I came up with this story about ten (omg has it really been that long ago...?) years ago right after having seen the TNG episode "Bloodlines", in which Picard discovers that he has a son. So the story involves some ideas and themes of that episode but has also some rather different developments.
Beware, this is my first written fanfic ever (I use to make my stories up in my head and leave them there), plus, english is not my native language (I'm german).
Disclaimer: All that Star Trek stuff is not my own. I wish it was, but it isn't. I created Diane.
Prologue
Picard, sitting at his desk, was thinking about that strange message he had just received from the ferengi Bok. To avenge his son's death in the battle of Maxia, he said he would kill Picard's daughter, a girl named Diane Vigo.
Counselor Troi entered his room with a datapad in her hand.
"Captain, I think we have managed to track this Diane Vigo out. She is 16 years old and apparently living on Daranos IV. Her mother is a women named Miranda Vigo…do you know her?"
Picard didn't have to think long. Miranda…he remembered her very well. They met about seventeen years ago, and spent only a short time together. Not more than four or five days. But it was one of the most intensive romances he ever had. Mirandas presence was like an awakening for him. He remembered her face, her eyes, her scent, as if they just parted yesterday. Her charming charisma hit him like a slap in his face. How could he ever forget her?
He nodded. "Yes, I know her. And, yes, we had an…affair, about seventeen years ago, but I never talked to her again since that time…after we parted, both of us went our own way. She was kind of solitary…in some way. But I never would have thought that she would keep a thing like a pregnancy for herself."
Troi smiled, "Maybe you should contact her before we arrive"
"Is there any data about that daugther of hers? I mean, like pictures?" asked Picard.
"No," answered Troi, "the database of Daranos IV is fragmentary. They had lots of power failures due to the terrorist attacks. The planet is ruled by smugglers and outlaws…the government just tries to hold up some kind of simulated control over the people."
Picard sighed. "Not the best place for raising a child…" With that he got up and entered the bridge. "Ensign, set a course to Daranos IV. Mr. Data, try to contact Miranda Vigo. I hope to arrange this matter quickly"