Disclaimer: Star Trek is not mine. Q is not mine. The planet they are on is. Wherever they eventually end up probably won't be. :)

Chapter Four

I understood at once. "Telepathy," I said.

The girl nodded. "If I can contact Athos, I'll be able to tell if he has your captain or not."

"As a hostage?" Riker was quite startled.

The girl nodded calmly. "Probably what happened. He automatically assumes anyone who looks out of place is a friend of ours." She seemed amused at the idea, and at Riker's reaction. So was I. It was obvious that was what had happened.

She closed her eyes for a moment, and nodded. "He found him wandering around the mountains. He's fine, aside from being a little disoriented. Athos says he's waiting for us."

"It's a trap, Morgan," Guinan warned, as if it weren't obvious.

"Obviously," Morgan nodded. "But what choice do we have?"

"Not much," she admitted. "But we shouldn't all go."

"Agreed," Peter said. "Morgan, Balo, Latano, you're with me. Commander Riker, Guinan, Q, Wesley, come with us. Everyone else, if we're not back in an hour, something happened. Eric?"

"Don't worry," the tall man with black hair assured him. "I can handle these guys."

"I'd like to come, too," Dr. Pulaski put in. "I'm a doctor; if he's hurt . . ."

"You got it," Peter nodded. "Let's go."

Latano, I soon learned, was the short one in black and grey. Balo was the youngest. I was soon informed that the blind one was Noka and Rona was the Vulcan-like one. The other was Tandro.

We started off down the path at a very quick pace. This sailor's outfit was getting uncomfortable, and the hat's feather was flopping in my face. I took the hat off and plopped it on Wesley's head. He looked a little annoyed but didn't take it off. Such a nice boy.

Suddenly, there was a flash of light. We were all in a forest. A different forest. Captain Picard was there, as well as another man I guessed was Athos.

"I wish they'd make up their minds," Guinan sighed.

For once, I agreed with her. Problems are easier to solve when they don't keep changing.

I know, I know, very short chapter. Couldn't help it. I have this big stupid English project due, and unfortunately my teacher wouldn't accept this as a true story. :)

StarFreak15–Thanks. Even though I currently have no idea what is going on, I hope it's still interesting. And I hope I come up with an idea soon so I don't have to keep you waiting too long. While I'm at it, I hope my dad wins the lottery and I hope my sister will stop complaining that Bush won the election. :) Can't hurt to hope.