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From: cs331295@dingo.cc.uq.oz.au (Sandra Milne)
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Subject: The new Ensign part 01
Date: 8 Dec 1994 07:03:40 GMT
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Summary: Written on a dare - My nemesis on the Enterprise
Keywords: Dayna on the Enterprise
X-Newsreader: NN version 6.5.0 #3 (NOV)
After calling O captain my captain "Crap..." I was challenged to write
something better. Being the professional stirrer I am, I proceeded to
write something worse!
Let me know if you like it, and I'll post part 2
===============Umm... Cut Here?===========================================
"Oh no!" she cried jumping out of bed. "I'm going to be late! I'm
supposed to beam over in ten minutes!"
"The transporter is just down the corridor," he said soothingly.
"Can't you stay for just a little longer?"
"No. I'm sorry but if I'm late I'll go down in Starfleet history
as the only Ensign late to beam aboard her first assignment. I'd
like to make my mark in history, but I'd rather be famous than
infamous!" she shot back as she hopped in the shower.
"I'm sure the captain won't mind. I'll have a word to him for
you," he said as he reached for the comm button.
"Don't you dare!" came the shout from the bathroom. "I can mess
up my first day enough without you helping. You've already done
enough."
"It's probably just as well then that we aren't ever going to see
each other again then isn't it?"
"Oh I think our paths will cross again," she muttered.
"Pardon?"
"Oh nothing. I just couldn't get my hair to go right. There," she
exited the bathroom. "How do I look?"
"Like someone who's gotten dressed in a rush and is going to be
late anyway," he replied smiling.
"Computer, what is the time?" she enquired shoving her clothes
into her hold-all.
"The time is fourteen hundred hours and one minute."
"Damn! Bye cutie-pie. Nice meeting you," she said giving him a
quick peck on the cheek.
"Bye pumpkin."
She ran down the corridor with as much dignity as she could
muster and burst into the transporter room breathing hard. She
then proceed to calm herself as the operator informed her ship
that transporters had just come back on line. He gave her a sly
wink and motioned for her to step onto the platform.
"Thanks," she muttered gratefully as he started the sequence. The
operator just nodded in reply.
***********************************
Captain Jean-Luc Picard was not feeling at all patient that day.
First he had to go three hours out of his way to pick up a new
crewmember, and then the planet's only transporter 'went off
line'. He'd heard that excuse many times, and had even used it
himself once or twice. That new Ensign had been late for some
reason, and it made him irritable when he didn't know the full
story. Worse still, his ship's counsellor and first officer were
in sickbay.
Deanna Troi had picked up some sort of strange virus on her shore
leave. The new Ensign was a Betazoid - a full telepath - and
would be filling in for Deanna until she was well enough to
reassume her duties.
A kid. A child was filling in for Deanna. Oh she was nineteen,
but that was a babe-in-arms compared to most of Jean-Luc's
officer's. He didn't like the idea at all, but he had been told
that Starfleet could not spare any trained personnel at the time,
and that this Ensign would just be following Deanna's orders. She
wouldn't really have to do much at all.
If only Deanna hadn't gone to Niseen VI for her holidays.
Everyone knew that the chances of catching a disease there were
phenomenal. But no. Deanna had to be stubborn and go there. Then
she had to be like everybody else who goes there and catch a
virus. Dr Crusher said there was nothing she could do. The virus
just had to run it's course.
Deanna was sorry of course, but what good did that do him? Now
he was stuck with a teenager for a counsellor.
And then there was Will Riker. He had gone to Pyrus XI for his
shore leave. The sun on that desert planet was hotter than on
Vulcan, and Will had 'forgotten' to wear protective clothing. No
doubt showing his chest off, Picard thought. The first officer
had been burnt badly. Now his skin was peeling and he was
recovering from sunstroke. He looked like a shedding Reberteen
goosing snake and felt worse. Dr Crusher had confined him to
sickbay so that she could keep an eye on him.
So, now his first officer and counsellor were in sickbay until
further notice, Jean-Luc was glad that he had chosen to go to
Deep Space nine for his shore leave. He had enjoyed relaxing on
the promenade, and catching up with a few old friends.
"Permission to come aboard sir!" the young Ensign requested with
a snappy salute.
"Permission granted Ensign," Jean-Luc said returning her salute.
"Sorry to hear about the transporter troubles down there."
"A temporary glitch. You know transporters - so unpredictable."
"I do indeed. Now if you would proceed to your quarters and
unpack, I will arrange for you to meet Dr Crusher in sickbay in
half an hour."
"Ten minutes should be fine sir."
"Alright then ten it is. Try not to have any malfunctions this
time."
"Understood sir!" she said and exited quickly.
Picard followed suit and headed for sickbay. As he walked in he
saw Will sitting on the end of Deanna's bed: the two of them were
playing chess. Neither of them noticed his entry.
He proceeded to Beverly Crusher's office where he knocked
politely before entering and sitting down.
"Well Jean-Luc, what brings you here?"
"Just notifying you that the new ensign will be coming for her
checkup in about ten minutes."
"Thank you, but couldn't you have contacted me by intercom?"
"I could have, but I need to speak to my two invalid officers as
well."
"Ah. And here's me thinking you came in person just to see me."
"Well that too of course - but don't tell anyone," Picard said
with a wink. "So, how are they doing?"
"Oh fine," Beverly said sarcastically. "They both keep insisting
that they're fine and asking to return to their duties."
"How much longer will it be?"
"Will should be able to return to duties tomorrow, but Deanna
will be off for at least another week."
"Oh. Will Commander Riker need to be put on light duties?"
"I don't see any reason why. Unless of course his back is still
troubling him. I have never had a patient as stubborn as him.
Except perhaps you."
"Thanks," Picard said dryly. "Well I'll just go and chat to them.
Is there a time limit?"
"No. I've tried to restrict visiting times, but they sit there
and talk to each other all day anyway."
"Okay. I'll try and be brief anyway." Jean-Luc exited Beverly's office
and approached Will and Deanna. "Who's winning?" he enquired.
"Deanna's been winning all day," Will said with a smile.
"Is something worng Captain?" Deanna asked, her face full of concern.
"No, no everything's fine. I just wanted to see how you two are doing,
and to ask your opinion on something."
"We're fine. We just want to get back to our duties. What did you want
our opinion about?"
Jen_Luc looked around and saw that no-one was within range before
continuing. "It's Beverly's birthday tomorrow, and I don't know what to
get her. Any ideas?"
Will broke into a grin as he said "How about a ring?"
====================Suppose you'd better cut here too!=====================
Enjoying a long hot summer,
Dayna.
Oh sure! But what's the speed of dark?
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From: cs331295@dingo.cc.uq.oz.au (Sandra Milne)
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.creative
Subject: The New Ensign part 02
Date: 9 Dec 1994 04:55:23 GMT
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Summary: My nemesis on the Enterprise
Keywords: Something I wrote on a dare
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Well you asked ofr it and here it is!
Part 2 of my brilliant story! :-)
BTW, the first line is a reprise of part 1 - just to make sure you know
what's going on!
===========================It starts after this===========================
Will broke into a grin as he said "How about a ring?"
"Pardon?" Jean-Luc was confused.
"Everybody on the ship knows you two have feelings for each
other, so why don't you act on them? Ask her to marry you."
"I can't do that!" Jean-Luc was genuinely shocked. "What if she
says no? Besides which she is - was - my best friend's wife."
"If she says no you won't have lost anything. You'll just be able
to remain friends. I can think of worse things than being married
to Doctor Crusher."
"Counsellor?"
"I think it's a good idea," Deanna said, adding mentally besides
the crew has been taking bets as to how long it would take them
to get around to it. I bet Will suggested it so he could make a
few bets with inside information. Out loud she added, "You should
do it tactfully though. Lead up to it."
"You mean wine her and dine her and then pop the question?" Jean-
Luc was starting to like the idea. Maybe it isn't so crazy after
all, he thought.
"Yes. If I were you that would be how I would do it. Take her
down to one of the holodecks. Make it somewhere special. A French
restaurant perhaps. Violins playing quietly in the background
etcetera. I'm sure you can work out the details." Will was
genuinely surprised. He had not expected Picard to accept the
idea so readily.
"Yes. Well thank you both. You've been a great help. I'll see you
on duty tomorrow will I commander?" Jean-Luc changed the subject
quickly as Beverly emerged from her office.
"If I'm permitted to leave sickbay," Will returned aiming it
partly at Beverly.
"I think you should be able to return to duty tomorrow, providing
you don't overdo it."
"Well I guess I will be returning to duty then sir."
"Alright then I'll see you tomorrow. Doctor, Counsellor." Jean-
Luc nodded politely and beat a hasty retreat as Beverly looked
like she was about to speak to him.
As Jean-Luc was leaving the new ensign entered. Beverly, who was
following Jean-Luc stopped, and escorted the ensign over to a
couch.
"You would be the new ensign Captain Picard told me about."
"Yes I am."
"Okay. Sit up on here and I'll be with you in a second." Beverly
then went and got a tricorder. She went back and scanned the
ensign with it. "Hmmm." Beverly furrowed her brow. "You have a
couple of strange readings. Have you been feeling alright
lately?"
"Well I was a bit off-colour yesterday when I woke up, but that
passed about lunch-time."
"Have you been sleeping alone lately?"
"That's a very polite way of putting it. No. I haven't. For the
past week I have been sleeping with my boyfriend. Mainly because
we knew we probably wouldn't be seeing each other again for a
while. But we were careful."
"Come into my office. I think we have something very important
to discuss," Beverly said and led the way.
Once they were seated, Beverly continued "You have been pregnant
recently." Beverly said it almost like an accusation.
"Yes I have." Dayna wasn't very willing to discuss it.
"Well, what happened?" Beverly was concerned at the young
ensign's sudden change in attitude. She was now chewing a
fingernail, and obviously did not want to talk about it.
"I had a miscarriage." The ensign had a sad expression on her
face.
"Oh." Beverly was embarrassed. "I'm sorry. I haven't had a chance
to review your medical records yet."
"That's okay. Happens all the time."
"How far along were you?" Beverly was a bit upset.
"Four months. I was starting to show too."
"And becoming attached to the idea of having a baby huh?"
"Yeah. I was bit upset when I miscarried. But I'm over it now."
"Okay. This won't affect how you do your duties will it?"
"No of course not! I don't think about it much any more. Anyway," she
said changing the subject, "I'm supposed to see counsellor Troi. I'm kinda
filling in for her until she's well again."
"What sort of duties will you be doing?"
"I'm going to be teaching classes to the younger children, and
I'll be stationed in medical the rest of the time. So you'd
better get used to the idea of having me around."
"In medical? I wasn't told about that." Beverly looked like
someone was going to be in big trouble.
"I thought you would have been told by now." Dayna was confused.
"Should I check with Captain Picard? I specialised on many things
at the academy. I could easily be put into a different
section."
"No, no. It's fine. I really needed someone else here, and I
didn't expect to be getting someone so soon. Usually it takes
ages to get more staff because we spend so much time away from
Starbases. Well, welcome aboard Ensign Jefferies."
"Thanks. Now is Counsellor Troi one of the invalids playing chess
out there?" The ensign nodded towards sickbay.
"Yes. She's the one lying in the bed."
"What can you tell me about her?"
"Well, she's half Betazoid, and she's a great counsellor."
Beverly was clearly amused at the question. "Why do you ask?
You're a full telepath and you should be able to pick out of my
brain what you want to know."
"I would never do that! It wouldn't be polite! And besides, I
needed to see what sort of relationship you have with her. I can
tell that you are best friends, and that you share some of her
deepest secrets and you some of hers."
"How could you tell all that if you weren't 'picking my brain'?"
"Just by the feeling you had when you were describing her. I'm
also very perceptive. I can also tell that her and Commander
Riker share something very precious."
"You are extremely perceptive."
"Nah. I picked his brain. Sort of anyway. It's very easy to pick
up thoughts when someone is thinking them as loudly as he is. I
don't know how she can stand it. Ten minutes with him would drive
me crazy. Anyway, I'd better go and see her. Catch ya later."
"Bye."
The ensign approached the bed on which Commander Riker and
Counsellor Troi were playing chess. "I'm supposed to report to
Counsellor Troi," she said boldly. "I hope I'm not interrupting.
I'll come back later if I am."
"No, no Ensign. I was just about to admit defeat anyway"
Commander Riker said with a grin. "I need to see Dr Crusher. I'll
see you later Counsellor, Ensign."
"Bye Will," Deanna said. "So Ensign, what can I do for you?"
"Well I'm the new ensign and I was told that I would be kinda
filling in for you until you're better."
"Okay. Well for starters what's your name? I can't keep calling
you 'the new ensign' can I? You can call me Deanna by the way."
"My name is Dayna Maree Jefferies. My friends call me DJ, and my
superiors call me 'a pain in the neck', but you can call me
whatever you choose."
"I shall call you Dayna. Alright Dayna, Have you done any
counselling before?"
"Yes I took a course on psychology at the academy. They make all
Betazoids take it. All you have to do is ask them some questions
about their problem, and then help them find a solution. Oh, and
you have to seem interested in them or they won't talk. How am
I doing?"
"Great. It's an interesting way to describe what I do, but it's
fairly close to being accurate. You will also have to be on the
bridge when the Captain needs you there."
"Why would the captain need me on the bridge?"
"He needs someone there who can give him further insight into
certain situations. I'm usually on the bridge when I don't have
any appointments. And, since you're new to the ship, I really
should give you a session. I do that with all the new Ensigns,
just to make sure they are doing okay. So, how did you come to
be on the Enterprise? You must have done well in your graduating
class at the Academy."
"Yes I did. I finished top of my class. I graduated with my
brother and sister, they tied for second in the class" Dayna
appeared to be amused by the question.
"It takes two weeks for your first assignment to come through.
What did you do after you graduated?" As soon as she asked the
question, Deanna felt a great sense of amusement from Dayna.
Dayna looked a little bit embarrassed. "Perhaps you should
rephrase your question as 'What didn't you do after you
graduated?'! We went on a massive pub crawl. That's where you
start at a pub, and go to every pub in the vicinity and drink
until you can't stand up. It's only supposed to last one night,
but our's lasted for a whole week. The only reason I know how
long it lasted is because I have no memories of that week. Just
of waking up with a terrible hangover a week later. I have no
idea what I did during that time, but I woke up on starbase
twelve in bed with someone I didn't know. I then had to inform
the academy where I was, because I was supposed to be getting on
a shuttle to starbase twelve that morning. I still don't know how
I got there, or when. But I do know now who I woke up with."
"Who?" Deanna was intrigued and amused by Dayna's story.
"Perhaps I shouldn't say, because I know you know him." Dayna now
looked even more embarrassed.
"Well it's your choice, but if you'd rather not say, then I
understand." Deanna was in fact bursting to know, and she knew
Dayna knew it.
"Okay. His name is..."
==========================Thus ends part 2==================================
Are you bored yet? Or should I post part 3?
Enjoying a long hot summer,
Dayna.
Oh sure! But what's the speed of dark?
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From: cs331295@dingo.cc.uq.oz.au (Sandra Milne)
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.creative
Subject: The New Ensign part 03
Date: 9 Dec 1994 13:55:54 GMT
Organization: Prentice Centre, University of Queensland
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Summary: Dayna on the big E
Keywords: Dare!
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Okay. Here it is.
Don't blame me! _He_ wanted to read it!
=================It starts after this========================================
****************************************
On the bridge, Lieutenant Commander Data was monitoring some
extremely unusual readings. He could not however discover the
cause of the readings.
He was beginning to think that he should notify the captain, when
the readings stopped. He then thought that perhaps it was nothing
to worry about, and in any case he could not tell the captain
because there was no longer anything wrong.
***************************
"You didn't! I can't believe you slept with him!"
"You wouldn't like to say it a bit louder would you? So that they
can here it on the bridge perhaps?" Dayna was embarrassed and
that made her sarcastic.
"Sorry. Now you mentioned before that you graduated with your
brother and your sister. How is that?"
"Haven't you read my records yet? I'm one of a set of triplets.
Well actually twins and another child. Jenna and I are identical
twins, and Mark is our fraternal brother. Mark is the oldest,
Jenna next, and I'm the youngest, although there's only twenty-
three minutes between Mark and I. We're the only children in our
family. After us, Mom and Dad couldn't face any more. I don't
blame them either. Besides which, Betazoid triplets are rare. If
they'd had any more children they wouldn't have had as many
opportunities to show us off."
"Yes they are extremely rare. I wonder if my mother knows your
mother?" Deanna cringed inwardly at the thought of her mother.
"I wouldn't be surprised. My mother knows everyone." Dayna looked
like she was also cringing inwardly.
"So does my mother. She's the Betazoid ambassador. She makes it
her business to know everyone."
"Sounds like my mother." Dayna grinned. "I gather from your
reaction that you don't enjoy having your mother around. I know
how you feel. My mother is too overbearing too. Anyway, back on
track. Do you have an office?"
"Yes, but I do most of my counselling from my quarters. It helps
people to feel more at home. Feel free to use the office if you'd
prefer not to use your quarters."
"No. It's fine. My quarters are little small, but that should
serve to make them seem more cosy."
"Are you sure?" Deanna said, a worried frown on her face.
"I'll be fine. Really. Don't worry. Anyway I'd better get going.
I'm on duty in nine hours, and it always takes me at least an
hour to wind down from an exciting day."
"You should try the holodeck to wind down," Deanna recommended.
"No I prefer music. How comprehensive are the music databases on
this ship?"
"I'm not sure. They should have anything you ask for though. If
they don't, then see Commander Data. He should know how to get
what you want. You're not looking for something really obscure
are you?"
"No. I'm just into twentieth century music. I'd better go now.
Bye!"
"Bye," Deanna called. Whew, she thought. That is one complicated
kid.
"Oh to be nineteen again," Will said as he returned to Deanna's
bed.
"Nineteen? I got the impression she was much older than that."
Deanna was a little confused. "At a guess I would say that she
couldn't be any younger than twenty, even though she looks no
older than sixteen."
"No she's definitely nineteen. I had a chance to go over her
records the other day. She's the youngest serving ensign on the
ship. Not bad looking either," Will added with a smirk.
"Eyes off. You don't need to go chasing teenagers now."
"Yes Deanna." Will attempted to look meek.
"Give it up. Let's get back to our game."
*******************************
Dayna awoke with a start. Someone was calling her. She listened
and the call came again. She could not hear anything with her
ears: the call was inside her head. It was a voice she knew well.
In answer to the call she got dressed and went to meet the
caller.
**************************
======================End here===============================================
Just a small part this time. I suppose to make up for it you want me to
post part 4?
Okay, but just this once!
Enjoying a long hot summer,
Dayna.
Oh sure! But what's the speed of dark?
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From: cs331295@dingo.cc.uq.oz.au (Sandra Milne)
Newsgroups: alt.startrek.creative
Subject: The New Ensign part 04
Date: 9 Dec 1994 13:58:40 GMT
Organization: Prentice Centre, University of Queensland
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Summary: Dayna on the big E
Keywords: Dare!
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Okay, here it is. Enjoy. (<- not mandatory :-) )
========================It starts after this===============================
Guinan looked up from the bar. "DJ! Is that really you?"
"You know it is. It's nice to see you again Guinan. So, what's
up that you dragged me out her at this time of the morning?"
"I just wanted to see how you are. I didn't mean to wake you up
though. Sorry about that."
"That's okay. Well I'm fine. I'm about the same as I was last
time I saw you, except I'm about five years older."
"Nobody is the same after five years of living. That's the _idea_
of living. How are your brother and sister?"
"They're fine. Jenna's on the Melbourne and Mark's on a science
research vessel. They're both where they want to be."
"You miss them don't you?"
"Yes. We haven't been ever been apart for an extended period of
time. I left in such a hurry that I didn't get to say goodbye
properly. I fact I'm not even sure I said goodbye at all. I wish
I could remember."
"I'm sure you did. Anyway you guys can communicate over long
distances, so you aren't really apart are you?"
"I guess not. So what are _you_ doing here. I didn't know you
were on the _Enterprise_. How long have you been here?"
"A while. I'm one of the bartenders. It's good work."
"Yes I can imagine you fixing everyone's problems. Why didn't you
become a counsellor? Mum always said you'd be good at that."
"Counselling's such a hassle. Bartending's more sneaky. Besides,
most people don't even know they're being counselled until
they've come up with the solution to their problem. Why are _you_
here?"
"Well, I've been assigned to medical, but I'm also helping
Counsellor Troi until she's well again, and I'll be doing some
teaching in the school."
"That should keep you out of trouble. Teaching eh? What are you
going to be teaching?"
"Music. Specifically twentieth century earth music. I've been
really interested in it since the academy. There was a compulsory
music class, and we had to do an assignment on any kind of music
we found to be particularly interesting. They exposed us to many
different kinds of music from many different planets. I took a
particular interest in twentieth century earth music - especially
the stuff they called 'Rock and Roll' and 'Heavy Metal'. I have
yet to discover why they were called this though. I like it more
than the new age stuff coming out now."
"Ah, that's nice. Are you qualified to teach, or are you just a
consultant?"
"You don't really need to be qualified these days. If you know
your subject well enough, you can teach it. Besides which, I've
been teaching instrumental music since I was thirteen and I
haven't had any problems."
"Yes, but you could play seven instruments by then. Have you
picked up any more since then?"
"I've been pretty busy, so I've only had time to learn two more
instruments - earth saxophone and euphonium."
"Only two eh? That makes a grand total of nine instruments. Not
bad for someone of your talents. Do you still teach instruments?"
"Only when I'm asked especially. I don't go advertising it around
if you know what I mean. Anyway, I'd better get back to bed. I'm
on duty in four hours and I'm really tired. See you round?"
"Count on it. See you later DJ."
********************************
As Dayna entered Sickbay, she could sense there was something
wrong. In fact it didn't take Betazoid telepathy to figure that
out.
There were bodies in beds all around the room, and Doctor Crusher
was scanning another one, a puzzled frown on her face.
"Oh good. I'm glad you're here," she said looking up at Dayna.
"We've had something of an epidemic. So far twelve people have
come down with a rather strange disease. It's not like anything
I've ever seen before. I need you run a check on the computer to
see if you can discover what it is. Here's a list of the
symptoms," she handed Dayna a computer pad. "Don't take too long.
I need to know if it's contagious, or fatal."
Dayna wasted no time in feeding the information into the
computer. It took even less time for the results to come through.
"Doctor Crusher? I think you should see this," Dayna called
handing Beverly a computer pad.
Beverly read the results quickly."You're sure this is correct?
Yes of course you're sure. Well we'd better start treating them."
Beverly then busied herself giving orders and treating patients.
**********************************
"Captain Picard please report to sickbay."
As soon as Jean-Luc heard the request, he started feeling a sense
of dread. It was the worried tone in Beverly's voice that clued
him in that something was wrong.
As he entered sickbay, someone gave him a surgical mask and
instructed him to put it on. He did so and surveyed sickbay. It
looked like a disaster zone. There were people everywhere, and
they all had the same rash. He spied Doctor Crusher giving a
hypospray to a young child.
"Captain. Could you come over here please." Beverly then handed
the hypospray to a nurse and led the way to her office.
"Captain, it seems we have an outbreak of measles," she said as
they entered her office.
======================Ends here==========================================
It gets more and more pathetic doesn't it?
Enjoying a long hot summer,
Dayna.
Oh sure! But what's the speed of dark?
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Subject: The New Ensign part 06
Date: 20 Jan 1995 05:55:41 GMT
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Here it is. Sorry about the wait, but I went on holiday for a month.
PART 6.
========================It starts here=================================
Counsellor Troi was released from Sickbay a couple of days later
and resumed her normal duties.
Dayna was - to say the least - overjoyed. She had neither enjoyed
nor wanted the counselling position, and she was glad to be free
of it.
***********************************
Data entered sickbay and Dayna saw him. She went over to him and
said "Hello Commander. You're a little early. I'll go and see if
Doctor Crusher is ready to see you yet."
"Please do not bother her yet," Data said as Dayna turned.
"Okay," Dayna replied.
"I wish to speak to you first. I have a problem I believe you may
be able to help me with."
"Me?" Dayna was - to say the least - surprised.
"I read in your academic file that you have an excellent rapport
with computers. You did many essays on the history of computers
and got extra credit."
"That's putting it mildly. Those essays were punishment resulting
from my 'excellent rapport with computers' as you so eloquently
put it." Dayna was flattered, and that made her sarcastic.
"That is precisely the reason I need _your_ help. I will contact
you later and tell you when I shall need you. I believe you
should go and fetch Doctor Crusher now."
As Dayna went to fetch the Doctor, she pondered over why her
knowledge of the history of computers should be useful to someone
as advanced as Data. She could not come up with even a single
reason, so she pushed the thought out of her mind.
**************************************
[Beep!] went the doorbell.
"Come in!" Dayna called. She was sitting on her bed brushing her
wet hair.
Data entered her quarters and she called "In here." He entered
her bedroom and stood in front of her.
"Sit down please," Dayna said patting the bed next to her. Data
sat. "Now I assume you've come to tell me why you need my help."
"Your assumption is correct Ensign. I need you to teach me to
play a game."
"I beg your pardon?" Dayna almost fell of the bed in shock. "You
want me to teach you to play a game?"
"That is correct Ensign."
"Okay. What's the game called? And why do you need someone who
knows about computer history to teach you. I would've thought
that you would know a lot more than me about computers and their
history."
"That is correct. The game is called 'Tetris'. I found it while
searching through the computer archives. It involves geometric
shapes moving from the top of the screen to the bottom, but I
cannot find a purpose, or a way to control their descent."
"Can you bring it up on my console screen?" Dayna asked him. The
game intrigued her.
"Yes. It will not be difficult." They moved into Dayna's living
area and over to her terminal. "Computer, access PC archives,
directory 'Games', file 'Tetris'."
In a matter of seconds the opening screen of the game appeared.
Dayna took one look at the screen and headed for the replicator.
She was halfway there when suddenly she gasped and staggered. She
managed to reach the relicator, and leaned against the wall for
support.
"Are you alright Ensign?" Data asked, an approximation of a
concerned look on his face. "Perhaps you should go to sickbay."
"Yes Sir," Dayna said weakly. "I need to see Counsellor Troi as
well."
Data immediately tapped his communicator. "Counsellor Troi to
sickbay please," he said into into it.
"I'm on my way," came the response.
"Can you walk?" Data asked Dayna.
Dayna attempted a couple of steps, but could not manage it.
"It is alright," Data assured her. "I will carry you there."
Data easily lifted her and carried her all the way to sickbay.
Beverly saw them arrive, and was immediately in charge of the
situation. She instructed Data to put Dayna on a couch, and then
politely told him to move away.
Beverly began scans and tests on Dayna, while the Ensign squirmed
and muttered.
Beverly was worried. There did not seem to be anything wrong, but
Dayna's pain was off the scale.
Cousellor Troi entered, and went immediately to Dayna's bedside.
She could only sense pain from Dayna, and was puzzled. It was not
Dayna's pain.
========================End... for now===============================
I'm hoping to get part 7 done by next Monday.
Please: No complaints about the ending of this part. I've got writers block!
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Dayna.
"My dear Miss Shaw, I never report myself anywhere. Particularly not
forthwith." Third Doctor - DOCTOR WHO AND THE SILURIANS.
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Subject: The New Ensign part 07
Date: 27 Jan 1995 02:18:55 GMT
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And here it is!!
======================It starts here======================================
"Dayna," Deanna said to the young Ensign. "Can you hear me?"
"Yes Counsellor Troi," Dayna replied. "I'm okay. And yes you're
right. It's Jenna who's in pain. She has appendicitis. They're
about to remove it."
"How could you know that?" Beverly asked.
"Most identical twins are telepathically linked to some degree.
In Betazoids the link is a little more acute." Dayna took a deep
breath and let it out slowly. "It's okay now. She's been
anaesthetised. Phew. That's the worst pain I've ever experienced.
I hope _I_ never get appendicitis." Dayna paused and looked at
Beverly. "Can I go now Doctor? I'm alright now."
Beverly looked doubtful. "I'm not sure that's a good idea."
"I'll be fine from now on. I promise I'll get plenty of rest."
Dayna answered Beverly's unspoken commands.
"Okay. Well if you need anything..."
"Yes alright." Dayna couldn't bear being fussed over. She climbed
down off the couch. "oh, by the way, what time is it?"
When Beverly told her, Dayna cursed. She was late for a very
important appointment. She practically ran out of Sickbay and
into the nearest turbolift.
***********************************
Dayna entered Ten-Forward, and looked around. She spotted
Commander Riker at a table close to the centre of the room, and
he motioned for her to join him.
She sat at the table, and ordered an orange juice from the waiter
hovering nearby. She made her apologies but Will brushed them
aside.
"Do you remember what we discussed Dayna?" Will asked her,
leaning over the table, his voice low enough so that people at
nearby tables could not hear him.
"Yes, I remember," Dayna replied, her voice at the same volume.
"Let's do it then," Will said sitting back up.
Dayna turned away from him, a stubborn look on her face. She
raised her voice and said, "I can't do it Sir. I also can't
believe you're asking me to do it."
Will turned her face toward him. "It's not a request Ensign," He
said loudly,"it's an order."
Dayna's expression changed from stubborn to defiant. She raised
her voice further and stood. "I won't do it Sir, and you can't
make me."
"Then Ensign, you are relieved of duty, and I hereby confine you
to quarters until further notice. Is that understood?"
"Yes Sir," Dayna replied, looking well and truly chastised.
"Dismissed then."
As Dayna turned away, she had trouble hiding a small smile of
triumph. Will saw it.
"Something amusing you Ensign?" Will asked, his voice dangerously
calm.
"No Sir!" Dayna said beating a hasty retreat. _Phew!_ she
thought. _That was close._
When Dayna reached her quarters, she found Counsellor Troi
waiting outside. _Oh great,_ she thought. _Just the person I want
to see right now._
"Nice to see you up and about again Counsellor," Dayna said out
loud. "Come in. Please. Have a seat."
The two of them entered and seated themselves comfortably in
Dayna's small but comfortable living area.
"What's up Counsellor? No wait don't tell me. You were worried
at my abrupt departure from Sickbay. You know I went to meet Will
- Commander Riker - in Ten Forward. You also sense that we just
had a very public argument. You also sense that both he and I are
trying to hide our feelings from you. It's not intentional
Counsellor, it's just the fewer people who know what the argument
was about the better. If it was up to me, I'd tell you. But it's
not. Anyway I'm now confined to quarters and relieved of duty."
"Do you want to talk how it makes you feel then?" Deanna asked.
"Yeah I guess so. I'm a bit angry. And frustrated. Stop trying
to sense who my anger is directed at. You aren't allowed to know.
Trust me. Maybe you should go before I say something I
shouldn't."
"Alright. I'll come and check on you later," Counsellor Troi said
as she stood up to leave.
"I'd really rather you didn't," Dayna told her, mentally trying
to hide her real thoughts.
"Okay I won't then," Counsellor Troi said slightly huffily.
"Goodbye Ensign," she said on her way out the door.
"Bye Counsellor," Dayna said as the door shut. When she was sure
Deanna wasn't coming back, she put her head in her hands and
sobbed.
*********************************
=========================Ends here... for now===========================
Hopefully another part by the end of next week.
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Dayna.
"My dear Miss Shaw, I never report myself anywhere. Particularly not
forthwith." Third Doctor - DOCTOR WHO AND THE SILURIANS.
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From: cs331295@dingo.cc.uq.oz.au (Sandra Milne)
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Subject: The New Ensign part 08
Date: 31 Jan 1995 02:55:02 GMT
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Well here it is folks.
=========================It starts here================================
[Beep!] went Dayna's door chime. She ignored it. It rang again;
and again a third time. When it was obvious that she wasn't going
to answer, the visitor entered.
"I know you're in here Dayna," he called. "I won't leave until
we've spoken."
"Sit down. I'll be out in a minute," Dayna called from her
bedroom. She kept her visitor waiting for a few minutes, and then
reluctantly entered her living area. She sat as far away from the
visitor as was possible. He noticed, but chose not to comment.
"Well did you have something more to say Sir?" Dayna asked her
visitor insolently.
"Quit acting. You know I have to check on your progress. I've got
reports to make."
"I'm not acting Sir. I just had to lie to Counsellor Troi. I
_hate_ lying, especially to Betazoids."
"Well you'd better get used to it, Lieutenant. No one must know
who you really are or why you're on board. It would jeopardise
the mission. Have there been any problems?"
"Yes. I think Counsellor Troi's going to be a major problem.
She's just too sensitive. There's no way I can stop her either,
unless I cut her out totally. Then she'd really be suspicious.
Are you sure we can't tell her?" Dayna was looking extremely
concerned.
"I don't have permission to bring anyone else into our
confidence. Not even the Captain knows. The fewer people who
know, the better."
"Okay. I'll just have to block her entirely. It's going to make
her very suspicious though. I can't guarantee she won't keep
asking questions. She was here just before, and she was very
concerned. I couldn't do anything except pretend I didn't want
her around. How am I supposed to gain her confidence if I can't
even talk to her?"
"I'll have a talk with her. Don't take offence at what I tell her
or act surprised at her reaction. Okay?"
Dayna suddenly stood up. "No way! You can't tell her that!" Dayna
went over to her replicator. "Ice cold lemonade please." The
lemonade materialised and she took a long drink. "Please don't
say that to her," she pleaded. "I wouldn't be able to look her
in the eye again if you tell her something like that. Especially
since it's not true."
Her visitor looked at her suggestively. "How about if we _make_
it true," he said.
Dayna considered it for a moment. "Alright," she conceded. "But
I'm not sure it's the right thing to do. If anyone else finds
out..." she left it hanging.
"No one else is _going_ to find out unless either of us tells
them. _I_ won't tell anyone. Now are you sure about this? There's
still time to change your mind. If you've never done this before-
"
"Of course I've done it before. You can't get into my line of
work without being prepared to do this kind of thing. Let's just
get it over with okay? Data's coming around in an hour, and-" She
broke off suddenly as his lips brushed hers gently.
One kiss turned into many, and for the next hour not a word
escaped either of their lips.
***********************************
Dayna dug her visitor in the ribs. "Data should be here in a few
minutes. Wake up. Remember you said no one else would know?"
"Yes, alright. I'm awake." He didn't move.
"Oh I'm sorry. I thought I meant today," Dayna said
sarcastically. She rolled him out of bed. He hit the floor with
a satisfying thud.
"I was moving," he protested in a muffled voice from the floor.
"Yeah it looked like it too. Come on. Data's going to be here any
second. Get dressed." Dayna threw his uniform down next to him.
"If you're not going to leave before Data get's here, at least
put some clothes on. No point spelling it out for him."
"Alright," he said, standing up and beginning to dress. "I'll
come back later and let you know what Counsellor Troi says." He
finished dressing and gave Dayna a quick kiss. "See you later
darlin'," he said in an imitation of a Southern drawl.
"Ya'll come back now y'hear," she replied in a better imitation.
****************************************
"Thank you for your help Ensign," Data said as he was leaving.
"Anytime Sir," Dayna replied, almost pushing him out the door.
When the door closed, Dayna breathed a sigh of relief. _Phew_,
she thought. _Now I can get some sleep. What a day._
As she was getting ready for bed, her door chime rang. _Not
again,_ she thought, and went to answer it. It was Counsellor
Troi again.
"I hope I'm not disturbing you," she said apologetically. "But
I'd like a quick chat."
"Sure. Come in Counsellor," Dayna said, groaning inwardly.
"I've just had a talk with-"
"Oh. I thought that might be why you were here. Listen, I'm
sorry."
"What for?" Counsellor Troi looked puzzled.
"Well I thought you might not approve, and-"
"It's not for me to approve or disapprove. What you do on your
own time is your business. Do you want to talk about it?"
"You mean compare notes?" Dayna laughed. "I don't think so. I'm
also sorry for the way I acted before."
"I understand. I often get stand-offish when I think someone
doesn't approve of what I'm doing. Well, you look tired. I'll go
and let you get some sleep. Goodnight Ensign."
"Goodnight Counsellor. And thanks."
"Anytime," Deanna said as she went out the door.
**********************************
Dayna had a troubled sleep and awoke feeling like she hadn't
slept at all. She had to see Doctor Crusher that day for a
routine medical. Privately she thought Doctor Crusher just wanted
to make sure she really was alright after the incident the day
before.
Dayna decided to skip breakfast, as she didn't feel like it. She
walked fast, and arrived in Sickbay a few minutes early.
"I'll be right with you," Beverly called. "Just take a seat over
there," she continued, pointing to a medical couch.
Dayna went over and seated herself.
Shortly Beverly appeared and started running tests. At one point
she look puzzled, and made some notes on her computer padd.
When she finished, they moved into her office to discuss the
results. Doctor Crusher still looked puzzled.
"How have you been feeling lately?" she asked Dayna.
"Fine," Dayna replied. "Why?"
"Just that some of your readings are a little strange. It must
be a result of what happened yesterday I suppose. Well, you're
quite fit, and you can go now. I'd like to re-check your readings
next week though, just to be certain you're okay. I'll let you
know when."
*************************************
========================End of part 08===============================
Not the best end of the part I know, but I've got some good stuff coming
up and I wanted to put it all in the same part.
--
Dayna.
"My dear Miss Shaw, I never report myself anywhere. Particularly not
forthwith." Third Doctor - DOCTOR WHO AND THE SILURIANS.
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Subject: The New Ensign part 09
Date: 1 Feb 1995 08:09:11 GMT
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Yeah here it is....
===========================It starts here!================================
"What exactly did you say to Counsellor Troi?" Dayna asked her
visitor, who was making a repeat visit. "She didn't seem in the
least upset."
"Does she have a reason to be?" he replied putting his arm around
her and blowing in her ear. "She's an adult, and can understand
mutual attraction when she sees it."
Dayna pushed his arm away and stood up. "Who said I was attracted
to you?" she said paranoidly??.
Her visitor raised his eybrows. "I can tell when a woman is
attracted to me. I can also tell when she refuses to admit it to
herself."
Dayna turned her back on him. She chewed her lip and thought
about what he'd just said. She knew he was right, but didn't want
to actually admit it to him.
"Well, I _like_ you," Dayna finally said. "I guess you could call
it attraction." She paused, and turned around to face him. " Are
you on duty at the moment?" He shook his head. "Well now that
you've told Counsellor Troi we're sleeping together, it seems a
pity to only do it once don't you think?" she asked him coyly.
His answer was a long passionate kiss.
*************************************
"Did you confine me to quarters so you would have a reason to
keep visiting me, or did you have something else in mind?" Dayna
asked her visitor. It was several hours later, and they were
lying in bed talking.
"No, you remember why I confined you to quarters don't you?"
Dayna thought for a moent and then nodded. "Well that won't be
able to happen until this evening. Don't panic. Everything's
going according to plan. Just be patient." He paused and looked
down at her. "Now where were we..."
***************************************
"Computer what time is it?" Dayna suddenly called.
"The time is eighteen-hundred hours and twenty-eight minutes,"
came the reply.
"Okay lets move Will." Dayna nudged him hard in the ribs. "It's
time to get ready."
***************************************
Wearing a hooded cloak over her uniform, Dayna walked next to
Commander Riker. They were about to enter transporter room three
when Dayna suddenly stopped, pulling on Riker's arm to make him
stop too.
He turned to face her. "What's wrong? We'll be late if we don't
go in now. We can't keep someone as important as her waiting."
"Something's wrong. It doesn't feel right. It's okay now. Let's
go." She turned him around, and they entered the transporter room
together.
Will nodded at the operator and a figure slowly materialised. She
was, like Dayna, wearing a hooded cloak. She was the same height
as Dayna, and when she stepped off the transporter pad, she
walked similarly.
She embraced Dayna, nodded at Riker, and the three of them left
the transporter room without exchanging a word.
They walked back to Dayna's quarters in silence. When they
entered, Riker engaged the lock.
Dayna and the other hooded figure sighed in unison and removed
their cloaks. Dayna then threw all decorum aside and hugged the
newcomer.
There was a slight cough from behind them as Riker tried to get
their attention. "This is no time for a family reunion. We have
a purpose, and not long to complete it. You can do the reunion
thing later. Right now we have work to do."
Dayna reluctantly let go of her sister, all three sat down, and
started their planning.
***************************************
"Counsellor Troi won't buy that," Dayna said. "She'll know
immediately what's happening. It'll take her less than a minute
to sense what's going on."
"But surely your sister and you are so similar that she can
reason a way around it?" Riker said stubbornly. "There's no other
way. If we have to we can fix Counsellor Troi so she won't be
able to say anything. Dayna, you're in medical, you're in charge
of taking care of that. I don't care how. If Deanna ruins this,
we'll all pay with our lives." He turned to face Dayna's sister.
"Jenna, you'll need to be ready to act at the right moment. If
anything should go wrong, remember that both you and your sister,
and myself are expendable. No one else is." Jenna nodded.
"Alright are we ready? Good. Then let's get a good night's sleep
and be ready just after beta shift takes over tomorrow. Jenna,
you can sleep in Dayna's quarters with her. I'll be around early
in the morning, so don't spend all night talking. Good night
ladies."
"Good Night Sir," the twins replied in unison. They then looked
at each other and burst out laughing.
After Riker left, Dayna hugged her sister tightly. "I'd better
go and borrow a hypospray from sickbay Jen'," she said. "If
anyone comes to the door, don't answer. I'll be back soon."
************************************
"What is it?" Dayna asked sleepily.
"Get up sis," Jenna replied. "Riker's coming. You slept in. Have
a shower quick." Dayna did so.
"Hello Sir, come in," Jenna said at the door. Ater the door shut,
she continued, "My sister's in the shower. She'll be out in a
minute. Have a seat. I'll see if I can hurry her up."
"Quick Dayna!" Jenna whispered to her sister. "He's here. He's
not sure whether I'm you or me. Wanna have some fun?"
"Alright. My memories are yours but don't embarrass me," Dayna
whispered back. "I'm warning you Jenna. If you embarrass me
you'll live to regret it."
"Okay Sis," Jenna said walking back to Dayna's living quarters.
"So, Will, I hear you've been sleeping with my sister. Was she
good?"
Riker's jaw dropped.
_You're dead!_ Jenna heard in her mind.
_Trust me sis_ she thought back.
_Do I have a choice?_ Dayna thought.
"So was she good?" Jenna repeated. "She was wasn't she?" Jenna
pressed on. Before Jenna could say another word, Dayna appeared,
fully clothed and ready to go. "Told you I could hurry her,"
Jenna said smugly.
*************************************
========================End of part 09==========================
--
Dayna.
"My dear Miss Shaw, I never report myself anywhere. Particularly not
forthwith." Third Doctor - DOCTOR WHO AND THE SILURIANS.