BREWING UP SOME TROUBLE
[Part 5]!

by ALM_Voyager

She was at the emotional phase. Chakotay had had to replicate a box of tissues for her. This was the worst of it all -- he could handle her temper, he could handle the irritability -- but, damnit, he just couldn't handle her tears. Let's face it, he was a sucker. 'A sucker for beautiful women who I want to have my way with' he thought to himself as Kathryn hiccuped.

"Just one cup, Chakotay. I saved us from the Kazon --" she started.

"No," Chakotay said, "you know I can't."

"I know you can't . . . on a lot of things," she said and Chakotay did a double take.

He watched her move towards him, a sexual swing to her hips and his mind started to fly at warp speed.

Kathryn traced his cheek with her finger, "You know what one of my favorite foods is?"

"What would that be," he could barely swallow. God, she wasn't only beautiful . . she was as enchanting as the goddess Circe.

"Ice cream . . . coffee ice cream . . ." she leaned forward, her lips inches from his, "we could do some rather interesting things with it," she licked her lips with the tip of her tongue and then brushed their wetness against his own lips.

It took everything he had to utter two words, "Nice try."

Kathryn pushed herself off from his lap, where she had been trying to seduce him for coffee, and sat on the cushion next to him.

"How about vanilla, instead?" he asked seriously.

She folded her arms and looked away.

"It is with great pleasure I award this certificate to Captain Kathryn Janeway," the EMH addressed her senior staff, who had gathered in private in the mess hall, "for completing her coffee rehab program." He smiled and watched as a blushing Captain walked forward to take the certificate with sleepy, caffeine deprived eyes.

'If the Borg attacked, they would all be dead,' she smiled with that thought and it made it all worthwhile.

"In addition," the Doctor smirked, "I have prepared a certificate for Commander Chakotay -- for surviving the Captain without Coffee in her system." Everyone applauded and hooted as he walked forward, shaking his arms in a boxing show of triumph. "Lord knows you deserve it," the EMH said low enough for him to hear and unfortunately, Kathryn Janeway too, who smacked the EMH from behind his head.

"Thank you doctor," Chakotay stated. "Captain," he turned to her and Kathryn wanted to turn and run. Had she really tried to seduce her first officer for Coffee Icecream??? Of course she had. "the rest of the crew has decided to give up coffee and other caffeine oriented drinks as well . . . in the interest of their," he paused and smirked, ". . . health."

Kathryn knew they knew she would kill for a cup of coffee -- rehab or no rehab. "Thank you, all of you --" she looked at every face.

Tuvok stepped forward, "I have taken the liberty of asking Mr. Neelix to serve Vanilla Icecream. As I understand," his eyebrow raised and Kathryn felt her heart thudding in her chest, "Mr. Chakotay has a . . . fondness . . . for the stuff." It was logical.

*And so we end our time with the coffee addicted -- to all of you who dare to suffer the effects of Caffeine: Live Long And Prosper!*

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