A/N: This Chapter is written in part by by Dragonball X Avalon, and Me. It takes place just right after the wedding at the reception that follows. It has been six months since Clark appeared on the Enterprise in his retired Superman garment.It's also right before Star Trek Nemesis happens which we may be rewriting in our own way. Think of this as the reception scene from that movie only redone.

"Have you thought about what you plan on doing for the next few years?" Captain Picard asked, breaking Clark from his thoughts. He was just finishing up his tie, still unable to believe he was getting married to the most beautiful woman in the galaxy.

"Honestly, no. I think I'm still trying to convince myself this isn't a dream."

"I know what you mean." Will Riker said from behind him. Surprising everyone, Riker had no objections whatsoever to Clark being with Deanna, although that may have more to do with the fact that he had just gotten married to Leutinet Tasha Yar a month prior. Their relationship had shocked everyone, including Deanna. However, it definitely made things easier for Clark and Deanna. He and Riker had actually become friends once they had gotten past Riker's threat to shoot him with a kryptonite phaser if he ever hurt Deanna.

"So, they're giving you the Titan? She's a fine ship." Clark said, and Riker nodded.

"Yes she is. I could still use a first officer if you're interested?"

"I appreciate the thought Will. But I think I'll pass. After being Superman for over a hundred years, and serving as a Starfleet Officer aboard Voyager I think I've had enough." Clark said, referring to Admiral Janeway.

About a decade earlier he had joined Q on board Voyager, and decided to stay. He had worked his way through the ranks, and eventually become first officer when Chakotay received command of the USS Hood. While he had enjoyed it, there was still far too much red tape when it came to regulations. Thankfully the discussionto resign was halted by the door chime.

"Come." Clark called in a good imitation of Picard, he was surprised to see that it was Q, and he beckoned him to enter. However what came next made his jaw drop. For there walking behind Q were the members of the Justice League, and his parents.

"I figured I'd be a poor friend if I didn't get you a wedding present." Q said sardonically

"Isn't this a little illegal?" Clark asked.

"His very existence should be illegal." Riker said.

Picard nodded. "Heir heir."

Q shook his head scornfully. "Au contra ire Mon Capitan's. What good would that do when I could-"

"Don't start Q, not today. Let's all play nice understood?" Martha said as if scolding a small child. Q sighed, and nodded in agreement. Both Riker, and Picard saluted to which made Clark snickered in amusement. He then stepped forward to embrace his family and friends. "It's so good to see you. I've missed you all so much!"

Oliver smirked. "Well we couldn't very well let my best friend get married without a best man."

Clark grinned at his old friend. Zatanna took one look at Riker, and sauntered over to stand behind him. "Clark who is this hunk? Is he single?"

Before Clark could answer Tasha Yar ran from the punch table, and tackled Zatanna to the floor penning her there on her stomach. "No, He's not! And unless you want me to draw this phaser from my hip, and incarcerate you I advice you to stay away from him! Is that clear Sitanna?!"

Zatanna swiveled her head around to face Tasha. "It's Zatanna, and yes Mrs. Riker it's clear. Now AWAY!" And just l ike that Tasha was hurled off Zatanna's back by magic, and landed in Riker's arms.

Data stepped in. "Ladies this is hardly the appropriate time for a dispute. It is disturbing the other guests. Might I suggest you settle this cat-fight in the holodeck later..."

Q nodded in approval. "An excellent idea O professor of humanities."

Tasha, and Zatanna glared at one another. Tasha was the first to speak "This isn't over little miss panty whose." Zatanna snickered "Count on it bowl-cut."

And with that they turned, and walked in opposite directions.

Clark shook his head, and whispered to Oliver "I don't even wanna put a bet on who's gonna win that fight."

Impulse chimed in "Six bars of gold pressed latinum says Zatanna kicks Tasha's butt."

Will Riker stepped in, "I'll take that bet kid."

Deanna sighed, as did Martha, Lois, and Chloe who all thought one word in their minds. "MEN"

Data strode up the podium at the center of the dance floor, and tapped the microphone. ''Ladies and gentlemen. In my study of Terran and Betazoid conjugal rites, I have discovered it is traditional to present the happy couple with a gift. Given Clark Kent's affection for archaic musical forms, I have elected to present the following in honor of their conjugation.''

Deanna, and Clark chuckled. ''Conjugation.''

Will raised an eyebrow. ''An interesting choice of words.''

Picard nodded. ''Indeed.

Data began an imitation of Lifehouse's hit song ''Everything,'' and people started to parade the dance floor. Chloe walked over to the dance floor, and held out a hand to Oliver, "Care to join me Mister Green Jeans? Or have you grown soft in let's see if your old age?"

Riker, Picard, Data, and Clark all burst out laughing. Oliver just smiled.

"I'll give you old age, Watchtower."

Oliver ran up to her, and swept her off her feet which sent her giggling.

Deanna strode up to Clark, and smiled.

"Shall we Mr. Kent?"

"I'd be honored Mrs. Kent."

Arm in arm they walked to the dance floor, and started to slow dance. The two newlyweds spent the better part of the that evening on the dance floor. There eys were locked only on one another, and the hearts where intertwined together as tightly as if they had been made that way from birth. Clark leaned forward, and kissed Deanna slowly, and then passionately. She returned it without even so much as an effort. They continued likr this til a tap on Clark's shoulder stopped them. Clark turned to see his olf friend Lex standing there.

Lex smiled. ''Wow Clark, I never knew you were such a romantic.''

Clark grinned, and hugged his friend. ''Lex, don't tell me Q brought you here too?''

Lex nodded. ''As a matter of fact he did.''

Deanna smiled. ''Good ol' Q.''

As if just remembering she was there Clark turned red an embarrassment. ''Oh I'm sorry dear, Deanna Troi meet Lex Luthor. Lex, this is my wife.''

Lex reached out, and shook Deanna's hand. ''It's an honor to meet the woman who won Clark's heart. Well may I have the honor of this next dance?''

Deanna turned to Clark who nodded his approval. ''You may Mister Luthor. I'll be right back Clark.''

But then Martha Kent chimed in. 'Don't worry about him Deanna, I'll take good care of him till while you to dance.''

Deanna smiled. ''Thank you Martha.''

And wit h that her, and Lex danced away. Martha turned back to Clark. ''Well shall we dance Clark?'' He smiled at his mother. ''We shall Mom.'' Afterward there was a dosy do, and Clark danced Tess, Zatanna, Chloe, Lois, Dinah, Lana, Seven of Nine and the other female members of the League and Voyager's crew while Deanna had done likewise with her father, and the other men. Afterward they rejoined one another, and sat down to dinner. At the end of the meal they kissed, and began to discuss their honeymoon. Janeway's voice cut through the chatter of the discussion, drawing Clark and Deanna out of their own discussion. They had just sat down to dinner, and Clark had a sinking feeling that he was not going to like what the Admiral had to say.

"May I have everyone's attention, please? It has come to my attention that Captain Picard and Dr. Beverley Crusher have decided to retire and spend their remaining days on Bajor. Now ordinarily I would not announce this at a wedding, but with Commander Riker taking command of the Titan that leaves the Enterprise without a Captain, especially seeing as Worf, Data and Tasha have agreed to go with Riker. Which leads me to the point of this announcement. Mr. Kent, after speaking to all involved and given your own impressive record while under my command I would like to formally offer you command of the Enterprise."

"Did you know about this?" Clark muttered to his bride.

"Of course. So unless you want to want to sleep on the couch, and by yourself I might add you had better accept." His bride replied making him chuckle, and shake his head.

"I accept Admiral, As long as my wife is my first officer."

"Good. Otherwise transferring most of my old bridge crew would have been for nothing."

"You all seriously want to have to obey my orders again?" He asked, and the Voyager crew laughed.

"I think I speak for everyone Captain when I say that it will be a pleasure...provided we do not have a repeat of the Neutral Zone mission." Seven spoke up, and Clark groaned.

"Never going to let me live that down are you Ensign Kim?"

"No sir, and it's Lieutenant now sir." Harry Kim spoke up.

"Well keep it up, and I'll bump you back down to ensign."

"Clark, what's he talking about?" Deanna asked confused. Looking around Clark could see that the rest of his guests were equally as interested and he knew he would be forced to repeat the tale.

"Alright. It was three years after Chakotay had become Captain of the Hood. We were saving a ship in distress under attack from the Borg in the Delta Quadrant. Everything seemed to go okay at first. We came in phasers blazing, destroyed the enemy ship, and towed the injured ship inside Voyager's shuttle bay. However, just as we were about to leave we encountered a little complication."

Flashback-4 years earlier

"Captain, we have a problem. Eight Borg ships are dropping out of warp. Captain...we're surrounded."

"Red alert! Shield's up!" Janeway commanded.

''They're hailing us Captain.'' Tuvock reported.

''On screen.''

''WE ARE THE BORG. YOU WILL LOWER YOUR SHIELDS, AND SURRENDER YOUR SHIPS. YOU WILL BE GIVEN AN ALOTTED TIME OF FIVE MINUTES TO DO SO. YOU NEED HAVE NO FEAR. WE WILL ADD YOUR BIOLOGICAL, AND TECHNILOGICAL DATA TO OUR OWN. RESISTANCE IS FUTILE.''

The screen went dark, and the view of the Borg ships resumed. Janeway turned to the bridge crew.

"Ideas people?"

"Hit them with a full burst of phaser fire, and photon torpedoes." Tom Paris spoke up.

"Foolish and pointless. Even if we managed to destroy any of them the Borg would overpower us by their sheer numbers." Seven spoke up.

"Can we separate the ship?" Clark asked, and Seven shook her head.

"The Borg will not-"

"Seven I'm not talking about the Borg. Can we separate Voyager's saucer section from the rest of the ship?"

"Theoretically yes. It has never been tested. And may I point out Commander that even if this works, we would still be caught in between the Borg. Also our weapons would be split between the two sections of the ship." Tuvok said.

Clark just smiled."That's my point Tuvok. Tom, prepare to go to maximum warp on my command."

"Sir?"

"Do it Mr. Paris!"

"Aye sir. Heading?"

"Directly above our present position."

"Sir."

"Maximum Warp!"

"Aye sir, maximum warp."

"Mr. Tuvok, Mr. Kim prepare to initiate emergency saucer separation."

"Mr. Kent...Clark, what are you planning?" Janeway asked.

"If I''m right Captain, the force of the separation will propel the two sections of the ship to either side of the Borg. Then it'll be as easy as Ma Kent's pie."

"And if you're wrong?"

"Then it has truly been a real honor serving with all of you. Commence separation in three two one mark!"

The ship shook for several minutes, all of the crew holding on for dear life.

"Separation successful sir."

"Fire on my mark Mr. Tuvok. 3, 2 1, MARK." They sat on the edge of their seats, and watched as the Borg ships blow apart one by one. Clark grinned at Seven of Nine "Now who was right?"

She just rolled her eyes. ''Your assumption was correct this time, but I wouldn't let it go to your head. Next time it may cost you, and all of us.'' With that she strode back to her station.

Clark turned to the Janeway. ''I can't be sure but I think I've been insulted.''

Janeway chuckled. ''Oh I'm sure you were.''

Flashback End

"It was stupid, dangerous, and reckless...A man after my own heart." Janeway said.

"Well I suppose you're right there." He said, raising his glass in salute.

"Alright enough shop talk if you please. This is a wedding reception after all." Deanna said, and Clark smiled.

"One moment Number One. Mr. Crusher, would you like to come back aboard the Enterprise?"

"Yes Captain I would." The recent Starfleet Academy graduate replied.

"Good, because as it happens I am still in need of a second officer. Would you be interested?"

"Sir?"

"Did I stutter Wesley?" Clark asked, and the younger man laughed.

"No sir. I would be honored to accept. However, getting approval-"

"Consider it done Mr. Crusher. I owe you one for that time in the Deros system." Janeway told the newly minted Captain.

"Thank you. Now as my wife said enough shop talk."

And so the celebrations continued with the new Captain and crew of the USS Enterprise completely unaware of the danger they were about to face...