“Mother, wake up!” Morgan Primus rolled over in bed to face her daughter, Robin Lefler. “Whatever’s the matter, dear?” “I had a dream…” “Mmm.” “…I was an actress, and I was in a holoproduction, and I was famous, and I was married to Wesley Crusher!” “Mmm.” “Wesley Crusher! I haven’t thought of him in years! Continue reading “Robin’s Dream”
Historical Irony
“I do not understand this noise your friend Zefram enjoys,” said T’Liis. Something about a “Magic Carpet Ride” emanated from the jukebox. “He calls it ‘music.’” Lily Sloane looked at Cochrane passed out nearby. “Zef’s music isn’t my style.” She pushed two buttons and kicked the jukebox in the side. The guitar wailing stopped abruptly,Continue reading “Historical Irony”
Perils of the Heart
Had Quark known that falling in love would prove so traumatic, he might have reconsidered. But affairs of the heart were a fickle thing, and from the moment he first laid eyes upon her he was smitten. In the aftermath of the assassination of the Bajoran First Minister and Kira’s abrupt departure, she suggested consummatingContinue reading “Perils of the Heart”
Leaving the Nest
“Mother, I’ve decided. I’m moving out,” said Robin Lefler. “Oh?” said Morgan Primus. “I’m an adult, and it looks bad that we’re still sharing quarters. I can’t have men over.” “Mmm,” said Morgan, vaguely disinterested in Robin’s sex life. “I’m going, and I won’t be back.” “Does Captain Calhoun know?” “Mother!” “You’ll have your ownContinue reading “Leaving the Nest”
War Correspondence
I can only hope you’ll receive this letter, with the station in Cardassian hands. I thought today, and not for the first time, all this was because of you. Perhaps I should have been left in limbo. Perhaps you should have lived out the life you’d made. None of this happened. No war. No casualties. Continue reading “War Correspondence”
The Other First Duty
Simon Cooper went through the Academy and rose to be the navigator of the Enterprise-D. Wesley Crusher was on the bridge getting the glory and not even trained for the job. “Simon!” Wesley said, “you won’t believe what happened today!” “I couldn’t guess.” “An spatial anomaly opened in our flightpath, and a space worm emerged! Continue reading “The Other First Duty”
Ghosts of the Past
She knew the face — the finely etched lines, the slicked back hair, the sallow skin — but the familiar yellow eyes had none of the depth she remembered. “You seem familiar,” he said, aware of her attention. He scrutinized her face. “Do I know you?” “No,” she said. “I thought you were someone IContinue reading “Ghosts of the Past”
Reflections on a Case
Occupied as I was with my medical practice, I saw little of Sherlock Holmes in the spring of 1890, though the papers were filled with tales of his exploits, particularly in the case of Lady Violet Churchill. “A dark affair,” said Holmes to me one evening. “Robbery, was it not?” “Blackmail, Watson! The lady hadContinue reading “Reflections on a Case”
A Fractional Consultation
A series of arsons throughout the city had all London aghast. Inspector Hopkins of the Yard believed they held a common thread and he came to our Baker Street rooms one evening to consult with Holmes. Hopkins withdrew from his jacket pocket a sheet of folded paper and passed it to Holmes. “This was foundContinue reading “A Fractional Consultation”
After Reichenbach
I had been not long returned from Switzerland when, one afternoon after making my rounds, my travels brought me by Holmes’ old lodgings in Baker Street. Mrs. Hudson, our former landlady, greeted me warmly and we spoke for some time. “I began to tidy up his things,” said she, “until a telegram arrived from hisContinue reading “After Reichenbach”