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This takes place during and after Deja Q. Q is a very interesting and complex character. I hope I did his character justice.
Deja Q:
Where the hell is this gods forsaken place? Stopping in the middle of the corridor, Q impatiently began to tap his foot as he thought about what to do next. Ignoring the background chatter and laughter, he looked up and asked, "Computer, this is the last time I'm going to ask you, where is sickbay?"
"You are at Sickbay. Are you in need of immed-"
"NO! Don't you remember the last hundred times I've told you? I do not need immediate medical attention. What an impertinent computer system. You know they should upgrade you to the Impalia System. At least then I wouldn't have to repeat myself over and over again." He shrugged his shoulders and with a superior lift of his chin, he added "I will have to talk to Jean Luc about this. Now go away."
Learning his lesson from before, Q took a small step forward. After hearing the doors swoosh open, he took a few more steps into the room. "Excuse me! I am in need of immediate medical attention! Doctor Crusher I know you are in - OW!" He took a clumsy step back from the set of drawers he had just ran into. "Who the hell puts something as big as that in the middle of a walk way. That is dangerous. What kind of Sickbay is this? You know you should take better care of this place. If I wasn't in need of medical attention, I would go straight to Jean Luc and-"
"Q! Those are the defibulator panels. They are required by Starfleet to be there." Beverly looked back down at Ensign Ogowee and patted her on her shoulder. When the ensign walked around Q, Beverly sighed, "And just a little word of advice, if you don't want to run into the defibulator cart again, you should uncover your eyes."
"Ha. Ha. You are so funny, Red." His voice dripped with sarcasm as he began limping towards where he thought the doctor was. "It just so happens that my head hurts and when I put my hands over my eyes if feels slightly better. I think I might be experiencing what you dreary homo sapiens call a headache." He grunted loudly when he walked into a wall.
Taking pity on him, Beverly walked over to Q, took him by the elbow and brought him to one of the biobeds. "You know, if I didn't know better, I would list you as a hypochondriac." She took out her tricorder and started scanning his head.
"Humph! Well, if you were experiencing mortality and pain for the first time, then you would know how I feel." With his eyes still covered, he cocked his head to the side.
Trying to suppress her laughter, Beverly put her tricorder away in the pocket of her jacket.
Hearing her sniggering, he took his hands off of his face but kept his eyes closed. Sighing impatiently, he continued on, "However, being the less sophisticated human that you are you don't even know what I'm going through."
Stifling another round of giggles, Beverly quickly said, "Q, what you are suffering from is a normal, everyday tension headache." She walked over to the medicine and filled a hypospray with pain reliever. When she pressed it into his neck, she cheerfully said, "You can open your eyes now." When he did, she looked at him brightly with a smile playing on her lips. "Good morning Sunshine! Feel better or is your leg going to cramp up from all the walking you do between here and engineering?"
He crossed his arms and gave her a sneering look. "You know Red, you could use a little work with your bedside manner."
Beverly rolled her eyes as she put the hypospray away. "And you know what you need more than a pain reliever - a dose of your own medicine. When you were part of the continuum, you showed no compassion for humanity or respect for the people who tried to help you out. Well, what you give is what you receive. Take the time now to learn how to give back to the people you ridiculed and to move on with your mortal life. You will find that you will care less for the hurt and anger and care more for the joyful experiences that life has to offer."
Q ever-so-slightly smirked as he kept his arms crossed tightly to his chest. "Like the joyful experience you had when you were on Earth?" His voice was quiet yet leering and he knew he had her trapped.
With all the color draining from her face, Beverly shook her head and tried to rid her mind of his annoying comment. "I don't know what you're talking about Q and if you would excuse me, there is work that I have to do." She made a hasty retreat back to her office without a glance back.
He jumped off the bed and skipped after her. "I know your secret, Red. And I never know when it could just slip out. Who knows who might be in the room with me; maybe Riker or Data or even the Captain himself." He walked to her desk and sat on the edge. Taking a deep breath, he looked at Beverly with such pity. "Here he was thinking that you were off gallivanting with… what's his name?" He looked up towards the ceiling and snapped his fingers. After a few seconds, he gave a decisive snap and looked back at Beverly with a glint in his eyes and a smirk on his lips, "Oh that's right, Rick Chechney. He is so handsome and he is everything Jean Luc Picard detests. Such a shame that Jean Luc in the dark; but wouldn't he just be delighted to know how you really spent your time at Starfleet Medical." He gasped as his eyes widened. "Maybe I should go tell him right now!" He hopped off of her desk and made his way to the door.
Beverly slammed her eyes shut as the venom of hatred coursed through her body. "Q! Wait." Opening her eyes, she took a deep breath and plastered on a fake smile. "You are more than welcome into my sickbay anytime." Holding her hands in her laps, she looked down to collect her thoughts and then looked back up. "Please, Q, don't tell him." Her voice was soft – almost defeated.
Stopping just before the door, Q slowly turned around with a slimy smile played across his lips. "Welllll… since you said please." Then he dropped his smile and became serious once more, "But I warn you Red, it might just slip out one night when you least expect it."
She was so close to responding with a quick quip from her vast storage of sarcastic comments but she held her tongue. She nodded as she relaxed her body into her chair, "Thank you, Q."
He expected her to fight with him or to make a sarcastic comment and when she didn't he shrugged his shoulders and walked out of Sickbay without another word.
When Q left, Beverly let out a stream of curse words that didn't stop for a breath. Now she had a big decision to make, should she wait to see if Q is good on his threat or should she tell Jean Luc now. After a few moments of pensive thoughts, she decided to wait a few days and then after that tell Jean Luc.
One day later:
With a click of his fingers, Q popped into Beverly Crusher's office, effectively scaring her from her place behind her desk. He joyfully smiled and opened his arms to her as if she would come running happily into them.
Scowling at him as she picked up the data PADD's that she dropped on the ground, she dully said, "I see they let you back in."
Putting his arms back to his sides, Q gracefully strolled over to the chair and sat down. Easing his feet on her desk and buffing his nails with his captain's uniform, he shrugged his shoulders like his acceptance back into the Continuum were part of his plans all along. "Yes, they did but you don't seem overly joyous about these new turn of events." He smirked when he emphasized the word 'joyous'.
Ignoring his last comment, she picked up the rest of PADDs from the floor and straightened them on her desk. "Well congratulations, Q. Did you tell the rest of the crew?"
"I did and I even gave them a Cuban cigar." Inspecting one of his nails, he offhandedly said, "Funny, something I saw that was missing during your stay at Starfleet medical."
His smile was maniacal and it drove her crazy, but yet she stayed quiet.
After a mere moment of silence, he kicked of his feet and leaned closer to her desk, "I will keep your precious secret… for now. But if you don't work on your bedside manner then it will be a snap of my finger to let him know. And he will know, Doctor, as he should have in the first place." Seeing Beverly nodded silently, he uncharacteristically took pity on her. "But don't look so gloomy Doctor. I have a gift for you as well." He snapped his fingers and in an instant he was gone while a picture floated down from the ceiling.
Beverly grabbed it and after a few moments of looking at it, she smiled and held it close to her heart.
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