Title: Little Yellow Smiley Faces
Synopsis: Set after day of honor and before ÒDrive,Ó Tom declares his love for BÕElanna while standing in the corridor half naked and in front of half the people on deck nine section twelve.
Standard Disclaimers I donÕt own these characters Paramount does and I am not making any money off of them.
Rated: PG-13(for partial nudity and sexual suggestionsNote: this is my first fanfic and maybe a little disjointed but otherwise I hope you like it. I have been a P/T fan since the first season before I even new it was called P/T. This story takes place after ÒRevulsionÓ but before ÒDriveÓ doesn't really matter where in there. Warning it is just a tad cliched.
Little Yellow Smiley Faces
His night had been going good, a nice dinner, a little foreplay and they were just starting to get hot and heavy when he found himself in the corridor with nothing on but his boxers, and BÕElanna had locked the door behind him.
ÒBÕElanna open up, whatÕs wrong what did I do?Ó Tom asked practically pleading with her. ÒWellÓ BÕElanna replied ÒIf you canÕt figure that out, then I canÕt help you.Ó
ÒCome on BÕElanna let me in,Ó now he really was pleading with her. There was no answer, so he started to try all the tricks he had learned when in prison to get in the door. BÕElanna was having none of it , she wasnÕt the best engineer in the quadrant for nothing.
ThatÕs when he got desperate and started banging on the door. When he finally gave that up he started pacing. And thinking.ÔWhat did I do wrong this time?Õ he wondered. ÔThey had had their fights before, it wasnÕt always his fault but he could usually figure out what he had done, it may take a while but he would eventually apologize and theyÕd be stronger than ever.Õ While he was contemplating his sorry state, he didnÕt hear the foot steps on the deck, but he did hear the giggle followed by a gasp and turned around to see Samantha Wildman clasping a hand over her daughter NaomiÕs eyes. When Tom turned Sam saw his face go bright red and a sheepish smile appeared on his face, she returned it hastily and quickly sped off down the corridor, Naomi in tow.
ÔShit,Õ Tom thought, ÔIf Sam and Naomi were up and about, that meant shift change would be coming soon, he had to think quickly, he couldnÕt wander the halls, or call anyone (namely Harry) to help since heÕd left his com badge on the floor of BÕElannaÕs cabin along with his uniform. Ô
ÔOk, ok,Õ he took a deep breath. ÔJust before it happened he was kissing and nuzzling BÕElannaÕs neck and she was nibbling at his ear and whispering ... damn that was it he got it, it was so simple ... she had whispered ÒI love you TomÓ and he had just as usual had answered with action instead of with words. He figured actions spoke louder than words to a Klingon anyway, but on the other hand BÕElanna was only half Klingon and did not appreciate that half as much as he did.Õ
ÔOk, maybe he was a little afraid to say THOSE WORDS, especially to her, the one woman that he had cared this much for, (since before even he realised it) and who loved him so much in return. This was his first real relationship, like ever and he did love her. Say it damn it, just say it. Okay deep breath.Õ ÒBÕElannaÓ he started quietly and paused. ÔWhy did he always find himself so speechless around her?Õ again ÒBÕElanna I...Ó He could here the turbo lift doors opening he had to get this out quickly. Again ÒBÕElanna I loÕ...Ó He could hear footsteps now, what seemed like millions, come on Ò...Õve youÓ There he said it. ÔFewÕ he thought, Ôany minute now weÕll be making up.Õ
Nothing, ÔMaybe that wasnÕt it, maybe she didnÕt hear, or care?Õ
At this point he didnÕt care about the people he new were staring at him from behind, he wanted BÕElanna to realize that he loved her, and he didnÕt care who else new. He started louder this time. ÒBÕElanna, I, Thomas Eugene Paris LOVE YOU, Ò he turned to the crowd and eyed them, challenging them to dispute his love.
ÒThatÕs right I, Thomas Eugene Paris love BÕElanna Torres.Ó ThatÕs when the doors finally opened. ÒTom?Ó he turned around and looked into his loverÕs eyes for what seemed like the first time in a long while, ÒI love you BÕElannaÓ she smiled and dragged him back to her into cabin.
All the crew members who had witnessed this spectacle, or blessed event or miracle, whatever you want to call it, couldnÕt help but smile, that is until the growling and moaning and crashing started inside the cabin, and everyone beat a hasty retreat.