Summary: Adapted from this prompt: "Before you leave for work in the morning you always put a second blanket on me, tuck me in, and give me a kiss on the forehead."
Characters: Chakotay, Janeway
Disclaimer: Characters are Paramount’s. No infringement intended.
He rushed over to the biobed and her grimy face creased into a smile. “You’re here.”
“Report, Captain,” he tried to joke, his eyes feverishly taking her in. Making sure she was whole.
“We got the supplies,” she croaked, voice dusty with fatigue. “But I crashed the shuttle.”
His answering laugh was half a sob. He took her hand.
“You really scared me this time.”
Her eyes drifted closed, and he tucked the blanket around her.
“Sweet dreams, Kathryn,” he whispered.
Nobody was looking, so he brushed his lips over her forehead before he returned to the bridge.