Star Trek The Next Generation The Gift: A Star Trek SI

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Author's Note: I wrote this three years ago when I was VERY sick and bored out of my mind. I hope you all enjoy it. We'll be revisiting Risa a couple of times as we continue along the timeline.

The thing with Picard's double happened without incident. Nothing I could have done to prevent that. I am in need of a vacation. I've had downtime but downtime and R and R are two completely different things. Deanna recommends that I take shore leave for a couple of weeks. I agree and go see Christy, things have been a little weird between her and I since I came back from the other reality, and I haven't told her why yet.

"Hey. I have a question."

"Sure." she says while inputting commands into her panel. I'm in engineering right now.

"I have been granted shore leave, and was wondering if you wanted to come with me."

That gets her attention.

"Where did you have in mind?"

"Risa."

"Isn't that where Captain Picard is going?"

"Yes...but we don't have to be in the same place he is."

"I know you Adam...what's going on at Risa, and why do you have to be there?" she is incredibly smart, and doesn't like my bullshit too much.

"Nothing. I've always just wanted to go to Risa. I've heard it's fantastic, and I know things between you and I have been...awkward the last few days."

"That's because you won't tell me what happened to you in that other reality. You're the one putting shields up between us, not me."

That's a phaser shot off the starboard bow, but not entirely wrong.

"I'm sorry. I'm still dealing with what happened on the other Enterprise---I promise you that I will tell you everything if you want to know, but I'd like you to come with me. Don't make me go by myself."

"All right. I still will need to have shore leave cleared...I don't have as much time banked as you do, nor do I have your...VIP privilege's." she grins.

"Perfect. If you need me to, I'll talk to Geordi about giving you more days. You won't regret this Christy."

"I'm already beginning to." she and I kiss as I leave engineering

She might have a point. I have no idea what to expect---I didn't want to tell her about...Vash---or the Tox Utat. Besides which Vash and Picard are the ones who fall in love. Absolutely no reason to believe anything different is going to happen. It should be just a nice, standard, much needed vacation where Christy and I finally get to make love. Yep. No hijinks. Right?

Risa is all set. Packing is easy in this reality, and not just because of replicators...it has dawned on me that I don't actually have any "real" clothes since I got here. It still occasionally freaks me out that I'm wearing replicated clothing. It is a strange feeling to try and describe---the most closest thing I can possibly compare it with is like a sheath armored suit---except that doesn't do it justice either as the replicator literally copies the fabrics, right down to the molecules themselves. It's complicated stuff.

Anyway we're just going two weeks. Turns out I didn't have to talk to Geordi to clear any more days for Christy. I'm REALLY hoping that being on Risa helps us---we're not in any real trouble. I do need to tell her what happened in the other reality, even though NOTHING happened. She deserves to know and I promise no secrets at the beginning of all my relationships---or I would have I had any! Everyone is pretty excited for me, and also getting Picard off the ship for the first time. It's incredible he never took a vacation before this episode---but that fits his psyche profile honestly.


There wasn't enough time with Elizabeth to book a trip to Risa...that would have been absolutely amazing. Two weeks with her...ahem but I am excited to see how things transpire with Christy. Captain Picard as anticipated, was less enthused with the two of us coming along with him, but I promised him that we would be in another part of the planet---which we are. I made sure to book us a suite in Tembiti Lagoon. Captain Picard is staying in the capital...which is why the place was crawling with extras---errrr---tourists and Risans. Christy is still suspicious of my motives still, and I can't say as I blame her---she's wearing a magnificently skimpy blue bikini, and I'm shirtless wearing a pair of ocean blue shorts. Our luggage has already been beamed down to our room...and right on cue---Arandis is there to meet us. Interesting.

"Welcome to Risa. It is my pleasure to welcome you to Tembiti Lagoon, where I am it's chief facilitator. My name is Arandis."

I shake her hand. I'm a little giddy right now, and it's not the few cocktails that I've already downed.


"It's my pleasure to meet you Arandis. It's wonderful to finally be here."

"You know of Tembiti Lagoon?"

"It's reputation proceeds itself let's say...I've been wanting to visit for a very long time."

I see Christy roll her eyes as she starts towards the main building. Arandis smiles and beckons me to follow her.

"I'm very happy to hear that. You will know then that we offer only the very best in hospitality. We feature five star cuisine from the very best chef's across the galaxy. Room service is available all day and night if desired. Our staff is highly trained to respond to you and your partner's every need. There is entertainment in the evening times. The beaches are also open all day. There is no curfew, so feel free to enjoy what the resort has to offer for as long as you are here to stay, and if you need anything at all---don't hesitate to ask for me."

We're inside our suite now and I'm a little bit taken aback...speechless actually. It is absolutely beautiful.

"Thank you again Arandis, and be assured if we need you, we'll call." she smiles and leaves us along.

Christy slinks towards me and wraps her arms around my neck.

"So what do you think?" she asks

"I think you look absolutely breathtaking...and I can think of a few things we can finally do now that we're alone..."

I start to untie her bikini top as we kiss, she giggles.

"Finally, I thought we'd never get to this part, Mr. Young."

"I'm admittedly a little slow in this department...my lack of experience you see." Hmmm. Her top falls off as she kisses down my chest and goes to pull down my shorts.

"I think I can help...educate you with that..."

"I was hoping you would say that...."

"Stop talking."

I obey as we fall back onto the bed.

Just as Christy and I are...resting...we're interrupted by Picard and Vash who burst into our room. We pull the sheet up.

"Mr. Young...Lieutenant Henshaw. Our apologies...but there's a situation..."

I try and avoid looking at Vash while she looks at me with...an unexpected expression on her face.

I press myself up on the headboard of the bed...

"Ah. I see you've met Vash already. I thought we had more time."

"I knew it!" Christy exclaims but she doesn't leave

"You know of me?" Vash asks

"Who hasn't?" Vash smiles, Christy swats me with a pillow.

"Enough Adam, you clearly know what is going on here. We need your help, get dressed---consider that an order, and I apologize again Lieutenant."
Damn. I get out of bed and start putting on clothes.

"Adam...what is happening?" Christy says crawling over to my side.

"You might've been a little...uh...right when you suspected that I had ulterior motives coming here."

"You bastard. You came here because of her---didn't you?"

"Sort of...but not in the way you're thinking Christy."

I put on my shirt and sit on the bed. I take her hand---she pulls it away. I don't have time for this...but I need to make this right. I kiss the back of her hand gently.

"I'm truly sorry. I haven't been upfront with you since I got back from the other reality. There is a reason why I wanted to come to Risa, and yes Vash is part of it---but she falls in love with the Captain...I came here to expose the fraud Vorlons, and also to give you the vacation that you truly deserve and treat you like the queen you are." I cringe slightly. Don't over do it Adam.

"Mr. Young?" the Captain calls

"I'm coming sir..."

"You did that well enough..." Christy harrumphs.

"Thank you...lol...listen you can either come with us, or you can stay here and when I come back...I promise you that I will tell you everything that happened on the other Enterprise---and why I've been distant from you. I'll try not to flirt with Vash."

"That seems like it's going to be impossible for you...you're so so lucky you know that? You're a bastard."

"But a charming bastard! Right?"

We kiss again...I linger a few seconds longer than i should then pull away. Damn this. I honestly wasn't expecting a relationship when this episode happened...I am a bit of a bastard. I kind of wish Christy was coming with us.

"Christy...be mindful while I'm gone. I'm not entirely confident that this...will unfold exactly as it did on the show. Call Arandis if you need company, she's really a delightful person." she hears the concern in my voice

"I'll do that. You be careful too Adam. We have unfinished business when you come back..."

"I know. I love you."

It's the first time I say and we both realize it. She doesn't hesitate.

"I love you too, you bastard, now go before the Captain loses his patience. This is wrecking his holiday too."

I know. He just wanted to read his books in private.

I head into the living room where Picard and Vash are waiting for me. I'm not really in the mood for any of Vash's hijinks. I'm tempted to just shut this thing down as soon as possible...but I'm curious.

"So you've encountered the Vorgons already...and Sovak."

Vash turns to Picard.

"How does he know that? How does he know me?"

Picard sighs and introduces us.

"Vash, this is the Special Starfleet Consultant assigned to the Enterprise, Adam Christopher Young."

"Adam, you already know who Vash is."

She extends her hand and I shake it firmly.

"Indeed I do. It's my honor to meet you."

"As to how he knows what is going on...well...that's a complicated matter we don't have time for. What DOES matter is that he knows what is going on and can help us."

Yeah, I'm going to end this early.

"Vash...sigh. As much as it pains me to do this...tell the Captain where the Tox Uthat is please."

Picard looks at her confused.

Vash's expression changes to annoyed for a second then feigned confusion.

"I'm not sure what you're talking about. We have to go to---"

I rub my temples with two fingers.

"Vash. You don't understand who you are dealing with---and under any other circumstances---I would have loved nothing more than to go on an adventure with you...but you're not fooling me. I know you found the Tox Uthat in the caves already, when you first arrived here and have been hiding it from Sovak." she looks genuinely shocked now and Picard has an angry look on her face

"Don't be too upset with her Captain...she's in over her head a little bit. Good thing I planned for this." I take out my comm badge.

"Young to Enterprise."

"Riker here..."

"Are you in position yet sir?" Picard is looking at me in bewilderment...I'm possibly gonna get reamed when we get back to the ship, but I REALLY want to get back to Christy.

"We arrived a few minutes ago based on your plan Adam yes. Is the Captain there?"

"I am Number One, and quite impressed---and annoyed at the same time." Picard says in his stern voice


"Understood. I'll explain later."

"You damned well better."


"Code 14 sir two second delay ...on my mark."

"Understood, standing by."

"I apologize sir, but I had anticipated this was going to happen and informed Commander Riker--and told him what I wanted to do. He didn't want to---burden you with this since you're on shore leave."

Picard sighs. Vash beams at me.

"I like him."

Uh-oh.

"Vash...please. We're wasting valuable time...we will protect you from Solok and the Vorgons, but you must produce the Uthat first."

"Fine." Vash sighs and goes to get it. I glance at the Captain.

"When we return to the Enterprise, you and I are going to have a little talk Mr. Young."

"Aye sir."

Vash comes back with a Horga'hn and opens it up and there is the Uthat. Almost right on cue the Vorgons appear with their weapons drawn.

"You have done well Captain Picard, faster than the records shown."

"You're not who you told the Captain you are." I say confronting them.

"Who are you?" they exclaim

"I'm not in your records." I reply

"Vash toss it to me and both of you run now."

she hesitates and Picard realizes what is happening and takes it from her and tosses to me and grabs her hand

"Now Enterprise! Now! MARK!" I exclaim

I then dive for cover too as the Uthat explodes! All of us get up and the Vorgons turn to both Picard and I. It was Picard's destiny to DESTROY the Tox Uthat and then Bortanus turn to me and says:

"We ARE aware of who you are Adam Christopher Young...Good Journey."

The two of them vanish and Picard and Vash get up.

"Is it over?" Vash asks

"It's over I say, the Ferengi will be arrested when he comes back into the city tomorrow. I've alerted the authorities about him already."

"You'll have to tell me how this transpires originally when we get back, Adam." Picard says

Vash rubs her hand on Picard's chest.

"It seems we have free time on our hands."

Picard is hesitant.

"Vash is a highly interesting woman, Captain. I'm sure you'll find her company rather stimulating, if you give her a chance."

"You are a mystery in itself Mr. Young." Vash says to me


"I would love to get to know you more, perhaps we will have an opportunity in the future to do so---however my partner is currently waiting for me...and I promised her a proper vacation. Vash...stay out of trouble---Captain I'll see you in two weeks. Enjoy the rest of your leave."

"Well done Mr. Young, and thank you." I nod leaving the two of them to leave our suite I head back into the bed room

Christy is sitting up reading something. I start stripping off my shirt and shorts.

"Arandis is probably gonna come to check on us in a few minutes..."

"Is the commotion over with now? I Trust you butterflied it." she says with her arms crossed

"I did."

"Everything is fine?" she asks

"More than fine." I lift up the sheet from the bottom of the bed and crawl underneath of it. Slowly kissing Christy's body until I reach her lips and then cover us. She giggles.

"I'm sorry. I'll tell you everything...but first we have to make up for lost time." I say as I kiss her chest. She giggles and we end up making love until the following morning.

The next morning I finally Christy what has been bothering me since I came back from the other Enterprise and she laughs.

"You were worried that I what? Was going to leave you or something because you had feelings for a woman in an alternate reality that a variant of you was involved with? I can't believe that was a real sentence."

We're eating breakfast together at our spacious oval shaped table. Fresh fruit, and crepes that I had just finished making.

"I didn't think that...but I did feel guilty about having those feelings."

Christy laughs. It reminds me of Elizabeth's laugh and I frown.

"Adam...you're in the 24th century now. A lot---and I mean a LOT has changed in the past three hundred years...not to mention we're a completely different reality than from what yours might evolve into. We're not hung up on certain things any more, you could say that a sexual revolution took place after World War III happen---I know you're still reading and learning our history---but you really have to drop your old mentality."

"I get that things have changed, but I was thinking of you---and you're right...I need to stop assuming things and talk about them with you...what that other version of me felt though---"

"It lingered with you naturally?" she asks

"Yes. Plus I think I've always had a crush on...the actress that played Tasha...so for a version of me to actually been involved with A Tasha.."

"It must've been overwhelming for you."

"Everything was overwhelming about being in that reality---everything was so dark."

"Can I ask you another question?" she asks

"Fire away." i say in between bites of crepe

"What's the deal with Vash? I saw how you looked at her."

"Vash is a unique person in this reality...galaxy. Yes I had a crush on her too, but under no illusions that anything would happen nor would I have jeopardize anything with you."

"Good to know, but I would have been open to something..." she smiles mischievously

My jaw drops for a few seconds.

"I've had relations before with women---especially when I was at the Academy. I told you Adam, things have changed here. Anyway you're off the hook. You had nothing to worry about. You have proven to me where your heart is...and I love you for it."

"I meant what I said earlier...I have fallen in love with you Christy."

"And I you..."

We kiss

"So I was hoping to hit the beach. It's been a long time since I've been to a proper beach."

"I'll go put on my bikini." I nod

I smile goofy...for the first time in a long, long time...I feel...happy.

 

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The two weeks were an absolute blessing. It had been a long time since I had a genuine extended vacation like this before---and nothing quite like Risa at all. As anticipated Arandis did check in on us and I explained what had happened, and she informed me that the authorities had picked up Solok upon his return into the main city. I would have liked to have seen the expression on his face when he was arrested. We have a chance to explore some of the planet as well as mostly staying in the Lagoon. It's nice and peaceful here and the weather control is brilliant. They have perfected the technology even more than on Earth here. They can switch it on and off like a light switch.


When we returned to the ship Captain Picard did indeed have a talk with me...making sure that if I had notions of any such plans in the future that I run them by him no matter what it is...and especially if it involves the crew or ship's safety. I agree to do so, and then he commends me on the plan.

"I trust that you picked it up from the episode?" He asks while sipping tea

"I did. You come up with it...I just borrowed it." He smiles

"Code 14...the destruction of an object while being dematerialized in a transport beam. That would have been something I would think of in that situation. Well done Adam. However next time, I would like to be informed about a command decision involving MY ship. Understood?"

"Understood sir."

"So...did you take my suggestion to spend time with Vash?" he frowns, annoyed that I've brought it up. After all. This is still season 3 Picard.

"At first I wasn't going to...all I wanted to do there was just read---and I explained that again to Vash--however as you know, she can be very persuasive and brought up the ancient civilization on Tagus III. Then she offered to take me to Galgartha...which features this absolutely amazing cliff face that changes pitch and handholds as one makes their way up for it. I've never climbed anything like it before..."

"I'm surprised that neither of you broke anything climbing it...as it has a reputation for being a literal tourist trap...for even the most experienced climbers." I reply and there's a twinkle in his eye

I'm thinking of Travis who had that happen to him when the NX-01 visited it.

"We took the necessary precautions and Vash was an expert guide."

"I'm sure she was. It sounds like you two had a delightful time."

"Why? What happens in the episode between us?"

I sigh.

"In the episode Vash leads you on an elaborate adventure into the cave where the Tox Uthat is supposed to be--while you're being pursued by Solak. The adventure brings you close together---and..."

"We spend the night together." Picard finishes

"Yes sir."

He tugs on his uniform and then takes another sip of tea.

"I see. Now I understand why you've had the tone with me that you've had...you were worried that you might have...taken that experience away from me with her?"

"Yes sir."

He smiles.

"I am, as you know, not prone to discussing my personal life, however if it relieves you of any consternation---spending the night did occur. "

"I'm glad for you sir."

"I trust things with you and Lieutenant Henshaw proceeded smoothly after we left?"

"They did yes. We're in a great place now. "

"I am happy for you Adam. Well done again. You're dismissed."

Aye sir, and thank you sir."

"Remember what I said though...any circumstances like that again---I need to be immediately informed beforehand."

"Aye sir."

Not the reaming I expected, but the message is crystal clear. I need to go make a pizza for Will.

The next three months are a whirlwind of activity as I delve back into my studies. Christy moves into my quarters. Elizabeth messages to inform me that the new "Borg Detection Array" (Tentative name) is now up and running and is scanning. The device takes tremendous power to operate and a half a dozen Starfleet officers are stationed there. Think like the Armagosa Array from "Generations" but about fifteen times larger. It is at the time of writing the single largest advanced detection device/station that Starfleet has built and operates. It's been online now for a few weeks and starting to get hits which is concerning. The Fleet despite advanced efforts is no where near it needs to be and still disappointing with the numbers. I instruct Elizabeth to get them to focus the array along the Romulan Neutral Zone--the entirety of it. The Borg IIRC make pot shots all along that sector of space. This is in September---I tell her and Admiral Hanson that we have about two months before they launch their attack. The Defiant despite the alterations I recommended is not ready---the Romulans are not cooperating with loaning the cloaking device, despite suggestions of joint operation of it. Neither side trusts each other. I tell them both to get over themselves...because this thing is bigger than our blood feud with each other. We may have to think of an...another alternative should they continue to reject us.

Tam Elburn comes aboard the Enterprise as "Tin Man" happens...Commander Riker is unsure of Tam due to an incident that cost the lives of two of Riker's Academy friends. I assure Will that everything will proceed without incident this time and that he needs to back off Elburn. Riker respects my judgement and we eventually discover that the creature is from another universe that somehow got lost in ours and bonds with Tam. Data goes through his crisis of faith as he wonders if he should be elsewhere than the Enterprise.

"Captain...I know this sounds crazy...and its a haunch rather than fact...but I think I know where Gomtuu is from. It's a hell of a leap...but I have a gut feeling. I request permission to board him...I believe he will allow me to without incident."

"That's a hell of a guess Adam." Riker says

"I know it is. I'm basing this off that Gomtuu resembles organic ships from a reality called...Farscape."

"Another show?" Asks Deanna doubting

"Yes. I understand how crazy this sounds, and I maybe totally wrong...but I can't help but feel the connection to the ship."

"Is it impacting your empathy?"

"No. I don't sense him or anything...I just feel compelled to help him."

"Captain this is highly irregular. I am aware that Mr. Young is a Special Consultant and he has certain...abilities. However he is not a contact specialist, nor has he had the training to be one." Tam states

Picard raps his knuckles on the conference table, looking impatient.

"I agree. Which means that you Mr. Elburn will be accompanying him, and Mr. Data on this mission. At the first sign of trouble. we'll beam you all back."

"Aye sir. Thank you sir. " Picard is trusting my gamble. I've been right before. The stuff on Risa cemented me as fact for him. Our relationship has changed now.

The three of us beam aboard the creature and it is...hard to describe. I can hear his heart beat. It is similar to the hum that the warp core makes on the Enterprise. It is absolutely breathtaking. Data begins scans with his tricorder. I forgot about the Romulans. We don't have a whole lot of time.

"Okay Tam, I need you to communicate with Glomtuu...I know what happened to him and his crew, and what he's feeling. But I need you to calm him down long enough to me to tell him where to go, if I'm right that is. If not this could go south real fast for us, but I think I can convince him to go home."

"I hope you're right Mr. Young"

I turn to Data.

"Sir, on my mark I need to contact the Enterprise to beam us out. This is going to be pretty quick and we don't need to be here when the Romulans are..."

"Understood Adam."

It takes a couple of minutes but Tam does what I ask and tells me that Glomtruu is ready to hear what I have to say.


"Hello Glomtruu. I know that you are a long way from home...and are in great pain since the loss of your crew, and pilot. There are no Peacekeepers here to harm you---but there is a group of people who are trying to hunt you down...Tam...myself, and Data are trying to help you. We mean you no harm. I don't know if you can understand me or not."

I turn to Tam who pauses a few minutes then he nods.

"He understands but doesn't know how you know where he is from." Elburn replies

"It's a long story we don't have time for. I have a plan but we need your cooperation, and you need to start powering your starburst drive once I tell you to. Do you understand?"

I wait for Tam.

"He understands."

"Data, see if you can access Glomtruu's database...you might have to reach back a while. There should be spatial coordinates in there that don't look like anything we use. If you find them, are you able to use..."

"I believe I can do better than that Adam. If Glomtruu allows me, I should be able to access his main navigation systems from his console and program them from there."

Data is now a temporary Pilot.

"Good. Hurry Data." I press, the Romulans should be nearly bearing down on us.

"Picard to Away Team. We have detected a Romulan warbird approaching this system. You don't have a lot of time."

I tap my badge.

"Acknowledged. We're almost done here I think."


Tam approaches me.

"I suppose you know that I am staying with him. He has given me permission to do. He will need someone with him when he goes home."

I nod.

"If this works, do you have any suggestions where we should go?"

"Seek out Moya. You'll know her when you see her...the connection between the two should be evident when you do. She has a crew that should be able to help you both. Stay away from Peacekeepers---that shouldn't be hard to do."

Data gets up from the console and joins the two of us.

"It is done Adam. Glomtruu has the coordinates he needs to return home now."

"Thank you Data. Tam?"

"He is sending you both back to the Enterprise...thank you, both of you for your help. Especially you Data...and Mr. Young, I apologize for doubting you...and give my regards to Deanna."

"I will...and good journey...to you both."

Then quick as a flash both Data and I are standing on the bridge as I watch the starburst engine activates and in a brilliant flash of energy that Glomtruu generates---he and Tam are gone.

The Romulan Warbird decloaks and the Captain tells the Romulan Commander that he is too late...Glomtruu has gone back home. There's a tense couple of minutes but then the warbird retreats as she recloaks and sets a course back to Romulan space. The second ship never decloaks.

"That was a close one."

"Do you think they made it? " Riker asks

"I hope so...I recognized the energy that Glomtruu was generating, it was very similar to the one from the show I mention. Plus the coordinates that Data found where nothing like we've seen here. I am confident they made it back to his reality..."

"And Tam?" asks Deanna

"He asked me to give you his regards...but he has finally found peace and a new purpose with Glomtruu. The two of them bonded finally...and I could sense that the ship was grateful for our assistance."

"I'm glad that we could help it find its way home before anything dire happened to it." Picard says

A tear streaks down my cheek.

"Adam. Are you all right?" Deanna asks

I hear the Farscape theme briefly in my head...and all the wonders I have seen....take care of them John....

"Yeah...just a little emotional. Connecting even briefly with Glomtruu---was---overwhelming, but incredible. I kind of understand a little how you must feel with all of us."

Deanna smiles and squeezes my arm.

"I think it's time we got underway ourselves....helm, set as a course for Starbase 152, Warp 5. Engage."

Data later has his conversation with Deanna in the observation lounge and realizes that his place is here, with us. We're his home. I nurse a drink at the bar with Guinan.

The Enterprise was called to deal with the water supply issue on Beta Agini II. It is discovered that a rare compound is required to the neutralize the contamination and one Kivas Fajo so happens to have it---as well as a whole lot of other rare items in his collection. Data already makes a couple of trips, on his third trip back. I inform Captain Picard that Fajo is planning on kidnapping Data. Picard says that is a serious allegation, they require proof of it---I tell him to have Geordi check for any explosives on Data's shuttle. An engineering team does find them, disables them, and Fajo is charged with attempted kidnapping. He is brought about the ship to defend himself and confronts me in the conference lounge. He calls the charges preposterous and that I'm slandering him. I force myself not to laugh at him...and say in return that he is preposterous. I then turn to Commander Riker as Worf is about to escort him to the brig.

"I think you'll discover that all of Fajo's collection is stolen, and that he's wanted for multiple accounts on many different worlds. I would suggest that any investigation start with his assistants...I'm sure they'll be more than willing to spill the beans on our preposterous friend."

"You're enjoying this." Riker notes

"In this particular instance? Damn right. The man has lived off his reputation as a trader and collector for decades, but in reality is nothing more than a petty thief. All of his so called collection should be museums...like the Ark...and that damned baseball card."

"Do you want anything?" Riker asks grinning

"The aforementioned baseball card would be nice--but no. Like I said all of the items should be sent to the appropriate museums, or their former owners if possible."

Riker nods.

 

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I slam down a PADD on to my desk in frustration and get push myself away and up from it. Sonya is startled by my sudden outburst.

"What's wrong?" she asks

"I'm what's wrong. I apologize for the sudden outburst. But I'm not getting any of this." I admit as I rub my temples

"You will eventually, this is just all new to you." she tries to comfort

"I appreciate the vote of confidence Sonya, but I'm not going to get this. I've barely been getting by. I KNOW how to push buttons. I've heard Geordi say it a million times as a joke, 12 Monkey's and a Chimp could operate the Enterprise. The tech in this century is literally fool proof. I can get buy on pushing buttons. But I'm not getting any of the formulas. I'm not getting any of the science. I knew this would be a problem. I had to take alternate Math courses in high school just to cover the bare minimum credit requirements because most of it goes over my head....and my teachers were frustrated because they all saw the potential in me. I never applied myself. Which is hilarious because now, when I'm putting in one hundred percent effort and focus, into something I want BADLY...I realize that I'm just not going to cut it." I slam my hand against the bulkhead

Sonya gets up and comforts me.

"This has happened to every Cadet and NCO since Starfleet was incorporated. I assure you with time..."

"Sonya I appreciate the pep talk, I really do. But this is not about time or effort. This is about not being the best. All of you on this ship, are the BEST. The very best this Fleet has to offer and I am not on that same wave length. I believe I can contribute though. It just might be through a different way. Excuse me."

"Where are you going?"

"To see the head of security." I wink back at her and she has a disappointing expression on her face

I make way to Worf's security office with is adjacent to the Brig on Deck 4, which also is where the Armory is located along with Transporter Room 1. Worf happens to be inside doing paper work.

"Sir? May I speak with you if you've a minute?" I ask him

Worf looks up, looking terribly pleased to be interrupted from doing paper work for however long he's been doing it.

"What is it you wish to speak of?" he asks

"I was just with Ensign Gomez and had a...difficult epiphany. I'm struggling with all of this." I imply my studies in general to which Worf frowns

"I have been keeping up to date on Commander Riker's evaluation, you have been getting passing grades." he replies

"I know...so far. But the science Worf, I'm struggling with the science. That's with having Wesley Crusher and Sonya Gomez tutoring me daily on stuff. Two of the smartest people that I have ever encountered in my life, of which I include my best friend back home. It's not a teaching thing either. They're both equally wonderful teachers, Wes especially. I'm just not getting it. I am here to make a request of you." I explain

Worf picking up on my meaning quickly knows what I'm about to ask before I ask.

"You wish to join security." he replies and I nod

"Yes sir. I feel out of all the major departments, it is the one that I can best excel in." I reply seriously

This time Worf leans back in his chair and studies me for a few minutes. They feel like an eternity.

"You do understand that it will not be easy, and I do not...play...favourites." he finally answers

"I understand sir."

"I will be evaluating your progress under the same scrutiny as Commander Riker, and Counsellor Troi have been." he states

"I understand sir, and wouldn't expect anything less."

"It will be difficult, Adam...especially the physical part. Are you prepared for the pain?" he asks dropping his voice an octave. He knows about my foot of course

"I'm prepared for anything you throw at me sir." I say a little over confidently

"Very well. Then you will report for detail at 07:00 tomorrow morning. I do not tolerate lateness as you know."

"Yes sir. Thank you sir. I won't let you down." I reply and get up and leave, I hear a quiet harrumph from Worf as his door shuts. Doubt.

I come back to my quarters and Sonya is sitting on my couch, arms crossed over her chest. Christy is sitting next her with the same expression.

"Oh Hi honey." I say as I walk gingerly towards the couch. This can't be good for me.

"So how did it go with Worf?" Sonya asks

"And when were you planning on telling me about this major decision in your life?" Christy asks

"Uhhhh...when you got home from work...which is now, and it went fine." I reply as I sit down next to them

"Why are you doing this? You know it's going to be torture on your foot, not to mention the rest of your body?" Christy asks as she gets up and walks over to sit next to me

I turn to her.

"Sweetheart, I've already been torturing my body over this schedule the last few months. I'm not cut out for this....science stuff. Security at least gives me a shot. I know I can tolerate the pain. The hypo--"

"It will be a grind Adam. Maybe you should have waited until after your foot surgery." Christy says

"I agree." Sonya

The doubt from everyone is hurting me now.

"Look. I Know what I'm doing. I know what I can't do. At least this gives me a chance. I know what to expect from Worf. But I also know that he will give me a fair shot, and I'm willing to put myself through that in order to get what I want. If I fail this...I don't know what I'd do with myself otherwise."

"You're so dramatic. You'll be fine." Christy says as the two of them chuckle at my expense

This has given me a new purpose and something to prove to everyone that I can do.

 

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The year has gone by quicker than I had anticipated. It is the beginning December now...that feeling of dread is starting to creep again as we get nearer and nearer to the Best of Both Worlds. The Borg are coming and there's nothing I can do about it. However that is in the near future, in the present time the Enterprise has been abuzz for several weeks now as we have been selected to host the Legaran Conference. Yes, we've reached "Sarek" finally and I've been giddy as fuck--so much so that Christy has noticed it. Everyone is excited. How could we not be? Ambassador Fucking Sarek is coming aboard...Mark Leonard. The father of Spock!!! Rao damn if I'm not pumped about it. Security training has begun and as everyone predicted it has been quite harsh on me but I'm making due. Security is also a whole lot more different than what I was anticipating as well. You have to know a little bit of everything, and everyone. I'm in a kind of boot camp phase to begin with.

I've been reading up on the talks with the Legarans...the episode attempted to put over the significance of this conference but I think failed a bit...it is considered the crowning achievement in Sarek's illustrious career. 93 years--half of his life---has been devoted to finalizing these talks and reaching an accord with the mysterious race. We're currently on route to Vulcan to pick up Sarek---and his wife--Perrin--and we'll be taking them to Legara IV where the final talks are scheduled to take place. The importance of this is on par with the Khitomer Accords. I've taken to replicate fancy dress clothes on the off chance that I am to meet Sarek.

I hurry through the hallway as I barely manage to reach Transporter Room 3 in time...Picard, and Riker are present in their dress uniforms. Miles is wearing his behind us...I slow down and adjust my 21st century civilian designer business suit---I would actually prefer wearing dress uniforms, I stand out like an eye sore---but I'm not an officer so this is gonna be the next best thing. I REFUSE to wear those tacky clothes. I stand in silence as Sarek's aid's, Ki Mendrossen, and Sakkath are beamed aboard first as Picard greets them . Mendrossen gives his speech about Sarek's health, and that he may not attend the various events that have been planned for him. I watch as Picard hides his disappointment as Chief O'Brien beams aboard the iconic Vulcan and his wife. It is hard not to mark out right now big time. Sarek!!! I'm even excited to see Perrin!!! Captain Picard introduces Riker and I to them both---Perrin exchanges polite nods to us both, Sarek though wants to head straight to the conference room. So far everything is going according to plan. Will dismisses me after the two of them leave. Mendrossen eyes me briefly as he passes by.

"So what was it like?" Christy asks me.

"What was what like?" I reply

"Meeting the Ambassador." she says as we eat our dinner

"Oh it was amazing...but it was pretty quick. He was intent on seeing the conference room layout."

"You must've been disappointed he didn't address you..."

"No. Not really. He's a busy man."

We chit chat some more and then my comm badge beep.

"Riker to Young...report to Ten Forward. On the double."

Will sounds angry...but not at me.

"On my way. "

"It's always going to be like this isn't it?" Christy says suddenly

"Like what?"

"We're in the middle of doing something, when you get called away to do bigger and more important things! Ignoring me!" she shouts

Oh no...it's happening.

"Christy...look, I do gotta go...something bad is going on with Sarek. We'll talk about this when I get back. You are the most important person in my life---and just like you DO---I have responsibilities that I have to attend to on this ship. You know this. I love you. No one and nothing is more important that you are to me...believe me."

I take her hands and kiss both of them.

"I-I'm sorry. I don't know--"

"It's okay. I know what is going on....it'll be all right. I'll see you in a bit."

She just nods and I head off to Ten Forward to discuss Sarek. I think I know what I have to do.

I report to Ten Forward where I find the Captain, Commander Riker, Counsellor Troi, and Dr. Crusher already in mid-discussion about what is going on. The brawl that just happened is getting broken up and cleaned up by security and Guinan's staff.

"Mr. Young...as you can see we are all experiencing a situation...we believe that it is connected to Ambassador Sarek."

"Yes, Christy, and I just had an argument out of no where."

I sigh.

"Sarek is suffering from Bendaii Syndrome. He was diagnosed with it shortly before we grabbed him from Vulcan. His aides are quite naturally, keeping it a secret for obvious reasons. Sakkath has been using a technique to...absorb Sarek's emotions for a time. It is a difficult process and takes it toll on the person."

"Sakkath has also kept this information to himself...only Perrin knows but is in denial about it."

Picard tugs on his uniform.

"This needs to be dealt with...we can not proceed with all of...this going on and with us experiencing...psychic bleeding from the procedure."

"I suggest speaking to the aides first, then directly confronting Sarek. Go to Perrin as well...she'll help you with him."

"Mr. Young...do you have a more advanced way of dealing with this?"


I sigh again.

"Yes I do but we first need to get them to acknowledge that he has it first---Sarek will eventually submit to tests...and then..."

"Out with it Adam." Picard prompts

"You volunteer to take the Ambassador's emotions for the duration of the talks..."

Picard exchanges glances with Riker and they half grin.

"I see. You want to volunteer yourself."

"Yes sir. You're not expendable should anything happen to you, the ship needs it's Captain, and I'm well aware that Commander Riker can fill in during that time, but you have the perfect person to accept those responsibilities, not to mention I know what to expect from it. "

"Adam...that maybe so, but what you're asking to take on---is not something that any old human can take. Captain Picard has training...you are just starting yours...maybe..." Deanna says

"Counsellor...I know what the Captain endures during the procedure, and something of what Sakkath has been enduring for however long it has been...I know what my limit is...and Beverly will be there to help me...and you if you're able to. I'm not afraid of what might happen and I know my own mind. Allow me to do this for him...please."

The exchange looks. They don't like this idea one bit...and admittedly I shouldn't be doing it, but I DO want to do this for Sarek. It's the least I can do.


"Very well, when we get to that point we'll discuss you as an option. Until then you're dismissed."

I am waiting in my quarters when the door chime beeps.

"Enter."

In walks Captain Picard, Doctor Crusher, Counsellor Troi, Sakkath, Ki Mendrossen and the Great Man himself.

"I have need of your services Mr. Young." Ambassador Sarek says formally. I raise my right hand in the Vulcan Salute. Control. Control. Control.

"I am honored to serve in anyway that I can Ambassador. It is a tremendous honor to meet you."

He nods.

Sakkath approaches me.

"Captain Picard has impressed upon us your desire to help the Ambassador in this matter, and while we are grateful for your help, I want you to understand the great toll this will take on you. IF you survive the process, you may still feel residual effects for some time after we have concluded these talks."

"I understand. I seek the danger." I say turning towards Sarek who nods at me. He gets the reference.

"Counsellor Troi and Doctor Crusher will monitor your status throughout the duration of the process." Picard says and I nod as I take my seat at my desk.

"I understand. No one else here does...I'm ready."

"Very well. We shall proceed."

Sakkath reaches up to my temple and places his hand on there...and does the same to Ambassador Sarek. This is not a traditional Vulcan Mind Meld so the traditional iconic words are not said. Instead he says a ritual I am not familiar with, and it is in ancient Vulcan...that much I do recognize. At first I feel nothing...then...all of a SUDDEN! WHAM.

"It is done."

I am a blank canvas for a moment or two. Slaughtered by the various raging emotions...I barely hear Sakkath instruct the others to leave, I don't look up. I barely hear Deanna in my head. Adam...it's Deanna. Focus on my voice. Use my voice as a central point and come to me. ARRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!! I feel dozens of emotions at once. Barraging me. It is unlike anything that I have felt before in my life---or will again. Every emotion amplified by a million....and then...then...for a moment...

"I-I...I'm here." I clutch the desk and gasp for breath.

"We will be here as long as ---" Beverly says

"NO! I shout. Not at first....come back later. I---need control---control---control. CONTROLL!" I watch as myself as the two of them leave and turn out the off the lights.

"AHHHHHARRRRRRRGGHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"

The darkness embraces me as I continue to struggle through Sarek's raging emotions. My quarters are a mess...Christy is going to kill me...as I have momentary clarity. Then it starts again as I hear Beverly come into the room.

"NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!" I scream as I have so many times in the last few hours. Buckets of Sweat pours down my brow and cheeks.

"It is wrong! A life time of discipline washed away! And in it's place..." I GROWL LAUGH AND CRY at the same time. This is exhausting...

"BEDLAM!" I exclaim

"I'm so...old. There is nothing left, than dry bones, and dead friends."

"Tired...so tired."

"It'll pass. All of it, just another hour Adam, you're doing fine." Who?

"NO! THIS WEAKNESS DISGUSTS ME! I HATE IT! Where is my LOGIC? I am betrayed by desires...oooooohhhhhh....I--want to f-feel...I want to FEEL EVERYTHING!"

"But I am a Vulcan! I must feel NOTHING!" drool drips from my mouth

"GIVE ME BACK MY CONTROL!" I weep....Beverly yanks me out of it temporarily.

"ADAM!"

"Perrin...I wanted to g-give you so m-much more. I wanted to show you so much---t-t-t-tenderness...but that is not our way. "

"Spock... Amanda....did you know?? Michael...did-did you k-know? H-How m-much---h-much I LOVED YOUUUU! I LOVE YOU!!!" the last part is difficult to get out and I break down in tears.


"Adam..." Beverly tries softer to get my attention now

I exhale...I am again myself. I see Beverly sitting before me...beautiful red headed Beverly...my breathing starts to slow down.

"Beverly..." I gasp and grab her elbow. She winces under the sudden strength and I let her go....

"I'm here Adam." I can hear the tricorder scanning me...

"It--i-i-it is difficult...the---the anguish of the man...the despair, the regret. Pouring out of him, all of those--feelings." I start crying again

"I c-can't...I can't stop them...from coming."

"Don't even try." I feel Beverly squeeze my hands as I unleash the remaining emotions....I'm going to have to cook for both Beverly and Deanna after this.

A hour and a half later and the talks finally conclude and Sakkath restores both of us to ourselves once again. He was correct, the remnants of his emotions linger in the back of my head....he and I have shared an incredible experience. He knows now what I do, and I retain knowledge that he had.

I await in the Transporter Room along with Captain Picard and Commander Riker...as Sarek arrives along with Perrin and his two aides following behind him. The Captain and Sarek exchange pleasantries, while Perrin approaches me and offers both her hands, and I accept them.

"Thank you for what you have done for him. He won't say it but it means a lot."

"It was my honor and pleasure Madam."

I pause for a second. Damn. I should have let Jean-Luc do this...but he IS too important, to me as well, not just the ship. This was selfish. I admit that.

"He loves you very much."

"I know. I have always known." she smiles back at me and I nod

Sarek then steps in front of me. I am shaking a bit but I can't help it.

"I shall take my leave of you Captain, Mr. Young....I do not think we shall meet again."

"I hope you're wrong Ambassador." Picard says

"We shall retain the better parts of each other." he says to me

I hold my hand up in the Vulcan salute.

"I believe I have the better part of that bargain, Ambassador. Live Long and Prosper."

He raises his hand in return.

"Peace, and long life. Attend me my wife."

I watch the Vulcan continent then beam down and I slump along side the console...Riker and Picard help me up. I wave them both off.

"Are you all right Mr. Young?"

I slump and hold onto the transporter console, the toll this has been, is incredible.

"Residual effects of the...lingering emotions. Bev---Doctor Crusher says I'll be back to normal in a couple of days. Restrain...is---difficult right now." I reply

"What was it like?" Picard asks

"Overwhelming. Unlike anything that I have ever experienced before in my life, or will again. For the duration of the talks...I was HIM...I had his thoughts, his desires, his memories, his...Rao--his feelings. It was like several tidal waves that threatened to smash me...everything that the disease has done to his brain...absolutely devastating. It is depressing."

Picard nods.

"I'm ordering you confined to your quarters for rest and relaxation for a week. Doctor Crusher will monitor your condition until she deems you have been fully restored to yourself again. Understood?"

"Aye sir."

"Well done again Mr. Young. Off to bed with you though now."

"Thank you sir.

"No, Thank you Adam."

I just nod as I head back to my quarters.

Next Up: HIJINKS!!!! But not the kind you're all maybe thinking of in "Menage E' Troi"!!!

 

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The next few days are tiring still as I recover from hosting Sarek's emotions. It was much more than that though...as I said to Captain Picard, for those several hours I WAS Sarek as he is now. Trapped within his own mind...subject to his out of control emotions. They are Vulcan emotions so at least double what we feel. I asked Commander Riker how he was...and Will told me that he was ME. My charm, my wit, but also Sarek's abilities and knowledge---clear. It must have been an interesting experience to see.

Christy apologizes for her outburst at dinner...and I tell her it wasn't needed...we head to the beach on the holodeck for a few days and it helps but I still deal with the lingering effects of Sarek's rage. We make love a few times and Christy is impressed with my vigor.

"I think I posses some of Sarek's stamina..." I joke as we laugh in bed

I check in to my still weekly appointments with Deanna.

"How are you feeling?"

"Not fully myself yet but am getting there."

"How are things with Christy? You two were in the holodeck for a couple of days if I remember correctly? A program that Reg recommended to you?"

"Yeah. A little resort on Oahu. One of Reg's favourite places. It was a beautiful place. We had a lot of fun."

"You seem more relaxed."

"I hear you and Will have been dating again."


"We're not here to discuss my personal life."

I smile.

"Sorry. Deflection. Bad habit."

"I know."

"The truth is Deanna...I don't know how I am. That experience was so unique...so different from anything I've ever experienced before that I don't know how to express myself yet."

"I understand. Do you think you're ready to return to your studies? Worf has been asking about you."

"I think I can handle it...the question is do you think I'm ready?"

"I agree that you can handle some classes. I would suggest half of what you were doing before, for now at least. I will inform Commander Riker."

"Agreed....so your mom is coming aboard soon."

"We are not done our session yet Mr. Young."

"We're not? I don't have much else to talk about Deanna right now, or else I'd be more voluntary."

"You are still feeling the effects of the meld."

I nod.


"Yes, my mother will be visiting when we head to Betazed for the trade conference. Will and I are planning on spending some...time together. How did you know about us?"


"Gossip travels fast on the ship."

"We were planning a retreat together after the conclusion of the conference. Would you and Christy like to accompany us?"

"I'd have to ask Christy, but I don't think it is a problem. Oh yeah. Something important."

"Yes?"

"There's going to be an incident involving a Ferengi Captain...name of Tog, I think. He becomes...enamored with your mother, so much so that when she rejects him he kidnaps the three of you---"

"What are you suggesting?

"I believe he is part of the Ferengi delegation. I am suggesting that if it is at all possible at this late junction...if we could get him replaced with a less...problematic Daimon."

"I'm sure Mother will appreciate this."

"I'm looking forward to meeting her."

"You are?"

I laugh.

"I know you and her...argue sometimes, and she's overbearing, but that is because she loves you very much Deanna. More than you can possibly realize. Besides which, where I come from, she's a bit of an icon and fan favourite."

Deanna groans.

"You're going to get along famously with her then."

"It'd be my pleasure to give you two a bit of a reprieve from her."

"I owe you."

"Actually I still owe you and Beverly dinner, for helping me with the Sarek thing."

"You don't have to do that, we were doing our duties."

"You tolerated a lot from me---when I literally wasn't myself. You may have been doing your duty---but I still feel obligated to show you both my appreciation."

"Fine. After the trade conference then? When my mother leaves?"

I laugh again.

"Sure.

"We need to talk still about your surgery coming up. But we'll schedule that for another appointment."

"Good. You free right now?"

"Actually I am for a hour. Why??

"Ten Forward? Chocolate Sundae on me?"


"Sounds delightful."

I report to Worf's office. It's about a week or so after the ordeal with Sarek now. I'm still feeling the after effects of the mind meld. I was informed that it would probably linger with me for weeks. Sarek's memories and feelings intrude every so often, and folks have pointed out that I occasionally speak in his voice. Selar has been helpful in aiding with...controlling these effects. I enter Worf's office and there is a striking officer there with Lt Junior grade pips on her collar. She resembles Mekia Cox, Nyla Harper from "The Rookie".

"Mr. Young. How are you feeling?" Worf asks---I don't think I've ever heard Worf ask THAT particular question before, and he does so laced with sarcasm.

"The same, sir. Counsellor Troi however thinks I am able to resume my studies." I reply

"Excellent. We we proceed with caution, until we can be certain the effects of the mind meld have completely vanished. This is Lieutenant Maia Morani. I have assigned her as your...TO. You will follow all of her orders as if they were coming from me. She will report to me at the end of each day, and I will evaluate your progress." Worf says

"Aye sir. Lieutenant."

"Report to the gym on the double, boot." she snaps at me and I kick into high gear.

Oh boy. This can't be good for me.

The Trade Conference takes place as it does in the episode---the Ferengi Alliance question the request to remove Daimon Tog from their delegation---I believe he was the captain of the ship that transported the Ferengi reps to Betazed...but not wanting to jeopardize losing potential profits---Grand Nagus Zek accepts the recommendation and orders another Captain and ship to transport his delegation to Betazed so I effectively butterfly the episode.

Christy agrees to the double date invitation, she's always wanted to go to Betazed anyway and never gotten the chance to do that. I think she's a little hesitant to hang out with senior officers, and I choose to not bring up the fact that she agreed to date Geordi on the show---that conversation probably wouldn't turn out well for me. Training with Lt. Morani has been...exhausting. She has me on a short leash. Hand to hand combat, combined with weapons training, profiling, heavy physical training, I'm now down to almost 200 pounds and dropped nearly 25 percent body fat since arriving in the Star Trek Universe. I have just started learning law. This is on top of my other studies still as well. Those haven't stopped just because I picked Security.

The schedule for my surgery is finally been set---December 29...the day after my birthday. I'm not complaining at all as this will be life altering, but thought I would have at least a couple of buffer days afterwards to recover. So I'd best not have any booze at the inevitable birthday party that someone will no doubt plan or throw for me. I already suspect that either Christy or Deanna have been planning something for me knowing that I hate surprises---and I hate surprise parties even more.

I am called out of the blue to Transporter Room 3. Captain Picard and Commander Riker are wearing their dress uniforms, as is Deanna---which is unusual for her even in this time period.

Your mother? I send to her. Yes, unfortunately.

Miles slides the transporter controls---I will be starting my transporter training fairly soon and quite frankly it scares the shit out of me more than anything I've done so far--into their sequenced position and two forms materialize on the iconic platform. One VERY tall and slightly blue gray---the other one--iconic. It's Majel. I don't know who this Majel is young man, but I am flattered by your thoughts. Oh shit. Being called young man at 45---almost 46 is flattering to say the least.

"Ambassador Troi, welcome aboard." Jean-Luc greets as cheerily as he can possibly muster---I've butterflied his great moment too unfortunately.

"Jean-Luc!!! It is always grand to see you." She floats over...and stops herself from embracing him. when she sees me.

"Now who might THIS be? I've never seen you aboard before."

Before Captain Picard can introduce me or Deanna interjects---I stick out my hand and introduce myself to her.

"Madam Ambassador, it is a great honor to meet you. My name is Adam Christopher Young, and I'm the Special Civilian Consultant currently assigned to the Enterprise."

"Now...that is a proper greeting befitting the holder of the Sacred Chalice of Rixx...and a Daughter of the Fifth House of Betazed. I like this one, little one."

"Mother..."

Commander Riker is grinning that shit eating grin at me.

"I would be more than happy to escort the Ambassador to her quarters---with your permission of course Captain?"
Picard doesn't miss a beat. Riker continues to smile.

"Granted. I should go and see if the reception details have er...been seen to." and he leaves

Will follows and Troi barely acknowledges him unlike in the episode proper---and Mr. Homm picks up her luggage and follows us to her usual guest quarters.

"The truth is, Mr. Young, I am quite familiar with you. Your reputation is starting to proceed you."

"I thought it would at some point, given all the changes that I have started to make."

"It was brought to my attention by Deanna, that you requested to have the previous Ferengi Daimon removed from his position...and that I was the reason for it. May I ask why?"

"I suspect you already know Ambassador, but he was going to kidnap you, Deanna, and Commander Riker, and force you to mate with him." I reply

"I see....and you prevented that."

"That's correct....I mean hopefully. I can't tell what his replacement might try---but that particular Daimon was attracted to you, and you rightfully rejected him."

We enter her quarters and Mr. Homm heads to place her luggage in her room. She glides over to the couch and pats the place next to her.

"I uh..."

"Oh don't worry Mr. Young. I don't bite. You know me well enough from that silly show of yours...as you have been reminded before, we are NOT characters in a television show any more. We're flesh and blood. I know I am overbearing sometimes, but I am curious about you and would genuinely like to talk to you if you have the time. I know you are curious about me...the real me that is. Now...you can start by telling me all about who...Majel is and why I resemble her so much."

I sit down next to her and we end up talking for hours.

The conversation with Lwaxana was enjoyable...I found myself liking her and understanding her more than the show version. A complex woman who has seen and done a lot in her life and is wiser than most realize and just loves her daughter. I think I may have made another friend as well. Christy and I pack and beam down to the planet where we meet up with Will and Deanna. It is weird seeing them together again, not just due to my own feelings, but it's weird that this was never made a bigger deal on the show at this time. It was clear they were attempting to low key date again. Considering though what's about to happen in a few weeks...maybe it's good nothing transpired for it. But I am happy for them.

We spend the first couple of days at this couples resort on an island on the Opal Sea. Every exclusive. Very Posh. Christy likes it a lot but I'm not so hot on it. Will and I take the time to bond some more as he starts to understand me and I him. I have always liked Commander Riker...respect him greatly...as he mentioned a few months ago he is understanding how much all of them---all of THIS means to me. It is a time to just relax...something that has as of late been very hard for me to do. My foot has throbbing lately as well, but the surgery is finally around the corner. The tests on the cloned limbs have gone well so far...so now it is just a matter of my body accepting them during the surgery. The modeling projects a 99.8 percent chance of success and I told Beverly that I am more than okay with that.

For the last three days, Christy and I decide to go into Medara, which is the capital city of the planet. I'm taken aback a little bit because that name is not canon, it's from one of the RPG sourcebooks---I think possibly the Dominion War one, but don't matter. So perhaps my being here is creating a swiss cheesed reality now? My prolonged presence is making changes and it's adjusting to them? I don't know.

Christy as I have since discovered, is an avid art lover and as an engineer interested in architecture. So we head to the Betazed Museum of Art, Betazoids are known for their absolutely breathtaking landscape artists. Some of the best in the known galaxy actually. Christy tells me that I'm free to roam if I want to...which is gracious of her because as much as I love art, this is not really what I had in mind and decide to take a stroll. We both have our comm badges with us so not far out of reach of one another. As I wondering into a marketplace I'm approached by a stranger who asks me if I am who I am.

"Only on Sundays..." I joke

"I'm supposed to give this to you."

I take a small piece of crumbled up paper and before I look up again--the stranger is gone. Oh shit. I open up the piece of paper and see there are planetary coordinates.

"This clown expects me to be able to read coordinates? Jokes on them." I take my comm badge out and tap it.

"Young to Henshaw."

"Adam? Why are you using our last names?"

"Because I just encountered a stranger who knew who I was and handed me a piece of paper with a set of coordinates I don't recognize yet on it."

"Oh shit. What do you want to?"

"Clearly I'm supposed to go to them. I want you to stay where you are and alert Riker and Troi. If anything happens to me...the three of you are my only hope of getting out of whatever it is that I'm about to get myself into. Sigh. I just wanted a vacation."

"Okay. Be careful...and Adam.."

"Yes?"

"I love you."

"I love you too Henshaw. Young out." I say in my serious voice and cutting her off. Time to figure out what the fuck this is all about.

I end up going to the Federation Embassy and ask where the coordinates are from the piece of paper. Luckily, they don't ask questions and tell me that the location is Dalaria Spaceport which is actually nearby Medara which is also a coastal city---which surprised me. I head on over to the space port and the exact coordinates and I see a person wearing a black cloak---interestingly similar to a Vulcan robe, and I assume that this is the person. They are sitting outside a cafe. I approach with caution.

"I assume you are the person who has requested my presence?" I ask

The person nods and motions for me to sit down across from them, so I do so.

"I apologize for the subterfuge Mr. Young, but I deemed it necessary given the confidentially of the subject that I am about to broach with you."

"You have me at a disadvantage. You know who I am, but I have no idea who you are. A rare occurrence."

The stranger reaches up with their hands and lifts off his hood...to reveal that he is a...Romulan?

"I assure you that I mean no harm...I understand why you alerted your shipmates, but I am here only to converse with you. Nothing more."

"Before I tell my friends to back off...who are you? I get you're Romulan...that's no doubt part of the reason for this clandestine bullshit, but WHO are you?"

"I am Sub-Commander T'Sek, part of Romulan Special Operations."

I arch my eyebrow.

"Special Operations? The Star Empire has no such designated organization. Either you're Tal Shiar, or Imperial Intelligence."

"Impressive. It would appear the rumors about you are true. You ARE aware of us more than we were aware previously."

I shiver.

"I am neither. I am here on behalf of a mutual...associate on the subject of...Hobus."

Oh shit. I slowly take my comm badge out.

"Young to Pretty Eyes ."

"Pretty Eyes here. Are you okay? I've Red Leader and Crimson Dawn here."

I can't help but smile at the codenames. Of course I came up with them. I have codenames for the entire senior staff--for situations JUST like this one.

"I'm fine. I'll see you...shortly. I'm green." I wonder if that will alert my...friend here

There's a pause.

"If you're certain then. We'll see you back."

"I'll message when I can. Young out."

I put the comm badge back into my pocket and resume the conversation with the Romulan.

"We can talk freely now. You're here about...the shining star?" I ask and the Romulan nods once

"I have been sent to discuss with you...how to best proceed with dealing with this future crisis. There have been...preliminary overtures made by representatives of our governments---on how to deal with this. However as you are aware, the political situation on Romulus---is not suited to accept such an alliance with your people. We can not even agree with the cloaking technology proposal. If this ever got out----"

"The panic it would create amongst the populace would be a disaster. Wait---how DO I know you're not Tal'Shiar?"

"The needs of the many...outweigh.."

"The needs of the few."

"Or the one." he finishes the code I refrain from crying. Damn quote always triggers me. Spock...

"I understand. This organization though---"

"Formed in secret by members of the Senate...unbeknownst to the Praetor or even the High Command. We are few---I have been tasked as your personal liaison. It is my hope that we can work together...in secret at first, then hopefully as relations improve between our peoples---in open to find a solution to this...critical problem."

I see the sincerity in T'Sek's eyes. He's genuinely sacred. I don't blame him. Gamma Ray bursts absolutely terrify the shit out of me. One of the few genuine things that do.

"Okay. I accept your proposal...however I have no ideas at the moment. If I did...I would have included them in my report."

"My superior...suggested that you knew of a plan that he helps to develop."

"Yes but that plan is decades into the future...the substance that he uses isn't even in existence yet. In an idealized situation, we would have to utilize both our people's scientific and military assets to resolve this...and Hobus hasn't even reached critical stage yet."

"It is a conundrum is it not? However you will have the meager resources I can offer. All I ask is that we continue to maintain contact...even if it is in a clandestine way. I regret this strategy...I did not anticipate you informing your friends as I mentioned...what will you tell them, of this?"

That's a damned good question. But then I get an idea.

"I'll tell them that your superior sent you---for aide with the movement. They're not aware of that---but they do know he is...diplomatic in nature, and that I have cultivated his services in the past. It'll be a little convoluted---but I'll sell it."

"Very well...this has been most enlightening Mr. Young. I look forward to our next conversation."

"As do I. Good Journey S'Tek."

I watch as he re-lifts the hood over his head and leaves. I wait a few more minutes before---

"Young to Henshaw."

"Henshaw here...holy shit Adam. Are you good?"

"Yeah I'm good. I'm on my way back to you...everything's clear. I was in no danger."


"What was that all about?" Riker asks

"A beginning...Will...a beginning. I'll explain when I get back to you all. I assure you that I'm okay."

I explain everything about the encounter at the spaceport...and Deanna senses that I am holding something but but otherwise they all buy it. The rest of our vacation goes smoothly. When we return to the ship---Beverly says that everything is ready for the surgery now if I want to under go it now. It is a decision that I am not ready for---and tell her I'd like to do it at the scheduled time and she agrees.

Christy and I get ready for my first Christmas on the Enterprise....we have a tree set up in my---our quarters. It's decorated...and it's festive on the ship despite it not looking like that. As I said Christmas is a thing, but not as big in this time as in our time. Also it's mostly a Earth based holiday so not really celebrated throughout the Fleet.

Enterprise discovers a crashed escape pod as we enter an unexplored star system...it turns out to be "John Doe". I'm immediately called to sick bay where I find Captain Picard already there with Doctor Crusher and "John". Beverly quickly tells me about him and I look at the man in awe.

"Hello John...it's a honor to meet you." I say, I know I repeat this greeting with everyone but it truly is an honor to meet all of these characters.

"I wish I knew why it was..."

We politely all chuckle and as John is put back on the bio-bed after his fall I turn to the Captain and Doctor.

"There's nothing I can do for him...but I can tell you he is from a race of beings that is unknown to us in this sector of the galaxy. I think there was some speculation that he might've been from the Delta Quadrant. I don't know who he is---but he has---special abilities. Doctor, you've noted already that he has mutating cells. He has the ability to regenerate quickly, and also use that energy to heal others. I need to be careful here...because he has a destiny...I can't interfere with. I can assure you though that he is no harm to the crew or the ship---but when he's ready---and he'll know when---he will need to leave. Until then, he will need YOUR help Beverly."

Picard recognizes my tone and Beverly blushes slightly. They get it.

"Very well. We will monitor him from afar. I will leave him to your expert care Doctor. If anything strange happens inform me immediately."

"Aye sir."

"Oh yeah...one last thing I almost forgot. He's being hunted...there's a reason why he was in that escape pod. A species called Zalkoninans are after him---they think him a criminal...but he's not. I vouch for him---when that time comes---if I am needed---"

Picard nods. The rest of the episode transpires as it does in the show and John ascends into his energy being form and thanks everyone for their assistance including the Doctor's--who fell in love with him.

"Good Journey John, wherever it may take you."

"Thank you Adam...Good Journey yourself."

Next Up: Happy Bir---WE ARE THE BORG!!