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Data's Journey
By : K_nz
Category: Star Trek > The Next Generation
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The time on Ahmria had passed all too quickly, and they were on the ship, headed for their next mission. Although the crew would longingly reminisce about Ahmria, Neara was now able to return whenever she wanted. Since Data knew she was a Weaver, she could make a psi doorway from their quarters to the Dessa moon. She did not make a permanent doorway feeling this was too risky, since the Enterprise encountered their share of dangerous beings. And she was not able to do it too often, since it sapped her energy. But she was able to return approximately every three weeks, giving her enough time to fully recover in between.
Neara spent a considerable amount of time searching the universe for a being who would help them create their child. She figured while she was doing this, she would search for a love partner for Jenna D’Soro. Jenna had had a series of unsuccessful relationships, and Neara thought it would be a nice birthday present for her to meet someone compatible. She had found someone just in time. His name was Tim Witek and he was a human engineer in Starfleet. A lucky break for Neara. She used her influence to have him transferred, and while working in engineering with him, she invited him to Jenna’s birthday party in Ten Forward under the guise of getting to know the crew.
He was a handsome and friendly man, and when Neara introduced the two, they hit it off immediately. Neara was very satisfied, and although Jenna would never know the hand she had in bringing them together, Data knew – and he adored her for it.

It was Picard’s fiftieth birthday and although he didn’t want anything special, the crew had gone out of their way to create a holodeck celebration. It was set in a grassy park, with a buffet covering several long tables, and a band playing in the bandstand. Chairs were dotted across the grass, people sitting and chatting with drinks and plates of food.
As the sky darkened, the bandstand disappeared and a stage took its place. Seats were moved to face the stage, with Picard given the center front seat. The crew performed Shakespeare’s “As You Like It” ending with an eruption of applause from the audience.
The stage disappeared and a fireworks display began. Neara and Data had their chairs together, sharing a blanket. Troi and Riker were sitting in the row beside them. Data reached his hand under the blanket, went up Neara’s skirt and started masturbating her. Neara scooched down and spread her legs a little to give him better access.
Riker noticed the motion and whispered in Troi’s ear, “Is he doing what I think he’s doing?”
Troi looked over and smirked. “I think so,” she whispered back.
“It’s making me need a blanket,” Riker jokingly confessed, and Troi playfully smacked his arm.
Neara’s eyes were glazed, looking at the fireworks, but not watching them. She was getting close.
The fireworks started picking up, reaching the finale.
She held her breath, trying not to make a noise – she was cumming. Suddenly, “Great universe!” escaped from her lips just as the fireworks reached their crescendo.
Thankfully everybody thought she was marveling at the display. Everyone except Riker and Troi – they were looking at her, knowing grins on their faces. She smiled at them and laughed a satisfied laugh. Great universe, she loved her husband.

It was Neara’s birthday, and this time they would be celebrating on Ahmria. For her last birthday, her first birthday with Data, she told him she did not want anything special. She said they always had a big celebration at home, so she was looking forward to a subdued birthday with him. He had taken her to Ten Forward for a meal and a small cake with a candle on it. Then he brought her home and gave her a long massage and made love to her through the night. If her post-massage orgasm was anything to go by, Data thought she had enjoyed her birthday immensely.
It had been five months since Data’s family were on Ahmria, and Neara invited them to join her and Data for the celebration. Since learning she was a Weaver, they were made privy to her psi doorway ability. This was important, because the couple had already been to visit five times, and their absence on the ship might otherwise be noted. Worf quickly declined, being a little uncomfortable with the Ahmrian culture. Geordi was in the middle of a critical retrofit in engineering, so he couldn’t make it, but agreed to take care of Spot during their time away. Crusher was at a conference. Picard felt he should stay on the ship, since his two most senior officers would be unavailable. Riker and Troi were off duty after the arrival of their child, Thaddeus, last month, and they readily accepted Neara’s invitation. They were looking forward to twelve hours of uninterrupted adult, or rather adult sleeping, time. The three arrived at Neara and Data’s quarters to travel to Ahmria.
In the days before her birthday, Neara was fretting – Data had never seen her like that before. Apparently the birth of Ahmria’s Weaver was a big deal, and they had an equally big celebration. Neara was supposed create a special gift for her people that day. She explained many of the beautiful sites she had shown him were created by prior Weavers. Her mother had suggested she make a multi-colored waterfall, but Neara felt she needed to do more, since she missed her last birthday. She talked it over with Data, the various things she could do, and he was amazed.
She could change the landscape by adding a mountain, a waterfall, a lake. She could call up an energy storm. She could create new animals or plants. She could make psi doorways to new locations. Data was concerned any creation would deplete Neara’s energy, but she assured him it was much, much easier on Ahmria – the planet helped her. With Data’s input, she finally decided what she would do.
Neara intoned to make her doorway, and the five went through. She sang again, and the doorway evaporated behind them. They waited on the moon Dessa until the protective sphere encompassed them, then the doorway to Ahmria opened in front of them and Neara’s family came through and greeted them joyously. The happy group proceeded to Ahmria.
The sound on the other side was booming. They were met by thousands of jubilant Ahmriana singing, flying about, and dancing. Some flew down with pots of Ahmrian blue and painted the incomers. They colored their lips, and drew swirls like at Neara and Data’s wedding on their third eye and their throat. They pulled down their tops and drew them over the middle of their chest and on their inner right wrist. They even drew swirls over Thaddeus’s third eye and chest. He gurgled contentedly at the attention.
They had not painted Neara, but flew her up into the crowd and removed her clothing. They washed her down with indigo liquid then painted her entire body, including her hair, Ahmrian blue. They covered her in a gossamer kaftan embedded with crystals sparkling like stars.
The group was flown over to an amphitheater, the walls and floor containing the same type of geode crystals as in Lore’s healing table. They floated Neara to the middle and stopped singing and began intoning, their combined voices as loud as when they did the Riaka. The crystals began to vibrate and the harmonic flowed through them, making them feel fanastic – energizing them.
They stopped, then Neara intoned. It filled the amphitheater with Neara’s incredible vocal range. Even though the incomers couldn’t hear her entire range, they could feel the difference in their bodies. It somehow was vibrating more of them, deeper into them and higher into their brains. It felt as if it reached above their heads and pulsed beyond the border of their bodies. Suddenly, the entire gathering glowed Ahmrian blue and let out a huge cheer. Deanna and Will looked at each other in wonder then smilingly admired their glowing baby.
Neara gathered her breath and intoned a total of three times for the group. Afterwards, they smiled and laughed and danced in joy.
Jossa floated over to Neara and announced in Ahmrian, “We have chosen the task we would like our Weaver to accomplish on behalf of our people. There is an invasive vegetation that was accidentally released through an alien encounter on the planet Bonastos IV. It is set to cover the planet and obliterate all other life forms, since the native fauna cannot eat it. Will you please remove this invasive species and return the planet to its proper vibration?” Data translated for his friends.
Neara nodded her agreement, the Ahmrian nod – tilting her head from the upper left to the lower right. The crowd merrily sang the chant that ended in zaza. Jossa put is hand on her head, Data assumed so he could inform her of the planet’s location, and she nodded her understanding. She took in three breaths, her eyes turned to blue ice, and she began to intone. She did not seem aware of the Ahmriana whizzing around her. She continued her harmonic for a while then stopped, the Ahmriana cheering at the exact same time. Apparently they could monitor the progress of the task and its completion.
“Thank you Weaver,” Jossa acknowledged. “Now it is time for our Weaver to strengthen Ahmria’s harmonic.” With that, the group popped over to six consecutive places on the planet. One at each pole, and four, equidistantly placed, around the equator. At each one, Neara bent down on one knee, placed a hand on the ground, and intoned – her eyes blue ice, her voice a many-layered harmonic. The ground rumbled, the sky thundered, and the air around them crackled with energy.
“Now we will let our Weaver relax with her family. We will meet up in front of the Ahta household at the gloaming for the gift giving,” Jossa informed, and the Ahmriana disbanded.
Neara’s group went to the Ahta homestead and settled in. Data and Neara made love, and Will, Deanna, and Thaddeus took a nap. The group left their paint on, as was expected until after the celebration ended. Leyna informed Deanna and Will it would wash off easily enough when the time came, but would not rub off, so they need not worry.
The gloaming soon approached and the group waited in the Ahta clearing for everyone to arrive, Neara wearing her kaftan. The Ahmriana quickly congregated, and Neara flew to the middle.
“I have four gifts for you this year, to make up for missing last year,” Neara stated in Ahmrian, Data translating for his friends. The crowd cheered. “These gifts are in honor of my ka’sha. His father was human, and Earth is his adoptive home. As we have seen from a distance, and my family have been fortunate enough to see in person, there are many beautiful wonders on the planet. I would like to create some for enjoyment on Ahmria.”
Neara became her Weaver self, stretched her arms and intoned, and hundreds of butterflies appeared of different sizes and colors. Data had helped Neara create their colors and patterns by making paintings of them, but this was the first time he had seen them alive. It was magnificent. The Ahmriana made noises of awe while butterflies flitted around and landed on their outstretched hands, their shoulders, their hair.
“The butterfly is a symbol of change on Earth, because they start like this,” and Neara intoned again, followed by hundreds of caterpillars of different colors and sizes floating around them. Again, this was the first time Data had seen his artistry come to life. “At this stage, they are called caterpillars. After a time they weave themselves into these chrysalises,” and with another intonation, hundreds floated among them, “before emerging into butterflies.
“I will distribute them among the flower fields on our planet for your enjoyment,” and with a wave, the insects disappeared.
“Next, I would like to give you these,” and a few hundred dragonflies materialized and buzzed around, their likeness visualized with Data’s help. Again, he was enthralled to see them as living creatures. The Ahmriana were equally enthralled. “They are called dragonflies, and they reproduce in the water. I will place them at lakes around the planet.”
From what Neara told him, Data knew these new insects would only eat Ahmriakana and would remain at the population levels she had just created.
“For your third gift, I would like to give you a special Earth experience. This is called snow,” and Neara spread her arms up and wide, and snow started falling. The Ahmriana made sounds of excited wonder as the cold flakes hit their skin and accumulated on the ground.
Will stuck out his tongue to catch snowflakes, and the Ahmriana saw and imitated him. He scooped up snow and made snowballs and threw them, the Ahmriana imitating this as well. Soon there was a full-blown snowball fight with children squealing in delight. Will showed them how to make snow angels and snow people. Neara came out of her Weaver mode and joined the festivities. They played for quite some time, then Neara became her Weaver self again.
“For my fourth and final gift, I would like to make a doorway to Earth. This way, you can experience the many wonders there for yourself. Humans know of our existence, so we are safe to travel there. I will place the doorway in a hidden location, though, because they do not know of our doorways – only Data’s family are aware.” Leyna had already extended the protective shield around the moon Dessa, and now opened the doorway to it. The gathering all flew through. When everyone had arrived, Neara got on her knees and sat on her ankles. She swept her arms wide, like she had done while making the protection for the Enterprise, and intoned. Where her other gifts had seemed effortless, Data could see this was taking much more strength to create. So much so that Leyna, Jossa, and Yara had their hands on her, singing, evidently feeding her energy to help her complete the task. Now Data could see, Ahmria really did help Neara.
Once she was done, Leyna sang and the image of a cave appeared in the archway Neara had created. The Ahmriana gave their cheer of zaza and flew around in joy. Some Ahmriana came down and started filtering through the doorway, and the Ahtas helped Neara to stand.
Data came over to her, concerned. “I am fine La’Ma, just a little tired. As I told you, the planet helps me, but unfortunately could not help me here. It is worth the effort though, they are so happy,” and Neara swept her hand indicating the jubilant Ahmriana.
They had their communal meal and dancing, then Data took Neara to bed. They would spend the week on Ahmria giving Neara time to recover, and giving a grateful Deanna and Will a blissful week of sleep.

It had been six months since Neara revealed she was a Weaver and the Enterprise’s trip to Ahmria. Since then, they had returned to the planet every three to four weeks, their last visit being last month for Neara’s birthday. This month was Data’s birthday – the day he was discovered on Omicron Theta. They were planning to go to Ahmria and then make a trip to Earth through the new doorway Neara had constructed on her birthday.
Neara awoke and rolled over to kiss him. “Good morning ka’lee!” she sang. “Happy birthday – I will be right back,” and she got up and went to the bathroom. Data noted she was taking longer than usual, then she came out, a big bow wrapped around her naked body. Data sat up in bed.
“I have a present for you ka’lee. You enjoyed it so all last year, I thought you might appreciate the same present again this year,” Neara smiled mischievously and straddled him. Data unwrapped his present and they made love.
Afterwards, as they lay kissing Neara said, “I have another present for you ka’lee.” She reached over to the nightstand drawer and pulled out a wrapped box and handed it to Data. He untied the bow and ripped the packaging as Wesley had previously instructed him and opened the box. Inside was a silver baby’s rattle. Data looked up inquisitively.
“I have found the person who will help us,” Neara enlightened with a broad smile.
Data’s eyes widened in astonishment, and he pulled his wife close and kissed her with a joy, passion, and excitement that sprung from the center of his body, just below his sternum. It was an incredibly deep feeling, but he knew there were even more amazing feelings yet to come. Neara had just given him the best birthday present he had ever received – he was going to have a child with the person he loved.
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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