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“Come on, come on, you gotta see,” Eldin says to her the moment she walks in the door.

If she weren’t so tired and sore and heavy and, well, pregnant, she’d bite his head off but instead she just scowls and says, “Can I at least take off my coat first, jeeze!”

“I’m surprised you can put it on, frankly,” Eldin says.

Murphy narrows her eyes at him in warning. He raises his hands, steps back. He’s got paint on his sleeves. Brown paint.

She does take off her coat, kicks off her shoes, goes into the kitchen to eat a snack which turns into her horking down half a pound cake, goes pee twice and then finds Eldin.

“Okay, I’m ready, what did you want to show me?” she asks.

He grins. “I finally finished the mural on the nursery ceiling.”

She feels her chest pull tight, something warm fluttering inside. “Did you?”

“Yeah,” he says. “Come and see.”

He helps her up the stairs. Doesn’t touch her but hovers behind her so that she won’t fall. Part of her wants to make a snide comment about not being an invalid but a slightly larger part of her is just grateful.

The door to the nursery is closed.

“You said you wanted something literary,” he says. “A classic. Now I don’t usually like to be put into a box, I don’t like rules or regulations, I don’t need the man stifling my creativity, I don’t-”

“Eldin!”

“But I think with this modern classic, we found some common ground,” he finishes. “Go on in.”

So she does. The room smells of fresh paint. The windows don’t have curtains yet and the crib is leaning against the wall, still in pieces. Frank had promised to come help her put it together but they haven’t found the time yet. She reaches out, flips on the light and looks up.

“Oh, come on!” she exclaims. “What the hell classic is that?”

Eldin tucks his hands into his pockets and grins. “Everybody poops!”

10. Which alien pet would you most want for your own?

That dog with a costume on.

23. Favorite tropes?

I’m always like “is this a trope or is this just a thing that exists”  idk what counts so I’ll tell you that I love time travel and I like when someone thinks they’re going to die and they say something emotional.

29. Favorite and least favorite episodes?

My fave Voyagers are the time they went to the 90′s and also all episodes where Seven and Naomi are family especially the one where they specifically say that they’re family. Fave DS9s, oh boy. Umm fuck, Progress guest starring my true TV dad Brian Keith, Trials and Tribble-ations, also the baseball episode and the time they all had to dress up and save Vic’s holoprogram from villains. For TNG can I just say First Contact? And for TOS, boy I dunno like I realize I’m watching it RIGHT NOW and should be able to easily pick an episode but the experience is kind of blending together. I liked the one with the guy who was definitely a Q. OH PROBABLY TRIBBLES. Least faves: ANY AND ALL FERENGI EPISODES, also the TOS which could have been really cool if they’d written it differently but instead it was about a cloud entity taking over a woman’s body permanently without her consent and making it impossible to ever leave the planet where she would live alone with Zefram Cochrane for the rest of their lives. 

41. Which episode(s) creeped out/scared you the most?

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here's a hot tip: time for julian the white mage! although more like... JLIAN haha i can't remember what the character limit is. when i first played I i did a voyager party and when i played III i did a stargate party. some of the most fun i've ever had with ff games lol

well loving V puts you in a good position for III. I and III were so fun for me because of their flexibility. no established characters means wild-running imagination!

listen buddy, this is a wip because it is NOT GOOD, it’s BAD. the premise was that voyager didn’t get home and what is it like even deeper into a journey they know they ain’t finding a shortcut for. but i like, couldn’t find my mojo or whatever.

Still, Tom always remembers when the anniversary rolls around and he knows the captain does too. It’s why he gets up early, goes to the mess hall well before the breakfast rush begins, before Neelix even shows up. 

He knows his way around the kitchen. B’Elanna had finally come in last year and upgraded a lot of the jury rigged systems after a series of several small fires. Neelix had complained about everything being brought up to regs, but Tom thought things had been tasting better, honestly. Another perk is that he feels more confident coming into kitchen use it on the sly.

He grinds the beans, does a slow pour for maximum smoothness, pours it carefully into the carafe and screws the lid on. Carries it with him to the bridge. There was a time he would have made an excuse as to why he was so early for the shift and headed straight for the ready room but he doesn’t bother with that anymore. Just walks right over and rings the chime.

There’s a pause and then, “Enter.”

She looks tired. She always looks overworked and stressed but she looks physically tired. He could chide her gently about her sleeping habits but it wouldn’t do any good. Make them both feel bad and change nothing.

“Tom,” she says when she sees him. “You’re up early.”

“I went on a coffee run,” he says seriously. “I believe this one is for you.” 

She looks at the silver carafe and then back to him. 

“My special brew,” he adds.

There’s her desk between them and he sets the coffee down. 

“Here’s to year nine,” he says.