Advice From An Unlikely Source
This is something I wrote in about 15 minutes based on the short
story in The Sky's the Limit.
The characters are Paramount's the story is mine. I won't be making
any money from this.
Advice From An Unlikely Source
Beverly Crusher stood at the door to the sickbay suite and smiled at
the concentration and frustration on her patient's face. Will Riker
was just about ready to be released from Sickbay and would soon be
returning to his duties as Enterprise First Officer for a few more
weeks before being promoted to captain and transferring to the USS
Titan along with his soon-to-be-wife, Deanna Troi. She was going to
miss both of them as well as the entire Enterprise crew when she
transferred to Starfleet Medical.
Will realized that he was being watched. He looked up and
smiled. "Are you going to let me leave now?
"After your private nurse gets off duty you can go home."
"She may be tougher than you." He said with a smile. Ever since he
returned from the near-fatal away mission, Deanna had been hovering.
Finally, both he and Beverly convinced her to go back on duty.
Beverly came over to the bed and sat down on the edge. "So what has
you so frustrated? As if I can't guess."
"My vows. I just don't know what to say that I haven't already said
to Deanna."
"That's the point. I had the same problem writing my vows. A good
friend gave me the following advice: You know how you feel about
Deanna, right?" Will nodded. "You've told her how you feel right?"
Will nodded again looking more than a little confused. Beverly
smiled. "Now, what you need to do is to tell her how you feel about
her in front of family and friends."
"That sounds so simple; so why is it so hard?"
"Because it is so simple."
"That's good advice. Who gave it to you?"
"Jean Luc."
Will looked at her incredulously. "Jean Luc as in Jean Luc Picard?"
Beverly nodded with a smile. "Didn't think he had it in him huh?"
Will shook his head. "Neither did I, but he was right. After he
dispensed the advice, writing my vows was easy." She pulled him into
a hug. "Now, get writing before Deanna gets here and asks you for
the umpteenth time whether you've written your vows. This time you
can say yes."
"Thanks, Bev. It should be easier now."
The End