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Author's Note: I'm sorry, I couldn't resist having a P/C ready room scene in this, even though this isn't about them. (Don't worry, it isn't off the plot)
Chapter 2
When the door chimed in his ready room, Captain Jean-Luc Picard expected it to be his first officer, as he was the only one of the three who hadn't brought him their side of the news yet. He looked up from the PADD he was reading briefly. "Come" he said. Instead of Will Riker it was Beverly. She smiled, and sat down on his couch.
"I'll be very surprised if your day has been half as strange as mine has been." she said.
"So would I." he replied, a bemused expression on his face. He sat on the other end of the couch. "Actually, I'm surprised Will hasn't spoken to me about it yet."
"Oh, I'm sure he will as soon as he gets over the shock of realizing that he's going to be a father." Beverly grinned. "A week ago I would have never considered that this actually could happen."
"What? That Will would become a father?" the Captain dead panned.
"Well, that too." Beverly laughed.
"You learn something new everyday." he replied.
"On this ship, I learn things I didn't even know that I didn't want to know." Beverly joked. They both laughed again. The Captain stopped and his eyes grew wide with some sort of internal disbelief. "What?" the Doctor asked.
"Beverly." Jean-Luc said, "I just realized something. Deanna's a Betazoid; she's empathic. Worf is a Klingon."
"And, so?"
"Have you ever seen an empathic Klingon?"
"An empathic." The Doctor said, collapsing on the couch in a fit of laughter. "No, really," she said, trying to control herself, "It isn't funny. It isn't funny at all. The poor child." She continued to laugh. "The poor child. Having Lwaxana for a grandmother will be bad enough without being Klingon to boot!" She stopped, realizing what she had just said. "What is Lwaxana going to say?"
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Author's Note: I'm sorry, I couldn't resist having a P/C ready room scene in this, even though this isn't about them. (Don't worry, it isn't off the plot)
Chapter 2
When the door chimed in his ready room, Captain Jean-Luc Picard expected it to be his first officer, as he was the only one of the three who hadn't brought him their side of the news yet. He looked up from the PADD he was reading briefly. "Come" he said. Instead of Will Riker it was Beverly. She smiled, and sat down on his couch.
"I'll be very surprised if your day has been half as strange as mine has been." she said.
"So would I." he replied, a bemused expression on his face. He sat on the other end of the couch. "Actually, I'm surprised Will hasn't spoken to me about it yet."
"Oh, I'm sure he will as soon as he gets over the shock of realizing that he's going to be a father." Beverly grinned. "A week ago I would have never considered that this actually could happen."
"What? That Will would become a father?" the Captain dead panned.
"Well, that too." Beverly laughed.
"You learn something new everyday." he replied.
"On this ship, I learn things I didn't even know that I didn't want to know." Beverly joked. They both laughed again. The Captain stopped and his eyes grew wide with some sort of internal disbelief. "What?" the Doctor asked.
"Beverly." Jean-Luc said, "I just realized something. Deanna's a Betazoid; she's empathic. Worf is a Klingon."
"And, so?"
"Have you ever seen an empathic Klingon?"
"An empathic." The Doctor said, collapsing on the couch in a fit of laughter. "No, really," she said, trying to control herself, "It isn't funny. It isn't funny at all. The poor child." She continued to laugh. "The poor child. Having Lwaxana for a grandmother will be bad enough without being Klingon to boot!" She stopped, realizing what she had just said. "What is Lwaxana going to say?"
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