Home Sweet Home
The following story line is mine. Don't try to copy it cause I'll get mad
In a like vein, Star Trek: Voyager and all characters are the sole property of someone other than me.
AN: Around the same time
"Thank you, Ko, dear" Deneb took the coke from him.
"You really should think about cutting back on those, Deneb" Katharine commented. They were all sitting in Deneb's front room, waiting for Kes to show up. The Captain and her first officer had finally convinced their friend to attend one of the social functions she was planning all of the time. Deneb planned, set up and cleaned up after her "parties" but she rarely attended. She didn't generally attend any of the tournaments or concerts she organized either. Katharine had the strong feeling that she wouldn't go to the plays either, if she didn't have to be there because she was the director. She preferred to stay in her quarters, listening to music, painting and trying to keep tabs on her twins, who were walking now, though unsteadily. They were talking too and they were currently involved in a conversation with each other. The three adults were considering them with raised eyebrows. They heard the occasional word (Ma-y, Da-y, ball, food, etc) but they didn't seem to have any logical pattern. Still, the twins seemed to be understanding each other perfectly.
"Sorry!" Kes exclaimed as she walked in the door, "Ensign Montrose showed up with a sprained wrist"
"He okay?" Deneb asked. Kes nodded.
"All right, well I won't be long, okay?" she smiled and started for the door.
"Deneb?" Katharine stopped her. Deneb turned around.
"Shoes?" Katharine nodded at the woman's bare feet. She hated shoes and only wore them when she had to.
"Oh, yeah" Deneb headed for the bedroom and they could hear her foraging for an appropriate pair of shoes. Katharine, Chakotay and Kes all shared a smile. And then a bright light filled the room.
"Hello, all!" a familiar voice said.
"Q! What're you doing here?" Katharine asked, but without the anger that she knew Captain Picard harbored toward the mischievous nearly omnipotent being. Q was a trial sometimes, but he usually fixed whatever he broke.
"Someone told me there was someone interesting here" Q answered.
"Someone?" Chakotay repeated. Q ignored him.
"What's this?" he exclaimed and picked Damia up.
"It's a child" Katharine told him in a withering tone. Q frowned at her.
"I know that. Who's child?"
"Mine" Everyone turned to see Deneb standing with hands on her hips. (And shoes on her feet)
"Who're you?" Q asked.
"You know for being nearly omnipotent you don't know very much do you?" Deneb retorted. Q looked insulted. Well, not really. He was pretending to be.
"Oh how you scathe me. Fine. You're a time hopper by name of Deneb Darling-Kirk" he told her. Katharine got the distinct feeling that he wanted to stick his tongue out at her.
"Q, you don't have anything to do with her hopping, do you?" the Captain asked cautiously. She never knew when she actually wanted Q's answers.
"Me? Of course not!" Q exclaimed in mock shock, "It's not my department" he added.
"Look, you, I don't care if you are a quasi-god" Deneb said threateningly, "If you don't put my daughter down I'm going to feed you a knuckle sandwich"
"Are you threatening me with physical violence?" Q roared, "Oh, Someone was right! You are interesting!" He gently lowered Damia back into her play pen and then gave Deneb a very dashing bow.
"Until another time, my dear" he said and vanished in a bright light. Deneb frowned and went to check on her daughter's health.
"Q. I'm sorry about him, Deneb" Katharine said.
"We should have warned you before" Chakotay added. Deneb flicked those sentiments away.
"Don't be sorry. I like him" she said.
"You do?" Kes, Chakotay and Katharine all asked at once. Deneb shrugged.
"He reminds me of Bones. I bet those two would've like each other"
///Sometime in the past.....
"Who the hell are you?"
"Who?"
"You!"
"Me? I'm Q"
"Q? What the hell kind of name is that?"
"Mine, of course"
"Is that supposed to mean something to me?"
"Hardly. The human race isn't advanced enough to be trifled with yet"
"Trifled? What kind of joke is this?"
"The size of your puny existence is no joke"
"Puny existence? Look, I'm a doctor, not some mote on some backwater world"
"You might as well be"
"I ought to give you a knuckle sandwich!"
"That's what she said"
"Who said?"
"Deneb of course"
"You know Deneb?"
"She said I would like you"
"Well she didn't say I'd like you. Get out of my quarters!"
"With pleasure" /////
Q's bright light filled the room again.
"You're right. I do like him!" he said and disappeared again.
In a like vein, Star Trek: Voyager and all characters are the sole property of someone other than me.
AN: Around the same time
"Thank you, Ko, dear" Deneb took the coke from him.
"You really should think about cutting back on those, Deneb" Katharine commented. They were all sitting in Deneb's front room, waiting for Kes to show up. The Captain and her first officer had finally convinced their friend to attend one of the social functions she was planning all of the time. Deneb planned, set up and cleaned up after her "parties" but she rarely attended. She didn't generally attend any of the tournaments or concerts she organized either. Katharine had the strong feeling that she wouldn't go to the plays either, if she didn't have to be there because she was the director. She preferred to stay in her quarters, listening to music, painting and trying to keep tabs on her twins, who were walking now, though unsteadily. They were talking too and they were currently involved in a conversation with each other. The three adults were considering them with raised eyebrows. They heard the occasional word (Ma-y, Da-y, ball, food, etc) but they didn't seem to have any logical pattern. Still, the twins seemed to be understanding each other perfectly.
"Sorry!" Kes exclaimed as she walked in the door, "Ensign Montrose showed up with a sprained wrist"
"He okay?" Deneb asked. Kes nodded.
"All right, well I won't be long, okay?" she smiled and started for the door.
"Deneb?" Katharine stopped her. Deneb turned around.
"Shoes?" Katharine nodded at the woman's bare feet. She hated shoes and only wore them when she had to.
"Oh, yeah" Deneb headed for the bedroom and they could hear her foraging for an appropriate pair of shoes. Katharine, Chakotay and Kes all shared a smile. And then a bright light filled the room.
"Hello, all!" a familiar voice said.
"Q! What're you doing here?" Katharine asked, but without the anger that she knew Captain Picard harbored toward the mischievous nearly omnipotent being. Q was a trial sometimes, but he usually fixed whatever he broke.
"Someone told me there was someone interesting here" Q answered.
"Someone?" Chakotay repeated. Q ignored him.
"What's this?" he exclaimed and picked Damia up.
"It's a child" Katharine told him in a withering tone. Q frowned at her.
"I know that. Who's child?"
"Mine" Everyone turned to see Deneb standing with hands on her hips. (And shoes on her feet)
"Who're you?" Q asked.
"You know for being nearly omnipotent you don't know very much do you?" Deneb retorted. Q looked insulted. Well, not really. He was pretending to be.
"Oh how you scathe me. Fine. You're a time hopper by name of Deneb Darling-Kirk" he told her. Katharine got the distinct feeling that he wanted to stick his tongue out at her.
"Q, you don't have anything to do with her hopping, do you?" the Captain asked cautiously. She never knew when she actually wanted Q's answers.
"Me? Of course not!" Q exclaimed in mock shock, "It's not my department" he added.
"Look, you, I don't care if you are a quasi-god" Deneb said threateningly, "If you don't put my daughter down I'm going to feed you a knuckle sandwich"
"Are you threatening me with physical violence?" Q roared, "Oh, Someone was right! You are interesting!" He gently lowered Damia back into her play pen and then gave Deneb a very dashing bow.
"Until another time, my dear" he said and vanished in a bright light. Deneb frowned and went to check on her daughter's health.
"Q. I'm sorry about him, Deneb" Katharine said.
"We should have warned you before" Chakotay added. Deneb flicked those sentiments away.
"Don't be sorry. I like him" she said.
"You do?" Kes, Chakotay and Katharine all asked at once. Deneb shrugged.
"He reminds me of Bones. I bet those two would've like each other"
///Sometime in the past.....
"Who the hell are you?"
"Who?"
"You!"
"Me? I'm Q"
"Q? What the hell kind of name is that?"
"Mine, of course"
"Is that supposed to mean something to me?"
"Hardly. The human race isn't advanced enough to be trifled with yet"
"Trifled? What kind of joke is this?"
"The size of your puny existence is no joke"
"Puny existence? Look, I'm a doctor, not some mote on some backwater world"
"You might as well be"
"I ought to give you a knuckle sandwich!"
"That's what she said"
"Who said?"
"Deneb of course"
"You know Deneb?"
"She said I would like you"
"Well she didn't say I'd like you. Get out of my quarters!"
"With pleasure" /////
Q's bright light filled the room again.
"You're right. I do like him!" he said and disappeared again.