Title: Alienation of Affection
Author: Jadeblueafterglow17
Chapter 6: Death of Me Part II
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Dr. Selar shook Wesley's shoulder. He was thrashing around on the bed and covered in a cold sweat.
"Wesley!" she screamed. Suddenly he sat bolt upright visibly shaken.
"Are you alright?" Wesley nodded. He couldn't remember what he had just dreamed but he never felt more terrified in his life.
"You should return to duty."
Commander Data arrived in sick bay after requesting Wesley's location from the computer. Dr. Selar pointed him in the direction of Wesley who was now sitting up on the side of a bio bed. Data approached him cautiously.
"Wesley, are you alright?" Wesley's tongue felt thick and obtrusive in his mouth and his skin felt itchy and tight.
"Yeah ...I'm okay." he climbed down from the table and left sickbay with Data.
"Did you find anything?"
"Yes, and no."
"Well which is it?"
"Wesley, my answer indicates that I did and did not. I found a biological pathogen in the water similar to that of a parasite or contagion. However, I did not find anything that would have a rapid gestation period in the time you described."
"What if exposure was longer..." he slurred leaning against the wall.
"Are you sure you are well, Wesley? You do not look..."
"I'm fine..." he rubbed absently at his temples. "I think whatever this parasite is has decided to use my mother as a host."
"Host? Wesley, I have seen no evidence ..."
"Data, you're going to have to trust me."
"I do trust you, but you are asking me to go against our chief medical officer, based on a theory and no valid evidence of any dysfunction on her part..." Wesley took Data's hand and placed it at the back of his head.
"She did this to me, and that was after she struck me...twice, and threw me out of our quarters." Data saw a range of complicated emotions cross over the Ensign's face. He knew from experience, not feeling, that the boy was deeply troubled.
"My mother has never laid a hand on me in my whole life, whatever this is...whatever is controlling her, definitely is aggressive, and I think I know who its next target will be."
"A logical choice would be someone with a great deal of power." Wesley nodded.
"Captain Picard." they both echoed.
"Do you wish for me to present this to him?"
"No. Thank you Data, this is something I have to do myself. Keep this quiet for now. I will contact you again once I have spoken with the Captain. I haven't been completely honest with him of late, I want a chance to fix that. I have duty in about 2 hours, so I will talk to him later tonight. But if anything happens to me...at least you know who did it." he said smiling sadly.
He and Wesley arrived at Data's quarters and the android reached out and grabbed his arm.
"I do not like this. Be careful Wesley, if I do not hear from you soon I will be forced to inform the captain."
"I understand." he said as Data watched Wesley continue down the corridor towards the science lab to look at the water samples. He didn't notice his mother round the corner behind him as she stopped at Data's door.
One hour later
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Wesley's Quarters
"Computer adjust temperature up to 28 degrees." Beverly said as she entered Wesley's two room quarters. His bedding was neatly made and his quarters were extremely tidy. She looked through his clothes and saw that everything was put away neatly and not even a sock was out of place.
She sat on his bed and picked up a picture frame. The image was one of a younger Beverly and a dark haired man who resembled a much older Wesley with a young child at their feet. She traced a finger around the face of the man as she felt a pang of hurt and grief tear at her heart. Something deep inside her ached for this man. Suddenly her hurt turned to anger and she threw the picture across the room shattering the holo image into hundreds of pieces.
She heard Wesley enter the room. Slowly she slithered from the bedroom and took her place in the darkness.
Wesley felt the hair on the nape of his neck stand on end when he realized how warm his room was. He knew his mother had to be nearby. He heard the water running in his bathroom and walked in that direction.
As he leaned toward the open door a solid object connected with his skull dropping him to his knees.
"You've been a busy boy..."
Dr. Crusher knocked him to the ground.
"Wow, that head of yours must be made of bricks son."
Dazed he turned over to find his mother straddling him, her arm at his throat. She ripped off his communicator and tossed it across the room.
"Wesley you have to stop her." he heard her say but was so shocked he stared at her with a perplexed look on his face.
"Mom?" he whimpered desperately blinking to clear his vision.
"I'll put an end to your meddling once and for all you little brat."
A surge of adrenaline and fear propelled Wesley to launch his mother off of him as she landed with a thump beside him. He scurried drunkenly to his knees crawling towards the bathroom but before he could get away her full weight was on his back and he felt his head ram into the wall. She grabbed him by his head and rammed him face first into the tiled floor. She heard a crack and knew she'd struck pay dirt as his body went completely limp beneath her with a groan.
Beverly began searching for a place to hide the boy. It wouldn't do well to kill him yet. His body ceasing to exist would set off an alarm in the computer that measured all critical life functions. She had to have enough time to herself to convince Picard that she was not a threat and transfer the adult symbiot to him. She heard him stir as she approached him again. He'd rolled over and he put both of his arms up in defense.
"Why?" he whispered sadly.
She took the arm that Wesley was using to keep her full weight off of him and snapped it mid tibia.
The scream that erupted from Wesley should have echoed throughout the entire regions of space but she choked him off quickly with her hands.
"Oh that was lovely. But we can't have you screaming like that." She hurled herself at him and her elbow came down in the middle of his solar plexus as the breath was stolen from his body. He gasped for air as he rolled on his side trying to draw his knees in.
"I have had a propensity to heal all my life...but I've always wanted to know what it would sound like to break bones."
She then wrenched his arm completely out and snapped his collar bone in two dislocating his shoulder in the process.
He was panting and tears were running uncontrolled down his cheeks. He stared up into his mother's green eyes and saw tears and anguish there.
Before Wesley lost consciousness from lack of oxygen and the pain, confusion flittered across his face as his eyes closed and his face went slack.
She dragged her son into the closet by his broken arm and shoved his lanky legs in behind him. She pushed the lock mechanism on the door. She then went into the bathroom to rinse the blood from his head off of her hands and caught the reflection of Beverly in the mirror. Her tear streaked face stared back at her.
"Please stop hurting him...stop hurting my son...you're going to kill him."
An evil smile graced her lips as she licked his blood off her hand. "You are so right, and it'll be my pleasure...for YOU to kill him and then I will kill you."
She walked out of the bathroom and locked his door behind her. ******************************************************************************************************************************
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