Fic - "Going Native part 65"
And.... we're done! Yes. Going Native is done. I would like to thank all the readers and reviewers and of course I must shout out to my awesome betareaders jarodrussell, batsojopo, and the awesome James Axelrod (introduced to me by the awesome batsojopo) and Tryglaw from Spacebattles.com. These guys are awesome and trust me, they made the story a lot better than I would have accomplished by myself. Thanks guys!
There may be a lost scene or two in the future, but this sucker is DONE.
(yes, usual disclaimer, this is a BSG/STNG crossover)
“Dammit, why aren’t you bigger?” Serena said in frustration. She let go of the Starfleet dress uniform that Felix was trying on.
“I would like to point out how mad you got when it became clear that I was taller than you.” Felix said in response. Dee almost laughed. She didn’t, because she had a feeling that Serena would start snapping at her.
“It does look too big,” she said finally. “Like a dress.” Although she wasn’t all that impressed with the Starfleet dress uniform even when it fit correctly. But it did look too large.
Felix shrugged and rubbed the uniform he was wearing. “It is my size….”
“It was your size when the Enterprise found you,” Serena said, “And it was a size smaller than when you graduated the Academy and now its too big and *that* should tell you how much energy you burned.” She gripped the uniform jacket. “I swear, you’re nothing but bone, Felix. Mom is going to force feed you ice cream and baklava. She’s going to make you eat in front of her too, you know that, right?”
“I’m so full,” Felix grumbled mildly. “I feel like throwing up.” Dee tried not to smile. Serena had been forcing a variety of snacks on Felix since he woke up.
“Get used to that,” Serena said. “This is what happens when you overdo it. If you throw up anywhere near Mom, she *will* have you flat on your back in the hospital ward until she thinks you’re well.” Serena rolled her eyes, “Do you have any idea how long it will take her to think you’re well? You’ve been gone ten years, think about it.”
To Dee, Felix said “She’ll chain me to my bed. If not worse.” He brushed off Serena’s hands and took a step forward. Then he started to sway and in seconds Dee put her arm around him to keep him from falling to the floor. “I’m still dizzy,” he said.
“No, really?” Dee huffed. “I don’t think… that this is going to happen,” she said to Serena. Felix was fine if he was sitting, although he looked ragged around the edges and exhausted but he wasn’t steady on his feet at all. She was no medical expert but she doubted that Felix was going to be able to walk down to the flight deck and stand for possibly an hour while the diplomats talked. She suspected that he would be off the hook as soon as his parents arrived, at least as far as the diplomatic aspects were concerned. But getting him down to the flight deck under his own power seemed unlikely.
“I just… need something to lean on,” Felix said.
“I assume that it would be a breach of protocol if he uses you as a crutch,” Serena said conversationally. She smirked suddenly and stepped backward. “I don’t think its going to be an issue really…”
Dee wasn’t sure why Serena was so suddenly amused, but it made her suddenly nervous. Serena seemed like a nice person, but she clearly had a wicked sense of humor and even after a ten year gap wasn’t hesitating to taunt her brother. So that she was suddenly backing off and conceding that getting Felix on his feet and to the diplomatic meeting in just an hour wasn’t being realistic was… worrisome. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Admiral Adama walk into the large medical bay, with a woman on his arm. A woman that looked a great deal like Serena, except smaller and Dee gripped Felix as she saw the woman let go of Admiral Adama and rush towards them.
“Felix!” The woman grabbed Felix from her and hugged him.
Dee quickly got out of the way. She knew how her own mother would have reacted to not seeing her for ten years. Getting in the way of that was a bad idea. Felix was obviously overwhelmed and for a long moment everyone in the large open sickbay was quiet, watching the joyful reunion. Then there was a roll of applause from the various patients and medical staff. Dee found herself clapping along. It felt good to be happy, to see *someone* have a happy reunion with a loved one that they had thought was lost.
Finally the older woman let go of Felix just a little. “You’ve gotten taller, I think,” Apollonia said, as she wiped her eyes, “and you are nothing but skin and bone, Felix.” Dee watched as the woman’s grip tightened and her look turned more clinical. “You need to sit down. Didn’t I always tell you how careful you need to be? This is what happens.” Her attention seemed to change, if only for a moment. “Why is no one bringing Felix a chair? You, get Felix a chair, now.”
Her tone was commanding, and all the more hilarious because she snapped her fingers at Admiral Adama, who merely shrugged and pulled over one of the chairs that people often used for patient visits. “Yes sir,” he said with no small amount of amusement.
Felix wasn’t quite so amused. “Mom… That’s Admiral Adama… This is his ship.” Dee covered her smile as he slid down into the chair.
“Lt. Gaeta…” Adama said easily, “Another lesson I forgot to give you on command is this. In many situations, an admiral is always outranked by a mother.”
Apollonia nodded. “ I see you’re a man of wisdom, Admiral Adama.” She turned her attention back to Felix. “Now, I’m your mother, and I outrank everyone here. You are too sick to attend this treaty negotiation, particularly since you don’t have any need to be there. You are going to rest and tell me what you’ve been doing. Is that understood, young man?” Dee noted with amusement that all while she spoke, Felix’s mother was clearly sizing him up and fussing over his too big uniform.
“Yes… yes ma’am,” Felix said hesitantly. Dee saw in her mind exactly how the next few days were going to go for him. She had no doubt that Admiral Gaeta was going to make sure he was on her ship, in her quarters, being fussed over like a child that had gotten lost and then found a little worse for wear. Embarrassing but she thought Felix needed a few days of sleep, decent food and family affection. She was almost jealous.
“And who are you?” Apollonia suddenly asked. Dee jumped as the older woman turned her attention to her.
“This is Felix’s girlfriend, Mom.” Serena said it brightly. “Her name is Dee, and they are just adorable together. You should get to know her. I’m sure Admiral Adama can spare her. I have someone I’d like you to meet as well but it can wait… I doubt Major Adama can get out of attending the diplomatic meeting.”
“It would be awkward, yes,” Adama allowed, his eyes crinkling with amusement. “But I can certainly spare Lt. Dualla if you want to… get to know her.”
“That’s settled then,” Apollonia said easily. She looked Dee over. “This should be… fun.”
Dee suddenly realized that she was ensnared in the same trap as Felix. ~*~
It was late but Laura was still feeling the rush of excitement from the negotiations. “Do you realize,” she said as she took a seat on the soft leather couch, “that we are going to have more supplies than we know what to do with? And that we have concessionary rights to the FTL drive and to the flights suits?”
She hadn’t expected to get them. She almost hadn’t asked, it had almost seemed too greedy but as soon as she had mentioned it, the various delegates had agreed. That meant that the new colony would soon be rolling in credits. Free aid was wonderful, and she intended to make sure that the Federation’s generosity wasn’t abused and repaid at some point, but it was good for the moral of the people to know that they wouldn’t be living on charity for long.
Bill shrugged as he poured her a glass of wine. Picard had given the both of them several bottles. Hers had come with surprisingly fussy instructions on how to open the bottles and let the wine “breath”, instructions that she noted with amusement that Bill was following. He handed her a glass of the dark red beverage. “I’m starting to like this stuff,” he said as he sat down beside her. “It seemed like we got the best of the bargains.”
She smiled as she took a sip. “I agree.” There had been some tough moments but she rather thought that her people had gotten the best deal possible. The Federation laws weren’t that different for most of the people. The Gemonese would be the most difficult but they already had four years of living differently under their belts. The priests and priestesses, the few that remained, already had a hard time keeping their supposed followers from straying to the less involved practices of the other colonists and with certain things now forbidden by law, they would have to adapt. Everyone would. “I worry a bit about agreeing to accept colonists from Earth and its satellite worlds. They’ll change things, bring new customs….”
“That’s not a bad thing, Laura.” He let his free hand entwine with hers. “We’re not the same people we were when this all began. We’re older, tougher… and a lot less trusting. It took a while for this to sink in, that we were safe. It’s going to be harder for some, and having some new faces to look at, new friends and neighbors who aren’t scarred by the Cylons. We need that. I think we need that more than the skills that they’ll bring with them… And we need the skills. Especially since we’re all going to need crash courses in the basics.” He smiled slightly. “Apparently there’s a lot of technical things we need. Jack Cottle was just about drooling over their medical tech. It was nice to see him happy for a change.”
“And Lt. Gaeta’s father…” She chuckled at the memory. Dr. Vincente Gaeta had been easy to spot coming off one of the first shuttles. He was unmistakably an older, larger version of his son but…. “He actually picked you up.”
“I though he was going to break my ribs,” Bill allowed, his smile growing broader. “I knew one of his parents had to be big, after meeting his sister, but I didn’t expect someone a full head taller than me and built like a truck. He seemed nice enough…. Asked permission for his staff, as he put it, to run around the ship interviewing people and take their pictures.”
“He mentioned that to me, and that there were any number of historians who want permission to talk to us as well.” But suddenly she felt the wine hit her and she leaned on Bill’s shoulder. “You know something, Bill?”
“What?” he asked gently as he put his arm around her.
“We did it. I never… I never thought it would happen like this. And here we are.” Laura let herself relax in his arm. “And now what do we do?”
“We rebuild. We never forget the past, but we move forward.” Suddenly he leaned in and kissed her. She was surprised but she returned it willingly. He drew back just a little, his eyes amused. “And maybe we should take some advice we got recently. About stopping the denial?”
A big surprise, but one she welcomed. “Well, I suppose now that we’ve found Earth, everyone is going to need something else to talk about. It’s going to be hard to top Lt. Gaeta being part god.” Then she grinned. “But we can certainly try.”