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"Wait," shouted Lt. B'Elanna Torres as she ran to up to the Turbo lift. The doors were closing. Admiral Helena Cain pressed the Open button before the doors closed and it reopened allowing B'Elanna to enter.

"In a rush to get somewhere?" asked Cain.

"Not really, I need to get to Engineering," said B'Elanna as she reached over and pressed the Close button. "Computer Engineering."

"What about you?"

"Engineering Science Lab," replied Cain nonchalantly.

'Engineering Science Lab' again thought B'Elanna. She's been going there a lot. How many times has she gone this week wondered B'Elanna? Probably has to do with the microchip and all. B'Elanna began to doubt that, she knew that Cain would rather have nothing to do with that microchip. If Cain had it her way she would destroy it. B'Elanna glanced sideways at Cain and saw her yawn, she looked bored and distant.

Cain regretted not trying out Neelix's faux coffee brew or whatever it was made of. She was having a hard time staying up, yet she didn't want to squander her replicator rations for a caffeine fix. Neelix's brew seemed too thick and syrupy for her taste. Cain looked at B'Elanna; she looked like she was thinking about work, no doubt solving an engineering problem.

B'Elanna went back thinking what was going on at the lab. It couldn't be that stupid microchip. Maybe it was something else or could it be someone? Her friend, Seska could tell her what's going on. Then her gut seized up. Was Cain seeing Seska? No, it be couldn't true, or could it?

B'Elanna turned her head and looked at Cain. Cain sensed B'Elanna was looking at her and smiled back slightly. Dammit was that a smile or a grin or a smirk speculated B'Elanna. She narrowed her eyes and glared at Cain.

Cain saw B'Elanna scowling at her and almost laughed out loud. She was amused at B'Elanna. Not counting the civilians she thought B'Elanna was the most genuine compared to the other crewmembers. B'Elanna said pretty much what was on mind and didn't put on a Federation mask. However, Cain wondered what was behind that Klingon mask.

Why Seska, brooded B'Elanna? She's already going out with Chakotay. Is he not good enough? B'Elanna closed her eyes and took a deep breath to calm down; this was causing her heartache. Perhaps none of this is true, she was overreacting but her mind wandered back to what Cain had said 'Engineering Science Lab'. She decided to focus on something mundane such as routine engineering tasks.

The Turbo lift stopped. "Engineering Science Lab, deck 7," announced the ship's computer voice, interrupting B'Elanna's contemplations. B'Elanna waited for the Cain to leave before reaching at the turbo lift panel but Cain didn't leave.

When Cain did not move, B'Elanna curtly said, "Admiral, Engineering Science Lab."

"I've changed my mind," said Cain, as she coolly looked at B'Elanna. She pressed the Close button.

"Where to, Admiral?" said B'Elanna, mechanically.

"Lt. Torres, how about an engineering tour."

"Right now, you want a tour?"

"Yes," said Cain as she pressed the Resume button.

"Just like that, you expect me drop everything," said B'Elanna moodily. "Well I'm busy." B'Elanna reached beside Cain and hit the Stop button.

"Then delegate, you're the Chief Engineer," said Cain as she pressed the Resume button.

B'Elanna could have used the voice recognition feature and speak to the ship's computer, but somehow hitting the Stop button felt satisfying. She did it again but Cain calmly pressed the Resume button. Cain's unruffled manner was starting to annoy B'Elanna.

The next time she pressed the Stop button she kept her hand over the panel. Cain took B'Elanna's hand and tried to move it aside. Instead, B'Elanna resisted and pushed it away.

Cain always appeared to be in control, self assured which made B'Elanna more irritated but at same time mildly excited. She also remembered that Cain was not always in total control. When she sparred with Cain, she occasionally saw a glimpse of Cain's ferocity which turned her on as well.

Cain came back and tried to move B'Elanna hand. This time B'Elanna slammed Cain against the turbo lift wall and pinned her there with her body. She eyed Cain, seeing a crack in her composed demeanor. Cain's eyes showed a mixture of surprise and anger and desire. B'Elanna could feel the temperature rise in her chest and her heart rate jumped. Suddenly, she was aroused seeing Cain like this.

B'Elanna backed off slightly putting a small space between her and Cain. But B'Elanna blocked her from the console. Cain bent head down close to B'Elanna but stopped short.

"I know you want this," whispered Cain. "What are you waiting for?"

B'Elanna hooked a finger at the collar of Cain's uniform pulling her closer and kissed her. She stopped and looked at Cain bright eyes and heard her breathing. Her keen, Klingon sense of smell picked Cain's scent in the small space in the turbo lift. In the usually cool, small space, she was overheating. It was intoxicating.

B'Elanna wanted more and kissed Cain longer. After the first kiss Cain was euphoric, the effect had traveled from lips to her hips. She was being bombarded with harder kisses and parted her mouth in ecstasy to receive B'Elanna's tongue. B'Elanna stopped for air and removed hand from Cain's uniform. Cain heart tumbled as B'Elanna's hand slid off Cain's chest.

B'Elanna came back but with her hands, she began to unbutton Cain's uniform but Cain wanted to do it. However, her arms were held and moved by B'Elanna who positioned them to the back. Now, B'Elanna had free rein and completely unbuttoned Cain's jacket, and rested her hands on Cain's tank tops.

Roughly, she grasped Cain's tanks bunching them above her breasts. Softly, B'Elanna traced her fingers on and between Cain's breasts and down her belly lingering at Cain's pant. Abruptly, she unbuttoned and unzipped Cain's pants and slid her hand touching Cain's sex. It was moist. B'Elanna smiled as she gently squeezed and massaged it.

B'Elanna pulled her hand out and pinched Cain's nipple and teased it with her tongue. Cain groaned softly as B'Elanna began to nibble. It became hard as a closed rosebud. B'Elanna slid her hand back in Cain's pant, slipping two fingers between her wet folds and hearing Cain's ragged breathing. She could see how turned on Cain was and increased her probing. Cain was moaning and leaned her head back, and started to close her eyes. She felt like she was freefalling from space and held on to the guardrail for support.

"Lt Torres, Admiral Cain, is anything alright? The Turbo lift hasn't moved, is something wrong?" asked Commander Chokotay.

B'Elanna sighed loudly and stopped. She tapped her communication badge and replied. "Sir, everything's alright, I'm busy having a discussion with the Admiral."

"So much for the tour," grumbled Cain.

"Nonsense, I'm going to give you engineering tour," said B'Elanna as she slipped her hand back inside Cain's pants. "Transporter, two to beam to Engineering walkway."