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Unwelcomed
Admiral William T. Riker looked at his son. His first impulse was to embrace him to hold his child, who after his journey was now a man. Riker was proud of Thomas so much so he held back tears of joy. If only he would allow him to share his joy. Memories of the last fight flooded back into his mind. Over three years ago now his son walked out heated and angry. They had fought before but never like this.
Thomas was bitter, cocky and quick to hold a grudge, so much like his father at that age. Riker had been away most of his life, times were tuff after the Dominion war, the federation wasn't the same. No longer could an officer raise a family, but he tried. Deana stayed back, to raise young Thomas. The federation had many counselors but only one William Riker.
Like Kirk and Picard before him, Riker at the helm of his own ship became something of a legend, Seeking out new life and new civilizations and boldly going were no on has gone before.
Thomas's pride for his father eventually became anger as the school children's admiration turned to taunting, he was the son of an idol and they grew to resent him for it. Riker had done so much during those years he had saved the universe more time then he knew, brought peace to countless worlds, and forged a path into the coming age. And still Thomas hated him. Riker never would have taken the promotion to admiral if it were not for Worf. Worf and Riker since they first met each on the Farpoint Station mission had a troubled relationship. Through the last few years at Deana's pleading riker contacted Worf on his home planet of Qos'Nos and they began to put things behind them. Finally he had brought up his trouble with Thomas and, "There is always a warrior to fight a battle, yet there is only man who can father a child." Worf had told him. He would know Riker thought and gave up his beloved command forever.
"Congratulations on your promotion Thomas," his father said noting the extra pip on his collar, everyone nodded and chimed in with there own congratulations. Riker keeping his composure and façade of strength in the presence of his son led him to a seat. Deana could see through his falsities, Imzadi always could.
"How is he"
His mother spoke, "The disease is in its final stage, its only a matter of time."
"No way for a warrior to die," snorted Worf. Battle he thought to himself the glorious death, every Klingon attained to die in battle. Yet he had long ago learned from the great Kahless that honor is attained in life, and how we live it. He agreed with his fabled clone emperor yet he still sought out death as an honor.
"Its almost good Beverly is not here, she fought so hard to find a cure for him," And it was true after the battle with Shinzon of Remus Beverly Crusher had left for Earth to teach the next generation of healers. She only stayed a short few semesters, as a certain doctor from Deep Space Nine would have told her, "Your heart is in frontier medicine," and it was. She returned to the enterprise for Picards last mission as captain, when he finally had to turn his chair, to the next they moved in together. They wed a year later.
Picard had always dealt to a point with an unknown genetic disease and Q in taking him through three parallel timelines to save humanity from a destruction he caused, had shown him his future with this syndrome. Beverly worked tirelessly in finding a cure. She had died four years ago from a disease of her own a cruel irony. She had been close to a cure and shortly there after it was found but it was to late for Picard and he quickly slipped away, his mind failing.
As they sat alone in his room, the old crew of the Enterprise reminisced of the old days, times when they were still explorers. Times they laughed together times they cried together. No one ever knew it, but that little ship and its metal walls had created a family, a group of people who through out time never ending had always come to each other in times of need. There was an extended family B4 the late Data's predecessor, Picards gardener and a host of others. Deana mentioned to those who had not been there yesterday that Ambassador Spock and his mirror universe counterpart Intendent Spock had paid a visit. Hosts of admirals and a delegation from the briar patch. Picard had touch so many lives across the universe and it seemed from time to time that they had all come to pay there respects only today it was family only. The only one missing was Jonathan.
Beverly and Picard had lived a good many years together, and in each minute they worked to make up for all that had been lost. And nine months after there marriage Beverly delivered her second child, Jonathan. Like his father he, fell in love with the stars even with infant eyes. He joined Star Fleet and set out to expand the federation. Word had come out the day before, and it played in the backs of all there minds. His ship was missing.
When his brother and nephew had died in a freak fire years ago Picard realized he may have done his family an injustice and forever hated himself for bringing the end to his line. The birth of his son was the only cure to that pain and he cherished him to no end. He wanted to protect him as to allow harm never to come to him. He almost denied him access to star fleet, but at Beverly's urging he relented and allowed his son his blessing to find a place among the stars.
Picard began to stir, he had only a few times done this today. A sign of the disease he carried and the madness It provoked. His stirring became stifled mumbles. The gardner walked to him, and began to dab his forhead with a wet cloth. The mumbling continued until it became a scream.
"Q!"
"Hush captain, hush now I am here."
Riker jumped from his chair as well did just about everyone there, and those who could see his face saw a smile growing. Picard calmed down and fell back to rest. He straightend and looked to the confused faces of those around him.
Worf began to growl still not sure if this old man before him was the omnipotent or more so incompetent being known only as Q. "Calm down now Micro-Brain," it was Q ," we are all here for the same reason." His hackles still raised worf backed off.
"How long Q? How long have you been here?" Riker demanded.
"A long time," came Deana starling everyone.
"I have never stopped visiting the good captian," Q started," only since Beverly died did I become a full time resident."
"YOU KILLED HER," Worf howled.
Q pinched the bridge of his nose, "No my dog eared friend, I offered to save her but your captain there has to much of a belief in the stages of life."
"Why are you here Q?" Geordie demanded.
"Till now I have tended the vineyard for him, he was adamant that no machines touch his fruit, so strange of someone who wants the plant to ruin before he uses it. He even turned down my offer to allow them to harvest themselves no the good captain demanded a human touch, he said anything else would spoil them. So I tended them grape by growling grape." Q paced the room. " Though now as I stand here I have a gift to offer him."
"He will never accept!" stated riker.
"He already has."
Coming soon chapter 2 Dreams
Unwelcomed
Admiral William T. Riker looked at his son. His first impulse was to embrace him to hold his child, who after his journey was now a man. Riker was proud of Thomas so much so he held back tears of joy. If only he would allow him to share his joy. Memories of the last fight flooded back into his mind. Over three years ago now his son walked out heated and angry. They had fought before but never like this.
Thomas was bitter, cocky and quick to hold a grudge, so much like his father at that age. Riker had been away most of his life, times were tuff after the Dominion war, the federation wasn't the same. No longer could an officer raise a family, but he tried. Deana stayed back, to raise young Thomas. The federation had many counselors but only one William Riker.
Like Kirk and Picard before him, Riker at the helm of his own ship became something of a legend, Seeking out new life and new civilizations and boldly going were no on has gone before.
Thomas's pride for his father eventually became anger as the school children's admiration turned to taunting, he was the son of an idol and they grew to resent him for it. Riker had done so much during those years he had saved the universe more time then he knew, brought peace to countless worlds, and forged a path into the coming age. And still Thomas hated him. Riker never would have taken the promotion to admiral if it were not for Worf. Worf and Riker since they first met each on the Farpoint Station mission had a troubled relationship. Through the last few years at Deana's pleading riker contacted Worf on his home planet of Qos'Nos and they began to put things behind them. Finally he had brought up his trouble with Thomas and, "There is always a warrior to fight a battle, yet there is only man who can father a child." Worf had told him. He would know Riker thought and gave up his beloved command forever.
"Congratulations on your promotion Thomas," his father said noting the extra pip on his collar, everyone nodded and chimed in with there own congratulations. Riker keeping his composure and façade of strength in the presence of his son led him to a seat. Deana could see through his falsities, Imzadi always could.
"How is he"
His mother spoke, "The disease is in its final stage, its only a matter of time."
"No way for a warrior to die," snorted Worf. Battle he thought to himself the glorious death, every Klingon attained to die in battle. Yet he had long ago learned from the great Kahless that honor is attained in life, and how we live it. He agreed with his fabled clone emperor yet he still sought out death as an honor.
"Its almost good Beverly is not here, she fought so hard to find a cure for him," And it was true after the battle with Shinzon of Remus Beverly Crusher had left for Earth to teach the next generation of healers. She only stayed a short few semesters, as a certain doctor from Deep Space Nine would have told her, "Your heart is in frontier medicine," and it was. She returned to the enterprise for Picards last mission as captain, when he finally had to turn his chair, to the next they moved in together. They wed a year later.
Picard had always dealt to a point with an unknown genetic disease and Q in taking him through three parallel timelines to save humanity from a destruction he caused, had shown him his future with this syndrome. Beverly worked tirelessly in finding a cure. She had died four years ago from a disease of her own a cruel irony. She had been close to a cure and shortly there after it was found but it was to late for Picard and he quickly slipped away, his mind failing.
As they sat alone in his room, the old crew of the Enterprise reminisced of the old days, times when they were still explorers. Times they laughed together times they cried together. No one ever knew it, but that little ship and its metal walls had created a family, a group of people who through out time never ending had always come to each other in times of need. There was an extended family B4 the late Data's predecessor, Picards gardener and a host of others. Deana mentioned to those who had not been there yesterday that Ambassador Spock and his mirror universe counterpart Intendent Spock had paid a visit. Hosts of admirals and a delegation from the briar patch. Picard had touch so many lives across the universe and it seemed from time to time that they had all come to pay there respects only today it was family only. The only one missing was Jonathan.
Beverly and Picard had lived a good many years together, and in each minute they worked to make up for all that had been lost. And nine months after there marriage Beverly delivered her second child, Jonathan. Like his father he, fell in love with the stars even with infant eyes. He joined Star Fleet and set out to expand the federation. Word had come out the day before, and it played in the backs of all there minds. His ship was missing.
When his brother and nephew had died in a freak fire years ago Picard realized he may have done his family an injustice and forever hated himself for bringing the end to his line. The birth of his son was the only cure to that pain and he cherished him to no end. He wanted to protect him as to allow harm never to come to him. He almost denied him access to star fleet, but at Beverly's urging he relented and allowed his son his blessing to find a place among the stars.
Picard began to stir, he had only a few times done this today. A sign of the disease he carried and the madness It provoked. His stirring became stifled mumbles. The gardner walked to him, and began to dab his forhead with a wet cloth. The mumbling continued until it became a scream.
"Q!"
"Hush captain, hush now I am here."
Riker jumped from his chair as well did just about everyone there, and those who could see his face saw a smile growing. Picard calmed down and fell back to rest. He straightend and looked to the confused faces of those around him.
Worf began to growl still not sure if this old man before him was the omnipotent or more so incompetent being known only as Q. "Calm down now Micro-Brain," it was Q ," we are all here for the same reason." His hackles still raised worf backed off.
"How long Q? How long have you been here?" Riker demanded.
"A long time," came Deana starling everyone.
"I have never stopped visiting the good captian," Q started," only since Beverly died did I become a full time resident."
"YOU KILLED HER," Worf howled.
Q pinched the bridge of his nose, "No my dog eared friend, I offered to save her but your captain there has to much of a belief in the stages of life."
"Why are you here Q?" Geordie demanded.
"Till now I have tended the vineyard for him, he was adamant that no machines touch his fruit, so strange of someone who wants the plant to ruin before he uses it. He even turned down my offer to allow them to harvest themselves no the good captain demanded a human touch, he said anything else would spoil them. So I tended them grape by growling grape." Q paced the room. " Though now as I stand here I have a gift to offer him."
"He will never accept!" stated riker.
"He already has."
Coming soon chapter 2 Dreams