Chapter 11

In the transporter room of the Enterprise, Deanna and Beverly waited anxiously, along with Captain Picard, as all of the captured persons were hurriedly beamed aboard. The two women stood next to each other for emotional support, and with their eyes they searched each of the four groups that were beamed over, looking for Wesley and Kathren. But after what O'Brien said was the last of them, they still weren't there. Both of them quickly turned to the chief.

"Where are they?" Beverly asked, concerned.

"Where is who? I beamed everyone out of holding cells our people were in. Is someone missing?"

"Wesley and Kathren," Deanna said. "They're not here."

"What? They're not here?" Picard asked, appearing beside them at the same time they heard the transporter room doors hiss shut, everyone having cleared out.

"No," Beverly said.

Picard cast a quick glance around the now-empty room. "Oh dear."

"Where are they?!" Deanna and Beverly asked at the same time.

"O'Brien looked down at his console. He touched a few buttons. "Here," he said. "Two more non-Romulan lifesigns. I don't know why I didn't see them before. One Betazoid, and one Human. That's them."

Beverly and Deanna sighed.

"Good," Picard said. "Beam them over here quickly, them we've got to get out of here." He tapped his combadge. "Picard to bridge."

"Sir?" Riker's voice asked from the bridge.

"Number One, as soon as we beam this last group aboard, get the ship out of here."

"Aye sir."

"Picard out." He tapped his communicator again to terminate the conversation.

"Wait," O'Brien said suddenly. "One of them just-" he stopped. "I'm beaming them now," he said, his hands moving across his board.

They all turned to face the transporter platform again, Crusher and Troi looking especially worried. What had he meant? Why hadn't the chief finished? One of them just what? Was one of them hurt? Both hoped not.


"Wesley, come on! This is not a good time to lose consciousness, or-or die on me! Not when we're being shot at! -Oww!" Kathren yelped in pain when a precisely placed disrupter beam from the Romulan Commander sliced across her right wrist. She twisted around to look at the Romulan, who was still standing on the opposite side of the corridor, and was looking rather annoyed at the moment.

"What are you doing?!" Kathren said angrily. But she never got a chance to hear the Romulan's answer, if he had even been planning on giving her an answer, for the moment the words were out of her mouth, a curtain of blue light enveloped both her and Wesley.

"The Enterprise!" the Commander yelled as he and the other Romulan jumping forward and attempted to fire on the disappearing transporter beams. But they were too late, and their captives vanished in a swirl of glittering particles.


Beverly, Deanna, and Captain Picard all gasped when Wesley and Kathren materialized. Wesley was unconscious, and obviously injured, and Kathren, on her knees beside him and turned the other way for some reason, reacted quickly and caught him before he fell over.

"Wesley!" Dr. Crusher cried, rushing to her son. Deanna went immediately to her sister.

"Oh dear," Picard said quietly, hovering over them.

"Beverly, he's hurt badly, and I'm not sure that he's breathing." Kathren proclaimed urgently. "We have to help him, quickly."

"What happened?" Beverly asked with concern as she pulled a tricorder out of the pocket of her blue medical jacket and began to scan Wesley.

"It's a long story." Kathren looked down at her friend. "He-he is still..alive, isn't he?" she asked hesitantly.

"Yes, but barely. If we get him to Sickbay immediately he should be fine. We need to hurry, though," Beverly said, closing her tricorer and putting it away.

"You're sure Wesley will be all right?" Captain Picard asked, an unusual level of concern in his voice.

Beverly glanced at the captain. "I'm sure," she said.


On the Warbird later that day, the Romulan Commander sat in his office, eyeing his first officer as he entered. "Any sign of them?"

"None sir. We've done everything possible to track down the Federation starship, but it's dissapeered. The Enterprise is long gone by now."

The Commander nodded. "Thank you. You may go now."

"Aye sir," his subordinate said, then turned and exited.

The Commander sat for a moment, and then suddenly pounded his fists on the desk and stood, looking out the window on the other side of the office.

"Maybe you got away this time," he said quietly, resolutely. "But I will find you two again. And next time, you won't be so lucky."


Several hours after being beamed aboard, Wesley awoke to find himself in sickbay, and his mother standing next to his bed.

"Mom!" he exclaimed happily. She leaned down to hug him, and he started to reach out to her as well, but stopped when he realized that both of his arms hurt quite a lot. He lay there while Beverly hugged him gently, being careful of his wounds, which were bandaged.

"I'm glad you're back," she said. "How do you feel?"

"Okay, I guess. My arms hurt, though." Then in confusion he asked, "How did I get here?"

Kathren walked up then, when she noticed that Wesley had woken up. "The Enterprise found us and beamed us out just after you were hit, thank goodness," she said.

"Oh," Wes said. "And speaking of me getting hit…how bad are they, mom-the disrupter burns?" he asked.

Beverly and Kathren looked briefly at each other, then back to Wesley. Dr, Crusher sighed. "They were serious, Wes," she said. "When we beamed you aboard you'd stopped breathing. We had to work hard to keep you alive…" she stopped, swallowing the sudden lump that had formed in her throat. The frightening experience of fighting for her son's life would not quickly leave her.

Wesley gulped, "Thanks," he said softly.

"You're welcome," Beverly said, stroking her son's cheek. "I'm just glad you're going to be okay."

Wesley tried to move his arms again, but grimaced in pain and stopped. "Yeah, going to be okay," he said.

Beverly winced as she withdrew her hand. "I'm sorry, Wes. I did all I could to help them along, but I'm afraid the wounds will just have to heal the rest of the way on their own. Don't worry; it won't take too long. In a few days you'll be fine."

"Okay," he said.

Beverly took his hand and squeezed it briefly. "I have other patients to attend to, but I'll check on you later, all right?"

"Okay, see ya later."

"Beverly?" Kathren asked before the doctor could walk away.

"Mm?" she said, turning to the girl.

"Could I talk to him for a few more minutes?"

Dr. Crusher looked from Kathren to Wesley and back again. "All right," she sighed, smiling. "But just for a few minutes, and then you need to leave him alone. He'll never heel if he doesn't get any rest. You hear that, Wesley?"

"I hear you, mom," he said.

"Yes ma'am." Kathren said, giving her a mock salute. Beverly then laughed and walked away to tend to her duties.

Kathren turned to Wesley. "So, you feeling okay?" she asked.

"Yeah, about as good as I could feel right now," he replied. "What about you?"

"Me? Well, just after you lost consciousness on me a disrupter beam grazed my wrist, but it was small and your mom was able to fix that easily. Other than that I'm perfectly fine." Then both of them fell silent. "Umm, Wes?" Kathren said hesitantly, after a moment or two.

"What is it?"

"Um, well, out of curiosity, um. I was just wondering…well…have you, um, thought any about what we were talking about last night. I'm just curious."

"Kathren, I haven't had time to think about anything since last night."

"Oh," she said. "Sorry, I, uh, should have thought of that."

"It's okay. And Kat?"

"Huh?"

"Look, I said I'd think about what you said, and I will, but don't, um…Don't just bring it up, okay?"

Kathren sighed. "All right, Wes, I won't bring it up. You'll talk about it when you want to, huh?" She sighed again, disappointed. She'd hoped that something would come out of their conversation. She'd hoped that maybe Wesley would become a Christian. But, she supposed, things such as that took time.

He looked away for a moment. "Yeah. Yeah, I guess so." The two of them fell silent again, until Wesley spoke up. "So, um, how long do you think mom'll keep me here?" he asked, smiling in amusement.

Now Kathren smiled. "I don't know. A day or two I would think."

"A day or two!" Wesley exclaimed in mock horror. "What in the world am I supposed to do in here for two whole days!"

Kat laughed at her friend's antic. "Don't worry; I'll come visit you."

"Promise?"

"I promise. Besides, I'll be around anyway. I do work here, you know."

"Oh you do?"

She raised an eyebrow at him.

"Oh that's right, of course you do. I knew that," Wesley laughed.

"All right, Mr. Funny, enough playing," she said, enough playing. But inside, she was arguing with her self.

Just tell him how you feel.

No, not here, not now.

But the timing is perfect.

No! Later… I mean, what if he doesn't feel the same way?

All right, whatever…

"Hey, hey!" Wesley said, ducking when as she messed up his hair.

Kathren pulled her hand back and left him alone. She smiled and said, "If you weren't injured I would really be getting you right now."

"But you've got to admit it was funny."

Kathren rolled her eyes and laughed. "Whatever. Anyway, I'd better go; wouldn't want your mother to get mad at me for bothering you."

"No, we certainly don't want that, do we?" Wes joked.

"No. Well, I'll see you later."

"See you, Kat."

"Bye, Wes." Kathren said, and then turned to leave.

Wesley watched her as she walked off.

You should have told her how you feel about her.

Are you crazy?! Right in the middle of sickbay?

It was the perfect time, and you passed it up.

But what if she doesn't feel that way, too?

It doesn't matter now; she's gone. It'll have to wait.

And with that thought he closed his eyes to try to get some more sleep.

THE END

until next time…


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