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"Good morning." Despite Miral's efforts to be cheery as she walked onto the Bridge, she couldn't overcome the pounding headache or nausea.

"Oh," said her mother, obviously worried, "good morning. How are you today?"

"I don't feel great." she admitted, clutching her stomach. "Is Q here?"

"No, I haven't seen him today. Do you need to sit down?"

"No, thanks." Miral answered as she walked back onto the turbolift.

Where was that darned omniscient being of hers? "Q!" she screamed into the walls. She was satisfied to hear a pop and see him coming around the corner. The familiar figure excited her so that she ran into his arms and he spun her around, laughing. He kissed her very briefly, their first kiss she hadn't balked away from. She flashed a smile as she rested her head against his shoulder. "We need to talk about what's going on."

"What? About us, Miral? If it wasn't all right to kiss you just now, I'm sorry." He was confused, it seemed like she had enjoyed seeing him.

"No." she said, "About this 'quadrant', if it is a quadrant."

"Oh." he said looking over her head into space. "Come on." He took her by the hand and led her away.

"What did you see?" The two were crouched between some storage barrels in the cargo bay. It was eerily quiet and Q's voice echoed around the room.

"I don't know." Miral answered, "It was ... well, it ... was amazing. It was like you all over."

He laughed. "You see what I can see, right? So that's just energy, only more. Different kinds of energy, different dimensions, different anomalies. It's the same as in the Alpha Quadrant, only more."

"I don't get it." she laughed.

"I didn't think you would." he countered. "Are you okay? I know we roughhoused you a lot yesterday."

"I wondered what the bruising was from."

He smiled at her. "It's either from me checking you, the six guys trying to hold you down that you overpowered or it's from me slamming you against a bulkhead, what does it look like?"

She laughed again. "Why don't you tell me." she taunted.

"I might." he laughed as he launched himself forward and kissed her. When he finally released her, not too long after, he laughed again resting his hands on her knees. "You kissed me back that time, Miral Paris, that's not supposed to happen." He watched her as she smiled coyly and blushed. "You're one amazing person, you know that."

"Yeah."

"Just think, you pushed six guys off of you when you wanted to kill me."

"Sorry about that, by the way."

"Miral, you looked at me and my face started to hurt, like it was melting. What was that all about?"

"Oh." she started, "Umm... that was ... well, I can ... um.... What was that?" The ship jolted underneath them.

Q stood up and ran out the door immediately as Miral followed. They ran to the turbolift and sped towards the Bridge.

When they got out, the Captain was overseeing the helmsman move the ship forward inch by inch.

"What are you doing?" yelled Q in dismay. "They'll come for us."

"What?" asked the confused Captain.

"The Gomi, they'll know we're here. I told you not to move the ship."

"Q what's going on." asked Miral quietly.

"The Gomi, the people of this quadrant, they're unruly – and very hostile." he turned to the captain, "Halt the ship."

The Captain nodded at the lieutenant to stop the ship in it's tracks. "Now what?"

"Now we wait." answered Q as he looked out the front window. Everyone on the Bridge followed his example, although they could not have seen what he was looking for.