Mending Fences Part 2
Daylight had come and Beverly cursed the hangover that made the room spin. She sat up in bed and tried to
move out of the suns bright rays. Unfortunately, she sat up too quickly and was overcome with feelings of
nausea.
She barely made it to the bathroom before she threw up. *Oh god Bev, What the hell were you thinking!?*
Her own voice screamed at her in her head. She sat on the floor of the bathroom, where the cold tiles felt
good on her bare legs.
Leaning against the bathtub she thought about the promise she made to herself last night. She got up, gave
herself a hypo for the hangover and proceeded to pack her backpack for her hike up the mountain. *I must
have lost my mind, I can't do this. *
Beverly blew out an angry breath. "STOP IT… Just stop it, stop letting your fears dictate your life!" she
muttered angrily as she forcefully shoved a sweater into her pack.
She finished packing in quiet determination and then headed towards the replicator to get some breakfast.
"Coffee and a croissant", a moment later her breakfast appeared before her.
She forced herself to eat the croissant. Although she was no longer nauseous, the thought of eating so soon
after throwing up was not appealing.
One more quick check around the room and she was out the door. She had notified the innkeeper that she
would be away for a few days, she also told him where she would be, on the infinitesimal chance that
Wesley contacted her. Beverly made her way to the base of the mountain before ten.
*Well, not exactly first light but it was a start. *
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Jean Luc awoke to the smell of fresh coffee brewing in the kitchen. After a shower and a clean pair of
clothes he headed down the hall where Marie waited, cup in hand.
"Jean Luc, we need to talk."
He sighed "Marie, there is nothing left to talk about."
Jean Luc hoped she would let it go, he was not in the mood to discuss Beverly Crusher. His dreams were of
her last night, thoughts of her still filled his mind.
Marie saw that it was not the time to push her brother in law and decided forgo any further questions…for
now. Breakfast was uncomfortable to say the least; the silence between the two was almost unnerving.
Jean Luc cleared the dishes, turned and walked out of the house to the back porch where he sat for several
hours in silence, secretly hoping to she her come out of her guest house.
After the fourth hour had passed, Marie could take no more. "Jean Luc, tell me why she left"
Tell her? How could he tell her when he didn't know the reason himself? At that moment, Jean Luc made up
his mind to confront Beverly today. He needed to know why.
Most of all he needed to tell her that he was still in love with her. He got up and without a word or even a
glance in Marie's direction, started toward Beverly's cottage.
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Beverly stopped to rest at a small stream, she filled her water canisters and sat down on a boulder to relax. .
Before she moved on she decided that she should eat something, just to keep up her energy. As Beverly
reached for her backpack, she noticed that her knee was bleeding from the fall she took earlier in the day.
*Dammit Beverly, what the hell were you thinking, wearing shorts to climb a mountain?* She angrily
thought to herself, even though she knew she had purposely picked shorts due to the hot weather. Allegra
Island was located on one of the few remaining planets in the Alpha quadrant that didn't use any sort of
atmospheric control system. She was reminded of this as the rain began to fall lightly on her face.
"Just great! First shorts now rain! What the hell could be next?" She didn't have to wait long for her
answer. She was hit over the head and knocked unconscious.
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Jean Luc had knocked on Beverly's door and waited for five minutes for her to answer.
When no answer came, he got worried. He reached for the door handle and was surprised when the door
opened as he turned the knob.
*Oh God, Oh God Please let her be all right*
Jean Luc entered the cottage and began his methodical search of all the rooms, all the while calling for
Beverly. By the time he reached the final room, he realized she was not there and there had been nothing to
suggest any foul play
He also noted that although most of her things were still in the cabin, a few necessities were missing from
the bathroom. Jean Luc left the cottage and headed for the innkeeper's office. *If she went on an excursion
she would have told someone. *
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Beverly woke briefly, only to realize she was being dragged by her arms. She felt her legs being cut and
bruised by the small rocks and twigs.
She struggled to free herself from the grasp of the person who held her, only to cause herself more pain as
her captor tightened his grip on her forearms.
She tried to look at her captor but because of the way he held her she couldn't turn her head. The pain from
her arms being stretched and the cuts on her legs reached her already throbbing head and she passed out
again.
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Jean Luc entered the office and headed straight for the man sitting behind the desk. "I am looking for one of
your guests, her name is Beverly Crusher, have you seen her?"
"Who are you?" Was the wary response he got in return.
"I am Captain Jean Luc Picard of the Federation Starship Enterprise. Have you seen Beverly Crusher?"
"She left here about ten, went away for a few days."
Jean Luc's patience was wearing extremely thin. " Where did she go damn it!?"
"Captain, there is no need to get upset, she will be back in a few days."
"I don't care when she will be back, I asked you where the hell she went!"
The innkeeper realized that this was a man on a mission and against his better judgment told him about
Beverly's plans to climb the great peak. Jean Luc was taken back at the thought of Beverly alone on a
mountaintop.
What if she were to get hurt? She would have no way to contact anyone for help. Picard set off in a sprint
back to his quarters to try to contact someone that could get him to Beverly's location.
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In Beverly's subconscious she was aware that she was no longer being dragged, she was laying on
something soft, her eyes fluttered open to survey her surroundings.
*Fireplace...Table...Couch...Door….DOOR! I must get to the door, I've got to get out of here.*
Climbing off the bed she was carelessly thrown on, she sprinted across the room towards the door. She was almost there
when a man grabbed her by the hair and threw her to floor. She hit her head on the corner of the brick
fireplace and blood now trickled down her cheek.
"Just where do you think you're going!" the mans voice bellowed.
"Why have you brought me here?" Beverly whispered before she lost consciousness again.
End Part 2
Daylight had come and Beverly cursed the hangover that made the room spin. She sat up in bed and tried to
move out of the suns bright rays. Unfortunately, she sat up too quickly and was overcome with feelings of
nausea.
She barely made it to the bathroom before she threw up. *Oh god Bev, What the hell were you thinking!?*
Her own voice screamed at her in her head. She sat on the floor of the bathroom, where the cold tiles felt
good on her bare legs.
Leaning against the bathtub she thought about the promise she made to herself last night. She got up, gave
herself a hypo for the hangover and proceeded to pack her backpack for her hike up the mountain. *I must
have lost my mind, I can't do this. *
Beverly blew out an angry breath. "STOP IT… Just stop it, stop letting your fears dictate your life!" she
muttered angrily as she forcefully shoved a sweater into her pack.
She finished packing in quiet determination and then headed towards the replicator to get some breakfast.
"Coffee and a croissant", a moment later her breakfast appeared before her.
She forced herself to eat the croissant. Although she was no longer nauseous, the thought of eating so soon
after throwing up was not appealing.
One more quick check around the room and she was out the door. She had notified the innkeeper that she
would be away for a few days, she also told him where she would be, on the infinitesimal chance that
Wesley contacted her. Beverly made her way to the base of the mountain before ten.
*Well, not exactly first light but it was a start. *
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Jean Luc awoke to the smell of fresh coffee brewing in the kitchen. After a shower and a clean pair of
clothes he headed down the hall where Marie waited, cup in hand.
"Jean Luc, we need to talk."
He sighed "Marie, there is nothing left to talk about."
Jean Luc hoped she would let it go, he was not in the mood to discuss Beverly Crusher. His dreams were of
her last night, thoughts of her still filled his mind.
Marie saw that it was not the time to push her brother in law and decided forgo any further questions…for
now. Breakfast was uncomfortable to say the least; the silence between the two was almost unnerving.
Jean Luc cleared the dishes, turned and walked out of the house to the back porch where he sat for several
hours in silence, secretly hoping to she her come out of her guest house.
After the fourth hour had passed, Marie could take no more. "Jean Luc, tell me why she left"
Tell her? How could he tell her when he didn't know the reason himself? At that moment, Jean Luc made up
his mind to confront Beverly today. He needed to know why.
Most of all he needed to tell her that he was still in love with her. He got up and without a word or even a
glance in Marie's direction, started toward Beverly's cottage.
**************************************************************************************************************
Beverly stopped to rest at a small stream, she filled her water canisters and sat down on a boulder to relax. .
Before she moved on she decided that she should eat something, just to keep up her energy. As Beverly
reached for her backpack, she noticed that her knee was bleeding from the fall she took earlier in the day.
*Dammit Beverly, what the hell were you thinking, wearing shorts to climb a mountain?* She angrily
thought to herself, even though she knew she had purposely picked shorts due to the hot weather. Allegra
Island was located on one of the few remaining planets in the Alpha quadrant that didn't use any sort of
atmospheric control system. She was reminded of this as the rain began to fall lightly on her face.
"Just great! First shorts now rain! What the hell could be next?" She didn't have to wait long for her
answer. She was hit over the head and knocked unconscious.
**************************************************************************************************************
Jean Luc had knocked on Beverly's door and waited for five minutes for her to answer.
When no answer came, he got worried. He reached for the door handle and was surprised when the door
opened as he turned the knob.
*Oh God, Oh God Please let her be all right*
Jean Luc entered the cottage and began his methodical search of all the rooms, all the while calling for
Beverly. By the time he reached the final room, he realized she was not there and there had been nothing to
suggest any foul play
He also noted that although most of her things were still in the cabin, a few necessities were missing from
the bathroom. Jean Luc left the cottage and headed for the innkeeper's office. *If she went on an excursion
she would have told someone. *
************************************************************************************************************
Beverly woke briefly, only to realize she was being dragged by her arms. She felt her legs being cut and
bruised by the small rocks and twigs.
She struggled to free herself from the grasp of the person who held her, only to cause herself more pain as
her captor tightened his grip on her forearms.
She tried to look at her captor but because of the way he held her she couldn't turn her head. The pain from
her arms being stretched and the cuts on her legs reached her already throbbing head and she passed out
again.
****************************************************************************************************************
Jean Luc entered the office and headed straight for the man sitting behind the desk. "I am looking for one of
your guests, her name is Beverly Crusher, have you seen her?"
"Who are you?" Was the wary response he got in return.
"I am Captain Jean Luc Picard of the Federation Starship Enterprise. Have you seen Beverly Crusher?"
"She left here about ten, went away for a few days."
Jean Luc's patience was wearing extremely thin. " Where did she go damn it!?"
"Captain, there is no need to get upset, she will be back in a few days."
"I don't care when she will be back, I asked you where the hell she went!"
The innkeeper realized that this was a man on a mission and against his better judgment told him about
Beverly's plans to climb the great peak. Jean Luc was taken back at the thought of Beverly alone on a
mountaintop.
What if she were to get hurt? She would have no way to contact anyone for help. Picard set off in a sprint
back to his quarters to try to contact someone that could get him to Beverly's location.
*****************************************************************************************************************
In Beverly's subconscious she was aware that she was no longer being dragged, she was laying on
something soft, her eyes fluttered open to survey her surroundings.
*Fireplace...Table...Couch...Door….DOOR! I must get to the door, I've got to get out of here.*
Climbing off the bed she was carelessly thrown on, she sprinted across the room towards the door. She was almost there
when a man grabbed her by the hair and threw her to floor. She hit her head on the corner of the brick
fireplace and blood now trickled down her cheek.
"Just where do you think you're going!" the mans voice bellowed.
"Why have you brought me here?" Beverly whispered before she lost consciousness again.
End Part 2