Title: The Bodyguard 6/?
See introduction for disclaimer,
pairings and author
Back at Tom's, he and Chakotay settled
dinner. He couldn't help but
be impressed for the
fact that the Talaxian remembered
his favorite foods.
Before him was a feast fit for a
king, or a very
hungry vegetarian. Then he noticed
that there was no
meat at all on the table.
"Where's the animal flesh you love
so much," he asked
"Oh. I haven't eaten meat in three
"Because... well... I found that
I had more energy if
I stuck to a vegetarian diet," he
"I see. You know, I could've told
you that myself,
years ago," Chakotay responded with
"Yeah, but, I probably wouldn't have
listened at the
time. You know me, I have to figure
With no answer forthcoming from that
Chakotay just nodded his acceptance
and began eating.
Everything was wonderful, Neelix
had really outdone
himself this time. As they
ate, the two men talked on
safe subjects, mostly Chakotay inquired
and her schooling. Wanting to know
if she was fairing
better than her mother had as a
child. Being part
Klingon could be quite difficult
to deal with when
surrounded by humans.
"I think Miral is doing better, mostly
because of who
her father is. The kids have seemed
to accept her and
are friendly. Although, like I said,
most of them are
looking for an invitation to come
home with her, so
they can meet me."
"I can't believe that she hasn't
made any friends
just because she is who *she* is."
believe that there was no one who
would see Miral for
the wonderful person she was.
"Oh, no. There's one girl who doesn't
seem to give a
damn know I am. She truly is interested
in what Miral
says and does," Tom said with a
"Good." Chakotay pushed his plate
away from in front
of him. "So, what's on the agenda
for the rest of the
"Well, I thought we'd go for a walk.
You haven't seen
the view of the city lit up at night.
I want to show
you that," Tom answered.
"All right. I'm ready whenever you
"Let's go then," Tom said as he stood.
He went to the
kitchen door, opened it and called
to Neelix. "Hey,
Neelix? Chakotay and I are going
out to watch the
lights. You going to be okay cleaning
Neelix came through the door, "Of
course, Tom. Did
you enjoy dinner, Commander?"
Chakotay laughed at the Taxalian's
use of his old
title. "Neelix, please call me Chakotay,
it's been far
too long since I was a commander.
And yes, dinner was
wonderful. Thank you."
"You're welcome, Chakotay," Neelix
the name. "It was my pleasure. Tom
here eats a rather
mundane regiment for foods. It was
fun to expand my
cooking, even if it's for one night."
"Hey, I'm sorry if I bore you with
my eating habits,"
Tom said trying to said hurt, but
The other two laughed at him.
"Well, you two enjoy your evening.
I'll make sure
Miral is all tucked in, don't you
"Thanks, Neelix. See you later,"
Tom said, as he took
Chakotay's hand, led him out of
the dining room and
out the back door.
They walked slowly across the grounds,
quietly about nothing special. When
they reached the
end of Tom's property, Chakotay
was truly amazed at
the view. Below him and for as far
as the eye could
see was one of the most beautiful
sights he had ever
seen. Sparkling lights covered the
land, called out to
him, as if to say 'Come on down
and join us'. He was
sure there were people going places
and doing things,
but there was no noise to validate
"Tom, this is breathtaking. Thank
you for sharing it
with me," Chakotay spoke softly,
almost as if he was
afraid to crack the silent beauty.
"You're welcome, Chak." Tom stepped
up behind him and
circled the older man's waist with
his arms. When he
leaned down to kiss the smooth skin
neck, a finger placed on his lips
"Tom, I..." Chakotay hesitated for
a second. "As much
as I would like to explore a renewed
you, I don't think this is the right
"I'm your bodyguard. Getting involved
with you on an
intimate level is *not* a good idea
Tom turned the dark-haired man so
they were facing
each other. "Chakotay, you can't
really believe that
becoming involved with me is wrong."
"No. It's not that. Let me explain
it this way,"
Chakotay said as he pulled out of
Tom's arms. Sitting
down on the ground, he patted the
spot next to him, an
unspoken invitation. Tom accepted
and with a grace
only the former pilot could pull
off he seated
himself. "When Rose and I became
objectivity was skewed. I became
the point of almost being possessive.
It drove her
*and* me crazy.So I backed off a
bit. In the process,
I lost sight of my job. When Rose
told me about the
baby, the only thing that mattered
was making her my
wife. I won't say that I could have
stopped her death.
But part of me felt, for a time,
that if I had been,
it might not have happened."
Chakotay stopped and ran his hand
through his hair.
How to explain this, without sounding
like it was
Greg's fault. "Generally, I alternated
the way we
traveled to the studio. A few days
before, I had found
yet another round about way to get
there. See, Neil
would sometimes follow us. But only
after we had
traveled the same way a couple of
times. It was as if
he had to 'find' us again.
"When I called Greg that morning.
Neil had followed us
two days earlier. So, it was time
to change. I forgot
to tell Greg *and* the driver about
it. I was so
caught up in being happy, I didn't
do my job and Rose
died because of it," he finished
with a deep intake of
breath. The pain was back, the self-recrimination,
even some self-doubt.
Tom was silent for a few minutes.
He listened to the
bodyguard tell his story, he watched
the pain and hurt
wash over the other man's face.
He did understand,
more than Chakotay knew.
"So, what you're saying is, until
you find this
madman, we need to wait before going
"Yes, it's not you. It's me. I feel
that if I become
involved with you, now, I won't
be able to do what you
hired me for. I will fail you and
myself. I can't let
that happen," Chakotay answered
in a hushed voice. He
lifted his hand and brushed the
side of the blond
man's face. Tom leaned into the
hand, turned and
placed a gentle kiss on the palm.
"I understand, Chak. I can wait,
as long as you
promise to find this bastard soon,"
Tom smiled and
"Oh, believe me, I *will* find him
or her soon
enough. They are bound to make a
mistake. The sick
ones always do."
"Okay, then our real date is set
up for the first
night after we see the fucker in
"You're on. Now, let's talk about
concert you are doing in Florida.
Tell me all about
how you got involved with it."
Tom began his tale of how he became
aware of the need
for money to help orphaned children.
He had been
surprised there were still so many,
left over from the
war with the Dominion. They talked
well into the
night, Tom explaining everything
in great detail. The
conversation switched to how he
begun his career and
how he convinced so many to join
his staff. They
laughed and joked, mostly at the
expense of Tom's
employees. They finally decided
at about 0100 hours
that it was time to go to bed. Tomorrow
busy day at Paris Enterprises.
Tom laid in his bed, thinking about
his evening with
Chakotay. He really had hoped they
their intimate relationship, but
he did understand how
the other man felt. Talking to his
former lover about
his life since returned to the Alpha
Quadrant felt a
lot like a healing. Okay, maybe
a particle healing. He
couldn't admit to Chakotay that
he jumped in feet
first because he was unhappy. How
could he tell the
big guy that his life was miserable
almost from the minute they said
'I do'? He realized
what a huge mistake he had made
marrying her. But
pride kept getting in the way.
The only truly happy event was the
birth of Miral.
Having a daughter gave Tom a sense
Returning to the Alpha Quadrant
and a 'regular life',
caused an even greater strain on
the Paris marriage.
B'Elanna wasn't adjusting to life
on earth well, and
Tom couldn't handle the increasing
violent nature of
their relationship. It became almost
would get frustrated, a fight would
make-up sex, with what Tom considered
Finally, Tom had enough. A year after
returned home, he divorced B'Elanna.
He had become
involved with some musicians about
six months prior to
his decision. Being away from home,
as much as he was,
helped him think about his choices
and made him
realize that he couldn't continue
with the charade any
longer. After that mess was over
he divided his time
between making his career work,
and spending all his
spare time with Miral. When B'Elanna
died, Tom felt
terrible. Mostly because, he had
forced her to stay on
earth, when she wanted to go to
Utopia Prime to work.
If she had been working there, instead
of at the
engineering facility in San Francisco,
have been on that transport.
Once again using the only outlet
he had, Tom drove
himself to be the best in the business.
When the news of Rose's death came,
Tom was taken
aback but the overwhelming need
to be with his former
lover. The desire to be the other
slapped him hard. At the funeral
Chakotay was barely
holding on. Yet when Tom approached
him, he rejected
him outright. That hurt more than
Tom was willing to
admit at the time.
When he returned home, Tom realized
that it wasn't
truly rejection on Chakotay's part.
It was more likely
to be refusal to accept the ending
of a life that
meant so much to him. Coming so
closely on the heels
of the loss of his 'little sister'.
The singer in Tom
took over for the better part of
a year. In that year,
his career skyrocketed to a point
that he was almost
lost himself. When he called a halt
to the craziness
for a brief time, he found himself
in the mist of a
full-blown case of 'examining his
he hated to do more than having
a conversation with
Tom recognized all the symptoms:
the wondering, the
anticipating, and the frustration.
connected to a certain dark-haired,
man. Had he really been working
so hard at his career
to make his former lover notice
him again? Tom found
that the answer was indeed, 'yes'.
The technique was
different from the last attempt,
but the desired
outcome was the same. The
realization that it wasn't
working pissed him off. No word
at all from Chakotay:
nothing that said he even knew Tom
was still alive.
After that revelation Tom just got
pissed and decided
'fuck him and the horse he rode
in on'. For the
better half of two years, Tom didn't
bother to think
about the ex-Maquis captain who
stole his heart, much.
Then one day he woke up to the fact
that he required
Chakotay's help. Now *that* was
rough. But a small
part of him was quite pleased, until
they met face to
face. The minute Tom looked at the
other man, he could
see the old disgust back on Chakotay's
again 'fuck him running'.
That attitude was lost quickly, the
realized that Chakotay had made
far too many valid
points. So, he swallowed a bit and
asked for help. The
request was granted, although Tom
was sure it was with
a great deal of hesitation and a
little prodding from
Kathryn. Within only a couple of
days, Tom realized
that he never stopped loving Chakotay
and so truly
pleased to find that the other man
seem to be once
again comfortable around him.
Declaring his love for his bodyguard
was not his
intention this evening. Well, not
exactly, Tom wanted
Chakotay to know how he felt. He
just hadn't been
planning on blurting it out like
he did. But once he
had, it felt like the world had
been lifted off his
shoulders. Again, the idea of tonight
being a healing
evening came to mind. Tom's next
order of business was
to help Chakotay heal from the loss
of Rose and their
child. His new goal set, Tom allowed
himself to drift
off to sleep.
in Palm Beach a day ahead of schedule,
Tom and half of his staff checked
into the hotel.
Neelix was staying behind to take
care of Miral, Nick
was with them. There was still a
possibility that the
lunatic would follow Ray's example
and try to kidnap
the little girl. By Chakotay's
request, the other
half of the staff didn't know of
the change in plans.
Tom still had a problem with thinking
close to him wanted to hurt him,
but he bowed to
Once they were all settled in, Chakotay
walk the route that Tom would be
using the following
evening. He would make sure there
was no hidden areas,
no place for a person to hide. He
did his job
thoroughly. When he returned to
the suite two hours
later, it was empty. Ken wasn't
even outside the door,
where Chakotay had left him.
Just as he worked himself into a
good rage, Tom, Greg
and Harry came busting through the
"Where the fuck have you been,"
The trio stood stunned for a moment.
Then Tom shook
himself out of the daze.
"Relax, Chakotay. We went exploring,
"You should have told me you planned
on going out,"
"Chak, I decided after you left.
Besides Greg was
with me, and we didn't go far. You
have to give me
some room to breathe, you know."
Tom's voice held a
light tone he wanted to calm his
lover and bodyguard
Greg stepped forward, "Boss, I didn't
think it'd be a
problem. I'm sorry."
Chakotay wanted to curse them all,
understand? Why didn't they get
it? He wasn't going to
lose someone else because they were
without *him*. Deciding he needed
to get out of there
before he banged some heads together,
out of the suite, leaving behind
three very confused
He found Kathryn and Ken in the lounge
of the hotel.
Chakotay stormed over to them. Someone
needed to have
their head handed to them and Ken
was just elected.
Stopping directly in front of his
"What the hell are you doing here,
when your ass is
supposed to be sitting outside the
suite," he roared.
Causing both Ken and Kathryn to
"I... umm... Tom had gone out with
Harry and Greg.
Kathryn invited me to have lunch
with her," Ken
answered weakly. He didn't think
he'd ever seen his
boss this angry. Even back during
their Maquis days
together. Not even when he reminded
him of Maquis
discipline when they were first
stranded. "I'm sorry,
"Yeah, well. You shouldn't have left.
have gotten into that room and been
waiting for Tom's
return." Chakotay then turned to
Kathryn. "When these
shows are done, so am I. I'm through
games. No one but me is taking these
and I refuse to continue being the
one that ends up
not sleeping at night. Fuck all
"Chakotay...." Kathryn spoke quietly.
"No, don't tell me to calm down.
Don't tell me I'm
over reacting. I've had enough loss
in my life over
the past number of years to last
anyone an eternity."
He turned back to Ken. "Sorry won't
save Tom if he
ends up on the wrong side of a box
with a bomb in it,
like Harry. Or how about a phaser,
is sorry going to
help him out there? Here's a better
one: A handgun. A
fucking antiquated handgun, that
isn't suppose be to
in existence anymore. You going
to help him with sorry
"Chakotay, calm...." Again Kathryn
tried to interrupt
"I told you not to get me involved
with this whole
mess. I warned you. I was too fucking
close. Did you
listen? Of course not, you always
thought you knew
better then everyone else what they
shouldn't do. Well you were way
wrong here! And I was
wrong for not listening to my own
"I'm the only one who seems the least
that there's a madman out there
somewhere. Waiting to
take the last thing in my life that
gives me any
reason to live. I've already
lost not one but three.
count them three people who were
my...." He suddenly
stopped something that had been
nagging him for a
while came back in full force. He
sat down hard in the
chair next to Ken.
Ken and Kathryn, still stunned from
became equally unnerved by his complete
silence. Kathryn became worried
quickly, there was
something in her former First Officer's
didn't like. "Chakotay?" No answer.
"Chakotay, are you
"Boss, what's wrong," Ken put a hand
on the other
man's shoulder and shook him a bit.
That seemed to
snap him out of his trance.
"Ken, that's it! It's not Tom, it's
"What? What are you talking about?
It's you," Ken
asked more confused than he was
a moment ago.
"Since we got back, I've lost three
people who were
very close to me. First, B'Elanna
then Rose and the
baby. Now, someone is trying to
kill Tom. Why didn't I
see this earlier? Why didn't it
all fall together from
"Chakotay, what the hell are you
B'Elanna died in a transport accident,"
"Yes, an accident no one could explain.
There was no
explanation for how a perfectly
inspected transport suddenly had
faulty wiring and
blew up," he reasoned.
"Rose was killed by her ex-boyfriend,"
"Yes, but until that morning, he
never showed signs
of wanting to do more than harass
her. At his trial,
he said he was her owner. If he
had thought that all
along, he would have killed her
sooner. No, he killed
her because he found out she was
with me. Neil said
she didn't deserve to live if she
was going to bring
that Maquis scum's offspring into
the world. No one
knew she was pregnant, no one except
for her, Greg her
doctor and myself. That information
released, at my request," Chakotay
let out a heavy
"Chakotay I still don't see the connection,"
offered. "You and Tom weren't together
when he started
"No. But if someone found out about
on Voyager, they could use him to
come after me. If
they have any idea about the type
of person that I am,
they'd know that even though we
aren't together, I'd
still feel quite protective of him.
If they are out to
cause *me* pain, Tom would be at
the top of the list."
"But you would feel the pain and
loss of anyone of
your old crew," Kathryn said.
"Yes, that's true but more so if
it was someone I'd
been intimate with," Chakotay answered
were so many things running through
his head right
now, that he wasn't sure which to
act on first. Then
he was hit with an imagine that
gave him his answer.
"I have to get Tom out of here,
now. The concerts have
to be cancelled."
"Chakotay, the money, the kids,"
"I don't give a damn Kathryn, I'll
pay for the loss
of money. I'll donate everything
I have to those kids,
if necessary, but Tom is *not* performing.
argument." He turned to Ken, "I
want you to contact
the transport company. I want the
name of the person
who inspected that transport." Back
to Kathryn, "Call
whomever you need to, to cancel
the concerts. Then I
need you to contact Rose's doctor,
I want a list of
all the employees who worked for
him at the time of
"What are you going to tell Tom,"
"The truth. That I'm not losing someone
else I love
to a maniac, and we are going somewhere
that no one
can find us. Until I can figure
out who's killing
everyone in my life." Chakotay got
up and stalked back
to the lift.
"Kathryn, do you think he's right,"
"I don't know. There were and probably
still are a
number of people who weren't happy
that the Maquis
'didn't get what they deserved',"
"Yeah, that I know, but why Chakotay?"
"I don't know. But something tells
me that whoever it
is has just made themselves a fierce
stood, waited for Ken to do the
same and off they went
to pack and leave.
Chakotay went back to the suite and
found the trio
sitting, talking quietly. When they
heard the door
slam shut, Tom jumped up. "Chak,
I'm sorry. Really. I
didn't mean to upset you. I didn't
you'd get so mad
because Greg was with me."
"It's over. Go pack, we're leaving,"
"What leaving? I can't leave, the
"The concerts are being cancelled,
as we speak. I'll
be returning all ticket monies to
the purchasers. The
children will still get their money.
We are leaving,
this is *not* open for debate,"
the older man growled.
"What's going on?"
"You're not safe and I can't protect
you here. We are
going somewhere safe for the time
turned to Greg. "Get my brother
on the comm. Tell him,
'code green', he'll understand.
You and Harry can come
with us if you like. As a matter
of fact that might be
a very good idea," he ordered.
"Chakotay, what in hell is going
on," Tom demanded?
"I'm saving your life. Yours and
mine. I'll explain
on the way," he inhaled sharply.
"Please, just do as I
ask, Tom," the whisper barely heard
by anyone but Tom.
The blond nodded his understanding,
grabbed Harry and
dragged him off to the bedroom.
Greg stood for a
minute longer. "Chief, you going
to tell me what's
going on," he spoke in a hushed
"Whoever this person is, isn't really
after Tom, as
much as they are out to get me.
Trying to get to me
through people I care about," Chakotay
as he ran his hand through his hair.
"I'll explain my
theory to the three of you, when
we get the hell out
of here." With that said, Chakotay
turned and went to