Flirtation

Mine! Mine! Mine! Yeah right! Anyway, Paramount's toys, my toy box. They can go home when their folks call. No money for me!!!!

Flirtation

Gods but I hate bridge duty during Delta shift. The rotation was scheduled to help give some of the less experienced crew bridge time, but Delta shift was often boring. At least she didn't have to suffer alone. She shot a glance at Ops.

Time to stir things up. Kathryn grinned mischievously. "Ship's status Mr. Kim?"

"All systems are normal."

Kathryn grinned. She sauntered over to him. Trailing her hand up his arm, she leaned in beside him until her breast brushed against his arm. She chuckled slightly as he blushed and swallowed. Leaning in, she whispered seductively "At ease Mr. Kim, before you sprain something." The dark haired man blinked in shock as a small hand brushed his backside. He turned to her, his voice low. "Not here! Besides, if the Commander should find out about this, he'll kill us both."

An amused chuckle erupted from the helm. "You've got that right, my friend. Heaven forbid you get caught playing with the Commander's toys. Especially while we're on duty."

Kathryn frowned. "When I want you're opinion Mr. Paris, I'll give it to you. Besides, you're just jealous. I wouldn't play with your toys if you gave them to me."

A calm smirk was her response. "Well now, ma'am, I didn't hear you complaining a few years ago."

"If I remember correctly, you didn't exactly offer me a choice."

"Details, details."

A slight frown settled across her brow. A snort echoed from tactical, drawing the crew's attention to the blond at that station. "You're a pig, Paris." Kathryn grinned at the unexpected defense.

Yes sir, we women have to stick together. "Thanks, Wildman."

"Oh please! As if you ever needed help against that PataQu."

Kathryn grinned again, this time at the dark Klingon woman who had moved into position by the helm.

"Besides, Helmboy here is barely competent at flying this ship, much less sex."

Paris scowled at the young woman. "And just how would you know?" Let's just say I've been talking to the Delaney sisters." Paris hurmphed and turned back to the helm.

A calm voice interrupted from the science station. She focused on the dark skinned vulcan. "I regret to inform you all that we are on duty and this discussion is unacceptable while on the bridge." A series of groans echoed through the crew.

"Leave it to a Vulcan to spoil our fun."

"What was that Mr. Kim?" Curious brown eyes made contact with irritated blue.

The young man shook his head in disgust. "He's always messing things up. We can't have any fun around here. Like there is anything to do at 6 am on this tub anyway."

General murmurs of agreement echoed through the bridge. Kathryn frowned once again, knowing that she had started this malcontent with her earlier actions. With a sigh, she slipped back into the command chair and began preparing her report for Alpha shift.

"Get your reports together people, Alpha shift will be here soon." A string of "Aye, Captain's" echoed over the bridge.

Captain Kathryn Janeway strode onto her bridge at 5 til seven, followed closely by her first officer, and chief of security. She intently studied the crew before her. Harry Kim was taking over for the young man at Ops. With their heads together, they were nearly indistinguishable. Young Dare looked exactly like his father. Glancing over at tactical, she noticed the grin Naomi Wildman tossed at Owen Paris. A slight growl drew her attention to Belle Paris and Lavek at science one where they were working on an experiment. She focused in at the young woman standing at attention before her. Her eyes followed the delicate line of her daughter's face. Long auburn hair escaped from the loose bun at the top of her head. It was almost like looking in a mirror with the exception of the warm brown eyes twinkling out at her. Her eyes lingered momentarily on the tattoo that had recently been added. She smiled. "Report."

All systems are at peak efficiency. Everything was quiet tonight, Captain." With a nod, Janeway excused the young woman.

Chakotay smiled as he watched the Delta shift leave the bridge. He grinned over at Kathryn. "How embarrassed do you think she'd be if she knew we had monitored their first duty shift alone."

Kathryn grinned at him. "She'd probably laugh about it and accept full responsibility for her actions. She takes after her father."

Chakotay grinned at her. "True, but she has her mother's temper. However, I'm not so much worried about their conversation and flirtation on the bridge as their behavior. I think it's time we had a talk with Dare Kim. I didn't like that look in his eye when she touched him."

Kathryn laughed. "She's all grown up now, Chakotay, you really have no say in it any longer. If it helps though, you have my permission to throw him in the brig."

The crew from the Delta shift grinned as Kathryn won yet another round of pool at Sandrine's. They were the only one's there because of the earliness of the hour.

"Hey, Owen, why do you even bother to play her anymore, she's been beating you at pool for years." The blond man tossed a grin at his sister. "It's simple Belle, it's the challenge. One day I'll win and then she owes me a kiss." The dark klingon glared at her brother. "Keep dreaming, Flyboy."

Dare glared at his best friend, his arm going possessively around the young red head at side. "I just might have to hurt you if you do win."

Mischievous brown eyes danced merrily at the comment. She glanced around taking in the various members of her "crew." With a slight, smile she admired her friends. The rowdy bunch was turning into quite a team.

"Hey, Ryn! It's your shot."

With a cheeky grin at Dare, she leaned over the pool table once more.

~finis~

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