Warp Speed Time Loop

A Star Trek: Voyager One-shot by Andrew J. Talon

Disclaimer: Star Trek: Voyager is the property of Paramount Pictures and the creation of Brandon Braga and Rick Berman. I am not writing this for profit, no copyright infringement is intended. Please support the official release, or simply mock the episodes for free with SFDebris's Opinionated Star Trek Voyager Guide on You Tube.

Author's Note: Yet another entry in the Time Loops genre from TFF. This thread, however, has proven far less popular than the Star War Time Loop thread. I guess hatred of George Lucas truly is greater than hatred at Berman and Braga.

Anyway, if you love Janeway, don't assume I'm bashing Kate Mulgrew. You can hate the character without hating the actress-Hell, I thought she was fantastic when she wasn't being written as a crazy genocidal bitch. But for the purposes of this fic, that is the interpretation of Janeway that's canon. And yes, I am aware of Harry Kim's future in Starfleet in the books and Star Trek: Online. I don't care.

So, fellow SFDebris fans, enjoy.

Harry groaned and woke up. He blinked a few times at the bright lights above him, but was helped in his adjustment as two heads blocked the light.

Two heads belonging to two people in long robes.

"He's regaining consciousness," commented a female telepathic voice.

"How do you feel?" A male telepathic voice inquired.

Harry groaned. Damnit, I forgot this part... "Fan-fucking-tastic, thanks," he replied.

"NO! LET ME GO!"

And there goes B'Elanna's temper, he thought as he sat up and watched. She was just as beautiful as he remembered-Opening a can of Klingon whoopass on a bunch of Ocampan nurses and doctors.

Why didn't I ever try to make a move? He thought as he calmly watched her throw a nurse through a window. Oh. Right. I was a pussy.

He didn't want to cockblock Tom, naturally, but Kes had said he could do what he wanted with this second chance... Still, no need for him to act like a dick. He'd just let things go naturally, and if Tom and B'Elanna didn't get together, then they didn't get together. If they did, they did.

Didn't mean he couldn't have some fun, right?

B'Elanna was soon sedated and Harry sat calmly to wait for her to wake up.

"Do you require anything?" One of the Ocampa asked. Harry shook his head.

"I'm good," he said. "Could use some water."

"Certainly," one of the Ocampa said.

"By the way, do you guys really live for only nine years?" Harry asked. One of the Ocampa paused.

"Yes..."

"Do you know why?" Harry asked.

"No."

"Oh... I'll have to work on that then," Harry said. He continued to get strange looks from the nurses and doctors as they left. One brought the water he asked for, and he took a drink.

Mmmm... Thank you, he thought cheerfully. The nurse smiled and nodded before heading off. Harry leaned back and waited.

Sure enough, B'Elanna woke up. She growled at him.

"Who are you? What's going on?"

"Harry Kim. Ensign on USS Voyager," he recited. "Looks like we got taken off our ships together."

"What was Starfleet doing near that array?"

"We were looking for you, actually," Harry said.

"So you were going to capture us?" B'Elanna demanded.

"Yes. Consider yourself captured. I know I have a phaser around here somewhere," he replied, in as deadpan a tone as he could manage. She hopped off the bed and scowled at him, getting right in his face.

"I don't find this very funny, Starfleet."

He gave her a warm, sincere smile.

"You're beautiful when you're angry," Harry replied with a little eyebrow raise he learned from Tom.

The blush on her cheeks was worth the punch to his temple.

What can I say? I was a Harry/Torres shipper when the series first started.