"Your wife's blood pressure is one seventeen over seventy-five. She's going to be just fine. You may go in and see her now."

Tasha looked paler than Data had ever seen her, but happy.

"Don't you dare scare me like that again, you." Data smiled and winked at her.

"I'll try not to." Tasha smiled weakly.

Data held his arms out to her and Tasha reached for him. For a long time he just held her and stroked her hair.

"Thank you for our daughter, Tasha."

"I couldn't have done it without your help." They both laughed.

"She is beautiful, isn't she?"

"Of course she is! Considering who her mother is, how could she be anything but?"

"She's a precious little miracle from above."

You'll never know how much of a miracle, Data thought.

"Life itself is a miracle from above."

"I couldn't agree with you more on that, Data."

The new family beamed back aboard the Enterprise as soon as it was prudent to do so.

Data and Tasha's co-workers made a big fuss over the baby, of course. Picard held her first, and she seemed happy and content in his arms. I know you. Next Madden held her, and she primped up to cry. I don't know you. But Madden seemed to have a way with her, and soon she was lying calmly in his arms and looking up into his face.

Data and Tasha spent that night together in their bed in their quarters for the first time since before Lal's birth.

"God, Tasha, it feels so good to fall asleep holding you in my arms again."

"Without my big belly in the way," Tasha laughed. "Although I'm sorry we can't do anything more than cuddle for a while yet."

"Oh, Tasha, I'm just so very thankful to be able to cuddle with you again. Please don't worry about the rest. The most important thing is your recovery. There'll be plenty of time for everything else later."

A happy surprise was that Sela visited the Enterprise for a few days to spend some time with her mother and meet her new baby sister. She seemed much more relaxed and at ease than she had at their first encounter. Lal, perhaps sensing their close blood relationship, settled happily in Sela's arms. At first Lal was confused and rooted for Sela's nipple, which caused both women to burst out laughing. Data thought about how nice it was to hear Tasha and Sela laughing together for the first time. He realized that a mother/daughter relationship which had been broken so early and in such a tragic way would take some time to heal.

Will and Deanna Riker from the Titan also paid them a visit. Will was overjoyed to see his old friend whom he had assumed to have been lost forever again, not only sound and whole but in the human body he had always wanted. Deanna was just as happy as Will. Tears of joy streamed down her face as she hugged first Data and then Tasha. For the miracle of Lal she was thrilled beyond words.

Deanna noticed Sela. "You never told me you had another sister besides Ishara. Are you twins?"

"No, and actually Sela's my daughter, not my sister," Tasha laughed.

Deanna did a double take. "I don't understand..."

So Tasha told her the whole story. Deanna, shocked and saddened, went to embrace Tasha again. "Oh, you poor dear..."

"Please don't feel sorry for me, Deanna. There's no need to. Everything I lost has been restored to me, and then some." Data embraced her and she cuddled Lal, whose big blue eyes followed Deanna's every move.

"That's true for me as well," Data added.

It was not long afterward that Dr. Pulanski gave Tasha the green light to resume marital relations with her husband. Tasha walked back to her quarters to find that Data had dimmed all the lights, and candles burned in strategic locations around the dining area. She could smell the aroma of her favorite meal being prepared, and on the stereo Marvin Gaye was singing 'Let's Get It On.'

"Wow! You really outdid yourself, Data!"

"Do you like it?"

"It's lovely! Where's Lal?"

"Her Uncle Geordi was more than happy to babysit for a couple of hours. And was the news from the doctor what we hoped it would be?"

"Yes, indeed!"

"Then I ask you, what could make this evening any more perfect?"

Data pulled her chair out from the table and she sat down, and then he served them both. After they were finished eating, Tasha rose to help him clear the table, but he shook his head vigorously. "Oh no no no, I won't hear of it. You're going to relax and get ready to be pleasured beyond your wildest dreams, and I will join you very shortly."

Tasha went into the bedroom, which was also lit with candles, removed her clothes, reclined on the bed, and waited for him.

A short time later he was there, his eyes moving slowly up and down the length of her naked body, drinking in her every contour. In the briefest of moments, his clothing was stacked in a neat pile beside hers, and their bodies were moving together, moans of pleasure coming from deep within her being as she totally surrendered herself to her lover and dearest friend. When it was over they lay together, bodies intertwined, until their breathing returned to normal.

"Was that nice? Did you enjoy it?"

"Oh, Data, that was awesome!"

"That wasn't the end, my dear." He took her hand and led her into the bathroom, which was also lit with candles and was heavily perfumed with burning incense. He helped her into the richly lathered bathtub and then got in himself, and then they took turns leisurely covering each other with suds and then sponging the suds off.

Afterwards Data got dressed and went to fetch Lal from Geordi's quarters. They returned within a few moments. Lal cooed happily and waved her arms at the sight of her mother, who cuddled and kissed her. "Did you and Uncle Geordi have fun together?"

"Uncle Geordi told me that she was as good as gold the whole time," Data told her.

"Lal is always as good as gold, aren't you, my precious?" Lal gurgled agreement and began nuzzling Tasha's breast. "But I'll bet you're pretty hungry by now, aren't you?" Tasha bared her breast and Lal latched on hungrily. Data just watched them silently for awhile, stroking Lal's soft, fuzzy head. When Lal had had her fill and been burped and changed, Data rocked his daughter and gently sang to her.

I've got rhythm, I've got music
I've got my girl, who could ask for anything more

I've got good times, no more bad times
I've got my girl, who could ask for anything more

Old Man Trouble, I don't mind him
You won't find him 'round my door

I've got starlight, I've got sweet dreams
I've got my girl, who could ask for anything more

"I think that song's a little up tempo for a lullaby," Tasha laughed.

"That's okay, we like it anyway, don't we, Lal?" Data kissed his daughter's tiny cheek, and Lal made baby noises in response. In moments Lal was asleep, and Data gently laid her in her crib and got into bed with Tasha, who snuggled into his waiting arms.

"Who could ask for anything more?" Tasha giggled.

"Not I, that's for sure," Data murmured into her hair.