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Like my previous story (Meeting Deanna)
this one is set in the TNG universe,
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and

likewise, Paramnunt Communications Corporation, a Viacom International company,
owns the rights to those characters.  However, this story is wholly my creation.
 You are free to repost this story in its entirety to any ADULT BBS or archival
area (including the ASFS and ASC archives or similar archives on the Microsoft
Network), as long as the story is unchanged.  One further item: like Meeting
Deanna, this story contains SEX (very explicit, romantic, but very HOT) betwenn
consenting beings!  If such offends you OR you are under the legal age in your
area of residence, RERD NO FURTHER!  Otherwise, enjoy what is to follow!

Christopher L. Estep, Author, "Meeting Deanna" and "PassionStorm"


PROLOGUE: The events in this TNG-based story are NOT set in the TNG universe as
it has been portrayed in the series.  The following changes occurred in this
alternate universe.

1.  Lt. Tasha Yar was neither killed by Armus or sent back aboard the
Enterprise-C.  She remains in Starfleet (and aboard the Enterprise-D), but is no
longer Chief of Security.

2.  K'eyhlehr, Worf's mate, is very much alive, and is still in the Federation
Diplomatic Corps.  Alexander is alive as well, and is on Earth with Worf's
foster parents.

3.  Captain Jean-Luc Picard and Dr. Beverly Crusher have married and left the
Enterprise together.  Both are still in Starfleet, as is Dr. Crusher's son
Wesley, who is in his senior year at Starfleet Academy.

4.  Lt. Cmdr. Geordi LaForge, longtime Chief Engineer, is now Assistant
Professor of Warp Dynamics at Starfleet Academy, and married to Dr. Leah Brahms.
Reginald "Broccoli" Barclay is now Chief Engineer.

5.  Alyssa Ogawa, longtime Chief Nurse, is now a Lt. Commander, and Chief
Medical Officer.



            "PassionStorm"


    Captain's Log: Stardate 44755.3: Enroute to the Romulan Neutral Zone,
ship's sensors have detected an ion storm of unusual brilliance.  Stellar
Dynamics and Ship's Sciences have asked to check it out.  Hearing no objection
from Engineering, we have slowed our speed to Warp One to take sensor readings
of the ion storm.


    Captain William Riker, Commanding Officer of the Starship Enterprise
finished recording his entry into the log and thumbed the recorder off.  He sat
back and observed the people around him, trying not to make them any more
nervous than they should be.  At Ops, Lt. Cmdr. Tasha Yar was finishing a course
that would enable Stellar Dynamics to get complete readings of the ion storm
without putting the ship in danger.  Lt. Cmdr. Worf, the relatively new Security
Chief, was conducting torpedo loading drills with the Engineering staff.  Lt.
Cmdr. Reginald Barclay was on the Bridge maintaining a close watch on the shield
surface readings.  Cmdr. Data, the First Officer and Sciences Officer, was at
the main Sciences station observing the readings from the ion storm now showing
on the main viewer.  Cmdr. Data bent over more, looking at the readouts as if
unsure what he saw was real.

    "Captain," the android First Officer said. "Sensors are detecting a burst of
a very unusual radiation type heading toward the ship.  Sensors show it to be
even slower than Alpha particles."
    Riker asked, "Mr. Barclay, are the ship's shields in place?"
    Barclay replied, "They're at full power, Captain."
    "Then we have nothing to worry about from that quarter.  However," Riker
finished, "to be safe, order ship's sensors to shut down until the radiation
front has passed."

All over the skin of the ship, the various sensor arrays were shut down and
closed off from space - except one, a small lateral array near the back of the
saucer section.  It was shut down, but parts to fix the clamshell doors behind
which the array could be closed were still at Starbase 144, which was the
Enterprise's next destination.  As the radiation burst struck the ship, it
cascaded harmlessly off the hull of the ship in all areas, except THIS one,
which was unprotected by shielding or the normal covering.  What would happen
because of this would become the talk of Starfleet, and the Federation, for
centuries to come.

The power surge in the unprotected array naturally looked for a ground source.
In its search, it traveled along the sensor cables linking the lateral array to
the Ship's Computer Center.  From there, the low-grade surge "hitched a ride"
along the shipwide bus to all areas of the starship.  The first to notice
anything odd was an Engineering crewperson in the Observation Lounge with his
wife, also in the Engineering Department.  As the two of them were kissing at
the port by their table, he smelled lilacs.  "Lilacs?" he thought.  "No way.  I
must be REALLY overworked!" Then he went back to kissing his wife.  For some
reason, he wanted nothing more right now than to take her back to their quarters
and fuck her brains out.  He simply picked his wife up and carried her all the
way back to their quarters without saying a word.  The couple, still without
speaking, began a marathon of lovemaking that would not end for several hours.

  Meanwhile, back on the Bridge, the ship waited for the radiation burst to pass
by the ship, then resumed the scanning of the unusual ion storm.  Soon, it was
time for the second shift to come on duty.  In a very surprising maneuver for
starships OTHER than those named Enterprise, this shift would be commanded by
the Chief Medical Officer, Alyssa Ogawa.  The second shift smoothly relieved the
first, and the various Command officers left the Bridge for various places.

  Cmdr. Data and Lt. Cmdr Tasha Yar walked together down the corridor to
Ten-Forward.  The two of them sat at the bar and Guinan, the hostess and Chief
Bartender, placed the ingredients for an Earth Tequila Sunrise in front of the
Enterprise's First Officer.  "Why have you done so much for me, Data?" the
blonde Ops officer asked. "Especially after my trying ot block out the events
after we discovered the Tsiokovsky?" (see the TNG episode "The Naked Now" for
the events in question - CLE)
  The First Officer mixed the two drinks with his, as usual, inhuman precision
while talking to his colleague. "You came back later and apologized, Tasha," he
said.  "Besides, would a friend do less for a friend?"
  Tasha reached out and kissed Data on the cheek. "I'm glad you consider me your
friend, Data," Tasha said. "I have known very few people in my life that I
could consider friends.  At least, you, an android, have taught me the value of
friendship."
  Data finished fixing their drinks and gave one to Tasha and kept one himself.
 Tasha took a small sip of hers, and said, "As usual, Data, you are an excellent
drinks-master.  You could always resign from Starfleet and make a comfortable
living as a barkeep."
"Inquiry, Tasha - barkeep?" Data asked.
Tasha thought a moment, then said, "A barkeep, or bartender, is a person who
fixes drinks in an establishment more like Ten-Forward, except he, or she, is
also the owner, and the establishment is on a planet or in a spaceport."
Data searched his memory bamks, then something clicked. "Ah.  In short, someone
like Guinan."  Tasha smiled.  "You're right, Data; that does indeed describe
Guinan."  The two of them went back to their drinks. At times, Tasha thought she
smelled lilacs in the room.  Then, she happened to notice some real-looking
lilac blossoms in some of the more exotic drinks some of Ten-Forward's habitues
were drinking tonight. "Maybe Guinan's picked some from the Arboreteum," Tasha
thought.  Then, she took another look at Data.  Unbidden, her mind took her back
to the night she "invited him in" to her quarters.  He was indeed a very gentle
man.  Strong, but he could also be very gentle when needed.  Also, he could
teach a lot of humans the value of frienship.  In fact, he may be the most human
of all of us.  Then she deicded.
"Data,"  Tasha asked, "could you come with me to my quarters for a while?  I'd
like to discuss something with you, and I don't think Ten-Forward is the place
to discuss it."
Data thought a moment, then simply said, "Very well."  He handed their empty
glasses back to Guinan, as well as giving her back the box in which she had
placed the ingredients for their drinks.

Tasha and Data stopped outside her quarters.  Tasha opened the door, then called
"Computer, half-lights."  The illumination in her quarters was now set at half
the normal intensity.  Tasha led Data over to her bed and offered Data a spot on
the right side of her bed.  She sat down on the bed beside him.
    "Data, have you been thinking about the night that I had sex with you in my
quarters?" Tasha asked.
If he were human, Data would have been shocked at Tasha asking him that question
just them.  He had always assumed, even after Tasha had apologized for giving
him that 'It never happened' speech,she wouldn't have brought upthat subject; he
assumed that her thoughts of being out of control were painful for her to
recall, and he still did not wish to cause her any pain.  However, he had VERY
much been thinking about his sexual encounter with the slim but attractive
Lieutenant Commander.  The thoughts that entered his mind could have been called
love by any human male who has ever philosophized on the subject of love;
however, Data, being an android, could only take things literally, and knew
nothing of the vagarities of human love - or so he thought.
  "Tasha," Data said,"I must be honest.  I have been, and am now, thinking about
our 'encounter' in these quarters."  Tasha blushed, and smiled briefly, then
surprised Data by saying, "As have I.  I have taken a look at why I did what I
did with you.  I have come to the conclusion that, yes I am sexually attracted
to an android, Data - but that android HAS to be you.  No other being has made
me feel the way you have, and not just that one time in bed."
  Tasha took a deep breath, then plunged on. "Data, I'm in love with you.  And I
wish to make love with you.  Right here, on this bed."
  Data was so surprised that he took a scan of Tasha, using his built-in sensors
and compared those readings to those he knew were normal from her medical
records.  Except for the faster heart rate, her readings were completely normal.
  What's more, there was no trace of anything like the viral disinhibitor that
they discovered aboard the Tsiokovsky.  So, he had to come to the conclusion
that his friend was very much in her right mind as a human could be in.
Data examined his own feelings for Tasha.  Could he, in all honesty, tell her
that he felt the same way?  The answer sped its way on positronic feet: YES!
  Data turned to his human friend, soon to be, hopefully, once again, his human
lover.  He said, "I must tell you, Tasha: as much as I understand human love, I
feel the same way about you, and I also wish to make love with you again, here
on this bed."  Without further words, Tasha reached out, pulled Data's head to
hers, and kissed him firmly on the lips.  After several seconds, the kiss broke.
  "Ohh, my darling, darling, dear Data!  I am glad to hear you say that!" Tasha
gasped.  She grabbed him and started kissing him again, this time thrusting her
tongue deep in his mouth.  All Data could do was to copy her movements, caught
up in a bevy of sensations that were either totally new or long-disused to his
neural pathways.  Tasha kept the kiss going and slowly pressed Data's willing
body back onto the bed.