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P/C Reply-To: ASCL-owner@yahoogroups.com Content-Type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-ELNK-AV: 0 Forwarded by the ASC-VSO Posted: Sun, 13 Jun 2004 13:33:10 GMT In: alt.startrek.creative From: "Heather Smyth" Title: Emotions Left Unsaid Author: Heather Smyth Series: TNG Part: 1/? Rating: R Code: P/C Disclaimer: Paramount owns all Startrek and I derive no financial gain from this story...just a little fun. Summary: A telepath makes life interesting on board the Enterprise Picard is Emotions Left Unsaid. The Command staff sat around the long obsidian table in the forward observation lounge, each uncomfortable with what had unfolded. The telepath, Acryops, had been aboard only three hours, but already his presence was being felt. With tactlessness only an alien could wield, he had proceeded to tell the staff some truths about themselves they would have rather been left unsaid. Lieutenant Commander Worf shifted in his chair and glowered at the telepath. "Klingons do not tell others how they feel!" "But Sir." "It is a dishonourable thing to do to a warrior! Stop it immediately!" Acryops looked around the table and his slitted orange eyes settled on Lieutenant Geordie LaForge. "What about you Lieutenant? Surely the Lieutenant in Astrophysics is aware of how you feel?" Geordie's face reddened behind his visor, his tongue nervously licking his lower lip. "No Sir she isn't." "But why when you feel so strongly.?" "Well I can't just.that is I.well." Captain Jean-Luc Picard cleared his throat and brought the attention back to himself. "Acryops it isn't our way to tell each other each and every thought. It would be considered an invasion of privacy, as is someone else accessing them. I suggest." "But Captain, your feelings for Doctor Crusher are very." "Acryops! That is enough! It's time we brought this meeting to an end. We can." "But this is absurd! Doctor Crusher shares your feelings. Why do you not."? Jean-Luc Picard stood abruptly silencing the gregarious Acryops. His stare was glacial as he took in his assembled officers. "The mission to the Arellian Assembly will proceed as planned. If there are no further issues to discuss, you are dismissed. Acryops I would appreciate it if you stayed behind." Commander Will Riker, Doctor Beverly Crusher, Counsellor Deanna Troi, Lieutenant Commander Data, Worf and Geordie filed from the room, each suppressing a smirk. When they were alone, Jean-Luc addressed his guest. "Acryops I must stress the fact that your.insights are causing great discomfort amongst my crew. It would be better if you." "Whom are you more concerned about? Your crew or yourself?" "I beg your pardon?" "Captain you feel very deeply for Doctor Crusher. From what I understand of Humans, you're in love with her.and she feels for you with the same depth. I do not understand why two people who care so much for each other should keep such information from being explored." Picard took a deep breath and ran his hands over his bald pate. "There is a long, painful and convoluted history between us Acryops. It's just not possible." "I still don't understand." "Well you'll have to get by on my word. Now as to the mission.have you everything you need?" The telepath looked down at the isolinear chips and the data PADD and nodded. "Yes, your staff has been very thorough in the information they have gathered. When we meet with the Arellians you will have to remember to leave the talking to me. You represent the Federation, but they will not recognise you, as you're 'mind blind'. Without telepathy, they will consider you disabled, but always bear in mind they can hear your every thought. A disciplined mind is required Captain. A stray thought could ruin everything." Jean-Luc nodded thoughtfully and gestured for his guest to follow him from the room. "The Arellians need Federation help with the disposition of their mineral wealth. They chose to contact us, I can't but think that's a positive note." "Indeed Captain, but you still think." Picard held up a hand and frowned at the telepath. "Don't tell me what I'm thinking Acryops, I already know." "As you wish Captain." Later that afternoon, Will and Deanna were in her quarters going over crew evaluations. Deanna sighed and straightened up from her computer terminal. "You know Will, I've been thinking about what Acryops said about the Captain and Beverly." Will looked up at his best friend and grinned. "You didn't need to be a telepath to read the Captain. He was furious." "I know, but what Acryops said was true. I've been sensing the same strong emotions from them for some time now. If they both feel the same way, why don't they do something about it?" Will shook his bearded head and blew out a breath. "You've got me. As far as I'm concerned, they're made for each other. Maybe you could talk to Beverly about it." Deanna toyed with the keys of the terminal then smiled thankfully at her friend. "Yes, maybe I will." Beverly had changed from her uniform into a soft pair of black leggings and an oversize blue jumper. She was tending to her orchids when the door annunciator sounded. "Come in." The doors sighed open and Deanna stepped in, her hands curiously behind her back. "Hello Deanna. What have you got there?" Instead of answering, the Counsellor stepped up to Beverly and watched as she pruned the plant. Beverly let the silence settle between them as she concentrated on her task. "What about that one?" Beverly followed Deanna's pointing chin and shook her head. "No. That one will produce new flowers soon. I never disturb new growth." "Never?" "No." "What about in people?" "Pardon?" Deanna turned to her friend and took her arm, guiding her to the sofa. "What about new growth in people? Is it wise to stymie feelings when they're shared?" Beverly frowned and shook her head, sending her lustrous red hair dancing. "Really Deanna, I don't think it's any of your business." "Isn't it? What happened in the observation lounge only confirmed what I've been sensing from you two for weeks." Beverly's eyes dropped to her hands as they wrestled on her lap. "A large part of my job is to try and keep people happy.on an even keel, so to speak. You and the Captain love each other.am I right?" Beverly's hands formed fists, as the frown became a scowl. "I don't want to talk about it!" With a free hand, Deanna covered the clenched hands. "I know, but you're going to. Here, this will make it easier." From behind her back, Deanna produced a box, tied with a gay blue ribbon. Disarmed, Beverly smiled at her friend. "What's this?" "Chocolates. Very, very special chocolates. From Borallis IV." "Oh my God, you don't mean." "Yep." "And you're willing to share them?" "Yes.but only if you open up about your feelings." "So it's a bribe then." "Yes. Definitely." Beverly sank into deep thought. She was not happy about sharing her thoughts with Deanna on this particular topic, but she also knew bottling them up was detrimental.and she wanted some of those chocolates. They were known throughout the quadrant as the most delicious of all chocolates, bringing an almost sensual experience to those who ate them. She came to her decision. "All right, I'll do it. Shall I replicate some Champagne? They say you should eat them with chilled Champagne." Deanna giggled. "Why not?" Moments later Beverly returned with two large flutes brimming with the sparkling wine. They each chose a chocolate, closed their eyes and popped them into their mouths. There was a momentary silence while they chewed, then moans of pleasure could be heard. Beverly was first to speak. "Oh God.it's so.they're just so." "Mmmm aren't they just? Have you ever tasted anything so decadent?" "Uh uh. Oh the aftertaste.it lingers." "The Champagne.sip some Champagne." The glasses were raised in unison as the women sipped. They closed their eyes and savoured the sensation. Sighing with pleasure, they opened their eyes and grinned at each other. "Deanna where did you get Borallian chocolates?" "Will got them for me for our last anniversary. I've been saving them." "Thank God. You know I've only ever tasted real Borallian chocolates once before." "Really? When was that?" "About two years ago. They were given to me by a friend." "Must've been some friend. Not only are they very hard to find, they're extortionately expensive. Who was it? Anyone I know?" Almost in a whisper, Beverly answered her friend. "It was Jean-Luc actually." "Beverly." The Doctor looked up, her face hardening. "I can't tell him Deanna." "Why." "It would ruin everything. After KesPrytt.after I found out how he felt about me.he offered to take our relationship to a more intimate level. I turned him down." "You didn't tell him how you felt?" "No, I managed to put him off." "If you love him, why did you turn him down?" "Oh Deanna I don't want to lose his friendship. It's the most precious thing.if I lost that I don't know what I'd do." "But becoming intimate with him doesn't necessarily mean you'll lose your friendship. In fact it's most likely it will strengthen it. Becoming lovers is the next logical step Beverly for two people as much in love as you two are." "And what if he's brought into Sickbay, badly injured and I can't save him? What then?" "Beverly I have no crystal ball. I can't see into the future and tell you everything will be rosy for you both. But I can tell you that if you continue to deny your feelings for each other, the repercussions will be devastating. Do you want to go through the rest of your life unfulfilled? Wouldn't it be better to love him here, in the now, than to lose him and never know that love?" The two women sat in silence. One willing the other to yield to common sense. Eventually Beverly shook her head. "No. I won't do it.I can't." "But Beverly." "No Deanna! No more. The subject is closed!" Deanna left her quarters soon after. "I thought Worf was going to do him some physical harm." Geordie's smile was genuine, but the observation was serious. Three friends, Geordie, Worf and Data were in Ten Forward discussing the earlier meeting. "If he had continued, I might have!" Data was watching his friends closely. "Why does having your thoughts aired cause discomfort? I would have thought it would facilitate matters a great deal." Geordie turned to the android officer and frowned. "Well Data, we like to maintain a level of privacy. Part of being Human is learning how to deal with people based only on what they tell you. If we could read each other's thoughts.well it would be chaotic to say the least." Data cocked his head to one side. "But would it not avoid misunderstandings?" "Maybe, but I think there would be a lot of resentment." Data processed that information, then formed another query. "What about the Captain and Doctor Crusher? If what Acryops said is true, are they not denying their feelings for each other? Why would they do that? Would it not be beneficial for them to act upon how they feel?" Worf grunted and muttered under his breath. "Human mating rituals." Geordie silenced him with a look and addressed his friend. "Obviously it's not that simple Data." "But Geordie." "We should not be discussing the Captain in this manner! It is.unbecoming." "Worf's right Data. Why don't we." "Lieutenant Worf, why did you stop the telepath from reading you?" Worf glared at his superior. "As I said, it is a dishonourable thing to do. A Klingon does not let his thought be aired for all to hear!" "Why?" "Because it is private!.Sir. I considered it an invasion and had he not stopped, I would have threatened him with violence." Data exhibited shock at this pronouncement. "Even if the Captain allowed it?" "Captain Picard would not allow such a thing." Geordie clasped his hands on the table and sighed. "Worf's right Data, the Captain would never condone such an invasion of privacy. Acryops may be receiving us constantly, but Captain Picard would've asked him to keep it to himself in the future." Data thought about this and filed the information away for further study. He was soon on to his next question. "What do you think about the upcoming mission Geordie? Why do you think the Captain was requested?" "His reputation, no doubt." "But he is not telepathic. He will be dealing with a species that can read his thoughts. Will that not put him at a disadvantage?" Worf's smile was fearsome. "The Captain will overcome such difficulties. He has a strong mind." Geordie shook his head. "It'll need to be Worf. Just think.it's been a long day, you're tired.all it would take is one stray thought and boom! It all blows up in your face. I certainly wouldn't like to be in his shoes." "Why would being in his shoes help Geordie?" "It's just a saying Data, it means better him than me." Data filed that away then asked guilelessly, "How will having another telepath there help?" Worf grunted. "I'm sure Captain Picard doesn't need and more telepathic help." Geordie frowned at Worf and answered Data. "Acryops is from the Federation Diplomatic Corps. His role will be to assist the Captain." Worf shifted in his chair and grumbled, "I do not like it! The Captain needs no help in matters of diplomacy. He is an accomplished diplomat!" "I hear you Worf, but the Federation is running this show and the Captain follows orders just like the rest of us. If they say take a telepath, he takes one." "It should be me accompanying him to the planet, not that telepath." Data watched his friends and listened as Geordie brought the subject to a close. "Yeah well I agree with you but orders are orders." 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