"I Think I'll Keep You"
Dana Katherine Scully:
Jean-Luc looked wildly about, struggling against his captors. "Kathryn, please...." he pleaded. "It's all true I'm telling you! All of it! Data...oh Data no...." His eyes darted around the room, trying to find a way to escape. But his normally sharp mind was fuzzy and he couldn't focus on anything. All he could do was plead. "Kathryn please, don't let them take me away."
He watched her for any sign that she would help him but her face was a practiced mask: no trace of emotion at all. "Please..." he said again. But he could struggle no longer, and the guards finally escorted him out of her quarters to the brig.
*
Kathryn stood frozen for a full minute after they dragged Jean-Luc out of her room. She didn't know where to turn: what to believe. Fortunately, events made her mind up for her. As she turned to follow the guards to sick bay, she heard the door of her quarters open and there stood Data.
Silence reigned for several seconds, and then he took a step towards her. His uniform was torn and burned, his communicator melted onto the fabric. His face seemed slightly distorted: it took her a moment to realize that it was heat damage.
"Well Mr. Data," she said cautiously, turning to face him squarely. "You certainly are the man of the hour."
He cocked his head slightly to the side in a gesture she remembered well from the days that she had watched him from afar. "Admiral, I know that this must seem odd to see me back, but I assure you: I am me. Captain Picard has started to show the first signs of Irumodic Syndrome: he has begun to hallucinate. I am afraid that there is nothing that can be done for him. As to my mysterious reappearance, I have no memory of how or why I was reassembled, or by whom. As far as."
"Mr. Data," the admiral interrupted, "I think it would be prudent for us to take you to sickbay and have your memory engrams examined. Maybe we can reconstruct the events leading to your reappearance."
"I concur admiral. But first I wish to visit a friend. I believe that Geordi will want to see me."
"Very well then Mr. Data. I've been meaning to tour engineering myself."
Dana Katherine Scully:
Jean-Luc looked wildly about, struggling against his captors. "Kathryn, please...." he pleaded. "It's all true I'm telling you! All of it! Data...oh Data no...." His eyes darted around the room, trying to find a way to escape. But his normally sharp mind was fuzzy and he couldn't focus on anything. All he could do was plead. "Kathryn please, don't let them take me away."
He watched her for any sign that she would help him but her face was a practiced mask: no trace of emotion at all. "Please..." he said again. But he could struggle no longer, and the guards finally escorted him out of her quarters to the brig.
*
Kathryn stood frozen for a full minute after they dragged Jean-Luc out of her room. She didn't know where to turn: what to believe. Fortunately, events made her mind up for her. As she turned to follow the guards to sick bay, she heard the door of her quarters open and there stood Data.
Silence reigned for several seconds, and then he took a step towards her. His uniform was torn and burned, his communicator melted onto the fabric. His face seemed slightly distorted: it took her a moment to realize that it was heat damage.
"Well Mr. Data," she said cautiously, turning to face him squarely. "You certainly are the man of the hour."
He cocked his head slightly to the side in a gesture she remembered well from the days that she had watched him from afar. "Admiral, I know that this must seem odd to see me back, but I assure you: I am me. Captain Picard has started to show the first signs of Irumodic Syndrome: he has begun to hallucinate. I am afraid that there is nothing that can be done for him. As to my mysterious reappearance, I have no memory of how or why I was reassembled, or by whom. As far as."
"Mr. Data," the admiral interrupted, "I think it would be prudent for us to take you to sickbay and have your memory engrams examined. Maybe we can reconstruct the events leading to your reappearance."
"I concur admiral. But first I wish to visit a friend. I believe that Geordi will want to see me."
"Very well then Mr. Data. I've been meaning to tour engineering myself."