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Still nothing
“Do you have any idea what I have been through in these last 5 years?”
“No, your highness.”
“No, your highness” she mocked him; “I am in no mood for this. Tell me the answers I seek.”
“Have you ever explored the full capabilities of your wrath?”
“I am about to explore the full capabilities of my wrath on you.”
“With no effort, you destroyed two Cardassian ships because they threatened your life and the life of your friends. You destroyed an entire planet when their stupidity killed a close friend. Your highness, these events only scratch the surface of your abilities.”
“Was I ever pregnant?” She screamed.
“I cannot tell you.”
“Who are you protecting?”
“You, your highness.”
“Me, how do you feel you are protecting me?” He did not answer. “Whose decision was it?” He still didn’t answer. “Oh,” she screamed out in agony, clutching her abdomen as she fell to her knees in the floor. Her falling was in slow motion. It seemed an endless event.
The gatekeeper got a wild look on his face. Data placed her head on his lap, laying her out flat. She groaned, gasping for air. “It,” she whizzed, “isn’t,” she buckled over in pain rolling out of Data’s lap, “over.” Data raised her back up.
She coughed. Blood oozed from her mouth.
Data wiped it away, “she’s bleeding.”
The gatekeeper backed up away from them. “What is happening here?”
“Leave.” Data’s hissed.
“I will not leave.”
Data turned to the gatekeeper; Sher rolled her head toward his stomach. “I am
ordering you to leave. Now! Or you will lose more than a couple teeth.”
“I will not do what you ask.”
Picard came closer, squatting next to them. “Data your jacket.” Data looked down, it was covered with blood. She started shivering. Picard took his jacket off and covered her with it. She coughed again. More blood oozed from her mouth, Data carefully wiped it away. He kissed her forehead. “This is all my fault. I never should have questioned her about being pregnant.”
“Am I to understand she didn’t know?” Picard asked.
“Yes, she did not know.” Data placed his hand on her abdomen.
“I demand to know what is happening here.” The gatekeeper shouted.
“Your demand will be met with the same attention as you showed her.”
“This is absurd. I am her father’s gatekeeper.”
“Damien, with our combined ignorance we have done more harm to her. Unless you can help her, leave.”
He knelt in front of them. “I can bring her father to her.”
“Are you aware of how much you are pushing the limitations of my nerves.”
“You will not move you are supporting her.”
There was a bright flash of light, blinding them.
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