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Title: An Extension of Myself
Fandom: Star Trek: The Next Generation
Characters: Picard/Crusher, Troi/Riker
Rating: G
Warnings: none
Word Count: ~1800
Prompt: [community profile] trope_bingo square "soul bonding/soulmates"
Summary: Take one psychoprojective race, stir in two Starfleet officers and add pinch of bad luck. This is your recipe for a minor catastrophe.
Notes: Written for the "soul bonding" square on my 2013 [community profile] trope_bingo card.

thanks, as always, to seren for the beta :)
An Extension of Myself )
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Title: The Triumph of Time (We Are Everywhere For Your Convenience Remix)
Fandom: Star Trek: TNG
Characters: Beverly Crusher, Jean-Luc Picard, Nyota Uhura
Rating: PG
Word Count: ~4500
Summary: She always belonged to someone else.
Original Story: The Triumph of Time by [ profile] caitn
Notes: This story is, of course, pure, unabashed speculation, and draws heavily on ideas from some Trek Novels, while blithely ignoring others, when the information didn't fit or was too contradictory. Memory Alpha and Memory Beta were invalueable in the writing of this story. The funky remix subtitle is a nod to the Psi Corps of Babylon 5's universe. Because you just know that Chekov has an alternate universe doppelganger who is a pain in the ass psychic (and psychotic) intel chief.
Thanks, as always, to C for the beta.

The Triumph of Time (We Are Everywhere For Your Convenience Remix) )
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Title: R is for Ready-Room
Fandom/Characters: ST:TNG, Beverly Crusher
Rating: G
Words: 200


She caught herself mid shirt-tug and let her hands drop. That was his move. She scowled at her reflection on the polished desk and moved out from behind it. Less confrontational that way. She remembered him teaching her that. He'd taught her many things about command, more than he realized. She would need everyone of those tricks if - no. Stop that thought. They would rescue the Captain and the others still on the Borg planet.

The door to the ready-room chimed, and she smoothed her face into a neutral mask. "Enter," she said firmly, just as he always did.

The eager face of Ensign Taitt appeared in the doorway. Did we ever look that young? she wondered, as she allowed her face to relax into a genuine smile.

"Come in, Ensign. I just wanted to congratulate you again. The solar erruption was very well planned and executed. I'll be putting an official commendation in your file."

"Thank you, sir."

"Welcome to the Enterprise, Ensign. Keep it up, and you'll do just fine here."

The smile left her face as soon as she was alone in the room, however, and Beverley wished again for the room's usual occupant to return.
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Title: Fakers (The Get a Second Opinion Remix)
Fandom: Star Trek: TNG
Characters: Deanna Troi, Beverly Crusher
Rating: G
Word Count: 656
Summary: State the obvious. Sometimes it really is that simple.
Original Story: Stating the Obvious by cosmic_llin.
Written for Remix Madness 2011

Fakers (The Get a Second Opinion Remix) )


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