mistake. Every time he'd raised his voice even slightly, the bartender had automatically lowered his in an effort to keep the conversation quiet. Soon as I find Captain Janeway, we'll be on our way.""And I've already told you, she isn't here."Chakotay smiled now.
I'd say you usually keep a bottle of Jameson tucked into that empty spot on the left."Henry turned away from the bottles, but maintained his silence."You really shouldn't give her the entire bottle," Chakotay criticized, standing away from the stool, heading towards the back corner booth.Giving up all pretense of ignorance, Henry returned to the mundane task of drying off glasses. "But it does seem like you're missing a bottle. "That's a fine selection of whiskeys you have there." Bewildered the man turned to where the commander indicated.
Even Admiral Paris had arrived, and rumor had it he had an admiral's bar in his pocket that he'd been planning on presenting to Kathryn, but even he didn't know where she was.Chakotay had immediately volunteered to go find her. After two hours passed with no sign of the Captain, people were really beginning to ask questions. They couldn't wait to see their beloved captain finally be able to put down the mantle she'd carried for so long and join them as one of the family.The only problem was that the captain hadn't shown up.At first, everyone guessed she was just working on some last minute details, so with her mother and sister happily hosting, the drinks had been poured and talk of the future had begun. Now, with the final paperwork being handled today, the crew of Voyager was more than ready to have a proper celebration. There had, of course, already been an official welcome home celebration, but at the time no one had really known their fate, so the revelry had been somewhat subdued. The debriefings had come to an official close that morning, and by that afternoon the entire crew of Voyager had arrived at Kathryn Janeway's family house in Indiana to await her arrival.
Those very rare occasions when she'd actually let him see how truly upset she felt.Putting the mug back down on the desk, he picked up another PADD now feeling a deeper sense of urgency to find her. But he'd only seen her drink liquor, or at least the replicator's synthehol version of it, on those occasions when she'd been in mourning. She'd certainly been happy to share a glass of wine in celebration with him on more than one occasion.
A dozen crewmembers standing around the pool table with Kathryn holding the trophy for the annual competition. Tom leaning against his Camaro with his hair slicked back and wearing a leather jacket. Chakotay leaned back in the chair as image after image went across the little screen.Kes standing in hydroponics surrounded by her flowers.
It was then he realized he should've been watching her more closely these past two months.Immediately, she held her hand up, cutting him off from saying anything else. After all, this was almost the same view he'd had of her for seven years: watching over her left shoulder.As he watched, a somewhat steady hand was replacing the bottle of Jameson to its upright position on the table, leaving the glass tumbler with more of the amber liquid than the bottle. Even now, when he could only see the back of her head as he stood over her shoulder, the auburn shoulder length hair would be a dead give away to him anywhere. He mentally braced himself and moved another step forward so that he could finally see the person he'd been searching for. After all, when Kathryn Janeway decided what she wanted there was little that would stand in her way.The sound of glass chinking against glass greeted Chakotay's ears as he neared the back wall of the booth.
Maybe she hadn't had as much to drink yet as he'd originally suspected."After all," she continued, breaking into his thoughts, "A ship-less captain is no captain at all, and my ship now belongs to the office of preservashions.
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