Uhura

by Starsinger

I debated this one, and Troi's, but they're firmly established in my mind. Geordi was probably one of the easiest, not even a stretch for that one. I'm going to start off this by saying that Wesley is kind of, sort of in this one, and he's not going to be Chekov come back. I know a few of you will be relieved to know that. Don't own them.

"You know, I'm actually enjoying this. Why haven't I tried reincarnation before?"

"Because it's another religion?"

"Be nice."

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Beverly sat in San Francisco, the swell of her belly making her a bit uncomfortable. Seven months pregnant and what did she expect? She sighed as she sipped the tea the Vulcan owner of the café there in San Francisco insisted she drink. It was odd to think a Vulcan would insist that this tea was good for her and her son. All she wanted to see was her husband.

Speaking of the devil, Jack turned the corner and joined her with a big smile and a bouquet of mums, her favorite. She stood as he embraced her and giving her a quick kiss. "So, what have you heard?"

"I'm joining my best friend, Jean-Luc Picard on the USS Stargazer!" he exclaimed, his eyes bright with excitement. "Oh, my manners," he said turning toward someone behind him, "Ambassador Spock, this is my wife, Dr. Beverly Crusher."

"Nice to meet you," she responded with a nod as their eyes met.

"You as well, Doctor," he replied.

"Please, call me Beverly," she replied with a light laugh.

"When are you due?" he asked curiously.

"Oh, about eight weeks, give or take. Do you have any children?" she asked.

"Two, a son and a daughter, my wife and I have managed this despite our rather divergent career paths," Spock responded, thinking of his wife, Saavik.

Beverly grinned at Jack, "Well, that does give us hope, doesn't it, Jack? Well, Starfleet is keeping me here on Earth, so, we won't be having a hit and miss party going on!" Spock watched with a curious glance at the obvious feelings these two displayed for each other. He and Saavik's lives were comfortable ones, and their reunions more than agreeable. He knew an easy going relationship when he saw one. Suddenly, he knew who Beverly Crusher was, or had been. He was satisfied, Uhura deserved so much more than she had gotten before she died in battle against Klingons.

Five Years Later…

"I'm so sorry, Beverly, I did try to save him," Picard whispered. He was devastated, this had been his best friend.

Beverly looked at the coffin, Wesley's small hand desperately clinging to her hand. Her eyes were red with unshed tears, "Thank you, Jean-Luc." Her whole demeanor was wooden, unmoving, but not unfeeling, she had a very young son to look after.

"If there's anything I can do," he offered.

"You've done everything you could, thank you," she sighed. "Don't forget him, please."

Picard looked down at the little boy who looked up at him with his father's smile, "Always, I will never forget him.