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Subject: [ASCEM-S] NEW VOY: 4/14 Catch Me If You Can C/P NC-17
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CATCH ME IF YOU CAN
Author:  Stormraven 
Series: VOY
Codes: C/P
Part: 4/14
Rating: G all the way up NC-17
Archive: Ask me and we shall see about it.
Summary: Chakotay and Tom have to get married to keep the peace.
night. The boys can park their shoes under my bed anytime. No 
monetary gain intended.

Part Four
************

Tom got as far as the shuttle port when his father's guards caught up 
with him. They escorted him none too gently back to the hotel where 
his father was waiting impatiently for them.

"This has been a most disappointing night, Thomas," Owen remarked 
sternly. "Where did you think you were going?"

"Anywhere to be away from this farce. I want nothing to do with your 
political maneuvers, father," Tom stood up to his father for the 
first time in his life.

"I don't think so, my dear boy," Owen motioned with his hand and 
before Tom could turn around to see, the young man felt the hiss of a 
hypo spray against his shoulder. 

"Bastard," Tom spat at his parental unit as a warm glowing tingling 
feeling spread over his entire body and mind. Moments later, he was 
completely docile and ready to do his father's bidding.

"Doctor, take him back to his suite and post guards. This wedding is 
essential to the treaty," Owen Paris stated as he left the room 
stopping for a moment to brush his hand gently against his son's 
cheek. "It's all for the best and he will be good for you."

************

Chakotay, with the help of a passer-by made it back to his suite. His 
family doctor came and fixed up the highly embarrassed man. He spent 
the rest of the night plotting revenge.





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