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Data's Journey
By : K_nz
Category: Star Trek > The Next Generation
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Data watched his family sleeping. He thought it was an Ahta trait, moving around a lot during slumber, seeing as both Neara and Yara did so. But he saw the rest doing the same thing and reevaluated. Perhaps it was an Ahmriana trait.
It was morning, and he was lying on his back. Pata had curled up against his chest, and Neara rolled over and curled up against his other side. Data had his arms around them. Neara normally slept for around seven hours, so Data knew she would awaken shortly. After a few minutes, she did.
She looked up and smiled at him lovingly. “Good morning ka’lee,” she greeted and came up to kiss him. She smiled down at Pata and stroked his hair. “I see you have had company.”
“It has been very pleasant,” Data noted. The physical closeness gave him a sensation of being connected and wanted.
“Let us go back to our room now ka’lee,” Neara requested.
She floated up and off the bed, as Data gently moved Pata’s head from his chest onto a pillow. Pata immediately rolled over to Yara and buried his face in Yara’s chest. Yara unconsciously moved his arm and put it around him.
Neara floated Data off the bed, collected their clothes, and flew them silently to their room. They found Spot purring in bed, happily usurping Data’s pillow in his absence. Neara used their bathroom and joined Data in their bed. She lay on top of him, kissing him and stroking his hair.
“What thoughts were you having yesterday that troubled you La’Ma?” she inquired.
“I was concerned your desire to be with another male was because you cannot have a child with me,” he explained. “And you let out a sigh when Pata penetrated you, and I suddenly felt jealous, mistakenly thinking this was an effect only I had on you. Also, given your extremely passionate response to Erda, and because you have told me it is your preference, I became afraid you might wish to leave me for a woman.”
“Data, let me reassure you now,” Neara began. “As a dimensional energy being in a physical form, I like to fully enjoy the pleasures the physical world has to offer. I enjoy the feeling of being in my body, and I enjoy the connection of my body with others. I may have a physical response to being penetrated, and I may have a strong physical reaction to a female’s scent, because it seems to activate a primal area of my brain – but I am simply enjoying my physical self with others I care about who wish to do the same.
“But with you, our connection is so much more. I am bonded to you, and in Ahmriana culture, that is not done lightly. I searched the universe for you, no one else. We have stood outside of time together – that is profound, and I have never experienced that with anybody else. Soo nah see, La’Ma – I mean that with every molecule of my being. And I was going to save this as a surprise for your birthday, but you should know now… We will be able to have a child together.”
Data looked at her in puzzlement, “You can do this?” then excitement, “How can you do this? When can we do this?”
Neara laughed, “No La’Ma, I do not have that ability – at least, not that I trust. We are too physically different – we will need technological help. I would like to clone myself to create an embryo and then implant a quantum strand of your neural net into what will become the brain. That way, she will truly be ours, together. I know it can be done, the Borg do this. And humans have done implants, such as Geordi’s eyes. Now that you know of my abilities, I will use my psi wave to find the person or people who can help us. I would create our child myself, but as I said, I do not trust my abilities. And this is too important to get wrong. You are so different from what I am used to working with, it took me weeks just to create a single emotion in you. Your neural net implantation needs to happen much much faster, so we need a being with great skill. As you realize, I sometimes have foreknowledge – I already know I will find this person, but it may take some time. We will need to be patient as I search.”
“I can be patient, but I do have a feeling of excitement flowing through me,” Data shared. “We cannot let anyone in the Federation know. They are concerned the Borg might have started this way and have forbidden any procedures that are not deemed medically necessary.”
“Would this not be medially necessary for you to reproduce with a biological being?” Neara questioned.
“According to the regulations, an implant of this sort would be forbidden,” Data informed.
“Does this mean your family cannot know?” Neara asked.
“Yes. I believe it would be in their best interests if they were kept in the dark,” Data advised.
“Kept in the dark?” she queried.
“If they did not know,” he clarified.
“Well then, I assume they will think we have just had a clone baby,” Neara opined. “I am glad our Ahmriana family can know.”
“I am too, because I am having a feeling as if I will explode with excitement. I feel the need to share our plans with someone else,” Data related.
“For now, you must make love to me. We must practice making our baby,” Neara instructed.
“But we will not be making her that way,” Data said, confused.
“It is like your emotions – we must not place a block. We are symbolically letting the universe know we are ready to have our child,” Neara explained.
If it was like creating his emotions, then Data would throw himself into the task. He eagerly made love to his wonderful wife.

It was the third day on Ahmria, so after breakfast and the daily Riaka, Leyna announced it was time to create the ship’s protection. She informed Data’s family their presence would be needed on the ship. There would be some damage to the Enterprise as the protection was being constructed, and they would be tasked with repairing or containing it. Neara would be on the ship to repair any major damage, such as the warp core breach, and to communicate with the Ahmriana in case of emergency. Crusher would be there in case any of Data’s family had an adverse reaction to the process.
Leyna advised Picard to do something to protect their hearing, because the sound would be deafening. With Seyta’s help, Geordi created special soundproof head pieces with microphones in them so the crew could communicate.
They popped over to Lake Turahna and watched as the Enterprise slowly rose, water cascading off it. Thousands of Ahmriana appeared and got their first look at the ship. It hovered a few meters above the lake, and then the crew were suddenly on board. It was disorienting, but they quickly recovered and took their stations, Neara standing beside Data’s chair.
Neara was concerned about Data. The frequencies would be such it could harm his neural net.
“I need to do something to protect you,” she told him, and proceeded intone and sweep her arms in circles around him. The protective sphere would keep out potentially harmful tones but allow Data to hear and speak through it.
Once it was completed she asked, “Can you hear or feel this?” and she sang extremely high and low tones outside of human hearing with force straight at Data’s bubble. The crew felt their bodies shake, and looked at each other with raised eyebrows. But Data responded he could neither hear nor feel a thing. Neara smiled with satisfaction.
The view screen and comms were on, and Leyna’s voice instructed them to get ready, they would start momentarily. The crew put on their head pieces and waited. They could see multiple Ahmriana whizzing by, crisscrossing each other, becoming a blur across the screen. Then it started.
The sound was deafening. Even with their headgear on, it was piercing. They could feel it vibrating their bodies, rattling their teeth. Picard was glad he had urinated earlier, because his bladder was buzzing.
Damage was beginning, and the crew swiftly remedied it. The aquarium burst, and Neara quickly transferred the fish to the lake below. The damage became more severe as the procedure continued, the crew working at a frenzied pace to keep up. Picard hollered commands at Neara when critical systems were at risk. The frenetic tempo continued, the crew’s bodies vibrating to the point of pain, but they pushed on.
Suddenly, Worf cried out, grabbing his head. Crusher ran over to check him. She diagnosed that the frequency hitting his cranial plate was causing a severe reverberation into his brain. Neara came over and did a quick protective sphere around his head, and Worf returned to normal.
The frequency picked up, and just when they thought they couldn’t handle any more, the sound abruptly stopped. The crew let out a collective sigh of relief.
Leyna’s voice informed, “We are done now. You have your protection from the Q. We will send people in to fix any damage. We will bring you back to the planet, unless there is something you wish to do on your ship.”
“Well, I for one really need to urinate, so I either need to get to the planet, or get to a bathroom on the ship lickity-split,” Riker stated in joking earnest. Everyone laughed, because they all had the same need.
“I will send you straight to your rooms,” Leyna acknowledged. They all stood and appeared instantaneously in their respective rooms in the Ahta household.
Neara sang to disperse Data’s temporary protective sphere. “There you are ka’lee. Do you need to pee?” Data shook his head. “Do you wish to eat?” Data shook his head again. “Do you wish to practice making our child?” Data’s response was to swoop a laughing Neara up in his arms and take her to bed.

It was another evening of communal eating and dancing. The crew would miss the glorious food and the Ahmriana flying them once they left, so they were taking in as much as they could while they were still on the planet. They would also miss the uninterrupted twelve hours of adult time – they were making the most of that as well.
The gathering had finally retired for the evening. Data and Neara were in their room making love, Data standing, Neara clinging onto his front, riding him. They held each other’s arms and she leaned back, when a sound like thunder boomed overhead.
“La’Ma, take us outside,” Neara said excitedly. “It is an energy storm.”
“Do you wish to dress?” Data inquired.
“No, we should make love in the storm. Every Ahmriana will do so,” she informed.
They went through the window and Data stood on the grass, Neara still connected to him. Data watched as Ahmrian blue droplets fell from the sky. But it was not water, they were packets of energy. It hit their skin and the sensation filled him. He felt like he did during their ka’nashta. It was remarkable.
Neara was beautiful, so very beautiful, and she felt incredible, so very incredible. Data was getting lost in her and did not even notice the others filtering out of their rooms to enjoy the storm.
Crew members heard the thunder and saw the Ahmriana out and came to investigate. Everyone absorbed the energy, felt the raw desire, the exquisite sensation of another’s touch, and started undressing.
Ahmriana and crew members were spread over the grass, making love in pairs and groups. Jossa had joined one of the groups. Deanna and Will came out and lay in the grass, having intercourse. Geordi and Worf went outside, and Geordi lay down, enjoying the experience. Seyta went over and lay on top of him, kissing him. Worf pealed off his clothing and raised his hands to the sky, laughing heartily, spinning slowly in a circle. Naked Ahmriana flew around him in the opposite direction, running their hands over his body and kissing him as he turned.
Crusher had come out at Seyta’s urging and stood with her head back, eyes closed, palms out, absorbing the energy. Yara and his ka’sha joined her, and soon they all had their clothes off, a pile of bodies writhing in the grass.
Leyna knew Picard was more staid, so they remained in her room, lying in bed.
“It is an energy storm, which brings feelings like the ka’nashta,” Leyna explained. “They do not happen often. It was probably brought about by the happy feelings of your crew and the work we did on your ship. There has been much joy and energy weaving, and the planet responds.”
She reached her hand out the window and soaked up some energy. She placed that palm on Picard’s bare chest, and he took in a surprised breath. It felt wonderful. She reached her hand out and brought it to Picard’s chest a few more times, then went to his head, his neck, his limbs. Then they made love.
The energy storm finally passed, and the beings slowly made their way indoors. The sensation had been wondrous. As the crew went to their beds, they realized it was yet another unforgettable experience on Ahmria.
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Data's Journey	By : K_nz Category: Star Trek > The Next Generation Views: 1351 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Data's Journey