Chapter 75: The Inner Light
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Author's Note: Short and Sweet because we have other things to get to.
I recall why the Parvenium System rang a bell. The Enterprise is assigned to conduct a magnetic wave survey of the system...I guess why astrometrics was so excited about this...why? I've no bloody clue. However after about a week here we encounter the Ressikan probe which scans Picard and sends him into his coma. I am recalled from sleep, I've been sleeping pretty heavily after the 16 hours days, I've barely had time to see Laren. I am not moved into junior officer's quarters as per usual, which causes a bit of a scuff with the Lower Decks, but I smooth things out with them by creating a weekly poker game with a bunch of them. I have chosen to socialize with my fellow Ensigns. I am an Ensign now!!! I am a Ensign. I get called to the bridge...and find...
Picard laying on the deck of the bridge, and Beverly there running a scan over him. Before Will fills me in I cut him off.
"I knew this bit of space was familiar...the Captain's been scanned by an ancient probe belonging to a race of beings called the Ressikian's...he'll be in this state for about twenty five minutes. He'll be okay. He's uh---he's having an experience of a life time."
I am a little envious to be honest, but there's no way this could have happened to me. I'm not on shift here.
I JUST WOKE UP! I rub my eyes.
"What kind of experience?" Riker demands
"I'll let him be the one to explain when he emerges from the scan...he's okay though. I promise. If anything...sudden happens other than what I have said is going to happen, call me immediately. I'm going back to bed with your permission sir."
Riker nods and I go back to bed.
Picard lives Kamin's life as he does in the show and emerges from the scan---25 minutes later. The next evening as I am about to go onto my shift I beep the Captain's quarters. I hear the Flute playing. I try and compose myself.
"Come." I hear.
"I thought it might be you." he says gentle and with a bit of a sparkle , it's dimly lit and he's sitting at his couch---the flute is out. I can tell he's been playing it for hours. He can't get the tune out of his head. It means that much to him.
"I wanted to check on you after your...experience sir. What was it.. like?" I ask and he motions to sit down beside him
"You've seen the episode, you know what I...what I went through....but it was...unlike anything I've ever experienced before in my life." he says quietly
"A profound experience." I nod.
"Is that his---your flute?" I gesture at the silver instrument, almost in awe. To a Star Trek Fan the Resskian Flute is akin to a holy relic. I force myself not to reach out and touch it. Like reaching out and touching a lightsaber from Star Wars.
"Yes, do you play?" he asks
"No. I tried when I was younger...in school. I love flutes and clarinets. Just before my arrival here...my nephew was learning to play. He was actually pretty good."
"You must miss them, your family."
"Every day sir, but I like to think that I've gained a new one here." Allowing a smile he nods, understanding.
"I would love to hear you play it sir. That particular tune you play...it means a lot to me." I say trying not to be cringe.
He smiles, he's been waiting for me to ask him. He puts his lips to it and plays "The Inner Light" theme, and I can't help it, I cry while listening to it.
Author's Note: Short and Sweet because we have other things to get to.
I recall why the Parvenium System rang a bell. The Enterprise is assigned to conduct a magnetic wave survey of the system...I guess why astrometrics was so excited about this...why? I've no bloody clue. However after about a week here we encounter the Ressikan probe which scans Picard and sends him into his coma. I am recalled from sleep, I've been sleeping pretty heavily after the 16 hours days, I've barely had time to see Laren. I am not moved into junior officer's quarters as per usual, which causes a bit of a scuff with the Lower Decks, but I smooth things out with them by creating a weekly poker game with a bunch of them. I have chosen to socialize with my fellow Ensigns. I am an Ensign now!!! I am a Ensign. I get called to the bridge...and find...
Picard laying on the deck of the bridge, and Beverly there running a scan over him. Before Will fills me in I cut him off.
"I knew this bit of space was familiar...the Captain's been scanned by an ancient probe belonging to a race of beings called the Ressikian's...he'll be in this state for about twenty five minutes. He'll be okay. He's uh---he's having an experience of a life time."
I am a little envious to be honest, but there's no way this could have happened to me. I'm not on shift here.
I JUST WOKE UP! I rub my eyes.
"What kind of experience?" Riker demands
"I'll let him be the one to explain when he emerges from the scan...he's okay though. I promise. If anything...sudden happens other than what I have said is going to happen, call me immediately. I'm going back to bed with your permission sir."
Riker nods and I go back to bed.
Picard lives Kamin's life as he does in the show and emerges from the scan---25 minutes later. The next evening as I am about to go onto my shift I beep the Captain's quarters. I hear the Flute playing. I try and compose myself.
"Come." I hear.
"I thought it might be you." he says gentle and with a bit of a sparkle , it's dimly lit and he's sitting at his couch---the flute is out. I can tell he's been playing it for hours. He can't get the tune out of his head. It means that much to him.
"I wanted to check on you after your...experience sir. What was it.. like?" I ask and he motions to sit down beside him
"You've seen the episode, you know what I...what I went through....but it was...unlike anything I've ever experienced before in my life." he says quietly
"A profound experience." I nod.
"Is that his---your flute?" I gesture at the silver instrument, almost in awe. To a Star Trek Fan the Resskian Flute is akin to a holy relic. I force myself not to reach out and touch it. Like reaching out and touching a lightsaber from Star Wars.
"Yes, do you play?" he asks
"No. I tried when I was younger...in school. I love flutes and clarinets. Just before my arrival here...my nephew was learning to play. He was actually pretty good."
"You must miss them, your family."
"Every day sir, but I like to think that I've gained a new one here." Allowing a smile he nods, understanding.
"I would love to hear you play it sir. That particular tune you play...it means a lot to me." I say trying not to be cringe.
He smiles, he's been waiting for me to ask him. He puts his lips to it and plays "The Inner Light" theme, and I can't help it, I cry while listening to it.