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Part 7
At the sound of the chime at her door, Beverly closes her robe around her waist and pads across the cabin to the foyer in her slippers. "Come in."
After the door slides open, Picard walks through the main cabin door to find Beverly in a pink terrycloth robe and slippers. "I'm sorry. It's very late."
"That's alright," smiles Beverly assuringly. "Is everything okay?"
"I went down to sickbay to see you, but Doctor Martin advised me you had insisted on being released. You made an impassioned argument that you required a good night's rest in your own bed," relays Picard with an amused smirk.
Grinning, Beverly pads closer to him. "Right. I just wanted a hot shower."
In full understanding, Picard chuckles. "How do you feel now?"
"Like a whole new woman," laughs Beverly. She holds out her left arm and rolls up the sleeve of her robe for his inspection. "Good as new."
Tenderly running his thumb over her forearm and his fingers under her arm, Jean-Luc bridges the distance between them. "I'm glad they were able to rectify my substandard work."
Retracting her arm, Beverly slips both of her arms around his neck and drops a kiss to his lips. "Nothing you do is substandard. You took amazing care of me, and you got us back. I wouldn't be here if it weren't for you. I love you."
Dropping his hands to her waist, Jean-Luc's eyes dart across the cabin. "Where's Wesley?"
Looking at him in bemusement, Beverly strokes his neck. "It's eleven. He's sleeping."
"Excellent," beams Jean-Luc, pulling her hips flush against his.
"Jean-Luc!" Beverly giggles between kisses.
Gripping her waist, Jean-Luc groans against her lips. "Beverly, we've waited decades…"
Stroking his cheek, Beverly looks at him apologetically. "My son is right here."
"No problem. Come with me to my cabin," begs Jean-Lu simply.
Groaning, Beverly rests her forehead against his, considering their options. She desperately wants to go with him and fully explore the physical dimension of their new relationship; however, she has only recently been reunited with her son, and she does not want to to have to have to explain this new relationship with the captain to Wesley should he find her missing.
Walking backwards, Jean-Luc leads her toward the cabin door.
"Jean-Luc…"protests Beverly as he guides her through the cabin door.
Putting his forefinger to his lips, Jean-Luc urges her to keep silent as he continues to back out into the corridor.
"I'm in my robe and slippers!" hisses Beverly incredulously.
"There's hardly anyone around," Jean-Luc assures her, rotating around to walk forward to his own cabin.
"This is crazy!" insists Beverly, following Picard down the corridor.
"Possibly," concedes Jean-Luc, looking over his shoulder and smirking at her. "But, we've been ever so patient."
Glancing over her shoulder, Beverly cannot believe she is sneaking down the corridor of the ship in her pyjamas.
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"Well….?" Propping herself up on one elbow, Beverly leans over Jean-Luc and traces little circles along his bare chest, gazing down at him warmly.
"Hmmm?" Jean-Luc clears his throat, looking up at her softly, reaching up to play with her hair.
"Well, was it worth the wait?"asks Beverly in a giggle.
"Oh, most certainly," says Jean-Luc unequivocally, smirking as he pulls Beverly on top of him.
Giggling, Beverly closes her eyes as he peppers kisses along her neck. "Hmmm…and I thought you were falling asleep."
Gripping her backside, Jean-Luc works his way upward, trailing his tongue along her neck and jawline. "Oh, no, Just closing my eyes. Saving my resources. I intend to do that again. Slower. Longer. Deeper."
As his lips finally meet hers, he steals her breath, the fever in his eyes causing her heart to skip. Slipping his arms around her waist, Jean-Luc maneuvers her onto her back, reversing their positions as their lips and tongues fuse together.
Momentarily breaking off, Jean-Luc struggles to catch his breath. He rests his forehead against hers and feathers a sweet kiss to her lips. "I love you. I love you so much. It's difficult to even fathom that this is real right now."
Running her hand up his arm, Beverly kisses him softly. "I know. It is. I love you, too, Jean-Luc."
"We'll make this work, Beverly. I promise you," Jean-Lic whispers, kissing the tip of her nose.
Grinning, Beverly encircles her arms around his back drawing him closer. "I trust your word, Picard."
Brushing a lock of hair from her face, Jean-Luc gazes intently into her eyes. "You know, the crash was terrible. You suffered serious injuries, we were stranded on the moon for a lengthy duration, and it was a considerable effort and good fortunate to get us back to the Enterprise. For all intents and purposes, it should be classified as a disaster, and I should be upset. But, I can't help but in some small way feel grateful, because the ordeal opened up our eyes. It gave us an opportunity to explore this relationship."
Smiling warmly, Beverly pecks his lips, caressing his back.
"I realized how finite life is, how mortal we are. I needed to express to you how I felt," confesses Jean-Luc.
"I'm glad you did," admits Beverly cheerfully. Reflecting back on their time in the shuttle on the moon, Beverly is not angry, scared or resentful. The entire time Jean-Luc had been at her side, he had done everything he could as a captain, friend, and more.
"So, you're feeling okay now, after everything?" Jean-Luc confirms.
"I'm great," Beverly tells him reassuringly. "You'll have my report tomorrow. Including a recommendation that you receive some additional medical training."
"I beg your pardon?" chuckles Jean-Luc propping himself up on an elbow.
Withholding her own laughter, Beverly nods. " Your stellar medical attention after the crash led me to recommend that you should receive further medical training. You'd make a highly skilled physician, Jean-Luc."
Face falling, Jean-Luc fixes her with a look of displeasure. "Thank you, Doctor. If I ever want to change my career trajectory, I will keep that in mind. I have no intention of diverting from my career in command. "
"That's a shame," teases Beverly, running her hand down his backside. "I kind of enjoyed you as the doctor."
Grabbing her hips, Jean-Luc effectively swallows the smirk on her face with a hard kiss.
