hey everyone, thanks for the kind reviews, and the encouragement to continue this story. my first PC fic, Love Of Her Life, will be uploaded when my first chapter reaches atleast 2000 words, minus the long letter i included at the beginning. any ideas for these two PC's will be greatly taken, maybe even incorporated into the story. if i do put anyone else's ideas in, they will be thanked at the beginning of the chapter!

thanks again for the kind reviews, and remember to try out my Voyager fics, the most popular being Banned From Coffee, of which chapter 18 is now being written.

by the way, the rating has now change to M due to sexual references in this chapter, and probably in the many more to come.

oh, and can someone please tell me why in many fics I have read that the daughter of Will and Deanna Riker is named Kalila?

so, without further interruptions, on with the show!

Come Back To Me

Chapter Two

Starfleet Medical had always been quiet in the morning, just after 0900 when the doctors were still reporting in for the day. Beverly Crusher's office was normally no exception. However, on this particular day, at 0930 she was still asleep in her bed, her apartment overlooking San Fransisco Bay. The night before had been particularly distressing. Wesley had come home, returning to tell her he was Jean-Luc Picard's new aide.

The alarm rang once more, awaking her from the slumber which had been so hard to fall into in the first place. Looking at the chronometer on the wall, which read 0946, Beverly shot up out of bed like a bullet. She had a meeting with the brass at 1030 to discuss her new assignment on the Ballyntine, and that was one meeting she could neither delegate nor miss.

"Oh, Jean-Luc, please come back to me," she whispered, as she tried, somewhat successfully, to rise from her comfrotable bed.

A hand appeared in front of her face, offering help in escaping the confines of her bedsheets. Beverly looked into the eyes of the hand's owner and saw the man she had been pining for now more than ever.

"Jean-Luc?" she questioned, her voice barely more than a whisper.

"Good morning, Beverly," he said, staring lovingly into her eyes.

"How did you get in here?" she asked again, this time her voice slowly rising to its normal pitch.

Jean-Luc Picard helped the woman slowly out of the confines of her blankets, his eyes never leaving hers for a second. "I used the code you gave me years ago on the Enterprise. I had a feeling you wouldn't change the one code you gave me, just in case I came back to you."

By that time, both adults were standing in front of eachother, neither of them noticing that Beverly was completely naked.

"That doesn't matter," Beverly said, whispering again. "What matters is that you came back to me."

"Wesley made me realise something, something I should have done a long time ago." As he finished his sentence, Jean-Luc bowed his head and kissed the woman he considered his very reason for living.

Beverly looked surprised at the kiss, but overcame her initial surprisement by returning the kiss ten timed over. Responding with passion, Jean-Luc laid his beloved back on her bed, hurreidly stripped off his own clothes in between kisses, then laying down on top of the woman he fully intended on marrying in the very near future.

Slowly running their hands over eachothers badies, exploring every nook and cranny of the others flesh, Beverly and Jean-Luc succumed to the passion that had been building up over the last twenty-five years. The twenty-five years of foreplay paid off for this moment in Beverly's bayside apartment.

"Take me now, Jean-Luc, take me now," Beverly begged the man laying on top of her, her voice in a strained whisper. "Please, I need you now."

"Whatever you say, my love," Picard whispered in the ear of his beloved, just before he entered her and, in one swift movement, they came together, becoming one with eachother.

As they lay side by side, entangled in the sheets, Beverly turned to look Jean-Luc directly in his handsome grey eyes. "We really should be getting up, I have to go to work and I imagine you do too."

"Yeah, key word being should. What's the time anyway?"

Both looked towards the chronometer on the wall and before completely registering the time, they were interrupted by the beeping of an incoming message on Beverly's desk console.

"Crap! I was supposed to be meeting with the brass at 1030, that was half an hour ago!"

"Well, we'd better get dressed quickly to answer the message, then."

Jean-Luc and Beverly hurriedly jumped out of bed, running around, grabbing their uniforms from the floor and trying to make themselves look presentable.

Appearing on the screen of the console, Admiral Kathryn Janeway saw the state of havoc Beverly Crusher's appartment was in, then realised she had a visitor. It only took a few seconds for her to realise it was Admiral Picard disturbing the physicians peace.

"Is anyone there?" she called, trying to grab the attention of either the Admiral or the Captain.

Both Beverly and Jean-Luc immediately stopped at the sound of Kathryn's voice.

"Shit!" they quietly yelled in syncronisation, then hurried even more to tidy up.

Appearing in their uniforms before the communication terminal, Crusher and Picard were left straightening their appearances, both facing an extremely embarrased Admiral Janeway.

"Kathryn, how nice to see you again," Beverly greeted, her voice returning to its normal pitch.

"Yes, Beverly, I feel the same way." Kathryn had an almost evil grin on her face. "Was I interrupting something?" she asked, her voice laced with mock innocence.

Beverly and Jean-Luc looked at eachother, then back to their commanding officer. "No," they said in unison.

"Now, what do I have the pleasure of receiving your personal call for?" Beverly asked, silently pleading the admiral wasn't going to say what she did.

"It was my understanding we had a meeting at 1030, Doctor, Admiral, at Command. I assume you still want to captain the medical flagship?"

Embarrased, Beverly had to reply, unwillingly giving away a few details at the same time. "Well, Jean-Luc came to visit just as I was getting up and, well, one thing led to another and, now I'm running half an hour late."

Janeway could tell the two people on the other end of the communique had been caught in the act, probably making up for almost thirty years of foreplay.

"It's OK, Beverly, the admirality was caught up in an emergency meeting, we would have postponed yours anyway. It has been rescheduled to 1200 hours today, so you are both expected to be there on time."

Sheepishly, Picard looked at the woman on the screen, and saw the distinct twinkle in her eye. "I suppose being out in the Delta Quadrant, you didn't have these type of problems with Chakotay, did you?"

The accusation made kathryn smile and frown simultaneously at the admiral on the other end. "If I were with you now, Jean-Luc Picard, you would be nursing a slap to the face. The Delta Quadrant taught me many things, and the fact that my marriage is still as alive now that it was on our wedding day should be used as an example."

"Point taken, Admiral. See you in an hour," Beverly interrupted, breaking up the friendly arguement.

"We sure will. Janeway out." Signing off, the console screen returned to the Starfleet insignia, leaving a surprised Beverly and Jean-Luc looking at eachother.

"I think we'de better get moving then," Beverly hinted, playfully nudging her lover. "Without and distractions," she said, laughing at the look on his face.

"I concur," he laughed back, swatting away the doctor's playful hands.

Acting like teenagers, the Captain and Admiral chased eachother around the former's appartment, laughing while getting ready for their meeting with the Admirality.

To be continued...