Dinner

[LtCmdr Roget 0]

"Quite the little piece of jewelry you got there," Kyle said quietly, a small smile playing on his face as he touched the medal that she'd been awarded by Atragon mere hours earlier.  Suberence had since been properly stablised in sickbay, so Kyle had returned to the meeting room, hoping he'd find his love still there.  He had, and the two shared a quick embrace before he remarked about the significance of the honor.  The auditorium was completely empty, but for the two of them.  He eased into the seat next to hers, laying his arm gently over Margaux's shoulder.  "You want to tell me why you went white as a sheet when he got close to you?"

 

    "I don't know why, " she answered, her voice barely above a whisper. "...I've found a way to get us out of this hell, this rat maze that Melville has you in, us in.  It will be all right, I promise.  I love you.  I promise.."  The memory faded into the background as she turned slightly toward Kyle, her hand reaching up to brush his cheek.  "Probably just doing too much too soon, that's all…Really," she persisted, seeing the doubt in his eyes.  "I want to leave the past in the past.  You are my present, and I hope part of my future."

 

    He smiled to himself.  "A big part, if I have anything to do with it," he said, taking her by the hand and standing up.  He searched her green eyes momentarily and gave her a warm smile.  "I know there are parts of your life I may never know about; that you may not want me to know about."  He paused for a moment, giving his next words added emphasis.  "But I want you to know that you can tell me anything and it won't change how I feel about you."  Margaux wrapped her arms around his waist, resting her head against his chest.  He stood silent for a few minutes, relishing the closeness they shared, even if it were new; even if it were a centuries-old feeling.  Kyle broke the moment with a light kiss on her forehead.  "Now, I believe we have a dinner date that's long overdue."  He pulled her to arms length, once again finding himself lost in the depth of her beautiful green eyes.  "I'm sure the Commodore will grant the newest recipient of the Medal of Valor a couple hours off…?"

 

    Margaux smiled up at him.  "Just a couple of hours?"

 

    "We'll just have to play it by ear, eh?" he said, giving her what could have been perceived as a mischievous wink.

 

    They exited the auditorium.  Margaux paused for a moment and said, "I have one stop to make before dinner.  Meet you in an hour?"

 

    Kyle raised his eyebrows slightly then leaned down to kiss her.  A smile played on his face as he nodded.  "One hour, Ms. Rogét."  As she began to move away, he called after her, playfulness exuding from his voice.  "I don't like to be kept waiting..."

 

LtCmdr Margaux Rogét

Dr. Kyle Mele