<USS Banshee> Fears and Daydreams

"Fear and Daydreams"
By. Lt. Sara Crusher

The clock on the wall seemed to be playing games. At one point during the day 
it seemed to be racing around the numbers at warp speed, but now it seemed as 
if it were barely moving. Sara sat at her desk working on the day’s 
paperwork, her left leg bouncing up and down faster then a rabbit’s. Her mind 
was 
elsewhere and clearly not on the padd she held in her hand, since she‘d just 
ordered three creates of grape lollipops and not three creates of hypospray 
vials. 

She’d stopped by the Down Under Lounge after meeting Matthew at the shuttle 
bay and made arrangements for a very nice catered dinner to be set up in her 
quarters by 2100 which took at least one thing off her mind, but there was 
still 
the whole reason for the dinner. 

"What if they don’t like each other?" She asked herself as she filled out 
next weeks shift assignments. Matthew would be the first person in her family 
that Cyanah would meet and it scared the hell out of Sara. Cyanah had seemed 
delighted and nervous over the idea when Sara told her about it over lunch, and 
Matthew couldn’t wait to meet Cyanah but what if it all blew up. What if they 
didn’t like each other, what if Cyanah though her brother was a jerk, which 
he 
could be at times, but what if that made her think her whole family was nuts. 

Sara shook her head as she sipped on a warm soda that had been sitting on her 
desk since lunch. Cyanah would like Matthew and to be honest, who’s family isn
’t a little nuts. Sara sat back in her chair, closed her eyes, and took in a 
deep breath. Everything would turn out fine this evening as long as she 
relaxed. 

"Do you have a moment, Dearie?" 

The sudden voice in her mind caused Sara to bolt up right. "Come in, Mrs. 
Troi." She called out loud. Her office doors whooshed open and Sara watched 
with 
a smile as the tall worldly woman, who’d been making her presence known on 
the 
ship the past few weeks, walk though them. Lawaxana Troi sauntered in and 
took the seat in front of Sara before Sara could offer it. 

"We’re approaching my destination, Sara dear, and I wanted to stop by one 
last time before I disembark." The elder woman’s words came gently into 
Sara’s 
mind which Sara was grateful for. 

Sara opened her mouth to reply but a quick look from Mrs. Troi changed her 
mind. "I hope your stay was bearable, Ambassador." Sara said telepathy. Even 
after all this time around Mrs. Troi, Sara was still not use to this type of 
commutation with anyone but Cyanah. 

"Indeed it was thanks to my darling brother, and of course meeting my new 
friends." Mrs. Troi’s smile grew. "I do hope I’ll get to see Kathryn again 
soon. 
Perhaps at the wedding. If I may be so bold as to expect an invitation." 

Wedding? Sara looked at Mrs. Troi with her surprise clearly written on her 
face. Had Rhi said something about her engagement? No, she’d have heard an 
earful from Kathryn if she had. So what wedding was Mrs. Troi talking about? 
Perhaps her brother had a betrothed waiting for him back on Betazed? Sara 
picked up 
her soda and tried to act as causal as she could as she asked, "Wedding? 
Who’s 
wedding?" 

Mrs. Troi seemed to down right beam for some odd reason. "Yours and that 
delightful woman you’ve completely lost your heart and soul to of course!" 

Sara managed -only barely- to cover her mouth before she’d given Mrs. Troi a 
soda shower. She coughed and gasped as she tried to recover not only from 
choking on her soda but from the shock of that statement. "Excuse me?" She 
finally 
managed to get out. 

"Well of course it won’t be soon. I mean a wedding takes time to plan 
especially one fit for the daughter of one of noble houses, plus I’ve heard 
your 
beloved is something of a noble on her own world, so of course you two will 
have 
only the best." Mrs. Troi laughed. "I can see Sorcha now, your grandmother will 
be beside herself making plans." 

The dumbfounded look on Sara’s face seemed to be plastered there. She had no 
idea how to respond so when she finally found her voice she stumbled over her 
words. "Um.. Mrs. Troi.. We’re not.. I don’t think.. I mean we're both so 
young and it’s only been..  I mean, it’s just.. We’ve never even talked 
about... 
 getting married." That wasn’t completely true. There’d been a few times 
while snuggled together in the early morning hours when the subjected had been 
hinted at; tossed around, but it wasn’t anything official, it was pillow 
talk, 
lovers daydreaming after a night of love making. 

Mrs. Troi laughed lightly. "Your Imzadi, dear."

Sara just blinked. And that’s suppose to be the lock down? She thought to 
herself. Mrs. Troi of all people should know that being Imzadi doesn’t secure 
a 
ring on anyone's finger, since her daughter is still very much single and still 
very much living the ideal of "We’re close friends" with her Imzadi. 
Although, Sara could more then understand Deanna’s side of things. If it ever 
got to 
that point she’d want to keep Cyanah in her life by any means feasible. 

"The idea scares you." Mrs. Troi said out loud which startled Sara out of her 
thoughts. Sara only nodded as a response. "Well it scares you because it is 
scary. The idea of giving that much of yourself over to someone else, the idea 
of how much work something like that takes to make it work. Your afraid of 
messing up what you have now. Your even worried that by thinking about it that 
somehow you’ll scare the other person away." 

Sara listened to Mrs. Troi and she watched her. Something told her that the 
elder woman wasn’t reading her thoughts and emotions, even though she was 
hitting everything dead on. No, what she was saying was coming from somewhere 
deep 
within herself, which in some odd way  made Sara feel better. 

"Everything will happen when it's meant to be, child, don’t worry." Mrs. Troi 
stood and smiled. "Now if you’ll excuse me I still have a lot of packing to 
do." 

Sara stood and walked around her desk. She allowed Mrs. Troi to engulf her in 
a bone crunching hug before watching her saunter back out the door. 

Time ticked on with out her as Sara sat at her desk lost in a world wind of 
thoughts. She didn’t even notice when her office doors opened, or hear the 
voice that called out to her until she felt a pair of arms wrap themselves 
around 
her. 

"Love?" 

Sara smiled and wrapped her arms around Cyanah’s. 

"Where were you?" 

Sara stood up and turned around in Cyanah’s arms and kissed her before 
replying. "Just daydreaming."

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