Title: The Imzadi Files – Unnatural Selection
Author: Rising Sun
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Rated: PG
Summary: Getting old isn't something I want to contemplate just yet.
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 December 31, 2001
Personal Log – Deanna Troi
As the only telepath onboard; encountering a fellow telepath regardless of race
is a treat for me. The conditions for
this encounter however could have been better.
Let me start at the beginning or none of this will make sense. On our way to Star Station India we came across the USS Langtree. A young crew in full health with a crew of average age thirty all dead of old age. We knew not what had happened. Dr. Polaski quarantined the ship and we headed to the Darwin Genetic Station on Gagarin Four, as that was the last stop of the Langtree. There the team was suffering the same fate as the Langtree… rapid aging.
As research into the cause progressed Kate convinced the Captain to beam onboard one of the children who apparently were not infected. And that is where I came in. A rather overgrown twelve year old arrived in stasis and even in that state I could sense his presence it was awesome!
Later I sat in Ten Forward just reliving the moment. I sensed a presence and looked up. Will had seen me alone and wanted to join me… I let him. We sat and talked. I told him about my experience. But mainly we talked about aging. Growing old. Achieving goals before age crept up. Settling down having a family etc. etc. etc.
My next appointment is here.
Computer save file.
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Personal Log – William T Riker
**If I survive this I’ll have a better understating of geriatrics** was the good Doctor’s comment before we managed to restore her to her youth.
It is not often that a mission; planned or unplanned as this was allows you the luxury of reflection.
As Polaski was aging before us, I went to Ten Forward on search of a distraction. Getting old isn’t something I want to contemplate just yet.
There she was. I could see that her mind was elsewhere. What better distraction than Deanna Troi? I headed towards her. I like talking with Dee. I like doing many things with her … but it was good to just talk. Of course with the latest crisis unfolding we inevitability talked about growing old.
Given the choice I’d rather grow old alone than with anyone but Deanna. Don’t tell her I said so.
WTR
Computer save.