THE
PRECEDENT
CHAPTER
1
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PROLOGUE
U.S.S. ENTERPRISE E
2379
OBSERVATION LOUNGE
"And there we were, in the middle of a heated debate, when..."
When the comm interrupted him. Picard suddenly stopped his story of one of his
more glorious days as he had described it, and pricked his ears to hear the
incoming message from the bridge.
"Ensign Rogers to Captain Picard. There is a priority one message coming
in on a secured channel from Starfleet Headquarters."
Picard shot apologetic glances around the conference lounge table at his senior
staff and stood to exit. "I'll take it in my ready room, ensign."
He heard her acknowledgement and quickly headed to his ready room just off of
the bridge.
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READY ROOM
Picard wasted no time sitting behind his desk and accessing the secure message.
What he saw on the screen surprised him to say the least. "Admiral Atkins."
The admiral smiled slightly and nodded his greetings. "Captain Picard.
I guess you're surprised to see me contacting you."
"You could say that. It's not...customary for the Judge Advocate General
of the entire fleet to be contacting..."
"The finest Captain of the flagship of the fleet. I understand, Captain,
that you might be concerned. But I assure you that neither your ship nor anyone
on your ship is in trouble or in any kind of danger."
Picard took a noticeable deep breath and pulled his uniform top down sternly.
"Then...I can only think of one thing...one person you might be interested
in."
Admiral Atkins smiled again but then hesitated before speaking. "How is,
Will?
Picard’s face lit up at the mention of his first officer. "Being an exceptional
officer as usual. He’s getting married in...a little over six months now."
"Married?" The admiral’s surprise was apparent. "Well, secretly
I always knew he was the type to settle down, even though he did his best not
to reveal that sort of image."
Both men smiled at that. "Forever the ladies man, indeed," Picard
offered. "What do you want from him?"
The admiral looked down and then met Picard’s eyes once again. "I need
something, Captain. Will has always been considered one of the top officers
in fleet. Not only is he a born leader, and the best pilot I’ve ever laid eyes
on, he has an incredible head on his shoulders. He’s not afraid to do something
different, unique in order to get the job done. That’s how he gets noticed.
He learned at a very young age how to do that and he hasn’t slowed down since."
"I agree with all of those assessments, admiral, but what does that have
to do with this communique?"
"I’m ordering the Enterprise back to Earth. Will is going to undergo some
special training along with...well, some old friends. He’s also going to be
training some young cadets."
Picard looked away for an instant and then refixed his gaze on the screen. "Is
there some specific mission that Will is training for?"
"I can’t discuss that with you, Captain. I’m afraid that Will is the only
one who can be briefed. Don’t worry, it isn’t anything he wasn’t doing his freshman
year at the Academy."
"Admiral, how long will the Enterprise be at Earth? How long am I going
to be without my first officer?"
Admiral Atkins released a breath, "About six months. He’ll be staying where
he did while at the Academy along with the cadets who are presently under my
command. I’ve arranged quarters for your crew. The Enterprise is scheduled to
undergo refits and upgrades am I right?"
Picard sighed, "Yes, I suppose we could all use a little planet side time.
It would be nice to be able to see France again. Six months," Picard smiled,
"How convenient, considering the wedding and all."
The admiral smiled, "Of course. Will will be finished with his job here,
just in time to get married. I’ll be expecting you in three days. Admiral Atkins
out."
Picard sat back in his chair and ran his hands over his head. He couldn’t help
but feel like there was more to this story than what was being let on. Sensing
a bout of nervousness rise in his gut, he decided to rejoin the dinner in the
lounge with his senior officers.
U.S.S. Enterprise E
2379
Riker's Quarters
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"Do you have any idea what this is about?"
Will looked up at his fiance from the padd he was reading. "Atty didn’t
even talk to me. He talked to the Captain."
Deanna sighed and crossed her arms, throwing him a look of tolerance. "I
know. I was there when he told everyone we were going back to Earth. But apparently
you are the reason. I just thought that you might know something."
Will shut his padd off and put it down on the coffee table in front of them
only to pick up another and begin to work again.
"You’re awfully bent on working and avoiding conversation tonight, Will."
She observed him sigh and saw his jaw twitch. He was irritated, although she
couldn’t figure out why. One thing she was sure of, it had to do with their
new orders. "Will, is this about going back to Earth?"
He glanced at her but continued working. "This? I’m just a little behind
on work because I’ve been paying more attention to...other things. I’ve got
to get these reports in."
Deanna smiled at that. Yes, they had been spending more time than usual together
lately. But when you’re engaged, what are you supposed to do? She decided it
best to leave him alone tonight. Knowing him the way she did, he wouldn’t talk
tonight about anything. He needed to focus on his work and she needed to let
him. "All right, I can take a hint, Commander. But, at breakfast tomorrow,
I intend to find out what is going on."
Will shot her a look, "Nothing is going on, Deanna, because I don’t know
anything. This is just as much of a mystery to me as it is to you."
"Then why are you getting angry at me over it? This isn’t like you."
She now stood, facing him. Perhaps she thought she could feel an advantage,
being taller than him if only temporarily.
Will looked away and let out a long breath, attempting to quell his rising anger.
He really did need to get the reports done. "I’m sorry," he paused
as if searching for some words, "Going back to the Academy is bringing
to surface some memories of how it used to be. How I used to be. I guess I’m
starting to get back into that role without realizing it."
Deanna shook her head, confused, "What role is that? One of anger?"
Will felt his jaw twitch at the tone of her voice. He certainly did not want
to get into this conversation at the moment. The truth was, he did know something.
He didn’t know for sure, but he could only think of one reason why he was going
back for...special training. "Deanna, I did some things at the Academy
that no one knows about, save the rest of my comrades. We were so good that
they had us as cadets doing things that normally only experienced officers would
do. We literally were the best of the best."
He watched Deanna make her way back to him on the couch. She sat next to him
but did not touch him. "Who is we?"
Will put down his padd and took her hand instead. It was the one with her engagement
ring that he had given her a year ago. He slowly ran his thumb over it as if
he could polish it. She watched in fascination, first his hand and then his
eyes as they softened. Suddenly he opened up to her and she could see deeper
into his blue gaze. "The Nova Squad," he simply answered her question.
He continued, "Twenty...something years ago, I didn’t have any commitments
to be concerned about. I was young and too stupid to know what was good for
me. Now, you come first in my life. I want to marry you, and have kids. Raise
a family together. Those are the things I work for now. I thought that the Nova
Squad was behind me."
Deanna gripped his hand tighter and caught his eyes. "You make it sound
dangerous. This isn’t going to be dangerous is it?" She heard the slight
panic in her voice and mentally reprimanded herself for it. Being in Starfleet
was dangerous. They both had made this commitment understanding that very fact.
Will looked into her eyes for an eternity before looking away. He then brushed
some hair behind her ear and smiled tenderly at her, "I hope not, Imzadi.
I don’t even know what it is, and I may be making this a bigger deal than it
really is."
"But it was a priority one communique, Will. That’s as serious as it can
get."
Will kissed her lightly and then hugged her to him. "I know. Well, at least
it’ll be easier to plan the Earth wedding on Earth."
Deanna laughed lightly in his arms, "I suppose that’s true." She then
pulled back and took his face in her palms, "Promise me that you’ll be
careful and not be stupid like you were twenty years ago?"
Will smiled tiredly at her and took both of her hands in his own. "I made
a promise to marry you, and I intend to keep it." They leaned in simultaneously
and captured the other’s mouth with their own. For an entire minute they stayed
that way, sealing the assurance of their promise to each other.
When they disengaged, their foreheads remained touching. Deanna ran a hand through
his hair soothingly and he drew an invisible picture on her palm. Both wanted
to stay like that much longer than they were able to. "You need to finish
your reports, Imzadi," Deanna reluctantly broke the silence. "And
then...get some sleep. I’ll see you for breakfast." With that she kissed
him again, this time with much more briefness.
He let her go and just as the doors to his quarters opened, he called out quietly
to her, "I love you."
Deanna turned and smiled back at him. "I love you too. Get some sleep."
She watched him nod silently and then she walked out of his door and through
her own right next his quarters.
TBC..