By: Katherina Rosellini
Rated: P/G
Date: December 2001
Code: P/T
Synopsis: Post Endgame. This piece is intended to be dialogue only between Tom and B’Elanna regarding the changes that come with living on earth after 7 years in the Delta Quadrant.
Disclaimer: Paramount owns it. Yada, yada, yada.
I’ve committed a sin with this piece. I did not have it beta’d. I am sure the fanfic Gods and Goddess’ will haunt me for the rest of my days. So I throw myself at their feet and beg for mercy…… “Oh fanfic readers! Forgive me this one sin. For I felt the need to post something stupid and didn’t have the heart to ask someone to correct my grammatical errors. For this travesty I will read four P/7 stories and two T/K’s.”
"Hey."
"Hey. I missed you."
"I missed you too."
"Do you think we'll ever get used to this being apart for so long?"
"I don't know. I hope not."
"It's kind of hard isn't it? Not seeing each other whenever we
want."
"Yeah. I guess I didn't realize how often we saw each other on
Voyager. How often we saw everybody."
"You miss Harry don't you?"
"Yeah. Don't you?"
"I guess. Yeah. I miss him too. He was my first friend
on board Voyager."
"Mine too."
"So...how was your day?"
"Not bad. Miral decided she was going to sleep all afternoon, which
means she should be up all night. I’ve finished setting up her
nursery but there are still a few things we need for her. I was thinking
that a changing table would come in handy. I still have some unpacking to
do in our bedroom, but I'll finish that up tomorrow or the end of the week at
the latest."
"Would you like some help?"
"That's okay. I know you're tired from working all day.
So...how was your first day back at Starfleet? Did they kick you out
yet?"
"Funny. It was...okay."
"Just okay?"
"I don't know what you want me to tell you. They took me on a tour
of the facility, and introduced me to several of the fellow officers.
Asked me all kinds of questions about what it was like in the Delta Quadrant
and then I came home. It wasn't exactly..."
"Voyager?"
"Huumph. No. It wasn't Voyager."
"Yeah, I know what you mean. I was setting up Miral's crib and I
kept looking around thinking how her room is bigger than our quarters were on
Voyager. Yet I would have gladly lived in those cramped little quarters
for the rest of our lives. And I would've been happy about it.
After that, I kept wondering if Earth will ever feel like home again."
"Well I can tell you what I do know. No matter where I am - Delta
Quadrant - Earth -Vulcan - Mars, as long as I'm with you and Miral, I'm
home."
"Well in that case... welcome home. I love you."
"Yeah, I know. I love you too. So...why don't you let me take
Miral for a while?"
"Sounds good. I'll finish up with dinner and then I'll be able to
get some of our clothes in the refresher too. You'll be needing clean
uniforms for the week. I would do it tomorrow, but Miral's got a visit
with the Doctor scheduled, then we're going to be visiting with Grandma Paris
for lunch. By that time Miral will be ready for her afternoon nap, and so
will I, but I think I'll take advantage of that time and finish unpacking the
rest of our things. Oooooh and I'll have to figure out what we're having
for dinner. The Captain and her mother are coming over tomorrow
night. Plus I've got to get the living area set up before they get
here. Maybe I should reschedule with Grandma? Then again I could
probably get the living quarters taken care of before I turn in for the night
or maybe I could....."
"Tom?"
"Yeah?"
"You're getting pretty good at this Mr. Mom thing."
"Thanks."
"But you're starting to scare me."
"Funny, B'Elanna. Very funny. Now what do you think about the
couch against that wall?"