There was a difference from the start. The Maquis rebel held her as if he had a familiarity with holding her intimately. His arms gentle yet firm against her as if they had been in a similar position many times before. The details he knew of her life, thoughts she wouldn’t think of sharing with others. And then there was the book she would never lend to anyone. Captain Kathryn Janeway couldn’t shake these facts until she could no longer contain her curiosity. She had to ask just how intimate their relationship would become, but she already knew the answer.