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Who: Beverly Crusher and you
Broadcast: Network - Video
Action: Blue Fish
When: September 1

[There's a strangely familiar cold that has settled in her bones, a dreadful chill that disorients her in the first few moments that she's awake. Her first thought is that something went wrong - very wrong - as they passed through the temporal distortion, but then... as she sits up and takes in her surroundings, the memories all come back in a flood. Atroma has brought Beverly back, a little older, a little blonder, and with a new Starfleet uniform.

Or maybe I never left, she thinks. This is not the Marsiva, these are her quarters aboard the Blue Fish, and none of her things look as if they've been moved. Though admittedly, her memories of Drift Fleet seem distant. By her reckoning, it's been three years since she's seen this room.

Not that "time" really means much, considering what's happened in the past few days.

The communicator rests where she left it on the bedside table. When she picks it up, she finds it's full of unread messages, crewmates and friends wondering where she is, each message sounding more alarmed than the last. With a sinking feeling in her stomach, she checks today's date: September first.]

Damn!

[Immediately, she sends a message to the network, via video:]

This is Dr. Crusher of the... SS Blue Fish. It seems our gracious captors sent me home for a while. I'm back now, and I'm safe, and I'm sorry to everyone who was trying to contact me this month. I'll be on the Blue Fish if you need me.

[There's a pause, as if she's about to say something else, but then she simply gives them a small smile, one that doesn't quite reach her eyes.]

Thank you.

[The feed cuts off and after a moment, she decides to head for the kitchen. Not that she's particularly hungry but - there's a good chance that's where she'll find at least a few of her crewmates.]

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[She gives him a rueful smile.]

Good to know, after what I've just been through.

But what about you? How are you since... the last time we talked?

[He inclines his head.]

Better, I believe. There's a sort of resort on one of the moons here that specializes in matters of the spirit, and I've received a great deal of help there. It has a number of spa facilities as well, if that would be something you'd enjoy.

[If her mention of what she's been through is any indication, it might be welcome.]

[Beverly sighs.]

Oh that sounds perfect. Just what the doctor ordered - so to speak.

[He thought she might like the sound of it.]

Perhaps if you're free in the morning, I could show you around?

That would be lovely!

Then I'd be glad to do so.

[Oh wait, but he'd promised her pictures. The Vision takes out his camera from its carrysack and hands it over to her, switching it to "view" mode. There are a few pictures of the various planets and moons from space, followed by a stretch of very different locations on those planets. Then a selection of pictures of Lavendula and some of the more interesting meditation points and gardens. Finally, there are pictures of Wanda and, occasionally, himself in the Solrius city center looking at various tourist attractions.]

[She flips through the images with great interest, commenting every now and then on the beauty of this scenic view or the interesting architectural elements of that building. Oh but then, then she gets to the pictures of Wanda and she looks at him with a mischievous twinkle in her eye.]

You've been spending a lot of time with Wanda then, I take it?

[He has to smile, although it's still a shy smile as far as Wanda is concerned.]

Whenever I can. Although her brother did recently arrive here as well--did you meet Pietro or was that while you were asleep?

I haven't met him, no. I didn't know she had a brother. What's he like?

[It's a good question. He hadn't known Pietro for very long at home, and though they've spoken a few times it's still a kind of wary dance between them.]

Her twin, and for much of their lives they only had each other. He's protective, a bit arrogant--it stems from confidence, so it tends toward charming rather than the opposite, I'd say. His ability is great speed.

[She smiles.] Not too protective, I hope. But I'm sure Wanda is happy to have him with her.

I wouldn't say too protective, no. Not given the danger they've been through together.

[Though there is a small part of him that wonders if she'd have grown in the same way in the past two years - both here and at home - if he'd been around for them.]

I can say without equivocation that she is very happy to have him here. I hope you'll get a chance to meet him soon.

I hope so too. It's so rare to have family here - I'm very happy for her.

[He nods, expression serious. He knows, of course, that Beverly has a son she'd like nothing more than to see again.]

I wish them all the best, truly.

And you too. You deserve to be happy.

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