B'Elanna woke from her nap and stretched her arm above her head.
She was back home in their quarters, with orders from the Doctor
to take it easy. Her eyes adjusted to the dim light of the cabin
and she spotted her husband seated in the rocking chair that the
Engineering Department had given her for her baby shower. He was
rocking their infant daughter and softly singing to her.
Listening, she could hear the words.

~~Are the stars out tonight?
~~I don't know if it's cloudy or bright.
~~And I only have eyes for you. **

Must be one of those old songs that he favored, she thought.
B'Elanna had to admit, she did like it. Nestling back against the
pillows, she savored the moment, watching as Tom rocked his
daughter. She was very lucky she realized, she had a husband who
loved her and a beautiful baby girl. Of course, she did have to
convince Tom that the child wasn't going to be named Belle Anna.
Then like the devil he was, he tricked her into naming her
K'Trina, a Klingon name. Not that she really minded, she
reflected, it also sounded human.

Life was very good, B'Elanna mused.

Reaching to her throat she pulled her necklace out, and rubbed
the smooth metal locket between her fingers. They certainly were
going to have a lot to tell K'Trina when she grew up.

The End.

Email is desperately sought. I've worked on this story since
early June 2000, so please let me know what you think. Comments,
etc., can be sent to kelhapam@worldpath.net

Credits; Footnotes follow:

* Yes, I'm making this up. No comments from the peanut gallery.

** Lyrics from the song" I Only Have Eyes for You, by Al Dubin
and Harry Warren.

*** "Brandy," sung by the group "Looking Glass," Words and Music
by Elliot Lurie.

Brandy (You're A Fine Girl)***

There's a port on a western bay,
And it serves a hundred ships a day,
Lonely sailors pass the time away,
And talk about their homes,

And there's a girl in this harbor town
And she works layin' whiskey down
They say "Brandy, fetch another round"
She serves them whiskey and wine

(Chorus) The sailors say "Brandy, you're a fine girl" (you're a
fine girl)
"What a good wife you would be" (such a fine girl)
"Yeah your eyes could steal a sailor from the sea"
Brandy wears a braided chain
Made of finest silver from the North of Spain
A locket that bears the name
Of the man that Brandy loves

He came on a summer's day
Bringin' gifts from far away
But he made it clear he couldn't stay
No harbor was his home
The sailor said " Brandy, you're a fine girl"
"What a good wife you would be"
"But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea"

Yeah, Brandy used to watch his eyes
When he told his sailor stories
She could feel the ocean foam rise
She saw its ragin' glory
But he had always told the truth, lord, he was an honest man
And Brandy does her best to understand

At night when the bars close down
Brandy walks through a silent town
And loves a man who's not around
She still can hear him say
She hears him say " Brandy, you're a fine girl"
"What a good wife you would be"
"But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea"

"Brandy, you're a fine girl" (you're a fine girl)