Title: The Imzadi Files – Night Terror

 

Author: Rising Sun

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Rated: PG

Summary: One thousand thirteen of us went to bed en mass.

Classification: Riker/Troi

Disclaimer: Star Trek: The Next Generation characters portrayed belong to Roddenberry Productions and Paramount Television. No copyright infringement intended.  All other characters depicted are purely fictional and any similarities to actual people are purely coincidental.

 

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Story Written January 1, 2002

Personal Log – Deanna Troi

 

When the Complete Works of Shakespeare was translated from the Original Klinghon into Betazed there was a line from Hamlet, which became very popular – no not “to be or not to be” it was “to sleep perchance to dream”

 

But for Data who needs neither sleep nor food all one thousand thirteen of us went to bed for REM sleep the first in days.

 

It all began when we found ourselves trapped in Tikan’s Rift.  We didn’t know at first what it was but then Gerodie figured out that the rift in space that also was sucking us dry of energy was the phenomena Tikan’s Rift. The result of our remaining stuck lay before us in the form of the USS Potay – the entire crew dead.  They had killed themselves and each other and the same loomed ahead for us.

 

I happen to mention at a meeting with Captain in the Observation Lounge that I was having nightmares.  Will accosted me later in my own quarters! There he informed me that I should be grateful; for at least I could dream. He on the other hand had yet too.  But he had no problems in hallucinating that area he had covered. 

 

Lucky! Me lucky!  I’m the only one onboard getting REM sleep and I’m afraid to sleep!

 

Our only clue was a fellow Betazed – the only survivor of the Potay. Andrus Hagan and he was too traumatized to be of help.  I had to probe the poor man’s mind for clues.

 

When one does not sleep or does not get REM sleep one becomes forgetful irritable and one does things that one does not normally do. In this case the one was Worf. He charged off the bridge with a purpose and it took me a few seconds to filter what he had projected.  Had I been sleeping properly I would have caught it. Luckily I still arrived in time to stop him committing suicide. Worf was not only scared he admitted that he was scared. 

 

We were desperate and running out of time!  This time the pressure was on yours truly to save the day.  I did it with nine seconds to spare.  This is what happened.  After probing Andus’ mind one more time I finally figured out that my nightmare was a message. Data figured out that there was another ship also stuck and they needed hydrogen, which we had… to create an explosion large enough to force to free both ships.  I had to go into dream state with a one-word message “NOW!”

 

As much as he wanted to Will couldn’t stay with me but he walked me to medical. It wasn’t easy but I did it.

 

Data by this time was acting Captain, as none of us were fit for duty.  His final order was to tell us to get a good night’s rest. And this is how one thousand thirteen of us went to bed en mass.

 

OH! Did I mention that Will slept with me that night? He did. As he put it “In case you have any nightmares.”

 

HA!

 

DT.

 

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