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Disclaimer time once again!   Ninety-ninth verse same as 
the first . . . everybody *sing*:

I don't own these characters, (chorus) Paramount does!
I don't own this venue, (chorus) Paramount does!
I am making no money off of this, (chorus) Paramount does 
not either!

This story involves love and sex and affection between two 
men, aka: slash. If that is *not* your cup of tea, sweet as it 
is, then don't read it!  (simple, ain't it??) Feedback is *very* 
much appreciated, and always answered.  Flames will be 
passed around to friends and chuckled over.  :)

Forty-sixth story in the Stage Direction series.  Sequel to 
'Ssst', 'Growl', 'Chuckle', 'Sob', 'Grin', 'Sigh', 'Smile', 'Yawn', 
'Whisper', 'Groan', 'Hover', 'Waffle', 'Comfort', 'Fidget', 
'Grimace', 'Sizzle', 'Glare', 'Shrug', 'Doze', 'Snort', 'Whack', 
'Stretch', 'Snicker', 'Pace', 'Hug', 'Clink', 'Wonder', 'Kiss', 
'Doubt', 'Surprise', 'Cuddle', 'Ahem', 'Confer', 'Recover', 
'Rant', 'Soothe', 'Hold', 'Whistle', 'Feel', 'Squeak', 'Move', 
'Splash', 'Shiver', 'Advise', and 'Fly'.

'Reconcile' by Amirin <groh@iquest.net>


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Damned if I know what just happened.  All I know is that I've 
got four people holding me back from going after Rollins and 
. . .

<growl>  "Asshole."

<soothingly>  "I know.  Take it easy, Tom."

Only, the voice trying to get me to calm down isn't Neelix's. 
It's B'Elanna's.  Ain't that a shock?

"What the fuck was he expecting?  Huh?  Answer me that. 
*Asshole*."  <sigh>  "I *love* Neelix, B'Elanna.  Like I didn't 
think I'd get to love *anyone* again.  Shit, how could Rollins 
think I'd let a cheap shot like that go?"  <sneer>  "Gods, it's 
no fucking wonder the guy's been alone the last five years. 
His attitude *sucks*."

<snort>  <wryly>  "True.  I'd love to introduce him personally 
to the warp core.  I think they'd really hit it off."

<slight grin>  "Until he vaporized."

<shrug>  "Well, okay.  But tell me that picture doesn't put a 
smile on your face." 

<shared chuckle>

"You okay, now?  Not going to tear his head off, or anything, 
are you?"

<snort>  "No.  I'm not.  Dumb fuck just isn't worth it."

<grin>  "Some people are idiots."

<playful whine>  "How did so many of them end up on this 
ship?"

<snort>  "Couldn't tell ya."  <smile>

<suspicious look>  "What are you grinning at?"

<quietly>  "You really love him, don't you?"

<warm grin>  <sigh>  <melt> <softly>  "Yeah.  I do."

<stare>  "Wow."

<puzzled look>  "What's a 'wow'?"

"Your whole face changes when you think about him." 

<fond smile>  "Really?"

<mock-annoyed glare>  "Okay, you can quit it, now."

<whisper>  "No, I can't."

<shake head> "Damn, you've got it bad, Tom."

<nod>  "Yeah, I do.  And I love it."

<firmly> "Good.  I'm happy for you."

<surprised look>  "Yeah?"

<soft grin>  "Yeah.  I think you two are . . . good for each 
other.  I really do."

<shrug>  "He's good for me."

<frown> "Knock it off, Paris.  If you weren't good for him, 
he'd be with someone else, right now."  <gentler glare> 
"You know that look you get on your face, when you think 
about him?" 

"Uh huh." 

<smile>  "He gets it, too.  Every time he looks at you."

<swallow>  <choked>  "Yeah?"

<quietly>  "Oh, yeah."

"That's nice to hear." 

<pause>

<quickly>  "I'm sorry I hurt you.  I didn't mean to.  I honestly 
didn't."

<blink>  "Well, that came out of left field." 

<sigh>

<softly>  "It's okay, B'El."

<look away>  "Really?"

"Really.  We're both better off this way."

<nod>  "I agree."  <sigh>  "And Vorik and Neelix are better 
off, too."

<smile>  "Yes, they are."

"I really thought you'd be mad at me forever."

<smirk>  "I can't stay mad at anyone, with Lix around.  It's 
not physically possible."

<sharp look>  "Does that include Harry?"

<slightly harder look>  "It *would* include Harry, if he'd quit 
offering to save me from myself."

<hesitantly>  "I could talk to him. For you.  I mean, maybe 
help straighten him out?"

<grin>  "I'd be eternally grateful.  Thank you."

<shrug>  "You're welcome."  <sigh>  "I've, uh, got to get . . . 
going.  You know."

"Tell Vorik I said hello." 

<blink>  "Ooookay.  I will.  Take care of yourself, Paris.  And 
Neelix, too, while you're at it."

<soft grin>  "Bet on it."


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