Jean-Luc was sixty-four when they crash landed.
He is one hundred thirty-seven.
Three years aboard the Enterprise they were bothered by the second Q. Three years without the familiar Q. Now seventy-three years without Q and moving on was rather hard but Jean-Luc had a family. He had grandchildren. It was a miracle he lived this long. Beverly died a couple years ago. Most of what remained of the crew had married, had children, had grandchildren, and died. Some of them still lived because their technology had been compatible to make it similar to their home planet technology.
Jean-Luc had two sons; Robert and Jack.
Robert and Alexander had a tight best friend relationship, eventually deciding to make their own child using some science. A Klingon-human hybrid, a miracle that she came out alive from her surrogate mother being a former Ensign. This Klingon Hybrid? She was named Worfian, after Worf. Worf was killed by one of the natives fifty-four years ago. Deanna and Riker had a son named Thomas and a little girl named Ryanna. Geordi had one child by the name of Carlos with one of the crew members who happened to be half Vulcan. Carlos fell for Ryanna and they had little girl named Elizabeth Troi Riker.
Thomas Riker fell for another girl who was a Vulcan.
"You remind me a lot like your grandfather,Worfian." Jean-Luc said, rock climbing with Worfian.
"Best climber in my class!" Worfian said, smugly.
"As you say so." Jean-Luc said.
Suddenly the entire planet trembled. The sky was moving fast like someone was spinning it. Jean-Luc's grip on the rocky surface went slack and he let go. Worfian caught Jean-Luc by the shirt collar with her free left hand keeping her grip into the ground. The planet eventually stopped flying. Eventually Jean-Luc caught his bearings grabbing hold onto the holes in the rocky crevice when Worfian had let go. He was trembling. Very visibly. He saw there wasn't a easily to see sliced in half moon floating in the sky.
There was no moon.
"What happened to the moon?" Jean-Luc asked.
"Usually we would see it in the day time," Worfian said, raising a brow. "That is certainly odd."
Jean-Luc climbed up the top following Worfian.
That took at least a good hour.
"Good job, Worfian," Jean-Luc said. "You finally got to the top."
"Two years, three months, and thirty days," Worfian said. "My boots are well-fit for climbing."
Then they saw a dark figure running to the mountain side holding what seems to be a directors megaphone made out of wood.
"Hey Mr Picard!" Carlos shouted. "We got a transmission coming through the screen on the Enterprise!"
Worfian and Jean-Luc both shared a look.
"Carlos, awaken Mr Data please." Jean-Luc requested.
"Mr who?" Carlos shouted.
"Mr Data," Jean-Luc said. "Turn the computer on and ask for instructions for his quarters and how to activate him. He is in a stasis pod. Your grandfather was good friends with him."
"Yes,sir!" Carlos shouted.