Mending Fences
By: Sandi G –2002
Rating: R – Violence and Non-Con sex
Pairing: P/C
Disclaimer: Damn, do I need one? Uh, Ok.. The whole Trek thing isn't mine, I just
took it out for a cruise around the galaxy.. I'll return them, HONEST!
Summary: This story takes place approximately six months after the ending of
Insurrection. Oh and have I mentioned that I have been working on this since
Insurrection!?? Long time, finally done. Also, this is my VERY FIRST story so I
guess I can say that my fanfic cherry has been officially popped! Be kind ?
Thanks Jen-nay for the advice!!! I love ya babe!
Part 1
"All the planets in all the quadrants and he had to pick this one to take his leave." Beverly Crusher
sighed to herself when she spotted him in the small town square.
Six months had past since the Ba'ku mission, six months since Beverly left the Enterprise and Starfleet
behind and yet, she still was not ready to face him. She tried to remain hidden in the shadows, out of his
view, but it was no use. He had spotted her and was walking towards her.
"Hello Jean Luc" she said as he came to stand before her.
"Beverly, How have you been?" he asked quietly.
"Fine..Fine.. I've been good...Keeping busy…" she stuttered nervously as she tried to quell the butterflies in
her stomach.
"Jean Luc, I am ready to go." Beverly turned her head to see who had spoken. Her heart fell and her head
spun as she saw the small red headed woman take his arm is hers.
"Oh, Marie, there you are." He said tenderly. "Marie, this is Beverly."
Beverly shook the other woman's hand and gave her best smile although she felt like she was dying inside.
Jean Luc looked at Beverly, "We've got to get going, it's getting late. It was so good to see you again."
Beverly merely nodded her head but his next actions shook her to her very soul. His arms encircled her slim
waist and he whispered, "I've missed you" before he released her and walked away.
She stood in the small square, her heart breaking, staring after them as they walked away arm in arm. After a
few moments passed and more than a few tears had fallen, she managed to whisper "Jean Luc."
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Jean Luc Picard could not resist the urge to glance over his shoulder in the direction of Beverly Crusher, he
wasn't sure what he expected, but what he saw he sure as hell wasn't ready for. She was standing motionless
where he left her, silent tears streaming down her porcelain cheeks.
In the almost thirty years he had known her, the only time he had seen her cry was the night he brought her
dead husband's body home to her and her young son.
He couldn't fathom why she was crying now. He resigned himself to the fact that he probably would never
get the chance to find out.
When Beverly left Starfleet, she severed all contact with him and her friends onboard the Enterprise. His
one attempt to contact her left him with no new answers, and even more questions.
Marie noticed the grim expression on her brother in law's face and knew exactly who the beautiful red head
was. "So, that's the one, huh?"
Startled out of his self-imposed reverie and not sure of what Marie had asked, he questioned her quietly,
"The one what?"
"That's the woman who broke your heart?" Picard said nothing, just simply nodded his weary head. " Jean
Luc, it's been what, five months since she left ……"
"Six."
"Okay, it's been six months since she left Starfleet…and you behind, don't you think it's time you finally
moved on with your life also?"
Jean Luc understood what Marie was trying to do, but he just wasn't ready to let it…. let her go, not until he
understood why she left without so much as an explanation or a goodbye.
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Beverly couldn't believe it. The reason she left the Enterprise was because Jean Luc had fallen in love with
Anij…or so she thought. Now here he was, six months later with a different woman on his arm.
"I thought he loved me. Why couldn't he give me a little more time?"
She had come to this place in the hopes of regaining some of her inner balance, and once and for all face
that which she ran from for years, her love for Jean Luc Picard.
She wanted to talk to him, wanted to explain her reasons for leaving. Now though, she didn't care about
explanations, the only thing she could think of was how much it hurt to see him again.
She was overcome with the need to be alone, away from the strangers on the street, away from the painful
memories that threatened to overtake her, and as far away from him as possible.
She turned away from the spot where Jean Luc stood just moments before and ran back to her cottage on the
edge of town.
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So deep in his thoughts, he barely noticed the beautiful scenery of the way back to the cottage.
He picked this particular cluster of guesthouses because it reminded him of a small village in his native
France. There were several houses lined up so that the back porch was overlooking the lake, and beyond the
lake was the most breathtakingly beautiful mountain.
When Jean Luc had first seen the mountain reflecting into the lake he immediately thought about how much
Beverly would love it, it was just the kind of naturalistic beauty she adored.
He was sitting on the porch drinking his Earl Grey when Marie decided she had watched her brother in law
wallow in his own self pity for too long, it was time to take action, or at least try to get him to discuss his
feelings.
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Beverly arrived at her cottage a few minutes later, just in time to see the beautiful mountain reflecting off the
lake. *It's so beautiful* she thought. *Here I am, alone in the most perfect place I have ever been and I am
miserable. I can't believe what just happened. That son of a bitch, how could he do this to me? *
Then she remembered that he did nothing, nothing but get on with his life after *she* left him. Beverly felt
the tears threatening to overtake her again and headed to the porch to breathe the crisp mountain air and try
to clear her head.
She grabbed a glass, a bottle of wine and a blanket and headed out the back door. The air that hit her when
she opened the door was so fresh, so exhilarating, she almost forgot why she was upset.
She gazed at the mountain and wondered what it would be like to look down at the village from atop the
great peak. * Too bad I'm afraid of heights or I would climb that damn thing *As her thought echoed in her
mind, Beverly had a moment of clarity; she finally realized the reason for her being alone.
She was afraid to face and conquer her fears; for years she had allowed her fears to conquer and dictate her
life. Her fear of heights left her feeling excluded more than a few times during her academy days.
The nagging fear that she was going to lose Jack always kept her from truly opening herself up to his love.
And then there was Jean Luc, god how she loved him. The one true love of her life and her fear of loosing
him ultimately cost her the happiness she has always wanted.
"Why didn't I just stay on the Enterprise after the Ba'ku incident and TELL him why I was so scared? Why
couldn't I just let Jean Luc love me?" . Beverly spoke bitterly into her wine, ignoring the silent tears for
what might have been, running down her face.
After pouring a few more servings of wine, Beverly angrily finished up what remained in her glass; she had
made up her mind. She would set off to conquer the mountain at first light and stop being a victim of her
fears.
She glanced down at the empty bottle, and decided to go to bed. It was going to be a long day tomorrow.
As she rose from the chair, she lost her balance and dropped the empty bottle and glass.
She watched the glass and wine bottle fall in slow motion, and finally shatter into a million tiny pieces
on the ground. *The perfect ending to the perfect day* she laughed a deep, throaty laugh. She entered the
house totally oblivious to the man staring at her from two houses down.
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Marie was just about to say something to Jean Luc when she noticed him staring at something. She followed
his gaze and saw Beverly Crusher stumble into the house.
"Not very graceful is she?"
"On the contrary Marie, she is the most graceful and beautiful woman I have ever known."
This was her chance, she had finally gotten Jean Luc to say something…anything about the woman, now if
she could just convince him to follow his heart. "Tell me about her Jean Luc."
He didn't want to talk about her, didn't want to drudge up the memories of her that he tried so hard to bury.
One look from Marie and he knew she would not let it lie so he started to tell her about Beverly , and once
he started, he couldn't stop.
He told her about the first time he ever saw the beautiful red head, he had been in love with her from that
very first day. He spoke about how his heart broke the day she married his best friend, and the guilt he
carried for feeling that way about his best friend's new wife.
He continued on about how Jack died under his command and that it was he who told Beverly about the
death of her husband. Jean Luc commented on the anxiety he felt when Beverly was assigned to the
Enterprise D, and how he tried to block that assignment.
He smiled when he told Marie that over the years he no longer saw her as his best friend's wife but as his
best friend. Marie saw Jean Luc tense as he spoke about their abduction on the plant Kesprytt, and about the
discussion they had by the fire.
"Why didn't I tell her then how I felt? I could tell she felt the same way, but that night, after we were
rescued, when I suggested we explore are feelings, she made some excuse about how we should be afraid to
explore them and then she left."
"Jean Luc, did you ever tell her you 'love' her? You say you told her you once loved her, but does she know
how you really feel?"
His answer was almost a whisper, "No".
End part 1
By: Sandi G –2002
Rating: R – Violence and Non-Con sex
Pairing: P/C
Disclaimer: Damn, do I need one? Uh, Ok.. The whole Trek thing isn't mine, I just
took it out for a cruise around the galaxy.. I'll return them, HONEST!
Summary: This story takes place approximately six months after the ending of
Insurrection. Oh and have I mentioned that I have been working on this since
Insurrection!?? Long time, finally done. Also, this is my VERY FIRST story so I
guess I can say that my fanfic cherry has been officially popped! Be kind ?
Thanks Jen-nay for the advice!!! I love ya babe!
Part 1
"All the planets in all the quadrants and he had to pick this one to take his leave." Beverly Crusher
sighed to herself when she spotted him in the small town square.
Six months had past since the Ba'ku mission, six months since Beverly left the Enterprise and Starfleet
behind and yet, she still was not ready to face him. She tried to remain hidden in the shadows, out of his
view, but it was no use. He had spotted her and was walking towards her.
"Hello Jean Luc" she said as he came to stand before her.
"Beverly, How have you been?" he asked quietly.
"Fine..Fine.. I've been good...Keeping busy…" she stuttered nervously as she tried to quell the butterflies in
her stomach.
"Jean Luc, I am ready to go." Beverly turned her head to see who had spoken. Her heart fell and her head
spun as she saw the small red headed woman take his arm is hers.
"Oh, Marie, there you are." He said tenderly. "Marie, this is Beverly."
Beverly shook the other woman's hand and gave her best smile although she felt like she was dying inside.
Jean Luc looked at Beverly, "We've got to get going, it's getting late. It was so good to see you again."
Beverly merely nodded her head but his next actions shook her to her very soul. His arms encircled her slim
waist and he whispered, "I've missed you" before he released her and walked away.
She stood in the small square, her heart breaking, staring after them as they walked away arm in arm. After a
few moments passed and more than a few tears had fallen, she managed to whisper "Jean Luc."
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Jean Luc Picard could not resist the urge to glance over his shoulder in the direction of Beverly Crusher, he
wasn't sure what he expected, but what he saw he sure as hell wasn't ready for. She was standing motionless
where he left her, silent tears streaming down her porcelain cheeks.
In the almost thirty years he had known her, the only time he had seen her cry was the night he brought her
dead husband's body home to her and her young son.
He couldn't fathom why she was crying now. He resigned himself to the fact that he probably would never
get the chance to find out.
When Beverly left Starfleet, she severed all contact with him and her friends onboard the Enterprise. His
one attempt to contact her left him with no new answers, and even more questions.
Marie noticed the grim expression on her brother in law's face and knew exactly who the beautiful red head
was. "So, that's the one, huh?"
Startled out of his self-imposed reverie and not sure of what Marie had asked, he questioned her quietly,
"The one what?"
"That's the woman who broke your heart?" Picard said nothing, just simply nodded his weary head. " Jean
Luc, it's been what, five months since she left ……"
"Six."
"Okay, it's been six months since she left Starfleet…and you behind, don't you think it's time you finally
moved on with your life also?"
Jean Luc understood what Marie was trying to do, but he just wasn't ready to let it…. let her go, not until he
understood why she left without so much as an explanation or a goodbye.
**************************************************************************************************************
Beverly couldn't believe it. The reason she left the Enterprise was because Jean Luc had fallen in love with
Anij…or so she thought. Now here he was, six months later with a different woman on his arm.
"I thought he loved me. Why couldn't he give me a little more time?"
She had come to this place in the hopes of regaining some of her inner balance, and once and for all face
that which she ran from for years, her love for Jean Luc Picard.
She wanted to talk to him, wanted to explain her reasons for leaving. Now though, she didn't care about
explanations, the only thing she could think of was how much it hurt to see him again.
She was overcome with the need to be alone, away from the strangers on the street, away from the painful
memories that threatened to overtake her, and as far away from him as possible.
She turned away from the spot where Jean Luc stood just moments before and ran back to her cottage on the
edge of town.
*************************************************************************************************************
So deep in his thoughts, he barely noticed the beautiful scenery of the way back to the cottage.
He picked this particular cluster of guesthouses because it reminded him of a small village in his native
France. There were several houses lined up so that the back porch was overlooking the lake, and beyond the
lake was the most breathtakingly beautiful mountain.
When Jean Luc had first seen the mountain reflecting into the lake he immediately thought about how much
Beverly would love it, it was just the kind of naturalistic beauty she adored.
He was sitting on the porch drinking his Earl Grey when Marie decided she had watched her brother in law
wallow in his own self pity for too long, it was time to take action, or at least try to get him to discuss his
feelings.
****************************************************************************************************************
Beverly arrived at her cottage a few minutes later, just in time to see the beautiful mountain reflecting off the
lake. *It's so beautiful* she thought. *Here I am, alone in the most perfect place I have ever been and I am
miserable. I can't believe what just happened. That son of a bitch, how could he do this to me? *
Then she remembered that he did nothing, nothing but get on with his life after *she* left him. Beverly felt
the tears threatening to overtake her again and headed to the porch to breathe the crisp mountain air and try
to clear her head.
She grabbed a glass, a bottle of wine and a blanket and headed out the back door. The air that hit her when
she opened the door was so fresh, so exhilarating, she almost forgot why she was upset.
She gazed at the mountain and wondered what it would be like to look down at the village from atop the
great peak. * Too bad I'm afraid of heights or I would climb that damn thing *As her thought echoed in her
mind, Beverly had a moment of clarity; she finally realized the reason for her being alone.
She was afraid to face and conquer her fears; for years she had allowed her fears to conquer and dictate her
life. Her fear of heights left her feeling excluded more than a few times during her academy days.
The nagging fear that she was going to lose Jack always kept her from truly opening herself up to his love.
And then there was Jean Luc, god how she loved him. The one true love of her life and her fear of loosing
him ultimately cost her the happiness she has always wanted.
"Why didn't I just stay on the Enterprise after the Ba'ku incident and TELL him why I was so scared? Why
couldn't I just let Jean Luc love me?" . Beverly spoke bitterly into her wine, ignoring the silent tears for
what might have been, running down her face.
After pouring a few more servings of wine, Beverly angrily finished up what remained in her glass; she had
made up her mind. She would set off to conquer the mountain at first light and stop being a victim of her
fears.
She glanced down at the empty bottle, and decided to go to bed. It was going to be a long day tomorrow.
As she rose from the chair, she lost her balance and dropped the empty bottle and glass.
She watched the glass and wine bottle fall in slow motion, and finally shatter into a million tiny pieces
on the ground. *The perfect ending to the perfect day* she laughed a deep, throaty laugh. She entered the
house totally oblivious to the man staring at her from two houses down.
****************************************************************************************************************
Marie was just about to say something to Jean Luc when she noticed him staring at something. She followed
his gaze and saw Beverly Crusher stumble into the house.
"Not very graceful is she?"
"On the contrary Marie, she is the most graceful and beautiful woman I have ever known."
This was her chance, she had finally gotten Jean Luc to say something…anything about the woman, now if
she could just convince him to follow his heart. "Tell me about her Jean Luc."
He didn't want to talk about her, didn't want to drudge up the memories of her that he tried so hard to bury.
One look from Marie and he knew she would not let it lie so he started to tell her about Beverly , and once
he started, he couldn't stop.
He told her about the first time he ever saw the beautiful red head, he had been in love with her from that
very first day. He spoke about how his heart broke the day she married his best friend, and the guilt he
carried for feeling that way about his best friend's new wife.
He continued on about how Jack died under his command and that it was he who told Beverly about the
death of her husband. Jean Luc commented on the anxiety he felt when Beverly was assigned to the
Enterprise D, and how he tried to block that assignment.
He smiled when he told Marie that over the years he no longer saw her as his best friend's wife but as his
best friend. Marie saw Jean Luc tense as he spoke about their abduction on the plant Kesprytt, and about the
discussion they had by the fire.
"Why didn't I tell her then how I felt? I could tell she felt the same way, but that night, after we were
rescued, when I suggested we explore are feelings, she made some excuse about how we should be afraid to
explore them and then she left."
"Jean Luc, did you ever tell her you 'love' her? You say you told her you once loved her, but does she know
how you really feel?"
His answer was almost a whisper, "No".
End part 1