Title: Next Time

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"Leave us. We've passed your little test" Jean – Luc snapped, not wanting to let himself, or any of his crew be used as entertainment in Q's game of cat - and mouse anymore.

"Temper, temper, mon capitan"

"Get off my ship"

"I do so, only because it suits me to leave" Q said, vanishing in a blaze of silver light

only because it suits me … yes, it's best to leave it that way. I need time to make some plans, time to think of what best to do. Then, some time, preferably in the not too distant future, we will meet again, Jean – Luc, and then, I will win.

There was another blaze of silver light, and Q reappeared. Jean – Luc turned to face him.

"I will not promise never to appear again" Q said before vanishing once more with the same blaze of silver light.