Notes: Sorry for this new story, but my muse was burning for it, so I had
too. I'm not sure how often I'll be able to update for it though, so don't
be mad if I don't update for awhile.
I plan on updating A New Beginning and Visions Of The Future really soon, so for anyone who's reading them, please be patient.
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Trek: The Next Generation. Never have, and most likely never will. Sorry to all you people who wanted to sue me.
Dedication: To my grandparents, 'cause if they hadn't invited me over and taken a nap, I would have never gotten onto the computer and written this. ^_^ I love you! (even though you wont be reading this because you can't stand Science Fiction. ^_^*)
Now, quit reading the notes and stuff, and read the story! Don't forget to review. ^_^
"Please, Mama? Can't I stay here? Uncle Bernie and Aunt June are still here. You can have them check up on me every day. I wouldn't mind that. Please?"
"Christina, I don't think the Captain would like that." Mrs. Damshel told her daughter.
"But I'm 16 years old! It's not like I can't take care of myself. It's only for a week, please Mama?"
"No, now, go pack your bags. We're leaving in six hours."
Christina growled and stormed off, yelling, "I don't see the point in me going! It's YOUR friend who died! I'm not even going to the funeral!"
Olivia Damshel sighed as she sat down at her desk. "If only Richard were here." she said to herself, wishing that her husband would come back to life to deal with Christina. He was the only one who was able to knock sense into that girl, and ever since he died, two years ago, Christina has been getting worse and worse.
Turning on her computer, she called the only person she knew of that could possibly help.
"Lieutenant Damshel to Counselor Troi."
Immediately Counselor Troi's face appeared on the computer screen.
"Can I help you, Olivia?" the Betazoid asked.
"I hope so. It's about Christina."
"What's wrong?"
"Well, Christina and I are supposed to leave tonight to go to earth for a funeral.."
"What happened?"
"A friend of mine died. And actually, I meant to say that I was going to the funeral. They don't want too many people there, just a few, so she's going to stay with her grandparents. The thing is, she wants to stay here until I come back, and I didn't think that that was a good idea. I don't think Captain Picard would like her to be here by herself for a week."
"A week? Doesn't a funeral take just one day?"
"Well, this one's going to be a little different. The wake is going to take place on a Friday and the actual funeral is going to be the Thursday after that. I'm not sure why though."
"I see."
"Do you know what I should do?"
"I think you should let her stay. Didn't you tell me before that your brother-in-law was also stationed on the Enterprise?"
"Yes, but..."
"Well, have him check up on her once or twice a day, and I'm sure everything will be fine."
"I know, but I'm worried about what the Captain would say and I don't feel like I should bother him with something like this."
"Well, this isn't something you'd go to the Captain about. Would you be comfortable asking Commander Riker?"
"I don't know. Doesn't he have more important things to worry about?"
"I doubt it. But, if you're not comfortable asking him, I could. I'm going to be meeting him in a few minutes for lunch. I'll ask him then, and I'll get back to you after, alright?"
"Okay. Thanks a lot, Counselor."
The brunette woman smiled, "No problem. Troi out."
The blond woman stood up, and began packing her things. She wasn't going to tell Christina until she heard from Deana.
Notes: So, what'd you think about it? Please review and let me know. If I get enough positive feedback, I'll write some more. ^_^
I plan on updating A New Beginning and Visions Of The Future really soon, so for anyone who's reading them, please be patient.
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Trek: The Next Generation. Never have, and most likely never will. Sorry to all you people who wanted to sue me.
Dedication: To my grandparents, 'cause if they hadn't invited me over and taken a nap, I would have never gotten onto the computer and written this. ^_^ I love you! (even though you wont be reading this because you can't stand Science Fiction. ^_^*)
Now, quit reading the notes and stuff, and read the story! Don't forget to review. ^_^
"Please, Mama? Can't I stay here? Uncle Bernie and Aunt June are still here. You can have them check up on me every day. I wouldn't mind that. Please?"
"Christina, I don't think the Captain would like that." Mrs. Damshel told her daughter.
"But I'm 16 years old! It's not like I can't take care of myself. It's only for a week, please Mama?"
"No, now, go pack your bags. We're leaving in six hours."
Christina growled and stormed off, yelling, "I don't see the point in me going! It's YOUR friend who died! I'm not even going to the funeral!"
Olivia Damshel sighed as she sat down at her desk. "If only Richard were here." she said to herself, wishing that her husband would come back to life to deal with Christina. He was the only one who was able to knock sense into that girl, and ever since he died, two years ago, Christina has been getting worse and worse.
Turning on her computer, she called the only person she knew of that could possibly help.
"Lieutenant Damshel to Counselor Troi."
Immediately Counselor Troi's face appeared on the computer screen.
"Can I help you, Olivia?" the Betazoid asked.
"I hope so. It's about Christina."
"What's wrong?"
"Well, Christina and I are supposed to leave tonight to go to earth for a funeral.."
"What happened?"
"A friend of mine died. And actually, I meant to say that I was going to the funeral. They don't want too many people there, just a few, so she's going to stay with her grandparents. The thing is, she wants to stay here until I come back, and I didn't think that that was a good idea. I don't think Captain Picard would like her to be here by herself for a week."
"A week? Doesn't a funeral take just one day?"
"Well, this one's going to be a little different. The wake is going to take place on a Friday and the actual funeral is going to be the Thursday after that. I'm not sure why though."
"I see."
"Do you know what I should do?"
"I think you should let her stay. Didn't you tell me before that your brother-in-law was also stationed on the Enterprise?"
"Yes, but..."
"Well, have him check up on her once or twice a day, and I'm sure everything will be fine."
"I know, but I'm worried about what the Captain would say and I don't feel like I should bother him with something like this."
"Well, this isn't something you'd go to the Captain about. Would you be comfortable asking Commander Riker?"
"I don't know. Doesn't he have more important things to worry about?"
"I doubt it. But, if you're not comfortable asking him, I could. I'm going to be meeting him in a few minutes for lunch. I'll ask him then, and I'll get back to you after, alright?"
"Okay. Thanks a lot, Counselor."
The brunette woman smiled, "No problem. Troi out."
The blond woman stood up, and began packing her things. She wasn't going to tell Christina until she heard from Deana.
Notes: So, what'd you think about it? Please review and let me know. If I get enough positive feedback, I'll write some more. ^_^