Disclaimer: Own this series I do not.
Author's Note: Don't expect another chapter for a while. I'm still waiting for my friend to give me my tape with the Lwaxana Troi episode on it. This means that since I haven't seen an episode with her in it in a while, I need to refresh my memory before I write her character much, so I don't get it wrong. I will try to persuade my friend to look harder.
Chapter 3
Chief Medical Officer's Log Stardate 49441.3
Aside from the strange timing of events surrounding their conception, Counselor Troi's twins are developing at a completely normal rate for their species. Worf's child is slightly larger than Riker's, but as the fetus is half-Klingon, that is to be expected. It is not hurting the other child's development. As far as I can tell, Deanna will give birth to perfectly healthy twin boys approximately four months from now.
"Captain, we are being hailed." Worf said, moments after his console beeped.
"Open a channel."
"Captain Picard!" Lwaxana Troi smiled coyly, "How nice to see you!" Suddenly the Captain was very glad the younger Troi was not on the bridge. He looked at his first officer and saw him pale.
"I am fine, thank you. What brings you to the Enterprise?" he asked, calmly. This was going to be an interesting visit, to say the least.
"Oh, I was in the neighborhood, and I thought I would stop by and visit my daughter; if that is alright with you, Jean-Luc."
"Why, it just so happens that the next week or so is the perfect time for a visit, Mrs. Troi." He heard Worf grunt behind him. "Enjoy your stay."
"Thank you, Captain, I'm sure I will.
Counselor Troi? the Captain's voice came through her commbadge.
"Yes, sir?" she asked, glad she had swallowed the mouthful of salad the moment before he opened the channel.
Would you mind coming down to Transporter room 3? he asked.
"Of course not, sir," she replied. "I'll be there in a moment."
"Who's our guest?" she asked, as she walked into the room.
"Your mother," the Captain replied, matter-of-factly. He was puzzled at the shocked look of horror on Deanna Troi's face.
"My. mother?" she asked, eyes wide.
"Yes. Oh," he said, realization dawning on him. "You haven't told her, have you?" He fought to control the mirth in his eyes, and strove to hide the emotion with anything else. She shook her head.
"This isn't funny, Captain," she scowled.
"I know, Counselor. I'm sorry." He tugged at his shirt just as Lwaxana materialized.
"Captain! Deanna." she began. Her eyes grew wide as they fell upon the counselor. "How nice to see you!" You have been busy, haven't you, Little one, she sent.
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Author's Note: Don't expect another chapter for a while. I'm still waiting for my friend to give me my tape with the Lwaxana Troi episode on it. This means that since I haven't seen an episode with her in it in a while, I need to refresh my memory before I write her character much, so I don't get it wrong. I will try to persuade my friend to look harder.
Chapter 3
Chief Medical Officer's Log Stardate 49441.3
Aside from the strange timing of events surrounding their conception, Counselor Troi's twins are developing at a completely normal rate for their species. Worf's child is slightly larger than Riker's, but as the fetus is half-Klingon, that is to be expected. It is not hurting the other child's development. As far as I can tell, Deanna will give birth to perfectly healthy twin boys approximately four months from now.
"Captain, we are being hailed." Worf said, moments after his console beeped.
"Open a channel."
"Captain Picard!" Lwaxana Troi smiled coyly, "How nice to see you!" Suddenly the Captain was very glad the younger Troi was not on the bridge. He looked at his first officer and saw him pale.
"I am fine, thank you. What brings you to the Enterprise?" he asked, calmly. This was going to be an interesting visit, to say the least.
"Oh, I was in the neighborhood, and I thought I would stop by and visit my daughter; if that is alright with you, Jean-Luc."
"Why, it just so happens that the next week or so is the perfect time for a visit, Mrs. Troi." He heard Worf grunt behind him. "Enjoy your stay."
"Thank you, Captain, I'm sure I will.
Counselor Troi? the Captain's voice came through her commbadge.
"Yes, sir?" she asked, glad she had swallowed the mouthful of salad the moment before he opened the channel.
Would you mind coming down to Transporter room 3? he asked.
"Of course not, sir," she replied. "I'll be there in a moment."
"Who's our guest?" she asked, as she walked into the room.
"Your mother," the Captain replied, matter-of-factly. He was puzzled at the shocked look of horror on Deanna Troi's face.
"My. mother?" she asked, eyes wide.
"Yes. Oh," he said, realization dawning on him. "You haven't told her, have you?" He fought to control the mirth in his eyes, and strove to hide the emotion with anything else. She shook her head.
"This isn't funny, Captain," she scowled.
"I know, Counselor. I'm sorry." He tugged at his shirt just as Lwaxana materialized.
"Captain! Deanna." she began. Her eyes grew wide as they fell upon the counselor. "How nice to see you!" You have been busy, haven't you, Little one, she sent.
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