Disclaimer: Not mine, and I'm not making money of this.
A/N: This one is
for Lisa Reinsch-Johnson, who I promised a busted fic with a plot and who never got one. Sorry, girl, it really is impossible!

He always gave her peace roses. I know; I'm the one who tends them and sees when one is missing. And after I notice one gone, he would either spent his day making rounds, boosting up moral all over the ship with his contagious cheerfulness, or fill his whole shift by flirting with her. She didn't even notice how little coffee she drank on those days. They'd be happy.

This morning, I noticed a red rose missing from the hydroponics bay. I also saw them kiss in front of the Captain's quarters. They looked beyond happy. I'm so glad for them.

Computer, end log.

Neelix touched a trembling hand to the screen. "Kes…" he whispered. And cried.