A Sorrow Shared... [Romantik/Intimität: etwas teilen - Für mich]

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Titel: "A Sorrow Shared"
Team: Sonne
Challenge: Romantik/Intimität: etwas teilen - Für mich
Fandom: Star Trek TNG/VOY
Rating: P12
Genre: Gen, Background Femslash
Warnungen: Wahrscheinlich ziemlich kitschig
Zusammenfassung: Picard watches Beverly and Kathryn...
Wörter: ~500
Anmerkungen: Ein kleiner Schnellschuss, weil mir schon beim Schreiben von "You Look Amazing" die Frage im Kopf herumgeusterte, wad wohl Picard und Chakotay zu den beiden sagen würden.
Wie gegabt, Englisch ist nicht meine Muttersprache und so.


Captain Jean-Luc Picard stood on the galley in the main reception hall of Jupiter Station, silently watching the goings-on below him. The official reception for the return of the Voyager was slowly winding down. The majority of Star Fleet’s admiralty and most of the other high ranking members had left quite a while ago and the younger folk, who were more ready to party, had taken over. In fact, Picard determined with one quick glance around, he was the only captain left. Save for the Captain of the Voyager herself of course.

Kathryn Janeway was enjoying herself tremendously, that much was certain. Picard had observed her the whole evening, how she had chatted amiably with anyone, never showing any outward signs of irritation towards any of the seemingly never ending queue of guests wanting to talk to her. By those people had left and now Captain Janeway was free to do as she pleased for the remainder of the evening. Right now she was talking to the crewman responsible for the evenings entertainment. She obviously asked something of him and when he nodded she smiled at him and left.

At first, Picard wasn’t sure what had changed, but then he noticed the music. Up until now it had just been some instrumental background sound, but now, there were words. He didn’t recognize the voice, but he knew that song was old, very old. A small space cleared in the middle of the great hall until only Janeway stood in the centre, another woman in her arms and they danced oblivious to all around them to the song.

It took Picard a moment to recognize the other woman. Beverly! He had know, that Beverly had been friends with Janeway since their academy days, but he had never known how deep their friendship really was. In this moment however, as he watched them move in perfect sync, smiling at each other as only lovers do, he realized, it had been more than friendship all along.

“I never knew”, said a sad voice next to him, rousing him from his thoughts.

Picard looked up. A man stood next to him, with a dark complexion and a rather conspicuous tattoo on the left side of his face. Picard had never met the other man before, but from all he had heard, this could only be Commander Chakotay, Ex-Maqui and Janeway’s second in command. He wasn’t sure if the commander had meant the remark for him, but he choose to answer anyway.

“Neither did I.”

Chakotay nodded slightly. If just to himself or in reply to his statement, Picard wasn’t sure.

“My mother used to say, if you really love someone, you are happy when they are happy.”

Picard followed Chakotay’s eyes to the two women dancing down below them. The way they held each other, the way they looked in each others eyes, their was only one true answer to the question, if they were happy.

“The look happy to me.”

“Yes, they do”, answered Chakotay wistfully. “It still hurts...”

“Yes, it does.”