It had been a horrible day. She ran out of rations that morning, and the impluse engines were acting up, and B'Elanna was having one of her "days".

Chakotay entered, and concern creased his face the moment he saw her. It was one of those days, all right.

"Kathryn, are you okay?"

"What does it look like, Chakotay?" she added as her console began to smoke. She stood and hit her fist against the desk.

He walked around the desk, and wrapped his arms around her. She took a deep breath, and smiled. Sometimes all you need is a hug.