The Favor
The following story line is mine. Don't try to copy it cause I'll get mad
In a like vain, Star Trek The Next Generation and all characters are the sole property of someone other than me.
AN: Thanks for reading everyone, and I'm glad you're enjoying! Someone asked about the green uniforms, and if you'll remember in the Original Series Kirk sometimes work a pale green uniform. It's just a variation!
Jean-Luc forgot that he was not in his native universe. He forgot that he was not married to Beverly, he forgot that he did not have three children, he forgot that he was not the Earth delegate to peace talks with the Cardassians or that Ro Laren was not an Ambassador or that Q had displaced him. He had found his groove again and he relaxed into his life. Not for one moment did he take it for granted, though, not for one moment did he not think of how lucky he was to have such a perfect life.
And so two weeks passed quickly with family dinners and meetings with the Ambassadors and babysitting duties occasionally. He and Jason enjoyed each other's company, fencing and playing chess. The boy revealed his plans to ask Mecca, a girl from the orphanage, to marry him. Jean-Luc encouraged him. Jean-Luc came to respect the subtleties of married life, sharing one's living space and life with another. He continued his tutoring of Data, who passed his learning's along to his daughter, Laal, who enjoyed a birthday party one Tuesday night. She was three years old. Jean-Luc secretly chuckled every time she called him "Grandfather" or Raylyn "Aunt Ray". He took J.W. for a pony ride in the holideck and helped his grandmother give him a bath, which was not an easy task.
He was going over some final notes in his ready room, a cup of hot tea in front of him. He hadn't been happier since...well he couldn't remember being happier.
"Excuse me, Captain," O'Brien's voice said over the intercom, "There's someone waiting to beam up, sir" Jean-Luc frowned. They were circling Bajor. The conferences would start tomorrow. He had no idea who would request to beam up to the ship. Certainly no Cardassians. He doubted any Bajoran, but then, Ro Laren was unpredictable.
"On my way, Chief" the Captain replied and left his ready room. Will was in his seat. Data was at his post. Raylyn was at hers. Jean-Luc frowned.
"Commanders, would you come with me?" he asked, spinning about and entering the turbo lift.
"Aye, sir" Will said with a straight face, "Mr. Data, you have the bridge"
"Aye sir" Data responded from his position. Raylyn and Will joined their Captain in the turbolift, both straight faced and serious looking. They stood side by side, looking straight ahead, saying nothing. Jean-Luc got the distinct impression they were trying not to laugh.
"There's someone who wants to beam aboard the Enterprise" he told them.
"Really, sir?" Will replied with no hint of humor in his voice, "Who is it?"
"I don't know yet" Jean-Luc replied. They stepped off the turbolift when it stopped and turned a corner to enter the transporter room. Beverly was already there.
"Doctor?" Jean-Luc raised an eyebrow. His wife tilted her head.
"The Commander requested my presence" she answered his unspoken question. Jean-Luc turned to O'Brien and nodded. He turned back to the transporter pad and wondered who in the world would request an audience on the ship. A form slowly developed on the pad. It almost looked like...
"Wesley!" Beverly cried and ran up to embrace her son, who was grinning wildly. Jean-Luc smiled at the boy as Raylyn burst out laughing beside him and Will developed an ear-to-ear grin.
"Hey, Mom" Wesley embraced his mother before jumping off the pad. He swung an arm around Jean-Luc and the Captain returned the gesture with a hearty clap on the young man's back.
"Hey, Dad" Wes smiled, "Surprised?"
"Very" Jean-Luc replied, easily adjusting to Wesley calling him "Dad".
"How in the world..." his wife started. He could tell she was simply thrilled to see her son again. He knew she missed him terribly. He was happy to see her so happy.
"Ray managed it" Wesley told her. Beverly just hugged him again.
"Oh, it's so good to see you!" Wesley laughed and broke away to give his older sister a hug too.
"Hey, sis, what's up?" Raylyn ruffled his hair.
"Not much. But guess what?" Wesley raised an eyebrow.
"Jason's here too!" his sister gushed.
"No kidding! Hey, that's great!" Wesley exclaimed with just as much excitement.
"We're going to get a new portrait done!" Beverly declared, "One with all of us in it!"
"But not right now" Jean-Luc said, "We have to get back to the bridge" He nodded at his daughter and her husband.
"I'll take you to some quarters" Beverly said and started to lead her son away down the corridor.
"That was a wonderful idea, Raylyn" Jean-Luc complimented his daughter on their way back to work, "Your mother misses him terribly"
"I know she does" Raylyn responded, "I suppose I'll miss J.W. that much when he goes away to the Academy." Then she sighed wistfully, "I wish he were old enough to go now" Jean-Luc just laughed. His grandson was a handful, to say the least.
That night's family dinner was a joyous occasion. Jason and Wesley had not seen each other in years.
"I can't believe how much you've grown!" Jason kept saying over and over, until Wesley told him he couldn't believe how much his older brother had shrunk over the years. Data somehow came up with an old fashioned 20th century camera and kept taking pictures of the three siblings all night.
"Hello, Uncle Wesley" Jean-Luc heard Laal greet the newly returned family member. Laal was almost taller than Wesley. The thought of him being her uncle was nearly hysterical. Everybody was of course happy to see Wesley. He and Wyatt had a lively discussion about baseball, an old sport from what had been the United States of America. Wes had apparently introduced the sport to his classmates and it had taken like wildfire.
Later, after dinner when everybody was lounging in the sunset which was glancing off the ocean below, Jean-Luc observed Raylyn and Will whispering heatedly a bit apart from everyone else. He wondered what they might be discussing and was about to excuse himself from Lwaxana and Guinan when Raylyn called for everyone's attention. The entire family gathered closer. Jean-Luc felt as if he were in a crowd. The Ambassadors had not joined them tonight, but the family itself was rather large anyway.
Lwaxana, Deanna, Wyatt, Ian, Andrew, Ana, Data, Laal, Guinan, Jason, Wesley, Beverly, himself, J.W., Will and Raylyn. Jean-Luc suddenly wished Kestra and her seven children, plus his brother and family, were also in attendance so he could get a feel for how truly monstrous a family they were. But Raylyn was begging his attention.
"Um," she paused as if trying to think of how to say what she had to say in a better way, but then gave up and just blurted it.
"Will and I are going to have another baby!" She was fair to glowing and Will looked as if he might never stop grinning. All of the women cried at once and stood to give the expectant mother hugs, while all of the men gathered to shake Will's hand.
"Congratulations, Will!" Jean-Luc soon enough found himself saying. Everybody left the holideck chattering excitedly and happily. Jean-Luc felt as if a warm glow was enveloping him.
He decided to enjoy the feeling all night. Tomorrow, work would begin.
The following story line is mine. Don't try to copy it cause I'll get mad
In a like vain, Star Trek The Next Generation and all characters are the sole property of someone other than me.
AN: Thanks for reading everyone, and I'm glad you're enjoying! Someone asked about the green uniforms, and if you'll remember in the Original Series Kirk sometimes work a pale green uniform. It's just a variation!
Jean-Luc forgot that he was not in his native universe. He forgot that he was not married to Beverly, he forgot that he did not have three children, he forgot that he was not the Earth delegate to peace talks with the Cardassians or that Ro Laren was not an Ambassador or that Q had displaced him. He had found his groove again and he relaxed into his life. Not for one moment did he take it for granted, though, not for one moment did he not think of how lucky he was to have such a perfect life.
And so two weeks passed quickly with family dinners and meetings with the Ambassadors and babysitting duties occasionally. He and Jason enjoyed each other's company, fencing and playing chess. The boy revealed his plans to ask Mecca, a girl from the orphanage, to marry him. Jean-Luc encouraged him. Jean-Luc came to respect the subtleties of married life, sharing one's living space and life with another. He continued his tutoring of Data, who passed his learning's along to his daughter, Laal, who enjoyed a birthday party one Tuesday night. She was three years old. Jean-Luc secretly chuckled every time she called him "Grandfather" or Raylyn "Aunt Ray". He took J.W. for a pony ride in the holideck and helped his grandmother give him a bath, which was not an easy task.
He was going over some final notes in his ready room, a cup of hot tea in front of him. He hadn't been happier since...well he couldn't remember being happier.
"Excuse me, Captain," O'Brien's voice said over the intercom, "There's someone waiting to beam up, sir" Jean-Luc frowned. They were circling Bajor. The conferences would start tomorrow. He had no idea who would request to beam up to the ship. Certainly no Cardassians. He doubted any Bajoran, but then, Ro Laren was unpredictable.
"On my way, Chief" the Captain replied and left his ready room. Will was in his seat. Data was at his post. Raylyn was at hers. Jean-Luc frowned.
"Commanders, would you come with me?" he asked, spinning about and entering the turbo lift.
"Aye, sir" Will said with a straight face, "Mr. Data, you have the bridge"
"Aye sir" Data responded from his position. Raylyn and Will joined their Captain in the turbolift, both straight faced and serious looking. They stood side by side, looking straight ahead, saying nothing. Jean-Luc got the distinct impression they were trying not to laugh.
"There's someone who wants to beam aboard the Enterprise" he told them.
"Really, sir?" Will replied with no hint of humor in his voice, "Who is it?"
"I don't know yet" Jean-Luc replied. They stepped off the turbolift when it stopped and turned a corner to enter the transporter room. Beverly was already there.
"Doctor?" Jean-Luc raised an eyebrow. His wife tilted her head.
"The Commander requested my presence" she answered his unspoken question. Jean-Luc turned to O'Brien and nodded. He turned back to the transporter pad and wondered who in the world would request an audience on the ship. A form slowly developed on the pad. It almost looked like...
"Wesley!" Beverly cried and ran up to embrace her son, who was grinning wildly. Jean-Luc smiled at the boy as Raylyn burst out laughing beside him and Will developed an ear-to-ear grin.
"Hey, Mom" Wesley embraced his mother before jumping off the pad. He swung an arm around Jean-Luc and the Captain returned the gesture with a hearty clap on the young man's back.
"Hey, Dad" Wes smiled, "Surprised?"
"Very" Jean-Luc replied, easily adjusting to Wesley calling him "Dad".
"How in the world..." his wife started. He could tell she was simply thrilled to see her son again. He knew she missed him terribly. He was happy to see her so happy.
"Ray managed it" Wesley told her. Beverly just hugged him again.
"Oh, it's so good to see you!" Wesley laughed and broke away to give his older sister a hug too.
"Hey, sis, what's up?" Raylyn ruffled his hair.
"Not much. But guess what?" Wesley raised an eyebrow.
"Jason's here too!" his sister gushed.
"No kidding! Hey, that's great!" Wesley exclaimed with just as much excitement.
"We're going to get a new portrait done!" Beverly declared, "One with all of us in it!"
"But not right now" Jean-Luc said, "We have to get back to the bridge" He nodded at his daughter and her husband.
"I'll take you to some quarters" Beverly said and started to lead her son away down the corridor.
"That was a wonderful idea, Raylyn" Jean-Luc complimented his daughter on their way back to work, "Your mother misses him terribly"
"I know she does" Raylyn responded, "I suppose I'll miss J.W. that much when he goes away to the Academy." Then she sighed wistfully, "I wish he were old enough to go now" Jean-Luc just laughed. His grandson was a handful, to say the least.
That night's family dinner was a joyous occasion. Jason and Wesley had not seen each other in years.
"I can't believe how much you've grown!" Jason kept saying over and over, until Wesley told him he couldn't believe how much his older brother had shrunk over the years. Data somehow came up with an old fashioned 20th century camera and kept taking pictures of the three siblings all night.
"Hello, Uncle Wesley" Jean-Luc heard Laal greet the newly returned family member. Laal was almost taller than Wesley. The thought of him being her uncle was nearly hysterical. Everybody was of course happy to see Wesley. He and Wyatt had a lively discussion about baseball, an old sport from what had been the United States of America. Wes had apparently introduced the sport to his classmates and it had taken like wildfire.
Later, after dinner when everybody was lounging in the sunset which was glancing off the ocean below, Jean-Luc observed Raylyn and Will whispering heatedly a bit apart from everyone else. He wondered what they might be discussing and was about to excuse himself from Lwaxana and Guinan when Raylyn called for everyone's attention. The entire family gathered closer. Jean-Luc felt as if he were in a crowd. The Ambassadors had not joined them tonight, but the family itself was rather large anyway.
Lwaxana, Deanna, Wyatt, Ian, Andrew, Ana, Data, Laal, Guinan, Jason, Wesley, Beverly, himself, J.W., Will and Raylyn. Jean-Luc suddenly wished Kestra and her seven children, plus his brother and family, were also in attendance so he could get a feel for how truly monstrous a family they were. But Raylyn was begging his attention.
"Um," she paused as if trying to think of how to say what she had to say in a better way, but then gave up and just blurted it.
"Will and I are going to have another baby!" She was fair to glowing and Will looked as if he might never stop grinning. All of the women cried at once and stood to give the expectant mother hugs, while all of the men gathered to shake Will's hand.
"Congratulations, Will!" Jean-Luc soon enough found himself saying. Everybody left the holideck chattering excitedly and happily. Jean-Luc felt as if a warm glow was enveloping him.
He decided to enjoy the feeling all night. Tomorrow, work would begin.