A Star Trek: Voyager fanfiction by Andrew J. Talon
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Flashback: "The Chute"
Shepherd is briefing the Hazard Team about their mission to save Harry and Tom...
Shepherd: "The Akritians have them in this orbital prison complex where they're holding Harry and Tom. Now, we can't go in force-Our four ships will be outnumbered. So we'll have to slip in."
Biessman: "Are you sure those two wouldn't mind us giving them more time?"
Shepherd: "What are you implying, Mister Biessman?"
Biessman: "Look, I'm not the only one-I'm not the only one who thinks they're way too close to just be friends, right?"
Much murmuring and agreement ensues.
Chell: "They are way too good of friends."
Telsia: "They have matching pajamas!"
Munroe: "It's hard to buy they're straight, that's all, sir."
Shepherd: "Guys, even if those two are gay, how is this relevant to the mission?"
Biessman: "Sorry El-Tee. Bad joke. Won't happen again."
Shepherd: "That said, if they finally break down and confess their feelings for eachother in prison, I win fifty credits sooo... Let's take our time and do this right, shall we?"
Hazard Team: "YESSIR!"
They do save Tom and Harry... Unfortunately...
Tom: "You took your time because you bet I could have confessed my love to Harry?!"
Harry: "Yeah. Why not the other way round?"
Tom: "Oh come on, Harry. Even if that were possible that we love each other, you wouldn't have been able to confess. You're too much of a doormat."
Shepherd: "They're really bickering like a couple, aren't they, guys?"
Tuvok: Holds out his hand
Shepherd: sighs, then pulls out the fifty credits and hands them over to Tuvok
Tom: "Wait... You were the one who made the bet, Tuvok?!"
Tuvok: "Humans often see only what they want to see when it comes to interpersonal relationships. While you and Mister Kim have a strong friendship, that does not mean there is any romance between you two."
Shepherd: sighs, shrugs "What can I say? This is why I don't gamble a lot."
Shepherd: "... With money. Obviously."
Sorry it's so short. Let's just say things are going slow on this story.