Summary: Beverly finds a twenty-five year old letter she never received
from Jack.
Rating: G
Type: Angst
Feedback: greatly appreciated, (good reviews are the cure for all woes)
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Trek, I do not own these characters, I do not own this song. I am borrowing them. I will give them back. (I must repeat this last phrase back to myself over and over every day)
Beverly took the chip from the ensign who had come to her door, and set it on the table as soon as he had left. She couldn't believe that after this long, she'd just be receiving a set of her logs from the computer of the wrecked Enterprise-D. She debated with herself on whether or not to actually open them. Most of her logs had been retrieved before the Enterprise-E had even been built. What could this be? Finally her curiosity got the better of her, and she opened it. The first thing she saw wasn't her logs, but a letter, one she had never seen before, a letter from Jack....
Dear Beverly, If you are reading this, than I am probably dead. I wish I could be there right now to comfort you and Wesley, and I wish it weren't me who caused you this much pain. I'm not sure what to say, how do you write this kind of letter? How am I supposed to sum up my feelings for the most perfect woman on any world? I don't think its possible with words, but I'll try. A friend of mine here has this thing for twenty-first century music, and he's talked me into listening to it on more than one occasion. There's one song that really stuck with me, and its lyrics can explain what I want to better than I'll ever be able to.
So lately, been wondering, who will be there to take my place, when I'm gone, you'll need love to light the shadows on your face. If a great wave shall fall, and fall upon us all, then between the sand and stone, can you make it on your own? If I could, then I would, I'll go wherever you will go, way up high, or down low, I'll go wherever you will go, And maybe, I'll find out a way to make it back someday to watch you to guide you through the darkest of your days, If a great wave shall fall, and fall upon us all, then I hope there's someone out there who can bring me back to you. If I could, then I would, I'll go wherever you will go, way up high, or down low, I'll go wherever you will go, Run away with my heart, run away with my hope, Run away with my love, I know now, just quite how my life and love might still go on, in your heart, in your mind, I'll stay with you for all of time, If I could, then I would, I'll go wherever you will go, way up high, or down low, I'll go wherever you will go, If I could turn back time, I'll go wherever you will go, If I could make you mine I'll go wherever you will go
I guess I'm pretty horrible. I can't even sum up my own feelings better than a three-hundred-year-old song. I love you, and I always will, no matter how long it has been since I died. But please, promise me one thing; don't let my ghost hold you back. I know you know what, or should I say who, I'm talking about. Contrary to popular belief, I can see other things than you, but I have to work at it. You won't hurt my memory by moving on; All I want is to see you happy.
Jack P.S. I think I just realized who else I need to send a letter to.
Beverly was dumbfounded. Why hadn't she read this twenty-five years ago, when it should have been sent? She scrolled down the PADD, to see if there was any more. There was nothing else but a quick note attached to it,
Beverly, I found this in a box of things in my old ready room; it was attached to a letter that I received. I'm sorry I didn't get around to reading my letter until now. Jean-Luc
Rating: G
Type: Angst
Feedback: greatly appreciated, (good reviews are the cure for all woes)
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Trek, I do not own these characters, I do not own this song. I am borrowing them. I will give them back. (I must repeat this last phrase back to myself over and over every day)
Beverly took the chip from the ensign who had come to her door, and set it on the table as soon as he had left. She couldn't believe that after this long, she'd just be receiving a set of her logs from the computer of the wrecked Enterprise-D. She debated with herself on whether or not to actually open them. Most of her logs had been retrieved before the Enterprise-E had even been built. What could this be? Finally her curiosity got the better of her, and she opened it. The first thing she saw wasn't her logs, but a letter, one she had never seen before, a letter from Jack....
Dear Beverly, If you are reading this, than I am probably dead. I wish I could be there right now to comfort you and Wesley, and I wish it weren't me who caused you this much pain. I'm not sure what to say, how do you write this kind of letter? How am I supposed to sum up my feelings for the most perfect woman on any world? I don't think its possible with words, but I'll try. A friend of mine here has this thing for twenty-first century music, and he's talked me into listening to it on more than one occasion. There's one song that really stuck with me, and its lyrics can explain what I want to better than I'll ever be able to.
So lately, been wondering, who will be there to take my place, when I'm gone, you'll need love to light the shadows on your face. If a great wave shall fall, and fall upon us all, then between the sand and stone, can you make it on your own? If I could, then I would, I'll go wherever you will go, way up high, or down low, I'll go wherever you will go, And maybe, I'll find out a way to make it back someday to watch you to guide you through the darkest of your days, If a great wave shall fall, and fall upon us all, then I hope there's someone out there who can bring me back to you. If I could, then I would, I'll go wherever you will go, way up high, or down low, I'll go wherever you will go, Run away with my heart, run away with my hope, Run away with my love, I know now, just quite how my life and love might still go on, in your heart, in your mind, I'll stay with you for all of time, If I could, then I would, I'll go wherever you will go, way up high, or down low, I'll go wherever you will go, If I could turn back time, I'll go wherever you will go, If I could make you mine I'll go wherever you will go
I guess I'm pretty horrible. I can't even sum up my own feelings better than a three-hundred-year-old song. I love you, and I always will, no matter how long it has been since I died. But please, promise me one thing; don't let my ghost hold you back. I know you know what, or should I say who, I'm talking about. Contrary to popular belief, I can see other things than you, but I have to work at it. You won't hurt my memory by moving on; All I want is to see you happy.
Jack P.S. I think I just realized who else I need to send a letter to.
Beverly was dumbfounded. Why hadn't she read this twenty-five years ago, when it should have been sent? She scrolled down the PADD, to see if there was any more. There was nothing else but a quick note attached to it,
Beverly, I found this in a box of things in my old ready room; it was attached to a letter that I received. I'm sorry I didn't get around to reading my letter until now. Jean-Luc