Please send all types of feedback to meghanelizabeth@crosswinds.net Since everyone on ASC was complaining about a lack of P/C stories, I decided to try writing one. Here it is. Hope you enjoy.
One Problem
Captain Jean-Luc Picard walked into sickbay. He smiled at the nurses as he walked to Beverly's office. She was sitting at her desk when he entered. She looked extremely busy, so he waited for her to finish what she was doing. A few moments later, she looked up.
"Hello," she said, rather curtly.
"Hello, doctor," he replied. When she didn't smile or say anything else, he asked, "Is something wrong, Beverly?"
She put down the padd she was holding and looked at him. "Yes."
"What is it?" he asked, obviously concerned.
"You."
"Me? What are you talking about?"
"You know perfectly well what I'm talking about."
Picard frowned. "I'm afraid I don't."
"Yes, you do," she replied, getting up. "You knew it would hurt me and you still did it."
"Beverly, I honestly have no idea what you are-"
"Stop playing games, Jean-Luc!"
He was starting to get angry. "It seems to me, doctor, that you are the one playing games. Now, obviously you are not in the mood to conduct this meeting. When your dispostition improves, let me know. I'll be on the bridge." He turned to leave, but she grabbed his arm.
"You're not leaving until you tell me why."
"Why what?"
"Why, when you claim to love only me, did you latch on to Anij like a lovesick teenager?"
Picard nodded knowingly. "So that 's what this is about. Since when do you care about my social life?"
"That's not the point. If you love me, like you say you have for years, then how could you be with her?"
Picard put his hand on her shoulder. "Beverly, I do care for you. But we went over this. You didn't want to ruin our friendship. You were comfortable with the way our relationship was. What was I supposed to do? Pine away for you the rest of my life? Sit in my quarters waiting for you to make up your mind?"
"Well, you're certainly not supposed to jump into bed with every pretty woman you see!"
"I'm not the one we're discussing here!"
"Why not? After all, you haven't exactly pined away for me, either. How do you think it made me feel, you knowing how I felt about you, flaunting all your conquests?"
"Conquests? I didn't flaunt anything! If anyone flaunted anything, it was you!"
"Me?"
"Yes. What do you call climbing a tower and risking your life to save Vash?"
Picard sighed. "You know I would have done that for any innocent life. You, Will, Deanna, or a Vulcan physicist. And as I recall, I have risked my life for you numerous times!"
"If everything with Vash was so innocent, then why did you keep her a secret from everyone?"
"I didn't keep her a secret! You know I don't talk about my personal life!"
"Not even with me?" When he didn't answer, she added, "It was about me, wasn't it? You didn't want me to know, because you were afraid I'd be jealous. Maybe I wouldn't have been then, but I am now. There, are you happy?"
"No," he replied, looking at her. She had her arms crossed across her chest and her eyes were fill with fury. "I'm not." He leaned down and kissed her. "Are you?"
She frowned at him. "What about Anij?"
"Not only is she too far away, but there's one other problem."
"What?"
"She's not you."
The end.
Meghan Elizabeth
