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How?
Data had stepped outside to get some air. He was leaning against a railing. His spirits were low. He was so worried about Sher. A soft hand glide up his back. His breath caught in his chest. Those soft hands slid around his waist. A gentle head lay on his back. She wrapped her arms around him. “You scared me. He gasped.
“I scared myself.” She squeezed him tighter.
“I am glad that you and Q are becoming friends.”
Data turned around with her arms still around him. “I would do anything for you. You know that. Being friends with Q is not so hard.” He smiled.
“I don’t require anything you know.” She smiled a wicked little grin. “I require everything. Deep down Q isn’t a bad guy. He just doesn’t know any boundaries which can make him dangerous.”
They started walking hand in hand. “Are you feeling better?”
“Everyday, I get a little stronger. However, you are right. It will take time for me to heal. Those little organisms have done a number on my systems.”
The palace was toward the back of a large meadow. The grass was cut to perfection.
Everything was so green and alive. All around the meadow was a forest. Thor had landed the ships on the other side of the meadow. The Enterprise looked so out of place beside the Jormungand. “Do you enjoy being part of the Federation?”
“Yes, I do.”
She slapped him on the butt. He turned around rubbing his tush. She giggled then started running toward the forest. “I have to sit.” Sher panted. They had reached the edge of the forest.
They sat under a large tree. It was cool. She sat on Data’s lap, laying her head on his shoulder.
“This is nice.”
She smiled. “I do agree. My prince.”
He kissed her. “I have missed this. We played a lot.”
“Quite a lot, my princess.” He ran his hand up her blouse. “I am not moving too fast am I?”
She laughed a weak laugh. “Not yet.” He pulled her closer to him.
“Father?” Came a small questioning voice.
Data slid his hand around her waist. “We will finish this later.” He cocked his head to one side as a lady stepped from behind a tree. “Lal?” He asked:
“Hi,” she wiggled where she stood.
Sher slid out of his lap onto the ground, smiling.
“How?” He opened his arms to embrace her. “Look at you? You look amazing.”
“Thank you.”
“Hi Sher.”
“Hello little one.” They hugged.
“How did you get here?” Data asked.
“The Turritopsian’s found me. Sher knew who I was just by looking at me. I have lived here ever since. I thought I recognized Counselor Troi when she was in the woods, so I followed her to make sure.”
Data looked at Sher with amazement on his face. “I couldn’t let someone you created be destroyed.” Sher caressed his face.
He looked at Lal again. She had never stopped smiling. “Come,” she extended her hands to him, “I have someone you must meet. Come!” Data helped Sher up. Lal took Data by the hand.
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