I DO NOT OWN THE CHARACTERS OF STAR TREK OR X-MEN. I DO, HOWEVER, OWN THE FOLLOWING CHARACTERS: MIDGE, JASON, KRISTY JO, SETH, LARA, CYRUS, AIDAN, DUNCAN, DENISE, MAYA, DESTINY, ANGIE RAE, STEFAN, LINDSEY, DANTE, SELENA, ALIZIA, ARMANDO, HANNAH, PARAS, REAGAN, ALANI, DEANNE, TAMARRA, JT, AND TANISHA.

Six Degrees of Therapy

~Enterprise, 24th Century~

"Just like old times, Data." Deanna Riker, the Enterprise's former counselor smiled at her android friend. The half-Betazoid, half-human was sitting in her chair in one of the guest quarters aboard the Enterprise. Data was with her, lying on a sofa as if he was seeking therapy. Also with them was the current ship's counselor, Aidan Kantar. She was sitting on another sofa adjacent to Deanna.

"Indeed it is, Deanna." Data agreed. He frowned slightly. "Are you certain Captain Riker is all right with this?"

"Don't worry, Data." Deanna laughed. "Will knows all about it. He wants a full report. So tell me more about this girl."

Data looked from Deanna to Aidan, who was smiling widely.

"If you wish," Data began. "She is beautiful, very witty, has the most radiant green eyes I have ever seen."

"You know what color of her eyes is?" Aidan said, incredulously.

"Yes, Aidan." Data replied. "In fact, she looked almost like…" He stopped mid-sentence.

"Almost like who, Data?" Deanna coaxed.

"Tasha Yar." Data said, almost inaudibly. But Deanna heard it loud and clear.

"Data," She breathed softly. "Are you sure?"

Data just nodded.

Aidan, however, was confused.

"Deanna," She asked. "Who's Tasha Yar?"

"She was a former Lieutenant of Enterprise." Deanna replied. "She was killed in the line of duty twelve years ago." To Data, she asked. "Are you sure the girl in your dreams looked like Tasha?"

"Yeah, for all we know, the girl could be Tasha." Aidan added.

Data sat up from the sofa in a rapid manner. "No, it was a different woman." He remarked. "But I believe she is a descendant of Tasha Yar."

"I don't think the woman was a descendant of Lt. Yar," Aidan suggested. "I think she was Lt. Yar's ancestor."

Deanna nodded in agreement. "Aidan may be right."

"How can you both be certain?" Data asked.

"Tasha never had any children, Data." Deanna pointed out. "Except for that Romulan daughter, Sela."

"And from what you described to me," Aidan added. "Your dreams occurred in San Francisco, California." She looked at Deanna when she said this. "Earth, around the early 21st century."

"How do you know that?" Deanna asked.

"Because Data described that he was walking on 'an odd bridge with golden towers' at nighttime."

"The Golden Gate Bridge." Deanna smiled.

Aidan nodded, also smiling.

Data just looked confused.

"Did you bring that painting of her, Captain?" Aidan asked.

"It is still in my quarters, which is not that far from here." Data replied.

"That's okay, we can wait. Captain Data." Deanna laughed. Aidan was laughing too.

Now more confused, Data left the quarters.

"I know it's been five years," Deanna said. "But I still can't get used to that."

"Me neither." Aidan agreed. "And I knew Data since we were Cadets at the Academy!"

~Napa Valley, California; Present Day~

Midge drove, for what it seemed like hours, to the Professor's Summer Home in Napa Valley. She was still angry for the so-called "intervention" her older half-siblings have put up two days earlier but she couldn't help but agree with them. It's has been a year since Chase died and less than two years since Seth reappeared. Weather or not she wanted to admit it, Midge's love life was spiraling out of control and everybody knew about it.

She arrived at the Victorian-like brownstone house which was standing in the middle of a 100-acre vineyard. Midge parked her Prius in the driveway near the wine cellars. Before Midge could walk up the door, Denise McFlynn (Dreamcatcher) was already standing at the doorway, ready to greet her.

"Midge!" The eleven-year-old greeted, rather surprised. "You're here."

"I thought you were a telepath, Denise." Midge smiled.

"I am. I knew you were coming. But it's sooner that I expected."

"My sisters and brother," Midge explained smugly. "They persuaded me to come here."

"And by 'persuaded,' you mean…"

"They staged an intervention and Kristy Jo threatened to kick me out."

Denise laughed. "Well, you should expect something like that from half-siblings who spent most of their lives in Texas, New York, and Arizona."

"You're probably right. We may have the same mother but we have different ways on life."

"Well, come on in. We don't want to keep the Professor waiting."

"Do you think Professor Xavier knows about…my situation?"

Denise said nothing. She just gave Midge a look.

"Never mind," Midge said. "I know the answer."

Xavier Institute-San Francisco

"Maya," have you seen Rachel?" Maya Celeste McCoy (Flying Tiger) looked up from her Twilight book at Destiny Searcy (Kitten) and Megan Gwynn (Pixie).

"Why do you want to know?" She asked the two girls.

"Because we were supposed to go shopping in less than a half an hour," Megan whined. "Selena was supposed to come with us too."

"Selena is still doing spring cleaning at Emma Frost and Northstar's condo." Maya informed.

"She and Dante are still cleaning their house?" Destiny said in disbelief.

Maya nodded.

"Man! It's been two days already!"

"What can I say?" Maya shrugged. "Emma and Jean-Paul are a couple of pack rats."

"Destiny!" The fairy-like mutant urged. "Come on! I don't want to get caught in the Mad Dash."

"We won't, Megs." Destiny said. To Maya, she asked: "Why don't you come with us?"

"I don't want to be in the middle of barbaric adolescent females fighting over a piece of garment."

"Huh?" Megan asked, confused.

"She doesn't want to get trampled down by mad, screaming girls at the mall," Destiny translated.

"Oh," Megan said. "You know you really should get out more, Maya."

"Why?" Maya asked. "Because I prefer books over clothes?"

"No, because you act just like Beast!"

"Well, duh Pixie. Beast is my dad."

"Did you and Ray break up again?" Destiny asked, casually.

Maya put her book down, annoyed. "Why is it that every time I have a problem, Ray is the primary factor?"

"Because every time you two get into an argument, you either disappear in the lab or read Twilight."

"We're on a break." Maya sighed.

"All the more reason to come with us," Destiny smiled. "Theresa, DeAnne, Regan, and Alani are coming too."

"Is that why you're looking for Rachel Guthrie?"

"No, we're looking for Rachel Grey. She's was supposed drive us there." Destiny clarified. "Come on, this will be good therapy for you."

"I'll think I'll pass." Maya suggested.

Destiny shrugged. "All right." To Megan, she said, "C'mon, Pix. We need to get our tickets to New Moon."

"New Moon?!" Maya stood up. "You got tickets to the new Twilight movie?"

"Yeah." Destiny replied. "We're going to get them from Sparky."

"Rachel didn't tell me she had tickets to go see New Moon!" Maya exclaimed. "Had I known, I would've seen the movie weeks ago!"

"So that means you're coming?" Megan said.

"Ya damn straight!"

"You do know we're going to the mall before the movie."

Maya gave Meagan a look.

"And I'm just going to shut up right now."

Xavier Winery-Napa Valley

"Would you care for something to drink, Midge?" Professor Charles Xavier offered his guest.

"No, thank you Professor." Midge replied.

Denise came back a few moments later with a cup of Earl Grey Tea and gave it to the Professor.

"Thank you, Denise." Denise nodded and left for the kitchen.

"Now, Midge," Charles began. "Tell me what's troubling you."

"Wouldn't reading my mind be easier?" Midge replied.

"Yes," Charles nodded. "However, talking is more polite."

"I don't know how to go on, Charles." Midge began.

"You've went through a very traumatic experience," Charles told her. "It is normal for you to feel a sense of sadness and anger."

"Tell that to Kristy Jo."

"She thinks you should get on with your life?"

"Her, Angie Rae, Jason, everybody at the Institute."

"Well, everybody at the Institute are very concerned about you."

"Yeah, I'm sure."

Charles leaned in his chair. "Midge, people grieve in their own way. They deal with death in their own way. Most of the students there deal with things in their own way. Sometimes, we don't really know how to handle someone else's grief."

"They do." Midge sighed.

"Your sisters and brother love you." Charles assured. "They wouldn't have agreed to this intervention if they hadn't."

"My ex-boyfriend murdered my fiancé," Midge reminded Charles. "My ex-boyfriend! Seth Dass? You know what happened to him, do you, Professor?"

"Yes I do, Midge." Charles said, calmly. "And it was a dire tragedy."

"But he's alive now." Midge said, in a dark voice. "Chase is dead, and now I can't even sleep at night without the nightmares or the thought of Seth stalking me."

"In all honesty Midge," Charles concluded. "I can't help you."

"I don't believe this!" Midge scoffed. "I thought agreeing to this therapy crap will help me get some closure about Chase but it just left me with more questions. This is just a waste of time!"

"This was hardly a waste of time, my dear." Charles replied in his cool, calm tone. "Chase's death happened a year ago, you barely had time to go through the grieving process. Do you remember when Forge died?"

Midge nodded, looking down. "I was twelve."

"How long did you cry?"

"What does crying over my father's death have to do with my grief over my fiancé?"

"You were twelve when your father died," Charles explained. "I remember you visiting Ororo for six months before you completely accepted the fact that Forge was gone."

Midge smiled. "That was six years ago."

"Time heals all wounds, my dear." Charles said. "No matter how deep the cut is."

"I forgot how much you looked after me when I was younger, Charles."

"And here you are now, blossoming into a beautiful young woman."

"Who was about to get married."

"Midge, don't give up on hope or love. If you can get through your father's death, you can get through your fiancé's."

Midge was about to say something when a loud explosion emerged from the kitchen. Midge flinched, startled while Charles kept his usual cool.

"Denise, Duncan," He called out. "Is everything all right in there?"

"Everything's fine." Denise called back. "Just a little telekinetic breakdown."

"It wasn't a breakdown!" Denise's twin brother, Duncan (Symphony), argued. "I tried to harmonize with the sounds of the kitchen."

"You started a fire!" Denise told him. "I told you can't cook."

"Children, calm down." To Midge, Charles offered: "Why don't you join us for dinner?"

"Thanks. I would love too." Midge followed Charles to the kitchen where the McFlynn Twins were still arguing.

"You didn't say anything about love." Midge remarked.

Charles smiled. "Don't look for love, let love find you."

~The USS Enterprise-E, Data's quarters

"Wow."

"Oh, my God."

"You're right, Data." Deanna said as he observed one of Data's paintings. "She does look like Tasha."

"More like a younger version of her." Deanna's husband, Will Riker, added.

They were in Data's private quarters, along with Wesley Crusher, Beverly Crusher-Picard, Jean-Luc Picard, Aidan Kantar, and Cyrus Vale.

"With all due respect Captain," Cyrus imputed. "I've looked at many holograms of Lt. Yar. That woman hardly looks like her."

"What do you mean hardly?" Aidan argued. "She could be Tasha's daughter!"

"There is no need for argument, Aidan." Data assured. "Cyrus is entitled to his own opinion."

"This woman you painted was in your dreams, Data?" Beverly asked.

"That is correct, Doctor Crusher." Data replied.

"Data, we've worked together for fifteen years," Jean-Luc said. "We can go by first name basis."

"Not to mention Jean-Luc and Mom are married," Wesley added.

Data looked pensive for a moment then nodded.

"Very well, Jean-Luc and Beverly." He said.

Jean-Luc laughed. "Same ol' Data." He said. "Don't ever change."

"Data, have you ever considered if this woman actually exists?" Aidan asked.

"I have considered 657 scenarios, Aidan." Data replied. "Including the scenarios of non-existing and fantasy.

Aidan laughed. "To be precise," Deanna imputed.

"And what do have you considered?"

Before Data could respond, the communicator chimed.

Bridge to Data.

Data tapped his combadge. "Go ahead, Geordi."

We are receiving some abnormal readings."

"What kind of readings?"

I think you better get to the Bridge. Sorry to cut your time off short.

"That is quite fine, Geordi. We will join you in a moment. Data out."

Data ended his communication and looked at his friends.

"Commander Crusher, Counselor Kantar, and Lieutenant Vale we must report to the Bridge."

"Is something wrong?" Wesley asked.

"I do not know." Data said. To his guests, he said: "I apologize for any inconvenience."

"Hey, duty calls." Will smiled. "Part of the perks of being captain."

"Would you like to accompany us to the Bridge?" Data offered.

"Captain Data," Jean-Luc replied. "It would be an honor."

Stark Industries-Malibu, California, 2009

The archive office of Stark Industries was filled with a soundless tune. All but one person was there and she was filing papers. There was one window in the archive office which was half-opened. A shadowed figure came in the office through the window. After surveying the office, the shadowed man sees the young girl sitting on the floor filing papers. Smiling to himself, the man sneaks behind the girl, carrying a small dagger behind his back. Taking the dagger from behind his back, the man raised it as if he was going to strike her.

"Don't even think about it." The girl said casually.

Wade Wilson dropped his dagger, his mouth flying open.

"OH, COME ON!" He exclaimed. "How'd you know it was me?!"

Lara Nairobi Worthington (Celestial) looked at her boyfriend and smiled. "We've been dating for two years. I know you inside out. What were you going to do with that dagger anyway?"

"Uh…give you a haircut?"

Lara gave him a look.

"What?"

"Why are you here, Wade?" Lara asked.

The Mercenary known as Deadpool smiled and sat down beside his girlfriend and smiled. "So are you ready to go or did you forget?"

"I can't go this time."

"That's okay. We'll have lunch in here. I'm sure Stark's got a McDonald's in this castle he calls a laboratory."

"Wade, I can't do lunch today," Lara told him. "I still got work to do."

"You've been working on this project for weeks!" Wade remarked. "Every time I call you or try to visit you, you're either busy doing this or at your father's office."

"Tony Stark is paying me $50 a day to clean up his archive office. I'm trying to make some extra cash."

"You're Lara Worthington! Your father's Warren Worthington III! You don't need extra cash."

"I'm trying to make it on my own, Wade." Lara explained. "People always see me as 'The Spoiled Rich Girl.'"

"Because you are." Wade pointed out.

"But I'm more than that."

Wade smiled. "I know you are." He kissed Lara tenderly. "But you also need a break and I'm starving."

Lara laughed. "I could use a break. All right, let's go. I'll finish this tomorrow."

"That's the brat I fell in love with!" Wade cheered.

Lara rolled her eyes as she put the last files in the archives. Wade, in many ways, was her total opposite. He was brash, a risk-taker, and a total jerk. Not to mention, her father and godfather, Logan couldn't stand him. After all, Wade was Deadpool, the Merc with the Mouth. But Lara had saw another side to Wade during the two years they've been going together. He was sweet, funny, kind, gentle, and sensitive. In fact, Wade only acts like that in front of Lara.

"So where do you want to eat?" Wade asked. "Chez Reviver? Olive Garden?"

"Nah," Lara replied. "Stark has a Wendy's on the 2nd floor."

"HA HA!" I knew he had a fast food place somewhere in this building. I mean, come on! How can he save the world without the proper nutrients?"

"Let me turn off his Satellite Scrambler and we'll leave."

"Why couldn't he just call it a really expensive, complicated telescope?"

"Wade, shut up!"

Lara started to enter a code to shut down the Scrambler when she noticed an odd blue light blinking rapidly.

"That's not supposed to do that," She muttered.

"Do what?" Wade asked.

"Come look at this."

"Is this gonna take long?"

"Just come here."

Wade sighed and came over to where Lara was.

"Why am I looking at a blinking blue dot thingy?" Wade asked.

"Tony told me whenever that light flashes; it's a signal of unusual life forms."

"Like UFO's?"

"Something like that."

"So tell Stark about it when he comes back from his 'Girls Gone Wild' vacation in the Bahamas," Wade suggested. "I don't care about that."

"First of all," Lara clarified. "It is not a 'Girls Gone Wild' vacation."

"Brat, this is Tony Stark we're talking about."

"You're right. Anyway, these readings are unlike I've ever seen before."

"Duh! They're out of this world."

"Actually, they're out of this timeline."

Now curious, Wade punched in a few keys in the Scrambler. When he did, the viewer screen showed a small portal coming from space.

"That's your something original?" Wade spat. "It's a freaking portal!"

"A portal that's forming in space!" Lara informed. She saw something from the screen. "Wait a minute. The portal is originating at the Institute."

"So?"

"So that means one of the younger mutants started the portal!"

"Oh." Wade thought for a moment. "Maybe it was Trance."

"No, it couldn't been Hope." Lara said. "She does Astral Projection."

"What about Psylocke's daughter, Vivian? She's has some experience in time traveling stuff. Or Rachel Guthrie?"

"Spartex?"

Wade nodded.

"Of course! Rachel's mother and grandmother are Timebrokers so alternating timelines and stuff runs in her family."

"Cool, so after we get something to eat, we'll go to the Manor and ask Sparky why she created a hole in space."

"Rachel may not know why or how she created it," Lara said. "And even if she did, we don't know if something had already passed through the portal. For all we know it could be a starship from the 24th century."

"Ooh, ooh!" Wade exclaimed, jumping up and down. "What if it's the Enterprise?"

The Enterprise?" Lara repeated.

"Yeah, you know the starship from Star Trek?"

"I know what you were referring to. I'm just asking why?"

"C'mon, Lara. Don't tell me you have not thought about what'll be like for the crew of the USS-Enterprise to crash down our world?"

Lara shrugged. "Once or twice. But I don't think Zabe Rogue is going to put Star Trek characters in this story."

"Lara, this story is a crossover. And Zabe's on that superhero romance kick. Chances are it's gonna be a love story and she's gonna use either Star Trek or Star Wars characters to work with us."

"She has been watching Star Trek lately. "Especially The Next Generation." Lara smiled. "She has a huge crush on Data."

"Data?!" Wade made a face. "That yellow-eyed, pale face robot?!"

He's not a robot! He's an android, ya Mercenary Moron!

"Look, Zabe." Wade said to Zabe Rogue. "Don't yell at me cuz you can't find a man!"

Don't make me reveal to your fans who your Star Trek crush was!

"You wouldn't," Wade challenged.

I would.

"Wade, stop arguing with the author," Lara rebuked. To Zabe Rogue, asked: "So, this crossover is about Data?"

Yep. He falls in love with one of the Young Untouchable X-Men.

"It better not be my girlfriend!" Wade warned.

"It's not always about you, Wade." Lara told him.

"I know, I'm just saying."

He falls in love with Midge.

"Midge?" Lara repeated.

"Yeah, I can see that happening." Wade said.

Look, you two are the only characters who breaks the fourth wall. So DO NOT tell anybody this.

"Of course not." Lara agreed.

"Our lips are sealed." Wade saluted.

Thank you. I'll update you guys with my progress later. Now get to the Institute while I'll work on the next chapter.

"Is somebody gonna die?" Wade asked, smiling.

Just get to the Institute. Goodbye.

Lara and Wade were now standing there looking at each other, after Zabe Rogue had left.

"Still hungry?" Lara asked, smirking.

"I'm too excited for food," Wade replied. "But can we get some hot wings or something?"

Lara rolled her eyes. Wade thinks about food even when he's not thinking about food. "Let's go."

While they were leaving, Lara had one question that was still itching in her mind.

"So who was she?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"The girl from Star Trek. The one you had a crush on. Who was she?"

Wade looked at Lara for a long time. Then he looked down at the floor.

"Uh…I'll tell you later." He said finally.

"Oh, come on!" Lara protested. "You pour your heart out to me but you can't tell me a simple thing like your Star Trek crush?"

"It's embarrassing!"

"I'll tell you my Star Trek crush if you tell me yours," Lara said, flirtatiously.

"I already know who your Star Trek crush is….Mrs. Crusher."

Lara's eyes grew wide. Wade just smiled and headed for Lara's Porsche.

"Hold up," She called out. "How'd you know I had a crush on Wesley Crusher, Wade? WADE!"

Wade just started singing "Closer" by Ne-Yo.

WADE & LARA SOMETIMES DON'T KNOW WHEN 2 QUIT!

BUT I LOVE THEM ANYWAY!

SO WHAT HAPPENS NEXT?

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