Beverly rolled over in the bed and could have sworn she heard Deanna's voice. "Troi to Crusher. Beverly, are you there? Beverly, please respond." Grumbling, Beverly reached for her comm badge resting on the nightstand. She yawned as she slapped it on before tossing it back on the table
"Crusher here."
"Sorry, did I wake you?" Beverly stretched and her hand met the strong back of Jean-Luc. She smiled.
"No, not at all, Deanna. What can I do for you?"
"Where are you? A box has been beamed up for you. We've been trying to locate you for hours."
"Oh. I'm not on the ship."
"Really? Where are you?" Curiosity always got the best of Deanna, especially when it came to Beverly. She was too far away to sense feelings, but she could tell from Beverly's voice that she was content. Had she...slept with someone?
"Oh. Uhm. France..." Beverly's voice trailed off, not sure she really wanted to tell Deanna where she was. She and Jean-Lu had deliberately hid their relationship from their friends and the crew just to give them a little smidge of privacy. Just then, Jean-Luc stirred and Deanna could hear the rustling of sheets and she could have sworn she heard her captain's voice asking if everything was ok! She strained her ears to hear Beverly tell him to go back to sleep and she heard the sound of lips on skin. Oh, this was going to be good.
"France? Isn't that where the Captain went?" Beverly's eyes widened.Merde. It's a good thing this is only a voice connection...
"Erm...Yes? Did you need to speak to him? I could...get him for you..." Beverly was blushing and it was a good thing neither woman could see the other because Deanna was grinning away like the Cheshire Cat.
"No need! Just wanted you to know there was a package for you. Troi out!" Deanna broke the connection quickly. Just wait until I tell Will!
Beverly was puzzled by how quickly her friend had ended her conversation, but she picked up her badge and called out "Crusher to Crusher."
A sleepy voice answered. "Mom? I mean, Crusher here."
"Hi sweetie. Sorry I woke you. Deanna contacted me to let me know a box had been delivered. Could you get it for me? Actually, the box is yours. It's some of your father's things. Jean-Luc put them in storage for me after...well...after. I planned on going through it first, but you can if you want."
"Uhm...Ok Mom. Hey mom? Why is this coming up as being the Captain's badge ID?"Merde. I grabbed the wrong badge!
"Uhh...must be a glitch, Wes. Maybe Geordi is upgrading the system."
"Maybe. Can I go back to sleep? I'll get your box later."
"Sure Sweetie. Crusher out." Beverly flopped back onto the pillows and laughed. Her laughter woke Jean-Luc again. He rolled over to face her.
"I hope you're not laughing at me..." Beverly met his lips with a kiss. "Who was on the comm?"
"Deanna." Jean-Luc sat up in bed.
"Deanna? Could she...sense us?" He began to turn red at the thought of his counsellor and friend being privy to the events of last night.
"I don't think so. She was just trying to find me to tell me about that box being delivered. So then I called Wes to retrieve it...from your badge."
"Merde. Did he realise?" Beverly's hand disappeared under the covers and her fingers walked their way down past his hips to tease his penis.
"Uhh...maybe?" Jean-Luc closed his eyes and bucked his hips as Beverly expertly moved her hand under the sheet.
"Mmm...well...they'll... find... out...even...tually..." He rolled them over so he was on top and punctuated each word with a light nip as he worked his way down from her jaw to her breasts.
"Mmmmmph" was Beverly's only reply.