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                               Riker's Dream
                              By Daniel Wynne
                        Dedicated to Rebecca Lundin
                                 Chapter 3

     It had only been 6 hours since Beverly had leapt into Ten
Forward gleefully awaiting the arrival of her son.  Now she shuf-
fled in dismally and found a table secluded in the corner.  She
sat down and store out the Window.  The stars flew towards her
and the disappeared from her view as quickly as they had
appeared.  Geordi LaForge and Dr. Crusher were never very close,
but her saw her sitting there and decided to go cheer her up.
     "Having troubles, Doctor?"  Geordi asked as he sat down.
     "They're nothing big..." Beverly responded after a lengthy
pause.  "I just don't have anything to occupy my time with, so I
just sit and think about them."
     "It's hard being the only two who don't have anything to do,
it just seems that currently there's no need for a ships doctor
or for a chief engineer."
     "Or for a over-protective mother."  Beverly responded wish-
ing she had something alcoholic to drink.  For some reason Guinan
knew that.  When Beverly first arrived on the ship, she found it
unnerving that Guinan knew exactly when to approach and when to
stay away, no she had gotten used to it and actually appreciated
it.
     "What can I get you two?"  Guinan asked.
     "Nothing for me thanks."  Geordi answered and they both
looked over at Beverly.
     "I don't suppose you have anything alcoholic do you, Guina-
n?"
     Guinan smiled.
     "You're not on duty, are you Doctor?"  She asked mockingly.
     "No I'm not."  Beverly answered,
     "I'll see what I can do."  Guinan said as she turned and
shuffled away from their table.
     "Having troubles with Wes."
     Beverly sighed.  "I was checking on Deanna, knowing she was
in a vulnerable state..."  Beverly paused, she couldn't think of
the right words to describe her situation.  "I found him in bed,
with Deanna."
     Geordi suddenly wished he hadn't sat down with the doctor,
and the look on his face showed it.
     "Ugh..."  Geordi stuttered to break the silence.  He was
glad when Guinan showed up with Beverly's drink.
     "There seems to be a lot going on, don't you two have work?"
Guinan asked, half confused, half knowing Geordi needed her to
start up a conversation.
     "Nothing that requires are assistance."  Geordi answered
looking over at the doctor.
     "We do have a briefing in 1 hour."  Geordi said, starting to
stand up.  "I have some things to do before it starts."
     Beverly nodded, and the three of them knew Geordi had
absolutely nothing to do before the briefing.
                                  ******
     Wesley Crusher didn't know where to go.  He knew where his
mother would be, and he knew it wouldn't take long for his mother
to tell most of her friends.  Convenient that her friends con-
sisted of all the senior officers.  He stumbled into the
observation lounge where it was dark.  The observation lounge is
generally dark, but today it was darker than normal.  It was also
deserted, or so Wesley thought.  This lounge always seemed to be
deserted as well. When the Enterprise was constructed, a place
where everyone could go and chat and look at the stars seemed
like a good idea, but really people can go ANYWHERE to chat and
look at the stars.  The observation lounge was a place where you
would go when you really wanted to be alone.
     Wesley sat down in a chair and put up his legs.  He let out
a deep, long, thoughtful sigh before looking up and seeing
Commander Spock looking out the window.
     "Hello."  He said slightly alarmed.
     Spock turned his head and looked at him.  "Hello."
     "You're Ambassador Spock, aren't you."  Wesley said, trying
to drum up some conversation with one of the most respective men
in the federation.
     Spock turned and raised an eyebrow.
     "I thought the work you did with the Romulan's and Vulcan's
was not only courageous but inspiring."  Wesley added.  It never
hurt to compliment an ambassador.
     "I am not Ambassador Spock."  Commander Spock informed
Wesley.  "If an Ambassador Spock does exist, it is I, but in the
future."
     Wesley was confused.  "I assure you Ambassador Spock does
exist."  He said, standing up.  "Computer, give a chronological
log of the works of Ambassador Spock."
     "Accessing."  the computer said as Spock looked over at Wes-
ley.  Learning the future is tempting to Spock's human side, but
it was not logical.
     "Computer, discontinue previous order."  Spock said as
Wesley looked over at him more confused.  "Maybe I should have
been more clear, I am Commander Spock, of 82 years ago.  I have
time traveled to the present time we are in now, and am currently
trying to devise a solution to get to my own time.  If we are not
successful, this very existence will cease."
     Wesley stood up and walked out.  Apparently Commander Spock
didn't understand the purpose of the observation lounge.  Spock
was not offended, he looked up at Wesley as he left the room,
raised an eyebrow, then turned and looked back out at the stars.
     "Fascinating."  Spock continued as he store into
nothingness.  The briefing was scheduled too late, everyone was
sitting around with nothing to do.  Unfortunately for Spock, that
included Lwaxana Troi.
     "Hello."  She said as she strolled up and stood next to
Spock.
     "Hello."  He responded politely.
     "My they are beautiful, aren't they."
     "To a human."  Spock remarked shrugging his shoulders,
assuming she meant the stars.
     "Oh don't give me that."  Lwaxana snapped looking at him.
"The human half of you is right at the surface, I can read it
like a book."
     Spock had never met a Betazed before.
     "I beg your pardon?"
     "Oh goodness gracious, you don't know.  I'm Betazed.  We can
read minds, emotions, feelings, thoughts, everything."
     "Intriguing."  Spock said and then turned and looked out at
the Stars again.
     "My you're afraid."  Lwaxana continued.
     "I assure you I am not."
     "Yes you are, don't deny it."      "I am a Vulcan, ma'am.  I
have been brought up as a Vulcan, I have been taught as a Vulcan,
In every aspect, I am Vulcan."
     "And yet you're here petrified beyond belief."  Lwaxana
pestered further.
     "I am not."
     "Oh yes you are, you just don't know what it feels like.
All your Vulcan obsession has numbed your emotions."
     "If what I am feeling is fear, then it is highly over-rat-
ed."
     "Oh you don't mean that."
     "I don't lie."
     "So you still don't mean that.  You're as human as I am."
     "You are not human, madam."  Spock informed her.  Whatever
she was, she wasn't logical.
     "You know what I mean, I may not have been born on earth,
either were you.  We both have emotions, and we both let them
dictate our lives.  You just deny it, it's not healthy.  You're
like a time bomb ready to explode."
     "You would get along well with Dr. McCoy."  Spock said in
the same voice he always uses.
     "Well then perhaps you should introduce me to him."
     "He would never forgive me."
     Lwaxana turned and swept away with a resounding "Humph."
She was clearly offended.  Spock hadn't intended to offend her
and she knew that, but Lwaxana never passed up a chance to be
dramatic.
                                  ******
     Captain Bashu paced the bridge of his ship, Storm-Glory,
worriedly.
     "Where are they!" He demanded after a considerable amount of
silence.  "They should have found us by now!"  He shouted as his
bridge officers looked alarmed.
     The bridge of the Storm-Glory was not elaborate.  It was
about the size of Picard's ready room, and only held Captain
Bashu, his first officer Prierr, and two helmsmen.  The Storm-
Glory, like most Cardassian ships, was a big ship with little
luxuries and a LOT of fire power.  The ship could easily match
blows with the Enterprise, and they were waiting for the
opportunity.
     "Why haven't they found us!"  Bashu demanded.
     "Maybe they're not even looking for us?"  Prierr suggested.
     "They're looking for us."  Bashu said grimly as he sat down.
"They have some sort of plan, they know we are here."
     He was right, the Enterprise knew exactly where the Storm-
Glory was, but they were dealing with other problems right now.
     "Maybe they are pre-occupied." Prierr offered.
     "What are you talking about!"  Bashu yelled as he stood back
up.  "What could be more important than what WE have."  He
slammed his fists down on a small console that was used to
communications with the ship.  Prierr and the two helmsman
flinched.  "They're making us wait."  He said slyly.  "They're
going come and get up after we've sweated it out.  Well I'm not
worried.  Come and get me you spineless federation scum.  Come
and get me."
     Prierr hated it when his captain got drunk.
     "Wouldn't it make sense to sell this information now, before
they get to us?!" Prierr offered again
     "Are you kidding." Bashu shot down.  The two helmsmen,
however, where beginning to wish Prierr was Captain.  "The
Federation will offer us much more for this than any ferrengi
trader."
     Prierr nodded, it was true as far as he knew.  And he didn't
feel like arguing with Bashu much longer, it got tiresome.  "Then
all we can do is wait."  He remarked in his usually calm voice.
     "Yes.."  Bashu finally agreed as he sat down slowly.  "Yes,
we'll just sit here and wait."



































                                 Chapter 4

     Everyone was glad that it was time for the conference,
everyone but Will and Deanna.
     "Come back when it's over."  Deanna pleaded as Will was j
just finishing getting dressed.
     "Of course."  He said, leaning down and kissing her.  They
both knew he wouldn't.
     Geordi had gotten to the conference particularly early.
Captain Picard had saw him go in and joined him.
     "What do you make of all this, Mr. La Forge?"  Picard asked
as he began to sit down.
     "It's one big mess."  Geordi answered, standing at the front
of the room.  "Worse yet there's nothing we can do.  We are all
sitting around with more problems then the Enterprise has bolts,
and we couldn't do anything until this conference.
     "Well, now maybe we'll get to the bottom of things."
     Just then Commander Riker walked in.
     "Number 1."  Picard said, nodding his head to greet Riker.
     "Captain, Mr. La Forge."  Riker responded making similar
head motions to the both of them.
     It didn't take long for the room to fill.  Next came in
Kirk, Scotty, and Spock, followed by Dr. Crusher.  Data showed up
next, at exactly the right time.  Wesley followed shortly,
Captain Picard had specifically asked Wesley to join them.  Of
course Lwaxana was considerably late, not that she was doing
anything important.
     "Greetings, all."  She said as she bounced in.
     "Ahh, Good."  Picard said, standing up and offering her the
seat next to him.  "Now let's begin.  Number 1, what information
were you able to get on Captain Bashu?"
     Riker stammered, he had forgotten all about Captain Bashu.
     "You did do your task and find out about Captain Bashu,
didn't you Commander?"  Picard asked, he was obviously not
pleased.
     "I took the liberty of that task, Captain."  Data chimed in,
much to Riker's relief.
     "I see, well than Mr. Data, the floor is yours."  Picard re-
sponded and than sat down after giving Riker a look that showed
his displeasure.
     "Captain Bashu."  Data began, "Is a Cardassian Military
Specialist who captains the Star Ship Storm-Glory.  The ships
previous mission involved running strategic military maneuvers
deep in Cardassian space.  He was known to have broken off from
the group in the middle of a session on Star Date 46964.3."
     "I see.  And did you, Number 1, contact the Cardassian
President or Star Fleet?"
     Riker looked away nervously.
     "I did that as well sir."  Data responded.
     "Thank you Mr. Data.  Continue."
     "Star Fleet's nearest ship is 6 days away, so are unable to
aid us.  They ask for frequent updates on our situation both with
Captain Bashu and Captain Kirk."
     "And the Cardassians..."
     "claim to have no knowledge of recent events.  Though no at-
tempt was made to contact the Storm-Glory when it broke away from
the others.  The Cardassian President simply says they were
running a routine escape mission, and never came back.
     "Not very believable."  Lwaxana said, opening recent events
for discussion.
     "Indeed."  Picard agreed.
     "What now?"  Kirk shrugged, hoping someone would no the an-
swer.
     "It would seem to me we should set our priorities straight."
Started Picard.  "We have two equally important problems here,
the question is, which is more important."
     "I believe Captain, " Data corrected.  "the question is,
which is more of a threat."
     "Meaning..."  Mr. Spock began, half clarifying half agreeing
with Data.  "which of the two needs to be solved first.  In which
case the problem with Captain Bashu would take priority...the old
Enterprise can wait until we are returned, and we can assist with
your current problem."
     "Agreed."  Kirk said looking to Picard.
     "Yes, so we agree we need to solve our problem with Captain
Bashu."
     Everyone nodded.
     "Well then, with the exception of Mr. La Forge and Wesley
Crusher, would you all join me on the bridge."
     "We'll be in main engineering."  Geordi said as everyone
stood up.
     "And I'll be in Sick Bay preparing for casualties, should we
have a confrontation with the Cardassians."  Crusher added.
     Picard nodded in approvement.  "Very well."
     "We'll beam back to the Enterprise."  Kirk started.  "That
is, the NCC1701-A.  We'll be more useful there."
     Picard nodded and they all left.
                                  ******
     As the transporters engaged and Kirk, Scotty, and Spock left
the Enterprise,  As the turbolift doors opened and Geordi,
Wesley, and Dr. Crusher stepped on, as Picard sat down in his
Command Chair and Riker sat besides him, a spark of life was
created.  A small fetus began to grow.  Although it was still in
it's earliest stage of development, a new life was on the
Enterprise.
     There wasn't any conversation in the Turbo-lift.  Geordi
felt
like a piece of meat standing in between Dr. Crusher and Wesley.
Neither of them wanted to speak with each other right about then,
and they certainly didn't want to be stuck on a turbo-lift
together.  It wasn't exactly the time for small talk.  When your
very existence as you know it is on the line, you don't talk
about the game last night.
     Wesley and Geordi were both greatful when the Turbolift
stopped at sickbay and Dr. Crusher got off.
     "Good luck gentlemen."  She said without looking at them as
she left the turbolift.
     Wesley and Geordi nodded, though she couldn't see it.  The
turbolift continued to move and stopped a few seconds later at
Main Engineering.
     Meanwhile on the bridge Picard had just lay in a course to
intercept the Cardassian Warship, the Enterprise NCC1701-A was
following close behind.
     "Estimated time until arrival?"  Picard asked Data, knowing
he'd get the best estimate possible.
     "59 minutes 39 seconds."
     Picard nodded with acknowledgement.
     "Well then." Riker said.  "I guess all we can do is sit here
and wait."
     "Yes..."  Picard said slowly sitting down.  "Sit here and
wait."
     Everyone rolled their eyes, they hated it when their captain
tried to be dramatic.
     The fetus continued to grow.
                                  ******
     Captain Bashu was much relieved when he learned that the
Enterprise had started on an intercept course.
     "The Enterprise should arrive in 58 minutes."  the helmsman
informed him.
     "Excellent."
     "Captain."  The other helmsmen chimed in.
     "What is it?"  Bashu asked, annoyed.
     "My scanners are reading two Enterprise's."
     "TWO?"  Bashu yelled.  "What is this."
     "Most likely a sensor failure."  Prierr mentioned.
     "Yes, put every available man on the repairs of those
censors, we don't want to go into this blind."
     "It could be a sensor trick by the federation."  Prierr
added again.  Bashu hated Prierr for thinking of everything, but
he also needed him desperately.
     Bashu sat down now deep in thought.
     "Or there may be a cloned Enterprise."  he said, looking up
at Prierr.  Prierr nodded and Bashu was glad he had come up with
an option.  "Very well.  Helmsman."  Bashu said standing up once
again, Bashu was like a yo-yo.  "Set a course that will bring us
directly in between the two ships when they arrive.
approximately 20 seconds before their arrival I want you in
engage at Warp 7."
     "Brilliant!."  Prierr said, now standing up.  "That way they
won't get a chance to fire, if there are two ships, they won't
have the element of surprise.  AND we'll know just how many ships
there really are.  Then we'll be able to engage in one of two
pre-planned strategies depending on what we see.  That's amazing.
I'll get to work right away."  Prierr yelled excitedly as he ran
off the bridge.  Bashu didn't bother to tell him that his real
plan was to run away.
                                  ******

     Lwaxana Troi was impatient.
     "Can't we go faster, Captain?"  She pleaded.
     "No!."  The captain demanded, he was getting sick of her
pleading.  "We need the time to organize a sufficient plan."
     "Why don't we just shoot them."
     "That's not a good plan!"  Picard boomed in annoyance.
Riker chuckled.
     "Number 1, you are in no position to be laughing.  You and I
will have a talk after this is all over."
     Riker shut up, but thought evil thoughts about Picard in his
head.  Lwaxana found that humorous.
     "Why Jean-Luc, you should hear what he's thinking about
you."
     Picard turned around and grimaced.
     The mood on the Enterprise was dismal.  The two Enterprise's
warped along side each other towards the Cardassian warship.
There was 32 minutes until they intercepted and absolutely
nothing to do but wait.  Picard was sitting in his chair
twiddling his thumbs while Riker sat next to him worrying about
what Picard meant by a little talk.  Lwaxana found it easy to
entertain herself by talking to Deanna, who really wished she'd
go away.
     I know you're pregnant, little one.
     MOTHER.
     Does this mean you'll be marrying Commander Riker?
     I'm not sure it's Commander Riker's
     The suspense of pregnancy didn't exist on Betazoid.  The
second you were pregnant you could FEEL the child inside you, and
so could your closest family members.  Of course it didn't make
it any easier.  Deanna had some tough decisions to make.
     "We are approaching the Cardassian ship."  Worf informed
Captain Picard.
     "RED ALERT"  Riker yelled standing up.  Kirks face filled
their view screen.
     "Ready Captain."  he said, nodding.
     Picard nodded back and cut transmission.  It was then that
Captain Bashu warped his ship between the two Enterprise's.  They
flew past at Warp 8, as the Storm-Glory left at Warp 7.
     "FULL STOP!"  Picard yelled, and the Enterprise stopped a
few
seconds after the NCC1701-A stopped.  "Open hailing freq..."
Picard stopped right in the middle of his sentence as he
witnessed Kirk fire upon the Cardassian ship.  "GET ME CAPTAIN
KIRK."  Picard yelled.
     Kirks face filled the screen again.
     "This isn't a good time, Captain."  Kirk yelled.  "FIRE."
He shouted to his crew and then turned back to Picard.
     "Captain...."  Picard yelled but was interrupted by the
sound of the impact of the photon torpedoes hitting the Storm-
Glory.  "by firing on them  you are starting a full scale war."
     "They have something you need, you said we must make sure
the Cardassian's do not sell that at any cost."
     "We must talk with them first, we can't just go shooting on
whomever we please."
     "Why not, they did.  They killed 5 ambassadors and injured
many more."
     "Yes but..."
     "But nothing"  Kirk yelled as he cut communications.
     "They're firing again."  Worf said as they looked up and
watched.  "Captain, the Storm-Glory's weapons system was shut
down on the first shot.  They are completely defenseless."
     "Lock phasers on the Enterprise and fire."  Picard said
softly, as he sat down and turned his head.
     The Phaser blast knocked Kirk's Enterprise onto it's side,
it took a few seconds before they came about and returned fire.
     "Shields weakening!, 72%!"  Worf yelled as he gripped his
console tightly to keep his balance.
     "Very interesting."  Bashu chuckled with a huge smile on his
face.
     The Enterprise NCC1701-A circled the Storm-Glory and came to
a full stop.
     "Hail The Cardassians" Picard groaned exasperated.
     "I have them, on screen." Worf informed the captain.
Bashu's face looked calm.  He was smiling slyly.
     "There seems to be some confused-communication between you
and the other vessel, Picard."
     "I assure you tha..." Picard was confused and nerved by
recent events. "That none of this was planned."
     "Well, I would be glad to offer any assistance you may
need."  Bashu sounded as if he was having fun.  "But those blasts
severely damaged our ship."
     "I understand..." Picard was cut off by Worf.
     "Captain, the Enterprise is powering up its phaser banks!"
Worf yelled with urgency.
     Captain Bashu's face quickly changed, he looked worried. He
began to speak quickly and nervously.  "Captain, if anything
happens to my crew there could be serious repercussions between
the Federation and The Enterprise."
     "I am aware of that Captain, Mr. Worf fire full phasers on
the Enterprise."  Picard sounded calm and in control.
     Worf took a few seconds to respond.  "Captain, the
Enterprise has positioned itself directly behind the Storm-Glory,
we can not fire upon it and avoid the Cardassian ship."
     Captain Picard looked down, he was not prepared for this and
wasn't sure what to do.
     "CAPTAIN!"  Bashu snapped nervously.
     "I KNOW, I KNOW"  Picard snapped back.  He turned to give
Worf further instructions but was interrupted.
     "The Enterprise is firing."  Worf said calmly, but obviously
nervous.
     Picard swung around and watched.  He heard the impact and
saw Captain Bashu fly off the screen as he yelled "CAPTAIN!..."
     Picard stuttered before shouting.  "Transfer Shields to the
Storm Glory!"
     Worf began to fly his fingers across his panel, before he
could transfer the shields, however, the Storm-Glory exploded
into a brilliant swirl of red and orange.
     "The Cardassian Vessel has been destroyed sir."  Data
informed the Captain without emotion, then turned to him to see
what he would do next.
     Captain Kirk's face filled the view screen.  He looked
satisfied.  "I'm sorry Captain, but I had to do what had to be
done."
     Captain Picard didn't respond.
     "I'm sure whatever consequences this will have in the future
you will be able to handle."
     Captain Picard still didn't respond, nor had he made eye
contact with Picard.
     Kirk looked slightly confused, he began to explain himself.
"Captain,  we had to do it.  They are ruthless killers with a
deadly weapon...we couldn't allow them to get away with their
crimes..."
     Picard looked up.  "There was years of research on that
ship..."
     "Captain, you said yourself we could take whatever measures
necessary to make sure that the information on Space Station
Prostanit didn't fall into the hands of the Cardassians."
     "Not only that but there was hundreds of lives."
     "It had to be done..." Kirk didn't know what to say, he
wasn't expecting Picard to be this upset.
     "You didn't even talk to them.  You couldn't hail them, ask
them to return it."
     Kirk interrupted "ASK THEM!"  He was astounded by the idea.
"Captain, Please..,!"
     "Negotiate with them.!"  Picard was calm as he interrupted
Kirk.
     Kirk looked very serious and spoke quickly.  "I DON'T
negotiate."
     Picard looked away from Kirk.  "Mr. Worf..."  He paused.
"Fire all torpedoes on the Enterprise."
     "Captain?"  Worf was confused.
     "SHIELDS UP!"  Kirk yelled.  "Mr. Sulu, get us out of
here..."  were the last words Kirk said before he cut
communications, or at all.
     "You heard what I said, destroy that ship."  Picard said,
pointing.
     The phaser blast stunned the Enterprise of the past, the
seconds torpedo would have blown it to bits after a few seconds,
the four that followed sped up the process.
     "She's gone."  Riker said standing up.
     "What's going to happen to us?" Lwaxana said, petrified. Her
lower lip trembling.















                                 Chapter 5

     Riker eyes opened quickly.  He was sweating and breathing
heavily.  He felt the warm, moist, breath of his companion
breathing on his neck.
     "What's wrong?"  He heard whispered, as a gentle hand
stroked his muscular back.
     "I had the strangest dream."  Riker whispered back as he
rolled over.
     He was shocked to see the big brown eyes of Wesley Crusher
looking back at him, but he wasn't disappointed.  He wrapped his
arm around Wesley's waist and told his story.
     "I dreamed I was 1st officer of the federations flagship,
and that we were fighting with the Cardassians."
     Wesley chuckled softly.  "You are the 1st officer of the
Enterprise, and you did fight the Cardassians."
     "And the old Enterprise?"  Riker said, sitting up and very
alarmed.
     "It all happened.  Nothing changed though.  We don't know
why.  You hit your head leaving the bridge, mom said that you may
be confused when you woke up considering recent events."
     Riker was very confused, he lay back down and looked back at
Wesley.  Things we just beginning to come back to him.  "Does
your mom know about us?"  He asked.
     "Mom was in such a state after I told her I was going to be
a father, I didn't think it was a good time to tell her I was
sleeping with the ships 1st Officer.  Besides, I didn't know this
was going to happen."
     Riker really wished he knew what was going on.  He convinced
himself it was a joke, until Wesley rolled over, half on top of
him.  They looked at each other for a brief second and then began
to kiss.  It was more wonderful than Riker had imagined, and he
had thought about it a lot.
                                  ******
     Deanna and Beverly were sitting in Deanna's office
discussing recent events.
     "Are you going to keep it?"  Beverly asked.
     "I think so, yes."
     "Are you sure it's Wes's."
     "Yes."  Deanna said, nodding.
     "Wes will want it to you know, what do you plan to do about
him?"
     "He's 19, he can't be a father."
     "Actually."  Beverly said, slightly annoyed.  "He's 20
today, and you should have thought of that before you slept with
him."
     "I know."  Deanna said, depressed.
     "The two of you need to talk."
     "The three of us need to talk."
     They both got up and made their way to Wes's quarters.
Beverly had been staying in Sickbay since her fight with Wesley,
but they were also technically HER quarters, and she could enter
at will.  She did have the courtesy to knock though.
     Wes and Will heard it.
     They were to busy to care.
     You'd think they'd learn by now.
     Beverly shrugged to Deanna and walked in
     They say you could hear the shriek all the way in the next solar system.

I was told I printed the begiing twince, if not, oops, sorry