Lost Time by Blackcat

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Lost Time - Part Two

by BlackCat

Disclaimer: The characters are the property of Paramount. I just like playing with them a little. Neither I nor Paramount are making any money off of this story.

WARNING: This is a C/P story, involving sex between two men. If this doesn't float your boat, don't read it. Simple? I think so. If you are under the age of 18, leave now while you still can.

Also, I'm not very "technology oriented", so pardon my attempts at adding technology if they don't make sense. And to Stef, who helped me with my grammar, spelling and making sure I don't repeat myself, virtual hugs and kisses. If you find any mistakes, I'm to blame, not her.

B'Elanna and Harry worked to find out exactly what happened to Tom's shuttle. The final modifications made to the shuttle caused the warp signature to be unusually strong, so they were able to follow it. They had been following the signature for nearly two months, but hadn't come close to finding Tom.

Chakotay tried to keep himself as busy as possible. He worked double shifts on the bridge when he could, anything to keep from going to his quarters - the quarters that he and Tom had practically shared together. There were so many reminders of his lover there. An extra uniform, a few of his vids, the pajamas he was wearing during their first intimate evening together. Whenever he was in his quarters he felt so alone. He missed Tom, deeply. He never knew how much Tom had wrapped himself around his heart - didn't realize the void Tom filled in his life until he was gone.

The worst part was not knowing what happened. Something obviously went wrong, but until they could find him, they wouldn't know what. B'Elanna and Harry were working on it, but they were no closer to finding out what happened than they were a month ago. It was so frustrating. The Captain had been sympathetic to Chakotay and attempted to help as much as she could, but nothing would help. Nothing except getting his lover back. He didn't even get a chance to share with Tom the depth of his feelings for him.


The next two and a half months seemed to drag for Tom. He was having a difficult time making the repairs on the ship. With time travel, he was way out of his realm of expertise. Whenever he thought he had it right, he would run a diagnostic and find another problem he had overlooked. It was becoming more and more frustrating as the days went by.

The only diversion he had was his newfound friendship with Andy. The only drawback about their relationship, however, was that he reminded him so much of Chakotay it made his heart ache. Sometimes, they would be talking and Andy would smile or laugh, and it was Chakotay he saw.

It didn't help that he knew Andy wanted to extend their friendship to something much more. He'd throw little hints his way, and Tom would do his best to avoid them, changing the subject whenever he started. Andy was also becoming difficult to lose each evening. He knew he couldn't let him follow him to the hidden shuttle. Andy had asked Tom about where he lived several times. Tom lied and told him he was staying with a relative who was very particular about visitors. He didn't know how long he would be able to keep that lie going, but for now, it seemed to be working. On different occasions, Andy had asked Tom to join him for dinner at his apartment, but Tom refused. He knew what might happen if he were alone with this man and he wasn't willing to set himself up for a fall. Talk about screwing up the time line!

Almost every day, he would meet Andy at the student center on the Manoa campus. He felt he needed a diversion from the repairs when they overwhelmed him. One evening, they decided to go down to Waikiki. There was a lot of excitement there. The streets were filled with tourists, either shopping or going to shows. Andy and Tom stopped to watch a mini version of the Polynesian Culture Center's show. They had a brief show, usually in a large open area to try to encourage tourists to take one of their tours. *They still do this show in the 24th century* Tom thought to himself. Sometimes the performers wore traditional Hawaiian outfits - beautiful bright colors with leis around their necks and flower garlands around their heads. It was a wonderful show and Tom found that he was thoroughly enjoying himself. When Tom mentioned that he might want to attend one of the tours, Andy told him it was a tourist trap and he could show him around the island just as well.

Andy was pleased that Tom was having a good time. He couldn't quite figure out why Tom continued to evade the subject of them going out. He didn't think that Tom was opposed to being with a man, but he knew it was something. Suddenly he remembered something that Tom said to him once. When the show was over and they began to make their way to their respective homes, Andy decided to see if he could get information out of Tom.

"So Tom, why don't you tell me about this friend of yours who looks so much like me."

Tom was definitely caught off guard. "Why are you asking about him?"

"I just figured whoever he is, he must be very important to you," said Andy. "Is he your lover?"

Another blunt question. Boy, he certainly didn't believe in beating around the bush did he? "Yeah, he is."

"It figures. The best looking man I've seen in a long time and he has someone in his life already," he said in a defeated voice. "And he looks like me?"

"Actually," Tom began, "you two could be twins."

"Well, what's his name?" inquired Andy. "Maybe we're related."

*Funny he should say that* thought Tom. "His name is Chakotay."

"What, no last name?"

"No, just Chakotay," Tom murmured. Andy looked at Tom as he spoke of his lover. He looked so sad that all Andy wanted to do was hold him and make the pain go away.

"So I take it you two broke up?" he inquired, concern evident in his voice. Concern that didn't go unnoticed by Tom. Andy was so much like Chakotay it was almost scary. His voice, the way he smiled, the look he had when he was concerned about something or someone. It would be easy for Tom to fall for him. But he couldn't, for so many reasons. He had to keep reciting them to himself. Chakotay was waiting for him in his own time period and he wanted so badly to be with him, if he ever got home again.

"Actually, we didn't break up, we, well..." Tom hesitated.

"It's ok, Tom. You don't have to tell me," said Andy. "You must really love him."

All Tom could do was nod. Having Chakotay so far away from him was more than he could bear to think about at that moment. "Andy, you have no idea how much I miss him," he barely choked out.

Andy couldn't stand to see such sadness in Tom's eyes. He gathered Tom in his arms for a comforting hug. All Tom could do was melt into the embrace. *Spirits he even feels like him* he thought, as he was being held by this beautiful man. Not realizing it he began to nuzzle Andy's neck as he held him. *He even smells like him* he thought as he heard a small moan escape Andy which shocked him into reality.

"Oh, I'm sorry Andy, " he said, pulling away abruptly.

"Don't be sorry," he said. Tom barely made eye contact with Andy, he was so embarrassed by what he did.

"Look, maybe it wasn't such a good idea for me to hug you," Andy said, "I know you are hurting, maybe I should back off for now - give you some time."

"Right," Tom replied. After an awkward silence, Tom continued with, "Maybe I should go now."

"Let me walk you home," Andy suggested.

"No, I'll be fine."

"I won't come in, your relatives won't even know I'm there."

"I'll see you tomorrow." Tom kissed Andy on the cheek and quickly walked away.

"He's just too damned secretive. Where does he go off to every night anyway?" Andy said out loud to no one. He decided he would follow Tom to find out why he didn't want anyone to know where he lived. Tom walked a long distance on a small pathway through the dense foliage in Tantalus. The path looked like it was made recently. Andy was beginning to think that he would never reach his house. But to Andy's surprise, Tom didn't go to any house, but rather a gave in Punchbowl. Immediately, Andy thought Tom was homeless. Why else would he be living in a cave? Andy decided at that moment that he would go in the cave and insist that Tom come stay with him. He had room in his apartment and he would do anything for a friend. He went into the cave where he saw a faint light down a large wide tunnel. He followed the light, and his eyes nearly fell out of their sockets from what he saw. Deep inside the cave was a rather large metal shelter of some sort. It had a hatch that was open, and inside of the shelter he saw Tom sitting at what looked like the most advanced computer system he had ever seen! He slowly made his way to the shelter, careful not to let Tom know he was watching him.

Tom had been working on his latest project yet again, and was about to do another diagnostic before calling it a night. "Computer, run a diagnostic of the shuttle's warp nacells and tell me if the modifications are correct."

"Working," said the computer. Andy was amazed. He'd never seen technology like this before. They were just now beginning to utilize voice recognition computers - dictation purposes and Internet use, but not like this.

"Diagnostic complete. Your modifications are off by 47%," was the monotone reply of the computer.

"Damn," Tom said, hitting the console. "Ok computer, calculate the error, and save the information."

"Calculations complete."

Tom decided he would work on it more the next day. He got up and began removing his shirt and pants and was about to get comfortable on one of the cots, when he heard some noise outside the shuttle. He grabbed a phaser and cautiously walked outside of the shuttle. "Who's there?" he said, pointing the phaser in the direction of the noise.

"It's me! Don't shoot!" said Andy.

Tom face went from cautious to relieved that it was only Andy. He lowered his phaser and asked, "What are you doing here?" exasperated that he hadn't checked to see if he were being followed.

All Andy could do was look at him and the shuttlecraft in amazement. "What is this thing, Tom? I've never seen anything like this before!"

Tom didn't see any reason to withhold the truth from him now. He'd seen the evidence himself. "That's because it hasn't been invented yet."


"Come in, Andy, and I'll try to explain," said Tom, gesturing for Andy to sit on one of the cots. "Now, I know this is going to be hard for you to believe, but I'm not from this time period. I'm from 400 years in the future."

Andy would have laughed in Tom's face had he not been sitting inside the shuttle. But a small part of him still didn't believe it. "Oh come on Tom. Are... are you saying you're from the 24th century?"

"Yep. You found me out. Well, at least I don't have to hide it from you now." Tom looked at Andy and saw the skepticism in his eyes. "You don't believe me do you? Ok, I'll prove it. Go outside and get a rock from the cave."

Andy did what he suggested and came back with a rock about the size of a small cantaloupe. He handed it to Tom and watched him sit it on the floor of the shuttle.

"Sit down, Andy," he said. "I'm going to transport this rock from the floor of the shuttle to the spot next to you." Andy thought that Tom had lost his mind. He knew he was wasting his time, but he decided to humor him. "Ok Tom, I can't wait to see this trick."

"It's not a trick, it's 24th century technology," replied Tom. He took his comm badge and rested it on top of the rock. "Computer, lock on to the coordinates of my comm badge and beam it one meter from it's current position."

Much to Andy's disbelief, the rock disappeared and rematerialized next to him on the cot, Tom's comm badge sitting on top of it. "My God, I thought you were joking," said Andy as he picked up the rock and comm badge. "What kind of technology is this?"

"It's called a transporter. It's a matter-energy conversion device," he said, sitting down next to Andy. "It turns matter into energy, transports it to a different location, then reassembles the matter into its original form."

Andy was almost speechless. "That means they'll perfect it."

"What are you talking about?" asked Tom

"Oh, a few months ago," Andy began, "an article came out in the local newspaper about these scientists that discovered how to transport light from one location to another." He sat there examining the rock and comm badge. "When I read the article I didn't believe it at first, but now..."

"Well, it had to start sometime," Tom replied.

"What, I mean, how did you get to this time period?" asked Andy, still somewhat overwhelmed by what he just learned.

"Something went wrong with the warp nacells on the ship."

"This ship has warp capability?"

"That's right, you know about warp speed?" Tom was surprised. His days at the Academy taught him that Zefram Cochran was the man who discovered warp speed on earth.

"Yes, we know of its concept, but we've never been able to prove it," Andy said while looking around the shuttle. "This is amazing!"

"Well, I shouldn't have even let you see this. You have to promise me that this will go no further than this room. Please. If you tell someone, it could cause a major shift in time. The repercussions could be disastrous," Tom voiced, "Promise me you won't tell anyone about this."

"I promise, Tom," Andy said, looking deep into Tom's eyes. Tom almost melted into his gaze, the way he would when Chakotay looked at him like that.

"Thanks," he said breaking the stare.

"Maybe I can help you get home."

"How? I mean, no offense, but you don't know anything about this type of technology."

"No," Andy said, "but I do know of the concept of warp drive and how it fits into quantum physics."

After considering Andy's offer, Tom said, "No, I can't let you help me." Even if he let him see any more of the technology he could be changing history. "The less you know right now the better."

"Ok, no problem," he said somewhat disappointed. "Well, do you mind if I stay here tonight? It's a long way to my apartment."

Tom was too tired to argue with him about all the reasons he shouldn't stay. "Sure, why not," was Tom's reply. "You can sleep over there," pointing to the cot on the other side of the shuttle.

Andy got up and went over to the other cot. He began removing his shirt with his back facing Tom. It amazed him how much this man looked like Chakotay. His skin, the contours of his back, the shape of his arms and shoulders, everything about him mirrored his lover. He was absolutely gorgeous.

Andy settled himself on the cot, covering his body with a blanket. He saw Tom was looking at him with such an intensity, it surprised him. "Tom, tell me about Chakotay," he said.

"Oh, well we didn't break up obviously. He's back in my time period."

"I figured as much," Andy replied. "You really love him don't you?"

"More than anything in the universe. He's kind and gentle, a very honorable man. He is very much respected on my ship. And it's funny, if you had asked me eight months ago if we would be in a relationship together, I'd have laughed in your face. Now, I can't imagine my life without him. I miss him so much. I didn't even get a chance to tell him I loved him." He stopped for fear his voice would break.

"He sounds like a wonderful person. Do you have a picture of him?" Andy asked.

"Yeah," Tom got up to get a padd that contained his personal logs and a few pictures, then joined Andy on his cot. He showed Andy a picture they had taken on their last shore leave. They were standing on a beach waving at Harry who took the picture, with their arms around each other's waist.

"Wow," Andy replied


"He looks like my brother Joshua, exactly like him, minus the tattoo."

"I didn't know you had a brother," Tom said.

"Yeah, he's my older brother. He and his family live in San Francisco."

"Does he have children?"

"Yes, two. A boy, Anthony Michael, and a girl, Gabrielle Renee."

"You planning on having children some day?" Tom asked.

"No, for two reasons, first off, the only way I could is to be with a woman, and that's not happening any time soon. And second, I can't because of health reasons."

"Health reasons?" Tom asked incredulously. "You look as healthy as an ox!"

"Yes, I do don't I?" Andy said jokingly. But then his expression turned painfully serious as he said, "Looks can be deceiving. I've got the HIV virus."

Tom was thinking back in his mind trying to recall what HIV stood for. Then the realization set in and he just looked at Andy with sad eyes. "God Andy, I had no idea."

"Well, it's not something I just go around advertising to everyone. But when I find myself getting close to someone, like now, I tell them if the subject comes up."

"I'm so sorry." Tom did everything in his power to keep from even liking Andy but that was impossible. He was so much like Chakotay, even his personality was the same. And he found that he had genuine feelings for him. He knew that having HIV would eventually mean he would die - possibly a lot sooner than he should. And the way things looked, he may end up spending the rest of his life in the 20th century. He had already lost Chakotay, he didn't think he could bear to lose anyone else. He reached over and embraced Andy, and as he did, all the emotions he had been holding in, his deep sorrow as a result of being away from his lover, and the news that Andy was HIV positive, came crashing on him like shock waves from an exploding star. He held Andy tightly as he cried, deep sobs racking his body.

Andy didn't know what to do. He expected he would be a little saddened but not like this. "It's ok, Tom, really," he said as he rubbed his back and allowed Tom to let out all of his emotions.

Finally, the waves subsided and Tom was able to speak again. "I'm so sorry. It's just that I've already lost Chakotay, I don't think I can bear to lose you too, especially if I have to stay here and right now, that's a pretty strong possibility."

"I didn't know you felt that strongly for me," Andy said, wiping the tears from Tom's face. He looked deep into Tom's eyes and said, "You are so beautiful you know that? And you're such a wonderful person. Chakotay is lucky to have you." Andy leaned in and gave Tom a tentative kiss.

Tom didn't intend to return the kiss, but he couldn't help it. He was so much like his lover. He even felt like him. He leaned in and captured Andy's lips in a deep passionate kiss that weakened his knees. He felt himself slowly losing control and before that happened, reality set in and he stopped.

"I can't do this Andy," he breathed. "There's still the possibility that I'll get home. What then? I can't take you with me. And I do care for you, but I don't love you. I love Chakotay. I don't want to use you like that."

"You're not using me," Andy said while caressing Tom's back. "You've been in such anguish these past few months, and I wasn't even aware of its depth. Let me comfort you, please."

Andy's words were said with such overwhelming tenderness, Tom was lost. He melted under Andy's gaze and as he was pulled in for another kiss, he said an inward prayer and asked that Chakotay would be able to forgive him for what was about to happen.


Tom's head was reeling from the passion being lavished on him from Andy. He was an expert lover, knowing exactly where to touch, where to kiss. He wasn't quite sure how it happened, but both were naked and lying on the cot, Andy on top of Tom, melting into his body. Tom could feel Andy's hardness against his own and he wrapped his legs around him to pull him impossibly closer. Soft sighs escaped from Tom as Andy kissed a long wet trail from Tom's ears to his neck, then capturing his lips once more for an ice melting kiss. He was such a tender lover. Tom's hands were caressing every part of Andy's body. It was so different, yet seemed so familiar. Andy looked deep into Tom's brilliant blue eyes and was overwhelmed by the desire he saw there. He slowly trailed two fingers down the side of Tom's face and said "You are so beautiful, so beautiful," before kissing his lips again, parting them with his tongue.

Tom thought he would dissolve right then and there. He felt so alone here, even though he saw Andy almost daily. It had been so long since anyone loved him, and he truly did miss Chakotay. All those feelings were momentarily forgotten, however, as Andy began slowly working his way down his chest, settling on one nipple, licking and sucking until it was hard. Tom was writhing now, threading his hands through the thick soft hair on Andy's head. Then he gasped when he felt the incredible warmth of Andy's mouth enclose on his ridged member. He sucked slowly at first, twirling his tongue around the tip, then relaxing his throat muscles, he took Tom deep into his mouth. His continued sucking was bringing Tom to the point of no return, when all of a sudden he stopped. Tom was panting then slowly began to wonder what Andy was doing.

Andy had bent down and grabbed his pants. He was searching through the pockets when he found what it was he was looking for. He pulled the small package out and opened it.

"What are you doing?" breathed Tom.

"We have to be safe. I don't want to infect you." Andy replied as he rolled a condom on to his hardened cock. As Andy was doing that, Tom took the opportunity to open one of the compartments on the side of the cot where he had some lube stashed. He handed it to Andy who prepared his fingers with it. Using one finger, he began to circle the tight opening to Tom's body. Then, as he leaned over and kissed Tom deeply, his tongue thoroughly exploring the other man's mouth, his finger slipped gently inside.

Tom lost all train of coherent thought as he felt Andy's fingers sliding in and out of him. Experiencing a brief sense of loss once the fingers withdrew, his lover took hold of his ankles, lifting them so they rested on his shoulders. Soon, Tom felt the incredible sensation of Andy's cock pressing its way into his body.

Andy slowly thrust into Tom, careful not to hurt him. He felt so good, so right, that it was an effort to maintain control until he was buried deep inside. He lay on top of Tom, feeling his hard cock against his stomach. Andy reached down and wrapped his fingers around Tom's cock, pumping it in time with his own thrusts. He saw stars each time he pushed himself into Tom's tight channel. Tom pulled his face closer to his, kissing him deeply, increasing the incredible passion between them. Finally, he reached the point of no return, and emptied himself within the beautiful body beneath him.

Tom lay there feeling this man entering his body, thinking the whole time of his lover back home, how he felt so much like Andy did now. It was like he was at home, being made love to by Chakotay. As his climax neared, he said in the deep tendrils of his mind, hoping somehow that Chakotay could hear and sense it, *I love you Chakotay, please forgive me* and he came so hard, the deck of the shuttle seemed to move underneath them.


Chakotay had been meditating a while, attempting to calm his spirit. He had been so distressed lately because of Tom's disappearance that he thought he couldn't go on. All of a sudden, he felt a wave of emotion, emotion that he hadn't felt since the last time he and Tom were together. It was filled with love and longing and he knew it was from Tom. It troubled him briefly that along with the feeling of love, he also felt a deep feeling of regret. He really didn't understand why he felt the regret, but at that point it didn't matter. Tom was still alive, and although he couldn't physically prove it, he knew in his heart that his lover was all right and would be home with them soon.


Voyager continued on its course, following the warp trail of the shuttle. B'Elanna and Harry spent countless hours working to retrieve Tom. The Captain assigned Harry to Engineering until they could find him. His expertise with warp drive would be beneficial. That and the fact that he seemed to be the only one who could calm B'Elanna when she became frustrated. B'Elanna would recite some very explicit Klingon swear words whenever they came close, but not close enough to getting an answer. Harry seemed to be the only one that could help her focus on the problem.

One evening long after the alpha shift had ended, B'Elanna couldn't sleep. She went down to Engineering to run more tests on the signature they were following. She had been working for almost two hours, scanning the signature with randomly different variances when she was startled by the feeling of warm hands encircling her waist and soft lips nuzzling her neck. She immediately relaxed into Harry's warm embrace.

"I thought you were sleeping."

"I was, but when I woke up and you weren't there, I figured you ventured down here," Harry murmured. "Why don't you come back to bed?"

"You go ahead, I'll stay here and monitor the... "

Before she could finish the sentence, Harry turned her to face him and captured her lips in a searing kiss that took her breath away. Harry was the best kisser B'Elanna had ever had the pleasure of kissing. His full lips descending on hers was enough to break her resolve.

"Oh hell, forget the tests," she growled as she and Harry practically raced out of Engineering. They almost made it, but the computer chirped, signaling that it had found something different in the scans she was running.

"Wait, let me check the findings before we leave," B'Elanna said as she went over to the console. B'Elanna read the display and gestured for Harry to join her.

"How could it have been this simple!" she exclaimed.

"I don't know why we didn't think of this before," Harry expressed. "Kim to Chakotay,"

"Chakotay here, go ahead,"

"Chakotay, I think we've found what may have happened to Tom. B'Elanna and I are in Engineering."

"I'm on my way, Chakotay out," he said, bolting out of his quarters to Engineering, while contacting the Captain and asking her to meet him there, as well.


"Are you saying that Tom may have been sent either forward or backward in time?" questioned the Captain. All four officers were standing in Engineering wearing night clothes.

"Exactly!" said B'Elanna. "Trouble is, we won't know which direction he went in unless we follow the warp signature into the spatial rip."

"Ok, say we do follow the warp signature, how do we get back to our own time?"

"That's where we run into a problem," B'Elanna replied.

"Not necessarily," said Harry. "A while back I was talking to Seven and she told me that the Borg were present during the first warp flight done by Zefram Cochrane. She said the Borg went back to that time period in an attempt to assimilate the Federation before it even started, but they didn't succeed due to the Enterprise-E's Captain, Jean Luc Picard,"

"Enterprise-E? There's no Enterprise E that I'm aware of," said Janeway.

"According to Seven there is. It's a long story," Harry noted. "Anyway, if we could somehow incorporate that technology into our ship's systems, maybe we can come back to our own time period that way."

"This may even provide a way for us to return to our own time in the Alpha quadrant," expressed the Captain. She hit her comm badge "Janeway to Seven,"

"Seven here, Captain,"

"Report to Engineering at once."

"Yes Captain. I'm on my way," Seven said, and the link was cut.

The Captain considered all the information received from her two officers. She then looked at Chakotay, who for the first time in a long while, seemed happy and hopeful. There was finally some hope that they could find Tom, and at the same time, an additional possibility they could get home.

"How soon can the modifications be made?" asked Chakotay.

"Two hours, with Seven's help," replied B'Elanna.

"Use whatever personnel you need and notify me when you've completed the modifications," stated the Captain. After giving Chakotay's arm a gentle squeeze, she turned and left Engineering, making a mental note to question Seven regarding the Enterprise.

Chakotay turned to B'Elanna and said, "Is there anything else you'll need?"

"Just for you to go back to your quarters and rest. Don't worry, we've got it under control. We'll call you as soon as we're ready to make the flight," she said smiling. Chakotay smiled back and took his leave of Engineering, just as Seven arrived. He was too wound up to sleep. Tom would be home soon and he could hardly wait. He was like a kid on his birthday, he was so excited.

Two hours later, the modifications were made and they were slowly coming up on the spatial rip. As Voyager approached it, there was a brilliant flash of light. When the bridge crew opened their eyes, they looked at the view screen and saw Earth. "Mr. Kim, ascertain what year this is," ordered Janeway.

"The year is 1998. We've gone back to the late 20th century," answered Harry.

"Scan the planet for any Federation signature," Chakotay ordered, inwardly praying that they would find Tom's shuttle.


Tom was lying in the cot with Andy snuggled next to him, deep in thought. How could he have let his emotions and hormones get away from him like that? Andy was sleeping soundly next to him. Tom thought he was so beautiful, and began to gently caress the soft waves of his black hair. He lay there contemplating what to do about this new relationship he seemed to have embarked on, when his comm badge chirped.

"Voyager to Shuttlecraft Cochrane," said Captain Janeway

He grabbed his comm badge from the floor, "Paris to Voyager. Boy am I glad to hear from you!" he said as Andy began to stir.

"Glad to hear from you, as well Tom," replied Janeway.

Tom got up, hastily put on his pants and a shirt and walked over to the viewscreen. He pressed the control to activate the screen and saw the Captain and Chakotay looking at him.

Chakotay beamed. "Tom, it's really you!"

"Chakotay, oh, you don't know how much I've missed you!" exclaimed Tom. He was so overjoyed at the sight of his lover that he almost forgot that the Captain was on screen, as well.

"There will be time enough for a reunion later, gentlemen," Janeway said with a smile. "Right now, we need to get you off the planet and into our shuttle bay. Can you fly the shuttle up to the ship?"

"Yes, Captain. The nacells were damaged, but the impulse engines are operable. I'll need you to disrupt the satellites in order for me to pass by undetected, however."

"No problem. Let us know when you're ready," said the Captain.


"Yes, Chakotay?"

"Hurry up okay?" Chakotay said, smiling.

"As soon as I can," Tom replied as he touched the screen where Chakotay's face was before it went blank.

"So they're here for you, huh?" said Andy.

At the sight of Chakotay, Tom had momentarily forgotten about Andy. What was he going to do about him? His mind was racing, trying to figure out a way to rectify the situation without hurting Andy. Then he came up with an idea.

"Yeah, they're here," he replied.

"I was afraid of that." Andy's gaze moved from Tom to the floor. When he looked up, tears had welled up in his eyes, but he refused to let them fall. "I knew I shouldn't have let myself fall in love with you."

*Damn.* thought Tom. This gave him even more incentive for what he was about to do. After using the shuttle's sonic shower to freshen up, he began to put on his uniform and make preparations to fly the shuttle back to Voyager while he talked. "That's the exact reason why I didn't want things to progress the way they did."

"I know," Andy said, as he began to put his clothes on, "but it wouldn't have mattered whether we made love or not, I fell for you some time ago."

Tom went over and slowly put away the cot, throwing the soiled sheets in the refresher and disposing of the used condom and wrapper. While Andy's back was turned, he grabbed a hypospray filled with a sedative and turned to face Andy, with it hidden behind his back. The move went completely unnoticed by Andy.

Tom walked over to Andy and put his arms around his neck, an innocent move that was not met suspiciously. Andy gently placed his arms around Tom's waist as Tom said, "Andy, I do have feelings for you, but I love Chakotay. And I can't take you with me, I hope you can forgive me. I should have never taken advantage of you like that."

Andy let his tears flow freely now, which broke Tom's heart. He looked deep into Tom's eyes and said, "Will I ever see you again?"

"Maybe someday, you will," Tom replied. He placed his empty hand on the side of Andy's tearstained face, kissed him one last time, and pressed the hypospray into his neck. Andy was out cold. Tom gently lowered Andy's limp body on the deck of the shuttle, signaled for the Captain to disrupt the satellite and piloted the shuttle out of the cave and into space to meet Voyager.


Once the shuttle docked safely in Voyager's shuttle bay, the hatch opened and Tom stepped out. He looked around until he saw the familiar face of his lover enter the bay. They were in each other's arms in moments, all thought of proper Starfleet protocol forgotten. "I can't believe it's you," Tom uttered. "I thought I might never see you again," he said, looking into Chakotay's eyes.

"Spirits, I've missed you so much Tom," Chakotay whispered while softly caressing Tom's face. He then rested his forehead against Tom's and said, "You don't know how worried I've been, all I could think was that I had to find you." And he kissed Tom softly as if he were something precious and fragile that had to be handled with the utmost care. The Captain entered just as they separated.

"Captain, I have a passenger." said Tom. "We need to get him to sickbay and wipe his memory of me and the shuttle."

"Janeway to the Doctor, report to the shuttle bay."

"On my way, Captain," said the Doctor.

"Who is he?" Janeway asked as she went inside the shuttle. She took one look and Tom's passenger, then to Chakotay. "My God," she said as she bent down and touched his face, "the resemblance is remarkable!"

"Yeah, it is," said Tom, somewhat surprised that the Captain had touched Andy the way she did.

Chakotay couldn't believe what he was seeing. He felt like he was looking at himself when he was 21 years old. "He must be one of my ancestors," he managed to say. He tentatively reach out to touch him, then changed his mind. "This is so weird," Chakotay voiced. "What's his name?"

"Andrew. Andrew James," Tom replied.

"He is one of my ancestors," Chakotay confirmed.

"How do you know?" asked the Captain.

"James is my last name," Chakotay said, and successfully shocked everyone who was standing in the shuttle bay. Just then, the Doctor arrived and after entering the shuttle, began scanning Andy.

"We need to get him to sickbay in order for me to wipe his memory," said the Doc.

"Wait, must you wipe his entire memory?" asked Tom.

"No, we can isolate the brain patterns that contain his most recent memories of you and the shuttle," replied the Doctor. "No permanent memory loss will be experienced."

Tom let out a sigh of relief as two officers placed Andy on a grav-bed and led him to sickbay. "Mr. Paris, you'll need to report to sick bay as well."

"I'm fine Doc," Tom said in protest, but the Doctor insisted.

"Tom, report to sick bay. After being away from Voyager for so long, you require a check up. I expect to see you in five minutes." He stated and exited the shuttle bay.

"Guess I don't have much of a choice," said Tom.

"No, apparently not," replied Chakotay and he immediately went to gather Tom in his arms again. Janeway graciously gave them a few moments and returned to the bridge.

"Chakotay, I really was beginning to wonder if I'd ever see you again," Tom admitted.

"You didn't think I would have stopped looking for you, did you?"

"No, I didn't really. But all things considered, if you couldn't figure out how to find me, the Captain would have insisted that Voyager continue on without me," Tom said.

"It wouldn't have mattered, I wouldn't have stopped looking," Chakotay voiced, "even if I had to take a shuttle and fly at warp 10 to recreate the accident, I would have found you."

"Chakotay, there's something I want to tell you, I..."

"Janeway to Chakotay,"

"Chakotay here, go ahead."

"We need you here on the bridge."

"On my way, Captain," he said. "I have to go."

"I know, and I have to go to sickbay before the Doc sends security after me," Tom said caressing Chakotay's arms.

"Don't worry. We'll make up for lost time soon," said Chakotay and he captured Tom's lips for a long sensual kiss, before reluctantly letting go of his lover and heading for the Bridge.

Tom went to sickbay as instructed. Once he arrived he saw the Doctor standing over Andy as he lay on one of the biobeds.

"Tom, are you aware this man has the HIV virus?" he said looking concerned.

"Yeah, I know," Tom said, sadness immediately engulfing him.

"From the scan I did of his body, I've found traces of your DNA in the form of sperm on parts of his body. Have you been sexually active with this individual?" the Doctor asked in his dry, professional medical voice.

"Yeah, I have," Tom admitted. "But I don't want anyone to know about this, understand? Especially Chakotay. I mean, I want to be the one to tell him. I don't want him to find out through the grapevine."

"I would never violate a doctor-patient confidentiality," the Doctor stated in a matter-of-fact way. "He'll never hear it from me. I am, however, concerned with you." He began scanning Tom's body with the tricorder and was relieved to find no trace of the HIV virus in his body.

"What are you doing, Doc?" asked Tom.

"Just making sure you have not contracted the virus," replied the Doctor. "And I'm happy and relieved to see that you haven't."

"I could have told you that Doc," protested Tom.

"Well, I've successfully wiped his memory of any trace of you and the shuttle," stated the Doctor, ignoring Tom's protest. "You can beam him down to the surface any time. Just give the transporter room the coordinates."

"Doc, can we give him the cure for HIV?"

"Mr. Paris, you know I can't do that," replied the Doctor.

"Yeah, I know. Just thought I'd ask. Can I be alone with him for a minute?"

After careful consideration, the Doctor reluctantly gave in. "Ok, but not for long. The sedative you gave him will wear off within the hour, so the sooner we get him back to the planet, the better. Computer, end the emergency medical holographic program," he stated and faded out of the room.

The moment the Doctor disappeared, Tom, using a technique he learned from his prison days, researched and replicated the cure for the HIV virus without alerting any sensors aboard Voyager. He then prepared a hypospray and walked over to Andy. While gently caressing the soft curls that loosely draped his forehead, he said, "You look so much like him, Andy. I wish you could get to know him. If for some reason, I wasn't able to return to my time, to Chakotay, I know I would have been happy with you." Tom pressed the hypospray into Andy's neck. "Consider this a thank you for being my friend." And he reached down and lightly brushed a kiss across Andy's lips.

After he replaced the hypospray, he grabbed a portable sonic shower and cleaned any trace of his DNA off of Andy's body. Then he contacted the transporter room and gave them the coordinates for Andy's apartment. Tom notified Janeway that he was ready to beam Andy back to the planet, and watched as Andy disappeared from sickbay, rematerializing in his own bed, in his own apartment.


While Tom was saying his good byes to Andy in sick bay, the rest of the crew was preparing to return to the 24th century. Using the modifications made in Engineering, Janeway ordered the pilot on duty to return the ship through the spatial rip. They were hoping that with the additional modifications made by Seven, they would end up in Federation space. But the situation was touch and go. They had no way of knowing where they would end up until they actually made it back.

Voyager entered the spatial rip, and when the light disappeared, Janeway said, "Mr. Kim, have we returned to our own time?"

"That's affirmative, Captain. However, we're not in Federation space."

"Very well, Mr. Kim. Helm, set a course for..."

"Captain, wait!" shouted Harry. "We may not be in Federation space, but we've traveled 62,000 light years from our previous location!"

"That means," Janeway gasped as the realization of Harry's words hit her, "we're only three years away from home?"

As the news spread throughout the ship, cheers could be heard on every deck. Janeway regarded the bridge crew as they rejoiced at the news, and couldn't hide her own happiness. She noticed that even though Chakotay was as pleased as everyone else about being only three years from home, he was also anxiously awaiting to be relieved of duty. "Go." She said, "Take the next two days off, and tell Tom it's good to have him back."

"Thank you, Captain," Chakotay said with smile. He quickly exited the bridge and went to his quarters hoping to find Tom there.

Tom had left sickbay and went to his quarters to change, shower, and grab a bite to eat. He had just finished his meal and was about to go to the bridge when the ship went through the spacial rip. Shortly after, Captain Janeway made a ship-wide announcement that Voyager was three years away from home. After the shouting ceased, he heard his comm badge chirp.

"Chakotay to Paris."

"Paris here."

"Meet me in my quarters, I'll be there shortly."

"On my way, Chakotay." Tom all but sprinted to his quarters.

Tom made it there in record time. He punched in the code and entered. Everything was the same, although he could see used candles in front of a small table where Chakotay had obviously been meditating. He went into the bedroom where he noticed a padd on the night stand, along with a few other items. He picked it up and saw that it was the last few entries of Chakotay's personal log. Knowing he probably shouldn't, but not being able to help himself, he began reading. *Personal Log, Stardate 49317.2 It has been almost three months since Tom has been gone. I am so discouraged. We're no closer to finding him than we were when he first disappeared, and I'm so miserable. I miss him so much it hurts. The short time we've been together has made me realize he is the most wonderful person I've ever been with. And I never even got a chance to tell him how deep my feelings are for him. When we find him, I intend to tell him. Tell him how much I..."

"Tom, you here?"

"In the bedroom," Tom said, and quickly replaced the padd on the nightstand.

Chakotay stepped into the bedroom and immediately embraced Tom. For a long moment they just stood there, holding each other, as if to convince themselves that the other man was real.

"God, I've missed you," said Tom.

"I've been lost without you, Tom. I could hardly function," Chakotay replied as he began to gently stroke Tom's back. He looked into his lover's eyes as he removed Tom's uniform.

Tom's hands began to mimic Chakotay's - removing his uniform. Both desperately wanted to feel the other's skin, as if to confirm the reality. Soon both were naked, Chakotay beneath Tom's body.

"Chakotay, I've missed you so much, so much," Tom breathed, kissing a trail up and down Chakotay's neck.

"Tom," Chakotay moaned as his chest was being kissed, licked and sucked by his persistent lover. "Oh baby, how I've missed you. I could barely function without you," he whispered just before Tom descended on his lips, parting them with his tongue.

Tom could feel Chakotay's hands caressing his body. His nails gently moving up and down his back sent a chill through him as he kissed his lover. He reluctantly pulled his lips away from Chakotay and looked deep into his beautiful brown eyes. The love and desire he saw there startled him.

Time seemed to stand still. They were breathing heavily as they gazed into each other's eyes. Tom reached out and placed his hand on the side of Chakotay's cheek. "You are so beautiful, Chakotay, everything about you, your skin, your eyes, God, I love you so much," he whispered and without waiting for a response, kissed Chakotay deeply.

Tom slowly kissed his way down Chakotay's torso, pausing at one nipple and seductively twirling his tongue around it. Chakotay moaned as Tom leisurely traveled down his body until he was between Chakotay's legs, nuzzling his inner thigh.

Chakotay was completely overwhelmed at the sensations Tom evoked from his body. He could feel Tom's warm breath on his thigh and then felt the moist warmth he'd missed so much enclose his erect member.

Tom took Chakotay into his mouth and sucked hard, enjoying the feel of his lover in his mouth. It had been so long and he wanted to re-experience every sensation he had done without. He quickened his pace and felt Chakotay's fingers thread their way through his hair. He could tell his lover was getting close and continued his pace, wanting him to feel immense pleasure.

"Tom I, I can't hold it," Chakotay groaned before he erupted in Tom's mouth, wave after wave washing through his body as Tom continued to accept every last drop from his lover.

Tom moved toward Chakotay's face and watched him with lust filled eyes as his orgasm began to subside. Then he sat up and reached into the drawer of the nightstand and pulled out a bottle of oil, lubricated his fingers and his cock while continuing to observe Chakotay as he recovered.

Chakotay was overwhelmed by the sensations he had just experienced. It seemed as though he couldn't move, when he felt a warm, slick finger enter him. It amazed him how good it felt as Tom's fingers pushed in and pulled out of his body. He began moaning as the previous sensations were slowly being brought back to life.

Tom removed his fingers then gently pressed his cock into his lover. He moved slowly, going deeper with each thrust, until he was buried deep inside Chakotay.

Chakotay let Tom have complete control over him. He closed his eyes, feeling the fire build within him. He felt Tom's cock brush his prostate, "Oh yesssss," he murmured over and over as he was being rocked by his lover's powerful thrusts. He was rapidly going over the edge, grabbing Tom's hips and attempting to pull him impossibly deeper in to his body.

"Uhh, this is so good," Tom whispered as he moved within Chakotay, feeling the remarkable warmth and tightness that was his lover surrounding him. Nothing else mattered - not Voyager, not Andy, or all the anguish he felt at being lost in the past. For now, it was just Chakotay and him, their desire rising higher and higher, until both exploded in the heat of passion.

Tom collapsed on Chakotay, breathing heavily, Chakotay not seeming to mind one bit since he was recovering, as well. When he could, Tom reached for a towel that was inside the drawer of the nightstand and used it to dry their bodies. Then he covered them both with the blanket as Chakotay settled into his embrace.

They lay in bed, Chakotay laying on Tom's chest with his arm around him, caressing the other. Then Chakotay remembered what Tom said to him earlier. "Tom, did you mean it?"

"Mean what?" Tom replied, not really knowing what Chakotay was referring to.

"Did you mean it when you said you loved me?"

Chakotay lifted himself up so he could look into Tom's eyes. "Yes, I meant it Chakotay. I promised myself that if I was allowed to see you again, I would tell you."

Chakotay gazed into his eyes and saw nothing but sincerity and love. "I love you, Tom, and I'm not just saying that because it's the appropriate response. I really do love you."

Tom was overwhelmed at the love he saw in Chakotay's eyes. "How long? I mean, how long have you known?"

"Since before our first night together."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Tom asked.

"I was afraid I would scare you off if you realized what I wanted in a relationship," Chakotay admitted. "What I wanted from you."

"Well, if there is one thing that my experience in the 20th century taught me is that you don't always have the time you think you do." Tom paused, took a deep breath and said "Chakotay, there's something else I need to tell you, and you may not like it."

At that moment, Chakotay went through several different emotions within a few seconds. He had no idea what Tom was going to say, but the seriousness in his voice was so unnerving that he thought his worst fear was about to become reality - the fear that Tom, even though he loved him, wouldn't want to be with him. "What is it, Tom?"

"It's about my time in the 20th century, my time with Andy," he replied. Tom sat up in the bed as he tried to think of a quick and painless way to say what he needed to say to Chakotay. As he sat there, wringing his hands nervously, he feared more than anything that Chakotay would leave him. But he had to be honest with him. He loved him too much not to be.

"When I was on Earth, I didn't know if I would ever see you again," he began. "I was working the best way I could to make repairs on the shuttle, but I wasn't getting anywhere because, frankly, time travel is way out of my league."

Chakotay, seeing how hard it was for Tom to talk about this, sat up and took Tom's hand in his own.

"I met Andy the first day I was there," he said. "I actually thought it was you when I first saw him, and was very disappointed when I realized it wasn't."

"Go on," Chakotay urged Tom to speak, even though he was a little frightened at what he might say.

"Well, to make a long story short," he hesitated, not wanting to admit his unfaithfulness to Chakotay.

"Tom, whatever it is, I'm sure we can work it out," Chakotay assured him. "Just tell me."

Tom decided to just come out and say it. "I slept with Andy."

Dead silence followed as Tom's words hit Chakotay like a ton of bricks. Tom hadn't been faithful to him while he was gone. Several things went through his mind at that moment. At first, he entertained the thought that Tom wasn't who he thought he was. That the trip through time caused him to abandon his more honorable behavior and revert back to the playboy he was when he first came aboard Voyager. But he quickly extinguished that thought when he realized who Andy was. He remembered that when he first laid eyes on Andy, it was like looking at a younger version of himself. Almost everything about that man he saw lying on the deck of the shuttle mirrored himself. As the realization hit him as to how Tom could easily fall into Andy's arms, he actually found himself feeling flattered.

"Chakotay, I'm so sorry," Tom apologized, "He was so much like you, and I didn't know when, if ever, I would see you again. I wish I could take it all back. I've hurt you and I'm so sorry. I wouldn't blame you if you didn't want to see me again."

"How could I want that, Tom?" Chakotay asked.

"What?" Tom said, more than a little confused at Chakotay's reaction.

"Tom, last night, while I was meditating, I felt something. Something I had never felt before. It was a feeling of love and longing, and every fiber of my being said it was from you." Chakotay said, looking deep into Tom's bewildered eyes. "But along with that feeling, I also felt a deep sense of regret. It troubled me for a moment. Only a moment. Whatever you had done to make you feel regret wasn't important. You being alive and safe was all that mattered to me."

"So are you saying that you don't mind that I slept with Andy?" Tom replied, hopeful, but confused.

"I'm not ecstatic about the fact that you slept with Andy. But did you do it because you were looking for something to do?"

"No," Tom replied.

"Did you do it because you wanted to add another notch to your belt?"

"Absolutely not," Tom proclaimed. "You know that's not like me, Chakotay. The *old* me, yes, but now? No."

"Did sleeping with Andy make you fall out of love with me and in love with him?"

"No!" Tom said. "In fact, all it did was made me miss you and want to be with you more."

Voicing his earlier thoughts, Chakotay said, "Then considering who Andy was and the circumstances, it's understandable."

"Chakotay, you never cease to amaze me," Tom replied, a slow grin making it's way across his face. "I must be the luckiest man alive to have someone like you in my life."

"Tom, I love you. What you did under those circumstances doesn't matter to me," Chakotay said while looking deep into his sapphire eyes. Then with a playful grin he said, "Just don't let it happen again. You know I'm the jealous type."

Tom's smile reached his eyes as he wrapped his arms around his lover for a tender, loving embrace. At that moment, he loved Chakotay more than he ever thought he could. They silently held each other, for a long time, eventually settling down in the bed, holding one another.

"Chakotay, there's something else I need to tell you."

"You mean there's more?" Chakotay said, with barely disguised fear in his voice.

Tom saw the anxiety in his lover's eyes and quickly reassured him. "It's not a bad thing, at least I don't see it as being bad."

A deep sigh of relief could be heard coming from Chakotay. "What is it, then?"

"I had so long to think while I was away, so much time to contemplate my life and the turn it has taken," he replied while slowly threading his fingers though Chakotay's soft black hair. "Since I came aboard Voyager, my life has changed so much for the better. I'm so happy with what I have now. But all of that, I realized, is nothing without you." He rested his hand on Chakotay's face and said "I'm so glad you are a part of my life Chakotay. I love you, with all my heart, and," he paused, then took a deep breath and continued on, "I want you to marry me."

"What?" Chakotay asked, not quite believing what he just heard.

"I just felt I should to tell you what I wanted. I know it's sudden, and maybe you're not ready for such a big step, but maybe you could at least think about it and..."

"No, wait. Stop!" Chakotay said attempting to halt Tom's rambling. "You actually want to marry me?"

"Yes." Tom replied, hoping his pounding heart couldn't be heard by his lover.

"Are you sure?"

"I've never been more sure about anything in my life, Chakotay."

"There's nothing for me to think about, Tom. Of course I will!"

"Really?" asked Tom

"Really. " Chakotay answered and gathered Tom in a tight embrace. "I want the same thing, Tom, I always have."

From that moment, they knew that they would be together for the rest of their lives. They kissed tenderly for a long while and then drifted into a deep contented sleep.

FINIS (for now)