This story is set after Voyager returned home and roughly in Kirsten Beyer full circle fleet novels. Please note B'Elanna Torres in all my stories is B'Elanna Picard. She's his daughter.
"No I haven't told him yet."
"Told me what?" Michael asked of his older sister.
"Watch." Captain Chackoty said sternly. Their parents commanders Paris and Picard where with them in Voyagers conference room. The display screen came alight and began to show the incident.
Mirry entered the turbo lift and punched the ambassador's son in the nose. He fell to the floor, blood freely flowing. She stood over him, grabbed him by the neck of his top bring his eyes level with hers. "I can handle you being scum to me but not my brother! Not Michael!" Pushing the boy back to the floor Mirry excited the lift calling for it to take the boy to sickbay.
"Mirry!" Michael shouted in shock.
"I'd do it again Michael. He kissed me first. I could deal with at but it was your first kiss and you were so excited."
Micheal hugged his sister. "Sorry Mirry."
"No I am, you're so beautiful any boy who even thinks he's gay at the academy is going to be all over you."
"And you'll have any guy you want. I mean we are the most attractive of our siblings."
"I feel sorry for the straight women of the galaxy, who do they have?"
Chackoty rubbed the bridge of his nose.
"The pain is right between your eyes isn't it?" Tom said to him with a smile.
B'Elanna found herself looking at her hand. *Well that's another thing my daughter has inherited, my right upper cut*.
End