. . The Bridge. . .
. . . 25 minutes later . .
Jean-Luc, Worfian, a very old but otherwise fine William Riker, Data, and Carlos. Most of the other descendants were back in town waiting for the news. The screen was sizzling on and off. He had been waiting seventy-three years for this day. Deanna died when Ryanna was only twenty-two years old. Data was straightening out the connection staring at the screen. They were hopefully going to leave this planet with the many survivors they had left. The engines were beyond their repair, they didn't have the machines or the material to do it.
"This is Captain Jean-Luc Picard of the USS Enterprise, may we be of any help returning your home planet to its proper orbit?" Came his own voice.
Jean-Luc froze turning toward Data as Data was more shocked than anything.
Then he faced back toward the screen.
"Well, really Picard, there's not much help you can do when they were whipped out of their reality into ours. They could have war Klingons on that planet!" Came a voice he knew had died seventy-six years ago.
His whole world froze.
"Maybe they do not have the sorts," Came Worf's voice. "I do not detect Bird-of-prey on the planet surface."
"I sense. . .Confusion," Came Deanna's voice. "Sadness. . . Recognition. Strong emotions." Then she let out a cry. "Oh my god."
"What is it, counselor?" Picard asked.
"But. . . This is impossible, Will is right here," Deanna said, probably closing her eyes briefly. Young Riker is probably confused. "So much sadness."
Jean-Luc cleared his throat.
"Q?" Jean-Luc said.
"'Who is Q?" Came Carlos.
Riker turned pale facing toward Jean-Luc.
"You are not me." Came Picard's voice.
Riker put one hand on Jean-Luc's shoulder as Jean-Luc looked down feeling mixed emotions about this.
"I . . . " Jean-Luc said. "Am from a reality where Q died in 2366. It has been seventy-six years since that day." Riker took his hand off Jean-Luc's shoulder. "We spent the next three years being bothered by someone similar to Q . . . Who was part of a time-loop that was part of Q's death. Seventy-three years ago we were attacked, crash landed on Galileo Seven and started our own civilization far out of Star Fleet Space."
There was silence from their end.
"Q?" Picard asked, probably turned toward the entity's direction with a puzzled look and a 'explain, how is this possible?' kind of look in his eyes.
"I died because of a time loop? Preposterous!" Q said.
"Now that you say it, yes," Came older William Riker. "We would like to be returned to our reality and someone to contact Star Fleet!"
Jean-Luc felt as though his cardiac heart had stopped working.
He fell back on the floor apparently out of it.
"Captain!" Data said,coming over to Jean-Luc's side.
"Riker out." Riker said.
The screen turned black.
"Worfian, get Jack," Riker said. "He needs his help."