"Seven of Nine is in Holodeck one."
Captain Janeway, curiosity peaked, left her ready room heading for the holodeck. Upon her arrival, she entered her code for access but was thwarted by Borg encryptions. She exerted a command override and the doors hissed open.
Before her, wrapped in light fog, gauzy in full moonlight, was a beautiful Victorian styled gazebo overlooking a slow moving river. A silhouetted figure matching Seven's was leaning casually against one of the supporting posts. Kathryn fought to breathe against the rise of excitement she felt. She slowly walked toward the structure.
A silky voice called out to her as she neared. "Good Evening Captain."
Thrill locked her vocal chords against responding only allowing a coquettish smile to appear. She extended her hand and the Borg received it, guiding her to the interior of the gazebo.
Seven gently wrapped her arms around the stalwart captain, blocking any attempts for retreat. Janeway chuckled lightly.
Seven lifted Kathryn's face, her thumb and finger cradling the traditionalist woman's chin.
"What do you find amusing Kathryn?" She asked delivering a delicate kiss to her forehead.
"Well, here you are standing there loving me, whether or not you should. So somewhere in my youth or childhood, I must have done something good."
Seven tilted her head and whispered, "Indeed," as she gingerly kissed her wife.