This story starts after the events that took place in the episode "The Rascals" from Star Trek: the Next Generations, in a different timeline, one where Captain Picard was not able to return to his former self and stayed a kid.
I took some liberties in this fiction, Picard turned into an eight years old kid instead of twelve.
This is my first time writing a fanfiction and is also the first time writing a story in English (as it is not my first language).
Any tips, suggestions are appreciated.
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Prologue
As my thoughts traveled in the deep (well not that deep) space that is my chaotic consciousness, I forgot momentarily about my current duty. I was supposed to be commanding a science crew that was assembled by Starfleet to explore a new archeological site discovered in delta 12, and I must admit that at first it seemed to be indeed a good job, since I could enjoy all the trills and mysteries that a small patch of land could uncover, as well as not to worry about the hole process of excavating and getting dirt all over me. This mission also gave me time enough for me to pursue other of my hobby, literature.
The problem that I was soon faced with was that Literature was by far more interesting than archeology, since the first, depending on the author, tends to stays interesting throughout the whole experience and the last is only exciting in the very end, when something that is not dirt surfaces from the digging site; all the other processes to reach that result are dull and uninteresting.
I guess that every archeologist must already have knowledge of that fact, but for me, a captain used to some rather eventful missions, this characteristic was a most unpleasant one. At least I knew in what I was getting into. I already, from a past experiences, knew that when a hobby turns into a job it annoyingly tens to become dull and loose the thrill. And that was exactly how I was feeling now. All I wanted was to go back to my former command post…
I have been enlisted in Starfleet for more than 30 years and that was my life, I focused all of my time for my carrier and as a result I was a respected captain and was very well regarded at all the ranks of the Starfleet . I was completely happy with my life, of course I still missed that feeling of having a family, but my job was always my priority, and I did not and still don't regret this decision. My family was my crew and I couldn't ask for more. We went through a great number of dangerous situations and we always found a solution, almost always crossing the line from crazy to suicidal but we always survived.
The event that happened six months ago is the reason that I am here now, It made my life and my career change in such a drastic way that even all the experience that I had gained from all the situations that I faced couldn't have prepared me for what had come to pass.
