Title: Surprising Feelings
Author: Galadrielle
Fandom: Star Trek Voyager
Rating: M
Pairings: Tuvok/Vorik, Chakotay/Janeway, Paris/Kim (mentioned)
Summary: Tuvok unexpectedly goes into Pon Farr and reveals feelings he hadn't even realized he had for a subordinate. What happens when his logic is no match for his desires?
Warnings: Slash, attempted mind-rape, Pon Farr
AN: Please feel free to review! Also if you find any spelling mistakes let me know and I will correct them. The NC-17 version can be found on my livejournal. If you don't like slash you really shouldn't read this story, don't come crying to me later!

"Captain, I'd like to suggest we travel around this nebula instead of flying through it. The gamma radiation is worryingly high."

Kathryn Janeway looked at her trusted friend, "Will the radiation affect Voyager's systems, Tuvok?"

The vulcan raised an eyebrow, "I am not able to predict the distribution of this without further data, Captain. I suggest sending out a probe for further data collection."

Excitement pulsed through the Captain when she thought about the possibility of discovering new things, "Permission granted, Tuvok. Modify one of our probes and send them out."

"Aye, Captain." Tuvok left his Captain's ready room and took his place back at the console. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts he once again had to admit to himself that something was wrong with him. Ever since they had discovered this nebula he had problems with keeping his mind on his work. In the morning he had almost lost control and punched one of his subordinates when she slightly bumped into him on the way to the bridge. Now as he stood on the bridge he felt his normally tight control slip. Feelings of rage and lust were overwhelming his logic.

'If I didn't know better I would almost think that my time for Pon Farr had arrived again…But I still have two years…' Tuvok thought before forcefully concentrating back on his task of analyzing the phenomenon.

When the Captain left her room two hours later he immediately felt her pheromones rising as well as Commander Chakotay's. Tuvok was presumably the only crewmember on board of the Voyager that knew that their Commanding officers were involved with each other. He had always been aware of the tension between them, had seen the way they looked at each other, and lately he had even been able to scent them on each other.

Normally it didn't bother him, but today it was further distracting him from his work.

Additionally to that Lieutenant Paris smelled strongly of sex as well and the way Lieutenant Kim was shifting constantly at his console let Tuvok know, or at least guess, what had happened just before shift.

"…vok? Tuvok?"

The Vulcan jumped when he felt a hand on his shoulder and saw the Captain and the Commander standing in front of him. "Are you alright, Tuvok?" Kathryn asked worried.

"Certainly, Captain."

Sighing Chakotay said, "Tuvok, we were talking to you for minutes and you didn't react. You are sweating and your breathing has sped up. You should go see the Doctor."

"That won't be necessary, Commander. I…" Tuvok stopped talking when a wave of rage went through him. His eyes must have shown this because Chakotay grabbed Kathryn and pushed her back.

"Tuvok!"

Eyes flashing and teeth bared Tuvok jumped forward and knocked Chakotay down before making his way over to the turbolift. Narrowly missing being taken down by one of his own security members he jumped inside, before halting it and exiting it through the flap on top, climbing into the next Jeffries tube while leaving his communicator lying on the floor.

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"What the hell happened here, Captain? I've only seen Tuvok loose it like that during the incident with Suder," Chakotay told her when Kathryn helped him up from the floor.

"I don't know, Chakotay, but we have to find him before he harms anyone! Computer, can you locate Lieutenant Tuvok?"

"Lieutenant Tuvok is in turbolift one," the computer told her.

"Transporter Room, beam Commander Tuvok to the bridge," she ordered. When only the communicator appeared Kathryn cursed under her breath, "Damn."

Activating her communicator she made a ship wide announcement, "This is Captain Janeway, Lieutenant Tuvok attacked a member of the senior staff and is now on the run. He is extremely volatile and dangerous. If any of you find Commander Tuvok, don't approach him or make any threatening moved towards him. That's an order!"

Kathryn was worried about her friend. What could have happened to make him act like this? 'It's almost like with Vorik…' Her thoughts came to a screeching halt. 'Could it be? Pon Farr…?'

Seeing Chakotay looking at her questioningly she amended, "You remember the incident with Ensign Vorik a few month ago?"

Chakotay's eyes widened. Sure he remembered. The way Vorik had fought with B'Elanna, how he had infected her with his Pon Farr, raising her blood fever.

"Damn."

"You can say that again, Commander." Kathryn then ordered Chakotay to lead the search teams with Paris and Kim while she stayed on the bridge.

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'I can scent him…Mine…I'm coming, my chosen…just a bit longer and I'll have you…'

Tuvok made his way through the corridors to the engine room and stopped short when he came across a group of crew members armed with phaser.

"Captain, we've found him. He seems to be on the way to engineering," Paris reported to Janeway.

"Good work, Tom. Don't get into his way unless he attempts to harm others, himself or the ship. Understood?"

"Aye, Mam." Tom looked at the feral eyes of his superior and saw the same feelings whirl in them as he had seen in Vorik's when the thing with B'Elanna went down. Stepping back he signaled the others to do the same and allowed Tuvok to pass them by.

Tuvok entered engineering and immediately stopped walking when his chosen's scent wrapped itself around him, blinding him with arousal and heat. Looking around hectically he could see the engineers watching him warily. B'Elanna Torres stepped forward, "Tuvok? Are you alright?" Already knowing the answer she still flinched back cursing herself when his eyes pinned her with a hateful look.

'Rival to my mate!' Tuvok lunged for her and gleefully smirked when she flinched away from him. "Pkrat'hah!" 'Whoring bitch!' He spit out at her.

All eyes were fearfully focused on him when suddenly the door opened and Ensign Vorik walked in. The moment he registered the others standing silently his eyes searched for the potential threat and landed on the other Vulcan.

Tuvok shivered when he saw his chosen one's eyes focusing on him, the alluring scent grew stronger and Tuvok couldn't resist anymore. Walking over to the other Vulcan he raised his hand to touch the beautiful face in front of him when suddenly Vorik backed away.

"No! Tuvok, what are you doing?" Vorik saw feelings flare inside those dark eyes and instinctively knew what he was dealing with.

Tuvok's rage flared when his chosen took a step away from him, without conscious thought he grabbed him by the upper arms and pulled him against himself. When his lips met Vorik's he felt the other's feelings more clearly and realized a second before the fever overwhelmed him that Vorik was really, really frightened.

Paris gawked at the kissing vulcans until he saw Vorik try to break Tuvok's hold on him, resisting the kiss. The younger vulcan tried to twist out of Tuvok's hold which only caused the older vulcan to tighten his hold further. Quickly stepping forward he raised the hypospray and was prepared to sedate Tuvok when he suddenly spun around and backhanded Tom.

Landing hard on the floor Tom held his throbbing jaw and saw Tuvok raising his hands to Vorik's face, while the Ensign struggled even fiercer than before.

Vorik felt Tuvok's strength when the older Vulcan pushed him against the wall and held his hand effortlessly in one. But when the other hand appeared in his line of vision, in the traditional mind melt position, all calmness left him and he started fighting for his life and honor. Certainly Tuvok wouldn't violate him like this?! No Vulcan had been raped by another since their ancestors were able to lock their feelings away with discipline and logic. Surely Tuvok didn't really intend to hurt him… But when those fingers touched his face he lost it completely and began shrieking in betrayal and loss.

The others couldn't watch any longer and decided to intervene when Vorik began to scream. Tom looked disbelievingly at the normally calm and controlled Vulcan and suddenly realized that the happenings must be pretty bad for him to lose control like this.

B'Elanna jumped forward and grabbed the hypospray administering it to Tuvok just as he began the ritualistic words, "My mind to your mind…"

Suddenly free Vorik tumbled to the floor where he sat trembling. Raising his hands he pressed them against his melting points, hiding them from the world, and didn't let go even when he saw Tuvok lying unconscious in front of him with B'Elanna holding an injector.

"Vorik? Hey, Vorik, are you alright?" Tom crushed down in front of the Ensign and tried to take hold of his hands. He quickly scrambled back when Vorik gave a frightened shout and curled up to make himself smaller.

"Paris to transporter room, three people ready to beam from my coordinates to the infirmary." When they appeared in the med bay the doctor was already waiting for them, as were the Captain and the Commander.

Chakotay helped Tom lifting Tuvok on the next bed.

"Sorry, Captain, we had to stop him. He was doing something to Vorik…"

"What do you mean by something, Lieutenant Paris?" The doctor asked, turning his head to the Vulcan still sitting on the floor, while he scanned Tuvok.

Looking worriedly at the trembling vulcan Tom answered, "Tuvok grabbed and kissed him before taking hold of his face… That's when Vorik went kinda nuts…"

The Doctor's head came up at a speed that in a human would be worryingly, "What position were his hands in? I need to see it, Lieutenant!"

Tom tried to imitate what he had seen and the doctor sighed in grief, "I want all of you out of the infirmary right know!" he commanded which caused the Captain and the Commander to look at him steadily. "Well, it was worth a try…"

"Doctor," Kathryn warned in her best Captain's voice.

"This would endanger the physician-patient relationship, Captain." Receiving a raised eyebrow the EMH mumbled under his breath before turning to Tuvok's bed, "Computer, erect a level three force field around the bed."

Finally turning to Vorik he realized that this matter would complicate things further. Slowly crushing down in front of the frightened Ensign the Doctor showed him his empty hands and waited for Vorik to acknowledge him. When the eyes fixed on his hands he said, "Ensign, I'll give you a mild sedative to calm you down. Is that alright?" Receiving no answer, but also registering the young vulcan not backing away, he administered the hypospray, the hiss loud in the otherwise silent infirmary. Seconds later Vorik slumped down. Chakotay and Tom lifted him carefully on the bed and waited impatiently for the Doctor to finish his examination.

"Well he was lucky, just bruises and a scare…"

"Doctor, my patience has come to an end!" Janeway warned.

Sighing in defeat the Doctor began to report about his findings on Vulcan society, "Well you see, on Vulcan it's tradition to mate with the mind before the sexual intercourse. If Lieutenant Tuvok hadn't been stopped he would have done irreparable harm to Ensign Vorik."

"You mean this was like an assault?" Tom asked disbelievingly.

"More like an attempted rape, Lieutenant. The mind is a Vulcan's greatest weapon but surprisingly fragile under pressure. It would have been the first reported rape of a Vulcan by a Vulcan since they evolved into their current state."

Disbelievingly Chakotay shook his head, "Rape… Tuvok really tried to rape him?"

Nodding his head the doctor looked at the sleeping lieutenant, "With Vulcan's it doesn't matter whether the body or the mind is violated, they can survive if it's the body, but… their minds are a mystery to Starfleet. We don't really know or understand anything about the Vulcans…"

Swallowing her grief for the lieutenant Janeway asked, "What could have happened to Tuvok to make him do this?"

"His readings are similar to Ensign Vorik's during his Pon Farr. But Tuvok still has two years left until he enters this stage…"

Rising her eyebrow in surprise Kathryn asked, "How do you know that?"

"I asked him after the disaster with Lieutenant Torres, to be prepared." Shaking his head he continued, "I don't know the cause of this, but I know that Lieutenant Tuvok will die if he doesn't 'mate' or meditates. And he isn't in the state of mind to meditate."

Helpless Kathryn looked at her friend and lover, "What should we do, Chakotay?"

Taking her hand in his despite the presence of the Doctor and Paris Chakotay replied, "I don't know, Kathryn. But we'll find a way to help them both."

Paris didn't look nearly as surprised as Janeway had expected when he commented, "No matter what it takes."

tbc