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Riker: Deanna, it's gonna be a late night. Would you like to have some dinner first?
Deanna: Actually I….we have plans.
Riker: Oh! I see, I'm sorry. I'll see you in the morning.
Worf: Goodnight Sir.
It was at this moment Riker decided if the Shields of the Enterprise were ever circumvented, rather than order a Photon Torpedo Barrage, he would let the ship get destroyed, hoping that Worf wold go off somewhere else and that he and Deanna could reconnect due to strange metaphasic radiation.
On the Bridge.
Picard: I want continual subspace sweeps. We may be able to detect a temporal disturbance.
Data: Aye Sir.
Picard: Will…this time shifting…when it happens I experience a momentary disorientation. If that should happen during a crisis Will I want you to take command immediately. Number One..?
Riker: I'm sorry. Be prepare to take command, Aye Sir.
Picard: Speaking of disorientation, are you all right?
Riker: I'm just a little distracted. I'm fine.
Picard: You have the bridge Number One. I’ll be in my Ready Room.
Dr. Crusher Enters she goes to the replicator.
Dr. Crusher: Milk, warm, with a dash of nutmeg.
Picard: What's this?
Dr. Crusher: A prescription. A glass of warm milk and 8 hours’ of uninterrupted sleep.
Dr. Crusher: Doctor’s orders. You’re exhausted. Look, I don’t know whether you slept in the past or in the future but I’m sure you haven’t slept in the present. Now get some rest, or I’ll have you relieved and sedated.
Picard: Yes Sir. What? Hey, Beverly?
Dr. Crusher: As a physician it’s often my job to give people unpleasant news, to tell them that they need surgery or that they can’t have children, or that they might be facing a difficult illness.
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