You've been avoiding Janeway for a week now. A week that had been hard on her, the crew, and Voyager itself. You didn't want to add any further complications to things. A longing glance into her eyes would just lead to a kiss, which would lead to more. You knew keeping your distance was the best choice. Janeway, on the other hand, did not see it that way.
As you were walking down a corridor you knew she wouldn't be in, you were taken by surprise. Barreling towards you at high speed, and with determination, Janeway was quickly approaching, and there was nowhere to hide. (She later reminded you that she could locate anyone on the ship at any time and that she wasn't thrilled about having to track you down this way.)
Your personal space was no concern to her as evident by her being a mere four inches from your face. "Why have you been avoiding me?" Her was voice a low growl.
Before you could even get a word out, she held up her hand to stop you. "Actually, don't say anything." This wasn't the time or place to be causing a commotion for everyone to witness. There were rumors of your relationship, but nothing official. "Explain it to me in my quarters in one hour." She turned and hastily walked back the way she had came. You didn't mind the view.
The hour seemed to drag on, but at the same time, it sped by. You arrived at her quarters but there was no answer. You let yourself in. She had given you special access long ago in case she was running late at times.
You entered her quarters and had a quick look around. She wasn't there yet. You made your way into her bedroom and sat on the bed. You missed being there. A whole week without lying next to her. You slid your hand across her pillow. After all she'd been through lately, she barely had time to sleep. You hadn't wanted to occupy her rest time even more. Things would eventually get better.
You were lost in thought and didn't notice she'd entered her quarters until you heard rustling in the next room. You stood and made your way from the bed and were greeted by Janeway in the bedroom doorway. She had removed her jacket and undershirt, leaving just her tank top. The sight of her wearing that made your breath catch for a moment, and it didn't go unnoticed by her.
She grabbed you, spun you around and pushed you back against the wall. "You always liked me in this," she purred. "Maybe it'll do the trick and make you stop avoiding me."
You realized that all the while you were avoiding her for her own good, you never stopped to think how she might have been feeling abandoned by you. You explained to her why you'd been keeping your distance. The expression on her face changed drastically. Her eyes softened and changed into an understanding appreciation.
She relaxed her grip on you. "You've been trying to shield me from the stress of my job, but you were unaware of how you help me relieve so much more stress just being near you. At the end of all the chaotic days, I have you to look forward to. I haven't had that all week and I didn't understand why until now."
"I didn't want you having to worry about making time for me on top of everything else that's been going on," you said, feeling bad for how you'd handled it.
"You let me decide who and what to worry about," she said placing her hands on your hips. "Deal?"
You nodded, slipping your hands up her arms and resting them on her shoulders.
"If I had been avoiding you for other reasons," you added, "This tank top would have changed my mind in a heartbeat."
"I was prepared for anything," she smiled. "We've got a week to make up for. We'd better get started." She pressed her body against yours and kissed you passionately, not wasting another moment.
