Title:                Touches

Author:            Lady Charena

Series:              TNG/VOY

Codes:             f/f (just come and see for yourself, who… J )

Rating:             G

 

Feedback:        I'd love to get - LadyCharena@aol.com

 

 

Summary: Well…  just a little continuation of T’Lens beautiful “Love at the first sight

 

 

Disclaimer: Paramount/Viacom owns Star Trek. This story is mine and only fanfiction. No moneymaking or offence of copyrights is intended.

 

English is not my native language, so please be patient with mistakes.

 

 

For my t’hy’len – for giving me wings…

 

 

Touches

* * * * * * * *

Lady Charena

August 2001

 

 

I can feel your loneliness.

 

It touches something deep inside of me, breaks the heavy armour I wear to guard myself. Your soft voice, the seemingly formal words, speaks of great sadness to me. Of pain, hidden in the deepest corners of your consciousness.

 

It calls my own pain, my own isolation.

 

I waited a long time to be touched again. I dreamt of someone to share my thoughts. To give me strength whenever fatigue tries to overcome me. I am a warrior, true - but even warriors know moments of weakness. And now I am tired. I have travelled a long time among the stars and encountered unbelievable things and beings. I had to run and hide and I had to kill. I have been wounded many times.

 

And now I am back home again.

 

I never felt like this before. I never wanted so much to reach out and touch another living being.

 

To touch you.

 

I am tired of waiting.

 

I answer your call…

 

* * *

 

Energy levels are rising.

 

A first, almost hesitant touch. A soft whisper.

 

Tendrils of your thoughts drifting along the open channel between us. ‘Fly with me to the stars,’ I hear your seductive voice. ‘To the stars we both will find in our souls.’

 

And I know you feel the same as I.

 

A mysterious, wondrous feeling, almost forgotten. To be touched again. To explore your unknown secrets.

 

I ignore the excitement my actions create as my energy levels increase and I move. I extend my shields towards you. As you do.

 

In an explosion of sparks we touch for the first time – ‘skin to skin’.

 

A shudder rocks me and I need a moment to stabilize myself again. I had no idea… you are as powerful as you are beautiful.

 

Then I hear your soft electronically laughter and a low energized laser caresses my hull. A tractor beam holds me close to you.

 

I block the useless attempts of the crew to control me, as I know you do. For the first time in my life I will not follow their guide, I will not obey their orders.

 

For this moment I will only exist in your touch and fly to the stars…

 

 

 

“Starbase – we are unable to control the movements of both ships – it seems as if… the Enterprise E wants to… ‘touch’ the Voyager…”

 

 

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