ATTACHED AGAIN

By: tayryn

DISCLAIMERS: Paramount owns Star Trek and the universe therein. I have only taken my friends out for a joyride. I promise to bring them back unharmed, only a lot happier.

WARNING: This story is rated NC-17, no kiddies allowed. Come back when you’re older.

ATTACHED AGAIN

** Author's note: This scene takes place immediately after the episode titled "Attached". In which Captain Picard and Dr. Crusher are kidnapped and linked telepathically through mind probes. The first scene is the end of the aforementioned episode. **

Picard and Crusher sat at the table. Beverly sighed and placed her napkin on the table.

"That was wonderful."

"My pleasure." Jean-Luc said as he got up. He walked around the table and grabbed a decanter of sherry and two glasses.

As he walked past Beverly, she spoke.

"Don't get me wrong, Jean-Luc." He turned to look at her, "But I'm glad we're not joined at the hip any longer."

He smiled, turned away and began to fill the glasses. "So were you getting tired of my company?"

She took a sip of her wine. "Just tired of bumping into you every thirty seconds." She got up and walked over to him. He handed her a glass. "I was beginning to feel as if you were part of my uniform."

Jean-Luc put down the decanter and raised his glass. "To freedom."

"Freedom." She echoed as she took a sip.

Beverly moved and sat down on the couch. Jean-Luc sat down on the chair across from her. A moment of silence passed between them.

Beverly broke it. "Penny for your thoughts."

Jean-Luc smiled. "I was just thinking, that as distracting as it was, I was beginning to get used to hearing your thoughts. And I find that I miss it."

She nodded. "So do I. It was very intimate." She paused. "You know, last night I couldn't sleep."

"Oh?"

"I was awake for several hours. And thanks to the implants, I got to hear some very interesting dreams of yours."

"A man cannot be held responsible for what his mind does while he's asleep."

She put her glass on the coffee table between them. "What about when he's awake?"

He looked at her, then moved to the edge of his chair. He put his glass on the table and extended his hand to her. She placed her hand in his.

"Now that we've had this unique experience. What do we do?"

She looked at him. "What do you mean?"

"You know exactly what I mean."

"No I don't. The implants have been removed. Remember?"

He stood up and moved around the table to sit beside her on the couch. She turned to face him.

"Now that we know how each of us feels, perhaps we should not be afraid to explore those feelings."

Beverly placed her hand on his face and leaned forward and kissed his cheek. Jean-Luc closed his eyes. Beverly lowered her head as Jean-Luc lowered his, bringing their foreheads together. She brushed her hand over his cheek and let it fall on his chest. She straightened up and looked at him.

"Or perhaps we should be afraid." She paused and they looked each other in the eye. "I think I should be going now."

Jean-Luc nodded. He leaned forward and kissed her gently on the lips. She grabbed her glass and stood up. Jean-Luc got up and walked over to the door controls as Beverly put her glass on the dinner table. He tabbed the controls and the doors opened.

Beverly stopped in front of him. "Good night."

"Good night."

Beverly walked out of the Captain's quarters. The doors hissed shut behind her. Beverly stood outside the doors for a moment. She turned slightly towards the doors, a wistful look on her face. She sighed and walked towards her cabin.

Inside his quarters, Jean-Luc walked over to the window and looked out. He sighed then bent slightly and blew out the candles.

He cleaned up from dinner and then changed into his pajamas and crawled into bed. But he couldn't sleep. He turned and looked towards the direction of Beverly's quarters.

=/\= =/\= =/\=

Beverly lay in her bed, sleep eluding her also. Her mind drifted back to the past day's events.

She and Jean-Luc had come so far in the past day. Finally after so many years of avoiding their feelings, they had admitted how they felt about each other.

She sighed. She felt empty. She wished they could have found a way to keep the implants in so that she and Jean-Luc could function separately without getting nauseous. But they couldn't.

She turned over and looked over towards the direction of Jean-Luc's quarters.

She closed her eyes and tried once again to sleep. She sat up. She grabbed her robe and ran out of her quarters.

=/\= =/\= =/\=

The door chimes to Picard's quarters rang.

Jean-Luc climbed out of his bed and walked into the day area of his cabin. He went to the door control and tabbed it. The doors opened and Beverly glided in, her robe billowing behind her.

"Beverly? What are you doing here?"

She looked at him. "I couldn't sleep."

Jean-Luc nodded. "Neither could I. But..."

She interrupted him. "I couldn't sleep because I was thinking about you and what you said earlier..."

"Beverly..."

She shook her head. "No. Let me finish." She took a deep breath. "I was thinking about what you said and I agree with you. Maybe we shouldn't be afraid to explore our feelings. But I'm just scared that we'll ruin our friendship. And I treasure our friendship too much to do that. And I'm just so confused right now that I'm not thinking straight and probably not making any sense."

Jean-Luc shook his head. "No you're making perfect sense." He paused. "I don't want to ruin our friendship either but neither do I want to sit back and not do anything about how I feel about you. I know on the planet I said that I wasn't in love with you any longer, but I am."

Beverly smiled. "I know. And what scares me is that I know I'm in love with you too." She paused. "Jean, I, uh... Oh I don't know. I don't know what to do."

"Neither do I. All I know is that I want to love you. And I also know that if we do decide to explore our feelings, that we should take it slow."

Beverly looked at him, then shook her head. "Oh to hell with taking it slow."

With that she threw herself into his arms. Their lips came together with a burning passion. Beverly wrapped her arms around his head and pressed her body into his. Jean-Luc enveloped her in his arms and held her tight against him. Their tongues entered and retreated each other’s mouths, exploring and tasting each other. His hands came up to her head and entangled his fingers in her hair. He broke off the kiss as he pulled her head back. He lowered his mouth and blazed a trail of heated kisses down her throat. Beverly moaned. He moved his hands all over her body. She brought her hands to his face and returned his mouth to her eager lips. They broke off the kiss and looked at each other. Jean-Luc brought his hand to her face and gently caressed her cheek.

"Well?" He asked breathlessly. "Where do we go from here? It's your decision. I want you, Beverly. I want you more than you know, but if you want to leave I'll understand."

Beverly looked at him. She stepped away from him and walked towards the door. And despite his words, Jean-Luc's heart dropped. Beverly tabbed the locking controls on the door.

She turned to face him with a sensuous smile on her lips. "I want you too."

She walked into his arms and their lips came together. Jean-Luc held her close and felt her body mould to his. As they were kissing, Jean-Luc bent slightly and scooped Beverly into his arms. He carried her into his bedroom. At the foot of his bed he let her down.

They stood slightly apart. Jean-Luc removed her robe and let it cascade to the floor. His hands went to the buttons on her satin pajamas. He slowly undid each one, while keeping his eyes locked with hers. He slowly pushed her top off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor with her robe. Her pants quickly followed. Beverly stood naked before him. Jean-Luc's gaze drifted away from her face, down over her body. Her breasts rose and fell with each breath. Jean-Luc reached out a hand and cupped one of her breasts. He heard her inhale sharply. He gently caressed her nipple. When it grew hard beneath his fingers, Jean-Luc bent and captured the taut nipple in his mouth and teased it with his tongue. Beverly moaned. Her hands went to his neck and fumbled with the closure of his pajamas. Jean-Luc stood up and grabbed her hands.

"Not yet." he said, his voice husky. "Let me touch you first. I want to know every inch of you."

She smiled at him and nodded.

He ran his hands all over her body. Beverly gasped when his hand went between her thighs. She parted them slightly as Jean-Luc's fingers explored her. His fingers worked their way through the mass of red curls, until they found what they were looking for. Jean-Luc slid a finger into her. Beverly gasped then moaned. She grabbed his shoulders, as her knees grew weak. A flood of sensations shot through her body.

"Oh God, Jean-Luc!!" She moaned through clenched teeth.

Jean-Luc removed his hand and quickly shed his pajamas. He went to lead her to the bed. She shook her head.

"No. It's my turn." She said, her voice husky with emotion.

Jean-Luc smiled and stood there while Beverly explored his body with her hands. She brushed her fingers over his chest, teasing his nipples with her fingertips. She dipped her head and ran her tongue over each nipple. She stood again and resumed her exploration of him. Her hands traveled lower, over his abdomen, to his manhood, standing rigid through a mass of black curls. Beverly wrapped her hand around him and slowly massaged him. Jean-Luc groaned.

"Beverly!"

She released him, then moved her body tight against his. They kissed. Their tongues entering and retreating each other’s mouths.

Jean-Luc held her to him and took a step back. He turned around and gently pushed her on the bed. Beverly inched her way up. Jean-Luc crept catlike after her. He lay atop of her and they kissed again. Their hands roved each other’s bodies. He broke off the kiss and once again claimed one of her nipples in his mouth.

"Oh... God... Jean..." gasped Beverly as more waves of pleasure hit her. "Now... I need you in me now..."

Jean-Luc raised his head. He then parted her thighs with his knee and slowly entered her. Beverly inhaled sharply as he filled her completely. She arched her hips under him as her hands moved over his back to his buttocks and pulled him close.

Jean-Luc gradually began to move inside her, rotating his hips in tiny circles. Beverly moaned. She wrapped her legs around his hips and moved with him.

Their lips came together as Jean-Luc began to thrust into her. Beverly met each of his thrusts with a thrust of her own. Her hands clawed at his back as their tempo increased.

"Oh... Jean... oh God... Jean..." gasped Beverly as wave after wave of sensations shot through her body.

Jean-Luc rolled over on to his back pulling her with him. She straightened up on him as he continued to thrust into her. His hands went to her hips and held her tight against him. Her hands played across his chest. Beverly threw her head back and gasped for breath as one of his hands left her hips and cupped her breast. She looked back down at him and their eyes locked.

Jean-Luc continued to thrust into her. He knew that both of them would be hitting their climaxes soon. His hand left her breast and returned to her hip. He thrust into one last time and was hit by an avalanche of sensations. He groaned aloud.

Beverly felt him explode into her and was suddenly hit with a tidal wave of sensations. A scream of satisfaction burst from her lips.

She collapsed on his chest, exhausted.

They lay that way for a few moments, their bodies intertwined, catching their breath.

Jean-Luc fumbled for the blanket that had been cast aside during their lovemaking. He pulled it over them.

Beverly stretched herself out on him and rested her head on his chest as Jean-Luc stroked her hair.

She sighed contentedly and lifted her head to look at him. "That was definitely worth waiting for." She said smiling.

Jean-Luc smiled back. "I agree."

Beverly put her head back on his chest and listened to his heart beat. She lazily ran her fingers through the matted hair on his chest.

They lay together in a comfortable silence.

Jean-Luc brought his lips to her head and whispered something.

Beverly looked up at him. "What did you say?"

He smiled at her. "I said, I love you."

She smiled back. "I love you too." She shifted her position on him. "Would you like me to show you how much?" She asked with a mischievous grin.

He grabbed her face in his hands and brought her lips down to his. When he released her, he nodded.

She tossed the blanket to the side of the bed then smiled at him again as she began to kiss him. She rained kisses all over his face then down to his neck. She slid her body lower and rained kisses over his chest, pausing to tease his nipples with her tongue. She moved down again and flicked her tongue in and out of his navel. She moved lower still and ran her tongue along the edge of black curls that surrounded his once again rigid manhood. She moved past his manhood and kissed his inner thighs.

Jean-Luc moaned softly as he felt her warm breath move over his manhood. He groaned suddenly as he felt her warm lips wrap themselves around his throbbing member and tease him with her tongue.

"Oh God... Beverly!" He groaned as she continued her pleasurable torture on his body.

She released his member from her mouth and straddled his hips. She grasped his manhood and eased herself on him. She slowly lowered herself on him until he was completely inside her. She then began to move on him, undulating her hips in slow exaggerated movements.

Jean-Luc brought his hands to her breasts and gently teased her nipples with his fingers till they grew taut beneath his caresses.

His hands then dropped to her hips and he began to thrust into her.

Beverly moaned. She placed her hands on his chest as she met him thrust for thrust.

Suddenly, she was hit with a wave of indescribable pleasure. Her inner muscles tightened and she bit her lip as a scream broke from her lips.

Jean-Luc felt her shudder with her climax and felt her muscles contract around his member, suddenly, Jean-Luc felt himself explode inside her. He moaned.

Beverly slowly lowered herself down on him and their lips met. He kissed her with a tenderness that took her breath away.

She eased herself off him and grabbed the blanket. She pulled it over them and snuggled up against him.

"You know." Jean-Luc began. She propped her head up on her elbow and looked down at him. "I think we're getting rather good at this." He paused. "As Captain of this ship I hereby order that we should make love as often as possible for both medical and morale purposes."

She laughed and playfully hit him. "Medical purposes? And what do you know about medicine? Are you a doctor?"

"No, but I do know that if I don't make love to you everyday or at least every other day I'll go crazy."

She allowed a small smile to play on her lips. "Oh really? And if I don't obey your orders?"

He grinned then suddenly pulled her on top of him. She squealed as he held her tight against him. "Then I'll have you confined to my quarters until you do obey and when you do I'll have you confined here indefinitely."

"That sounds like something I could live with. But how would you explain my being confined to your quarters to the rest of the crew?"

He shrugged. "I'm the Captain. It's a personal decision for personal and medical reasons."

She laughed again and kissed him. "Well, as Chief Medical Officer, I concur wholeheartedly with you." She paused, "The only problem I can foresee from making love everyday is exhaustion, because you seem to have an insatiable sexual appetite."

He nodded. "You're right." And with that he rolled her over onto her back. Beverly felt him slide into her and sighed contentedly.

"You're crazy, Jean, but I love you anyway." She paused and went to continue but he silenced her with a hungry kiss and began to make love to her again...

=/\= =/\= =/\=

Beverly rolled over expecting to find Jean-Luc next to her. When she didn't feel his body she opened her eyes. She sat up and looked around. She called out for him. When he didn't answer she got out of bed and grabbed her robe, which had been placed on one of the chairs in the room. She started to walk into the day area of the cabin when she heard the shower going. She smiled and walked into the bathroom.

She shed her robe and walked into the shower behind him. She wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed his shoulder.

He turned around in her arms and wrapped his around her. They kissed as the water beat down on them.

"Good morning." he said when they stopped kissing. "Did you sleep well?"

She nodded. "What little that I got. I was right when I said that you were insatiable."

He looked at her. "Me? What about you? I seem to recall someone waking me up at least two or three times to make love."

"Point taken. So it looks like we're perfectly matched. We're both insatiable."

He smiled at her. "Yes we are. So I guess that means you won't mind if I make love to you again." He said as he lifted her into his arms.

"Jean-Luc! In the shower?"

"Of course." He replied as he moved her against the shower wall.

Beverly felt him enter her and wrapped her legs around his hips. Jean-Luc pressed himself tighter against her. Beverly moaned and thrust herself against him.

Steam from the shower rose up around them. Jean-Luc kissed her with an almost animalistic passion. Beverly moaned and wrapped her arms around his head keeping his lips captive to hers.

He continued to thrust into her and felt her body tremble as a series of sensations coursed through her body.

She moaned against his lips and wrapped her legs tighter around him.

Jean-Luc thrust into her a few more times and felt he explode inside of her. His groan of satisfaction was muffled by her lips. A few seconds later, a flood of sensations engulfed Beverly. She screamed into his lips and sagged against him.

Jean-Luc rested his hand against the shower wall for support. He stepped back a bit to allow Beverly to ease herself off him.

She stood against him and kissed him gently. "Wherever did you get the idea for this?"

Jean-Luc grinned. "I'm not sure, but I've often dreamed about making love to you in here."

She looked at him with a mischievous smile on her face.

"Now that makes me curious to find out where else you've dreamed of making love to me. I know of a few, and I must say they sound rather interesting and that I look forward to trying them out."

"Well," he said smiling at her. "I'll do my best to accommodate you."

She laughed. "I'm sure you will."

They quickly finished up their shower. Beverly dried off and got into her robe.

"I'll go fix us something to eat." She said as he finished toweling himself off. "Coffee and croissants, right?" She said with a smile.

He smiled back and whipped the towel at her. She laughed and walked out.

Jean-Luc grabbed his robe and followed her.

He sat down at the table while she called up breakfast on the replicater. A few seconds later she walked over and placed their breakfast on the table. She sat down and they began to eat. They talked amicably while they ate.

When they were finished, Beverly cleared away the dishes. Jean-Luc watched her and smiled.

Beverly looked over at him and saw that he was watching her.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Who says I'm thinking about anything?"

"I do. You've got that look in your eye."

He smiled. "I was just thinking how beautiful you are and how lucky I am."

She smiled at that and walked over to him. She sat down in his lap and they kissed. Long and slow.

"You're not the only one who's lucky." She said when they stopped kissing.

She glanced over at the chronometer on the wall. "What time does your shift start?"

"Nine o'clock. Why, what time is it?"

"Eight o'clock, and my shift starts at nine also."

Jean-Luc looked at her. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

She smiled down at him then kissed him lightly. She stood up and faced him. She pushed her robe off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor.

Jean-Luc smiled and felt himself grow hard at the sight of her. He reached his hands out and grabbed her waist. He pulled her to him and buried his face in her breasts. Beverly moaned as he captured one of her nipples in his mouth. She brought her hands to his head and ran her fingers through the fringe of gray hair.

She stepped back from him and helped him to stand. She undid his robe and pushed it from his body. She led him to another chair and gently pushed him into it.

She straddled him and felt his member enter her. She started to rock on him.

Jean-Luc enveloped her in his arms and thrust into her as she moved on him. Beverly moaned again as she felt his hands caress her body. She brought her lips to his and teased him with her tongue.

Jean-Luc thrust into her a few more times and they hit their climaxes simultaneously.

Beverly sagged against him and nuzzled his neck.

"I heard that in one of your dreams the other night." She said huskily. "Needless to say I was curious to try it out." She lifted her head and smiled at him. "Was it as good as you dreamed?"

He shook his head. "Better."

They kissed. Beverly glanced up at the chronometer again.

"Well I think we better get dressed and get to our stations."

He nodded.

She eased herself off of him and together they walked into the bedroom. Jean-Luc called up two uniforms from the replicater and handed her one. They quickly got dressed.

They walked out of the Captain's quarters and headed towards the turbolift. Beverly smiled as she noticed Jean-Luc keeping a slight distance between them.

They entered the lift and called out their destinations. The lift started to move.

"Do you want to have lunch with me?" She asked.

He shook his head. "We can't. Senior bridge staff meeting today, remember?" She nodded. "But let's see how long the meeting lasts and go from there. Or if you'd like we can have dinner together."

"Your quarters or mine?"

"For which, lunch or dinner?"

"Doesn't matter."

"Lunch in yours if we have time and then dinner at eighteen hundred hours. My cabin. Bring your appetite."

She smiled and he pulled her to him. He kissed her gently.

"I really do love you, even if I don't show it when we're amongst everyone."

"I know. I love you too. And I know you don't like to show your affections when people are around, and I don't mind."

She kissed him back.

He let her go as the turbolift came to a halt. The doors opened and Beverly stepped off.

"See you later." She said with a wink and walked away.

The lift doors shut on his smile.

=/\= =/\= =/\=

Beverly was sitting in her office when Counselor Deanna Troi walked in.

Beverly smiled and gestured at her to sit down.

"What brings you down here?" Crusher asked her.

"Well I don't have any appointments this morning, so I have some time to kill before the staff meeting. I was walking by and I could feel your frustration, so I decided to drop in." She paused, "What are you working on that's gotten you so frustrated?"

Beverly swung her monitor around. Deanna looked at it.

"Isn't that the mind probe that the Pritt implanted in you and the Captain?"

Beverly nodded. "I'm trying to find a way that the Captain and I can be linked but still function separately. As you read in the report, we couldn't move more than three feet apart without a nauseous feeling overcoming us."

"But why do you want to put it back in?"

Beverly sat back in her chair and looked at Deanna. "I know we only had them in for two days, but in that short period of time both of us grew used to hearing each other's thoughts and we both miss it."

"Did you and the Captain discuss the possibility of re-implanting the probes?"

"No. But if I can find a way to make it work, I'm going to bring it to his attention and see what he thinks."

"Beverly. Both you and I know that the Captain is a very private man. I don't know if he'd go for it."

A dreamy look quickly passed over Beverly's face. She nodded. "Yes, I know that Jean-Luc's a private man but, who knows, he just might like the idea."

Deanna noticed the look on Beverly's face but didn't comment. She could sense a change in Beverly. A kind of peace had settled over her since her return from KessPritt. In fact she had felt the same thing from the Captain this morning when she saw him in the corridor. She knew that something had happened between them, but what exactly that was she didn't know.

She was about to speak when she was interrupted by Commander Riker's voice over the intercom.

"Senior staff please report to the conference room for the staff meeting. Repeat senior staff to the conference room."

Beverly shut her monitor off and looked at Deanna. "I think that's us."

They got up and left the doctor's office.

=/\= =/\= =/\=

The Captain was sitting in the conference room when Beverly and Deanna entered. He looked up at them and smiled. He held Beverly's gaze for a few moments.

The two women quickly grabbed their seats. Deanna noticed that Beverly sat a little closer to the Captain than she usually did. She smiled inwardly.

The rest of the senior staff entered the conference lounge. Picard waited until they were all seated.

"Well, now that we're all here. Let's get started shall we."

=/\= =/\= =/\=

"And before we end the meeting, I've got some good news. Just before the meeting I received a transmission from Starfleet Headquarters. Every year, the Federation holds a Christmas Ball." He paused and looked at his officers. "And seeing as that we're not all that far from Earth, Starfleet would like the Enterprise to be there. And because we are the flagship of the Federation, all senior staff must attend. Escorts are mandatory." As he said this he looked at Beverly. She smiled and he continued. "Dress uniforms are optional, but suitable attire is required. More information will be forwarded to us later, in regards to where and when the ball will be."

Worf spoke up. "Sir. Request permission to be excused from the ball."

Picard shook his head. "I'm sorry, Worf. They want all senior staff and that includes you." Worf scowled, but said nothing. He looked around then continued. "Well if there isn't anything more, you're all dismissed." He turned to Beverly. "Doctor would you remain for a moment please."

Everyone quickly filed out.

When they were alone, Picard walked over to where she was sitting and perched himself on the table in front of her.

"Beverly..." he began.

She interrupted him. "You don't even have to ask, Jean-Luc, I'd love to go with you."

"Well, I had to ask. It's only proper."

She smiled and stood up and moved close to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck.

"You're the only one I love and the only one I want to go to the ball with."

He smiled back at her and wrapped his arms around her. He brought his lips down to hers and kissed her firmly on the lips. He broke off the kiss and spoke,

"And you're the only one I love." Then he looked at the chronometer on the wall and smiled. "Well, it looks like we have time for lunch after all."

She smiled back. "Yes it looks that way doesn't it?" She paused. "Do you plan on letting me eat anything?"

He just grinned at her.

"That's what I thought."

They kissed again quickly, then pulled apart. Jean-Luc offered her his arm, which she gladly took and they exited the conference lounge.

=/\= =/\= =/\=

In Beverly's quarters, Beverly's and Jean-Luc's uniforms lay in a pile on the floor bedside the couch.

Beverly sighed and stretched herself out on him. She lazily ran her hand over his chest.

"Now this is something I could get used to."

"I was just thinking the same thing." Jean-Luc said. "You must have been reading my mind."

Beverly looked up at him. "Oh. Speaking of reading minds. I want you to seriously consider what I'm about to tell you." He nodded. "What if I told you that I was working on a way to re-implant the mind probes so that we could function separately without getting nauseous?"

He looked at her. "I honestly don't know. It's something I'd have to think about. True, I liked being linked with you, but I don't know how I'd like to have that thing sticking out of my neck." he paused. "Why? Have you figured out a way?"

She shook her head. "But I'm working on it."

"Well, when you do figure it out, let me know and then I'll decide. How's that?"

"Good enough for me." She paused. "I think we should get dressed and get back to our duties."

"I agree but I think that we have time to make love again."

Beverly felt him enter her and moaned. Jean-Luc ran his hands over her body and began to move inside her. Their lips came together and they teased each other with their tongues.

Beverly arched herself up and straddled him. Jean-Luc brought his hands up and caressed her breasts. Beverly sighed and moved quicker on him.

Jean-Luc moved his hands to her hips and held her tightly against him.

They moved together in total rhythm and hit their climaxes simultaneously.

Beverly looked down at him and smiled. "I really could get used to this."

Picard grinned at her and pulled her down so he could kiss her. When they stopped kissing he spoke. "Well I can tell you right now you're going to have to get used to it, because I can't seem to get enough of you."

"So I noticed."

She eased herself off him. She grabbed their uniforms off the floor and tossed him his. They quickly got dressed.

They left her quarters and Beverly was surprised when they walked arm in arm to the turbolift.

"I'll see you tonight." She said and smiled.

He smiled back and nodded. He pulled her close to him.

"I love you." he whispered in her ear.

"I love you too." She whispered back.

He kissed her lightly on the lips. Then the doors to the lift opened and he walked in. He winked at her and the lift doors closed on his smile.

Beverly turned and headed towards sickbay with a smile on her face, hers thoughts drifting to the evening ahead....

-fin

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