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"Do from here?" Wesley intones confusedly. "I thought we were free to go. There aren't any more charges…"
"Of course, of course," the taller man holds out his hands in appeasement. "However, I'm sure that you experienced the public fury over the case on your way in. Not to mention," he looks to his right.
"Not the mention," The shorter picks up. "That you have uncovered some very serious evidence and put forth startling allegations against some of the highest profile members in not only this country and Starfleet, but in the entire Federation."
"I see," I suppose I hadn't considered the ramifications of making such claims. Looking broadly, though, it makes sense. "So," I sweep my gaze. "What are you saying?"
"What we're saying is that it's not yet safe for you to resume your normal activities… "
Wesley looks startled, "Are you saying we can't go home?"
"Listen," The taller begins, shuffling back and forth on his feet. "What you're seeing in the hallway and outside the building is only just the start. Until this story dies down, you're going to have to…I hate to say it, but you're going to have to hide out somewhere. Stay out of the public eye."
The shorter adds, "I'm sure you can understand; it's for your own safety."
I shake my head, "But I have patients, work, a practice that depends on me!"
"I'm sorry, Dr. Picard, but going back to work might disrupt your practice even more." The taller looks in the direction of the doors, "The press is going to be interested in you. Now," he gestures. "If it's your intention to make public statements and be under public scrutiny, then return to Yakima and your respective workplaces… but," He looks down. "We've gotten the feeling that you're private people and for your own safety… well I'm sure you understand."
"Yes," Jean Luc sighs. Turning to me, "Beverly, I know you want to get back to work. I want to get back to work! But, we've got to take every precaution - for Aaron, Saoirse," he looks back. "Wesley, you and me."
I drop my shoulders with a defeated sigh, "You're right. You're right." I look back at him, still not believing that he's here with me. "I'm just…"
"I know," he whispers knowingly. "We all just want things to get back to normal."
The shorter man again interrupts, "Do you have somewhere that you might be able to go?"
He's silent for a moment, gathering his thoughts before a knowing smile lights his features. "Yes," he looks at Wesley and me. "Yes I believe we do."