This is so different from what she's used to. So different from what she's comfortable with. She's always been the replacement, the slut, the whore. The one everybody sleeps with, then ignores. Never the one that somebody loved. She'd always believed that that was all she was, all she ever could be. And she was used to it. Hard and fast; thanks, that was great.
But then she met her. An angel in command boots, talking hard and taking crap from no one. God knows B'Elanna did to deserve her grace. She melted the wall of ice that had taken her whole life to build up within a year.
She never knew what it was to be loved until now.