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Disclaimer time once again!   Fifty-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 will eventually involve sex 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.  :)

Yes, another series.  <sigh>  Sequel to 'Ssst', 'Growl', 
'Chuckle', 'Sob', 'Grin', 'Sigh', and 'Smile'.

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


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Neelix just left.  I was sorry to see him go, but I knew I 
couldn't keep my eyes open for very much longer.  He 
understood it wasn't anything personal.  Even promised he'd 
stop back after the party and see how I was doing, if I 
needed anything.  He was ecstatic that the crew now had a 
real reason to party.

<tired grin>

I'm glad for that, I guess.  It was a little hectic, not to 
mention exhausting, there, for a while.  The Doc was 
pleased, I suppose, as much as he could be.  Made some 
crack about how empty Sickbay was going to be, since I was 
now awake and leaving and all.  Said I was released to my 
quarters, easy on the activity, off-duty for the next few days 
and some other stuff I didn't quite catch.

<sigh>

Not that it matters, really.  Damn, I'm beat.  Apparently, I've 
been out for the last five days.  Musta gotten fried but good, 
huh? 

<yawn>

It was nice not waking up alone, I gotta admit.  I was 
surprised to find Neelix there, right next to me. Hovering.

<grin>

He was talking to me, again.  Made quite a habit of it while I 
was out, I was told.  *He* might have even told me, I can't 
quite remember.  

<sigh>

Doc said I was back to normal, but I sure as hell don't feel 
like it.  Feels more like I'm only firing at half-impulse.  If that.

<yawn>

Neelix walked me back to my quarters.  The place was 
deserted, but that's because a lot of people were at his 
party.  He chattered along the whole way and it didn't annoy 
me at all.  Guess I've had my fill of silence, for a while.  It 
was nice just listening to him talk.  Cheerful.  I could use 
cheerful right about now.

<sigh>

He all but tucked me in, made a huge fuss about me being 
warm enough, whatever that was all about.  Even got me a 
glass of water.

<grin>

Fortunately, he stopped short of the bedtime story, or I 
would've wondered what universe I was in.

<tired half-chuckle>

I'm really looking forward to his return.  I guess I just don't 
want to be alone, right now.  Wouldn't surprise me a 
damned bit if he was the only one to visit me when I was in 
Sickbay.  Not at all.  Neelix is just like that, carrying on a 
conversation with someone who doesn't even know he's 
there.

<yawn>

Too damn nice for his own good.  Hopefully, he'll tell me 
whatever it was he spent the last few days talking to me 
about.  I'd like to be there, next time.

<stretch>  <burrow down into covers>

Oh, damn, I'm out of it.  My brain just doesn't want to work. 
Good thing it doesn't have to, then, huh? Wonder how long 
it'll take me to get back up to speed, flying. Probably too 
long.

<sigh>

I'm almost hungry, but I'm too tired to get up and get 
something.  Maybe later.

<yawn>

I don't remember locking my door.  I don't think.  Maybe 
Neelix did it for me.  Shit, I'm too wiped to ask the computer, 
even.  Damn, I can't be all right.  I've never been this 
exhausted.  Not after five days of sleeping.

<yawn>

Hell.  I wanted to wait . . . for Neelix . . . to get back.

<yawn>

But, I don't . . . think I'm gonna . . . make it . . . that long . . .

<yawn>

Think . . . I'm . . . falling . . .


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