"Impossible," Picard said as Dr Crusher conversed with him in his ready room. "Are they sure?"

"They've found traces of non-human DNA," Dr Crusher repeated for him. Picard gaped, scarcely able to believe his ears. "I know, this isn't what I expected when I suggested she was genetically engineered."

"How could anyone anticipate this?" Picard was stunned. "Do they know what other species yet?"

"No, it'll take a while to identify them," Dr Crusher responded. "They were hidden so well, none of my scanners in sickbay would've been able to detect them."

"Don't tell Isla yet," Picard ordered her. "We should talk to her father about this first."

"Her father doesn't seem to make any sense," Dr Crusher exclaimed. "One minute he's charming, the next he's furious. No wonder she doesn't like him."

"A difficult man to get along with," Picard agreed. Dr Crusher got up to leave. "I'm guessing you won't make breakfast tomorrow morning then?" he asked her.

"No, I'm sorry Jean-Luc," she apologised wholeheartedly. "And again, sorry about this morning."

"You were just doing your job, don't worry," Picard reassured her, smiling with kindness in his eyes. She smiled in return and continued heading out. "Sleep well, Beverly." He said just before the doors opened.

"Good night Jean-Luc," she said and left.