“You wouldn’t believe how nervous I was when I rang the doorchime. I wasn’t even sure if it was the right house, let alone whether or not I wanted to stay around to find out.”
“You discovered it soon enough, you must have heard my yelling when I came down the stairs. I didn’t believe my eyes when I opened the door.” Kathryn blushed slightly, “I fell in love with you all over again.”
Chakotay smiled at her public admission, “We were quite the pair, both oblivious to what was happening outside. All I could see was a vision of beauty.”
“Even though this is just too cute and adorable, it still doesn’t explain why you were late for our party.”
“Kathryn told me she only needed 5 more minutes to finish getting dressed.”
Tom nudged Chakotay, “And you made her late, didn’t you Big Guy?”
“Actually, it was my fault. I really couldn’t find my shoes, but in the end we were ready to go. I’m afraid you’re going to have to blame your father’s old friend Admiral Rosen for making us late, Tom.”
“Why? What does he have to do with all of this?”
“By the time Kathryn was finally dressed, we found ourselves chasing the elusive Admiral around the Academy Grounds.”
“But why were you looking for him?”
“Apparently he needed to do us a favor.”
“He did?” Tom just looked at them, “What kind of favor?”
Kathryn shifted on the bed, not sure she wanted to continue, but looking at Chakotay she made up her mind, “I wanted him to marry us.”
After she dropped the bombshell, she jumped off the bed and stood behind Chakotay’s chair, her hands on his shoulders, gently squeezing them.
“So I was right. Kahless!” B’Elanna looked dumbfounded.
“What exactly was in those letters you send to each other?” Tom scrutinized the pair before him.
Grinning broadly, Chakotay sat up straighter, “I though you would never ask. Before I wrote mine, I thought about its contents, and I realized I had said and shown it all during the past 7 years. There really was nothing more for me to declare, but one thing.”
B’Elanna sighed and looked at Kathryn, “He told you how much he loved, didn’t he?”
“Not exactly, and I fear my reply was even shorter. It took longer to be posted, but it wasn’t really a letter, more of a note: a confirmation to Chakotay’s note.”