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.
"Hey, Data" Geordi said quietly as he entered Sickbay. Data was sitting with Raylyn who still wasn't doing so well.
"How is she?"
"Dr. Crusher says she will recover" Data answered. He rarely refered to her as his "mother", unless in the sole presence of his "siblings" who prefered that he did. Geordi took a seat beside his android friend.
"She looks kinda pale" he observed.
"Her temperature is still rather high" Data told his best friend.
"How's the baby?" Geordi asked, knowing that was what everyone was worried about. He'd just come from Will's quarters. The Commander still had a responsibility to the ship and with Ray out of commission he was pulling double shifts. He hadn't wanted to leave J.W. in daycare that long, so Geordi had offered to babysit. The toddler was aware that something was wrong and had been unusually quiet all evening. Will had told him that Data was sitting with Ray when he'd come home and so Geordi had decided to stop by and see how his friend was doing before he went home himself. The gesture was useless of course, Data didn't have any feelings to be worried about, but it was human nature and Geordi willingly bent to nature's will.
"Dr. Crusher believes the babies will be fine" Data said matter of factly.
"Babies?" Geordi repeated.
"Yes. She has discovered two embryos"
"Wow. Twins. Can you imagine having two J.W.'s at once?" Geordi laughed, but nervously. J.W., and indeed even Councilor's Troi's three kids, had been more than a handful. He didn't want to imagine having to deal with twins from that particular family. Data tilted his head to the side the way he did and raised and lowered his eyebrows in very human like fashion.
"It will be difficult"
"Yeah, that's an understatement" Geordi replied. Just then Ray stirred.
"Papa?" she mumbled without opening her eyes.
"Can you hear me Raylyn?" Data asked calmly. She didn't respond.
"Ah, she's just talkin in her sleep, Data" Geordi said, "Speaking of sleep, I better turn in. I'll see you tomorrow?" Data nodded.
"Goodnight, Geordi"
Down on the planet, things were not going so politely.
"We are not insinuating anything, Ambassador" Jean-Luc denied. Dar'kon had immediately bristled when Jean-Luc had told him that the virus was the Ogowdian virus. Beverly had said there was only one way for Raylyn to get such a disease and Jean-Luc therefore had to confront the Cardassian delegation.
"The virus is Cardassian!" Ambassador Worf growled.
"Indeed" Spock said before either Dar'Kon or Nar'Lan could say anything, "It is therefore logical to speak to the only Cardassians who have been near Commander Picard-Riker in the recent past"
"We" Nar'Lan emphasized the word, "Had nothing to do with this!"
"Do you have any idea how my officer may have contracted this virus?" Jean-Luc asked evenly, hoping to keep the Cardassians from erupting.
"No" Dar'kon replied immediately. Almost too quickly.
"He is lieing!" Worf nearly yelled.
"Worf!"Ka'lar had a warning in her voice, "Perhaps he is not. Perhaps somebody is trying to frame the Cardassians"
"To what end?" Ambassador Ro asked, "Who wouldn't want the Cardassians to join the rest of us?"
"The Borg" Spock said. Everybody stopped and looked at him. "Or perhaps the Dominion" he added.
"Whichever one of them wins wouldn't want to turn around and face a unified sector" T'auri, who usually remained silent now a days, said.
"It is logical" Spock agreed.
"Perhaps, but why would they attack Raylyn? If they wanted to end the talks why wouldn't they attack one of the Ambassadors?" Lwaxana wondered out loud. Nobody had an answer for that. Things were strained between the delegates. The Cardassians were not easy to deal with, and adding in Klingon and Romulan demands was only making the situation more difficult. Still, after three weeks, Jean-Luc had felt that they were about to come to a definate agreement. With this hanging over their heads, however, he could feel the Cardassians already backing up into a corner, one which they would not be willing to leave. He could see things falling apart quickly.
"Perhaps we should retire for the day" Ro finally suggested, "And pick these procedings up tomorrow"
"I....would appreciate the time spent with my daughter" Jean-Luc said. He had so far been trying to seperate Raylyn as his daughter and Raylyn as Commander Picard-Riker. This distinction was giving him the power to face the people who may have been responsible for her illness. Beverly had been spending all day and most of her nights in the research lab with Wyatt, trying to find a cure for the virus which was only being held at bay by the metacordazine.
"Of course" Nar'Lan agreed slowly, nodding at him. Dar'Kon seemed to want to disagree, however he said nothing. The groups separated and went to their respective ships. Jean-Luc wanted to go immediately to Sickbay to see how Raylyn was doing. What had Q been thinking? This was entirely too unfair, even for Q. He had only just been given the immense gift of Raylyn, of his entire family, and now he was close to losing it. Not all of it, perhaps, but certainly a very, very important part. The part for which Q had specifically brought him to this universe for. Jean-Luc was trying to juggle all of these emotions and still perform his duty admirably. There were, he now fully realized, very definite downsides to having such attachments as he had always wished for.
He could not, however, go straight to Sickbay. He was still Captain of this ship and as such he had certain responsibilities to perform. So instead he headed for the bridge where he found Data in charge.
"Mr. Data?" he questioned, having expected to find Will on duty.
"Commander Riker had an obligation to fulfill" Data answered, getting out of the Captain's chair.
"I see" Jean-Luc replied, not taking the seat himself, "In that case, report" Data did not have much to report. Some of the science stations were running some tests, but there was little for them to do stuck circling a planet.
"And..Dr. Crusher has reported that Raylyn's condition has improved. Marginally" the android finished softly. Jean-Luc nodded. Any improvement was good news to him.
"Very well. Mr. Data, I'll be in Sickbay if you need me"
"Aye, sir" Data replied and resumed his original position. Jean-Luc silently urged the turbolift to go faster on his way down to his wife's domain. He almost fell to tapping his foot in impatience. How had his daughter picked up a Cardassian virus? Or rather, who had given it to her? And to what end? These questions were all rolling around inside his head and the question which loomed over them all was what would happen to Raylyn?
"Beverly" Jean-Luc sighed in relief when he saw his wife in her office, "Data said you'd reported her condition had improved?"
"Only slightly. She's fallen into a sleep. Troi says it's not a coma, but more of a rest period giving the mind time to try and heal itself naturally " Beverly answered with a sigh, "The metacordazine is holding the virus at bay but Wyatt and I are no closer to coming up with an antidote."
"What will happen if you can't find one?" Beverly chose not to answer. Jean-Luc held back a despairing cry and turned to go see his daughter.
"Jean-Luc, wait!" Beverly was out of her chair and holding him by the arm, "Will's in there with her" Jean-Luc sighed. He felt a sudden pang of jealousy. But he knew that he had to allow the man a few moments alone with his wife, even if his wife was /his/ daughter. He nodded at Beverly to let he know he'd comply and then went to the corner. He would wait a few moments before going in. He hadn't meant to eves-drop, but from his vantage point he could see and hear Will and he could not tear himself away.
"They say people in coma's can still hear people talking" Will was saying. He was standing at the foot of her bed, with one hand on her ankle.
"So you're father says the Cardassians are denying any involvement. Well we didn't really expect them to admit to anything, did we? Geordi stayed with J.W. last night. I didn't realize that Geordi hadn't done that in a while." Will sighed and dropped his head and let out a sigh that seemed to shake his whole body.
"Ray, I want you to get better, luv. But I miss you." his voice shook as if he would cry and he ran his hand up her leg, over her torso and finally around her face, "Please don't stay away too long" And he lowered his head and kissed her brow.
"I couldn't have said it better myself" Jean-Luc whispered to himself and left Sickbay.
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.
"Hey, Data" Geordi said quietly as he entered Sickbay. Data was sitting with Raylyn who still wasn't doing so well.
"How is she?"
"Dr. Crusher says she will recover" Data answered. He rarely refered to her as his "mother", unless in the sole presence of his "siblings" who prefered that he did. Geordi took a seat beside his android friend.
"She looks kinda pale" he observed.
"Her temperature is still rather high" Data told his best friend.
"How's the baby?" Geordi asked, knowing that was what everyone was worried about. He'd just come from Will's quarters. The Commander still had a responsibility to the ship and with Ray out of commission he was pulling double shifts. He hadn't wanted to leave J.W. in daycare that long, so Geordi had offered to babysit. The toddler was aware that something was wrong and had been unusually quiet all evening. Will had told him that Data was sitting with Ray when he'd come home and so Geordi had decided to stop by and see how his friend was doing before he went home himself. The gesture was useless of course, Data didn't have any feelings to be worried about, but it was human nature and Geordi willingly bent to nature's will.
"Dr. Crusher believes the babies will be fine" Data said matter of factly.
"Babies?" Geordi repeated.
"Yes. She has discovered two embryos"
"Wow. Twins. Can you imagine having two J.W.'s at once?" Geordi laughed, but nervously. J.W., and indeed even Councilor's Troi's three kids, had been more than a handful. He didn't want to imagine having to deal with twins from that particular family. Data tilted his head to the side the way he did and raised and lowered his eyebrows in very human like fashion.
"It will be difficult"
"Yeah, that's an understatement" Geordi replied. Just then Ray stirred.
"Papa?" she mumbled without opening her eyes.
"Can you hear me Raylyn?" Data asked calmly. She didn't respond.
"Ah, she's just talkin in her sleep, Data" Geordi said, "Speaking of sleep, I better turn in. I'll see you tomorrow?" Data nodded.
"Goodnight, Geordi"
Down on the planet, things were not going so politely.
"We are not insinuating anything, Ambassador" Jean-Luc denied. Dar'kon had immediately bristled when Jean-Luc had told him that the virus was the Ogowdian virus. Beverly had said there was only one way for Raylyn to get such a disease and Jean-Luc therefore had to confront the Cardassian delegation.
"The virus is Cardassian!" Ambassador Worf growled.
"Indeed" Spock said before either Dar'Kon or Nar'Lan could say anything, "It is therefore logical to speak to the only Cardassians who have been near Commander Picard-Riker in the recent past"
"We" Nar'Lan emphasized the word, "Had nothing to do with this!"
"Do you have any idea how my officer may have contracted this virus?" Jean-Luc asked evenly, hoping to keep the Cardassians from erupting.
"No" Dar'kon replied immediately. Almost too quickly.
"He is lieing!" Worf nearly yelled.
"Worf!"Ka'lar had a warning in her voice, "Perhaps he is not. Perhaps somebody is trying to frame the Cardassians"
"To what end?" Ambassador Ro asked, "Who wouldn't want the Cardassians to join the rest of us?"
"The Borg" Spock said. Everybody stopped and looked at him. "Or perhaps the Dominion" he added.
"Whichever one of them wins wouldn't want to turn around and face a unified sector" T'auri, who usually remained silent now a days, said.
"It is logical" Spock agreed.
"Perhaps, but why would they attack Raylyn? If they wanted to end the talks why wouldn't they attack one of the Ambassadors?" Lwaxana wondered out loud. Nobody had an answer for that. Things were strained between the delegates. The Cardassians were not easy to deal with, and adding in Klingon and Romulan demands was only making the situation more difficult. Still, after three weeks, Jean-Luc had felt that they were about to come to a definate agreement. With this hanging over their heads, however, he could feel the Cardassians already backing up into a corner, one which they would not be willing to leave. He could see things falling apart quickly.
"Perhaps we should retire for the day" Ro finally suggested, "And pick these procedings up tomorrow"
"I....would appreciate the time spent with my daughter" Jean-Luc said. He had so far been trying to seperate Raylyn as his daughter and Raylyn as Commander Picard-Riker. This distinction was giving him the power to face the people who may have been responsible for her illness. Beverly had been spending all day and most of her nights in the research lab with Wyatt, trying to find a cure for the virus which was only being held at bay by the metacordazine.
"Of course" Nar'Lan agreed slowly, nodding at him. Dar'Kon seemed to want to disagree, however he said nothing. The groups separated and went to their respective ships. Jean-Luc wanted to go immediately to Sickbay to see how Raylyn was doing. What had Q been thinking? This was entirely too unfair, even for Q. He had only just been given the immense gift of Raylyn, of his entire family, and now he was close to losing it. Not all of it, perhaps, but certainly a very, very important part. The part for which Q had specifically brought him to this universe for. Jean-Luc was trying to juggle all of these emotions and still perform his duty admirably. There were, he now fully realized, very definite downsides to having such attachments as he had always wished for.
He could not, however, go straight to Sickbay. He was still Captain of this ship and as such he had certain responsibilities to perform. So instead he headed for the bridge where he found Data in charge.
"Mr. Data?" he questioned, having expected to find Will on duty.
"Commander Riker had an obligation to fulfill" Data answered, getting out of the Captain's chair.
"I see" Jean-Luc replied, not taking the seat himself, "In that case, report" Data did not have much to report. Some of the science stations were running some tests, but there was little for them to do stuck circling a planet.
"And..Dr. Crusher has reported that Raylyn's condition has improved. Marginally" the android finished softly. Jean-Luc nodded. Any improvement was good news to him.
"Very well. Mr. Data, I'll be in Sickbay if you need me"
"Aye, sir" Data replied and resumed his original position. Jean-Luc silently urged the turbolift to go faster on his way down to his wife's domain. He almost fell to tapping his foot in impatience. How had his daughter picked up a Cardassian virus? Or rather, who had given it to her? And to what end? These questions were all rolling around inside his head and the question which loomed over them all was what would happen to Raylyn?
"Beverly" Jean-Luc sighed in relief when he saw his wife in her office, "Data said you'd reported her condition had improved?"
"Only slightly. She's fallen into a sleep. Troi says it's not a coma, but more of a rest period giving the mind time to try and heal itself naturally " Beverly answered with a sigh, "The metacordazine is holding the virus at bay but Wyatt and I are no closer to coming up with an antidote."
"What will happen if you can't find one?" Beverly chose not to answer. Jean-Luc held back a despairing cry and turned to go see his daughter.
"Jean-Luc, wait!" Beverly was out of her chair and holding him by the arm, "Will's in there with her" Jean-Luc sighed. He felt a sudden pang of jealousy. But he knew that he had to allow the man a few moments alone with his wife, even if his wife was /his/ daughter. He nodded at Beverly to let he know he'd comply and then went to the corner. He would wait a few moments before going in. He hadn't meant to eves-drop, but from his vantage point he could see and hear Will and he could not tear himself away.
"They say people in coma's can still hear people talking" Will was saying. He was standing at the foot of her bed, with one hand on her ankle.
"So you're father says the Cardassians are denying any involvement. Well we didn't really expect them to admit to anything, did we? Geordi stayed with J.W. last night. I didn't realize that Geordi hadn't done that in a while." Will sighed and dropped his head and let out a sigh that seemed to shake his whole body.
"Ray, I want you to get better, luv. But I miss you." his voice shook as if he would cry and he ran his hand up her leg, over her torso and finally around her face, "Please don't stay away too long" And he lowered his head and kissed her brow.
"I couldn't have said it better myself" Jean-Luc whispered to himself and left Sickbay.