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You Can't Fight a Tidal Wave	By : madradena Category: Star Trek > The Next Generation Views: 1693 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Emma was already at the turbolift door, when Data recovered enough from his surprise to realize he should go after her. All eyes were on her shocked as she marched up to the aft turbolift. The door opened, and finally catching up with her, Data slid inside between the closing doors to get in after her.
"Engineering!" Emma commanded, and the lift started to go.
"Emma! What has happened?! Why did the..." Data couldn't finish. Emma literally jumped into his arms and kissed him on the lips deeply.
He was so surprised again, that he didn't even close his eyes. He broke away confused "Emma, wh..."
"Too many questions, Deadpan!" she breathed pulling him in for another kiss. After a moment, he felt lost under her touch and responded fully. He slid his arms around her tiny waist and pulled her tightly to him.
His embrace around her was so secure that she felt there was no danger, no pain in this universe that could ever come close. She felt completely safe. His lips on hers warm, sweet, so alive that she felt as if she gained a new life from him. And she needed this embrace so much! Needed HIM to hold her!
Slowly, reluctantly their lips parted, and she drew in a long, shaky breath before burying her face into his shoulder. He held her close still confused, but realized that he needed to let her take her time.
"Is there any way I can help?" he asked on a soft voice. His breath in her ear.
She smiled instinctively and tightening her embrace one last time around him, she let him go enough to look into his eyes. She took his face into her hands and stroked his cheek: "You know that you're the best person in the whole universe? Hmm?"
He gazed into her eyes with his usual innocence "I believe your sample for such a statistical analysis is not sufficient, Ms. Jones." Then smiled at her indicating that he was trying to joke.
She chuckled softly "Then the best person I've ever known. Is that precise enough, Mr. Commander?"
"Certainly more accurate, however I would be grateful, if you could tell me what has occurred--"
But the turbolift stopped, and the doors opened.
"We'll get to that. Come, now!" she told him with a mysterious smile and pulled him after her by the hand.
They walked into Engineering just to see Sonya and Reg standing at the railing of the warp engine. Putting her arms around him, Sonya pulled Reg in for a long, close-mouthed kiss. Data stood there gaping, Emma smiled proudly, and the rest of the people in Engineering started to cheer and whistle after a moment of stunned silence.
When Sonya let Reg go, he just stared at her dumbstruck for a long moment, and seeing his shocked expression, Sonya suddenly thought she had committed a grave mistake.
"Come on, Broccoli!" Emma rooted on as quiet as she could with all the overwhelming emotions she felt "Show us you have balls!" Data being the only one who heard her, looked at her amused then looked back at the couple intrigued.
Sonya was about to curse Emma's and all her ancestor's name for dragging her into this humiliation, when suddenly Reg took her face in his hands and kissed her on the lips. After the surprise wore off, she slid her arms around his waist and kissed him back passionately.
Emma shook her head with a proud smile "Totally worth it!" she whispered, and Data looked at her questioningly.
She only glanced at him then turned back to watch the happy couple "We made a deal. I kept my end. And to her luck, apparently she kept hers too." she said almost to herself. Data watched her stunned now understanding what that kiss on the Bridge had been about. But yet again he was just completely baffled by her ways with people! She always tried to keep up the façade that she didn't like Sonya or Reg. And yet, she risked being reprimanded to help them. His expression turned really puzzled: why? Why did she need to scare people away, if she actually cared so much?!
But before he could ask anything, Geordi stepped over to them smiling "Now that came as a surprise." They gazed at him smiling back, and he went on "We've been betting for years about the exact time these two would finally hook up. It seems I lost, cause I said it won't be happening. Not after over six years." he chuckled "But I've never been happier about losing a bet in my life!" They chuckled with him, and he finally stepped up to the still kissing couple: "Alright, guys!" he said "I hate to be the killjoy, but I need to keep up some measure of order around here!" Reg and Sonya broke away, and slowly realizing where they were, they both looked around blushing so much that their faces were deep red. And all of a sudden everybody else in Engineering started to be deeply wrapped up in working a console or a padd.
Emma looked up at Data and held out her hand to him. He gazed into her eyes that were suddenly so sad that it made his heart miss a beat - though it should not have been possible. He took her hand, and she tried to smile "Take me to my quarters, handsome. Before you get in trouble because of me."
Only a few moments after getting into her quarters, she pushed him onto her couch, knelt over him straddling him and pushed her lips on his hungrily. He was completely taken by surprise and had no idea how to react. Her hands were on the fastenings of his uniform front, and before he could do anything to protest, she opened it. She kissed him again thrusting her tongue into his mouth seeking out his, and after some hesitation, he responded. She tried to push his uniform off his shoulders, and when she realized she couldn't do it without his assistance, she finally released his mouth:
"Take it off..." she whispered.
"Emma..." he tried, but her mouth was again on his.
After another long kiss, she looked into his eyes: "You've been so patient. You deserve your reward!" she told him on a soft moan and kissed him again.
When she let his mouth go again, he tried to put in "We will be late from the premiere..." but she didn't even seem to care. She kissed him yet again.
He blinked confused at this, and taking her face gently into his hands, broke away from her mouth: "Emma..." he muttered her name searching her eyes, feeling his own desires taking over his rational thoughts again - and asked something different than he originally intended "Are you certain about this? Not that I do not want to take this final step. Because I want to. I want it more than you know... but please remember that I would wait for you as long as you would like me to. We have time, there is no need to rush."
Pain flickered through her features, but it disappeared just as quickly, and she took her uniform top off wordlessly. Then as she just looked at him expectantly, he took off his own uniform top obediently. Emma then clasped her arms around his neck and pushing her mouth to his cheek, she whispered "We may not have as much time as you think."
He pulled away and looked at her shocked "What? Why--" but again Emma claimed his mouth. This time, he didn't let her divert his attention. He broke away and stared at her questioningly "Emma... What is happening?" he asked on a thin voice - this whole suddenly scared him! Something was terribly wrong!
And seeing him so worried, she gave in finally: "I'm grounded. And will be dropped off at the nearest starbase." she admitted on a shaken voice. Then seeing his utterly shocked expression, she tried to smile comfortingly "It doesn't really matter. It just happened a bit sooner than I expected." she said on a low voice "I never really believed I would've lasted long on this ship packed full with officers with exemplary records." she stroked his cheek trying to wipe the disbelief off his face "And sooner or later you would have realized for yourself that you deserve a lot better than a divorcing loser who is full of sarcasm and self-doubt--"
But she couldn't finish. He pressed his lips up to hers and gave her a long, close-mouthed kiss. When they came up for air, she looked at him confused searching his eyes "Wh--" she couldn't even begin the question before his lips were on hers again.
He gave her another soft, almost chaste kiss and tightening his embrace around her, he picked her up, and turning them around, he sat her on the couch. He let her mouth go and knelt on the floor in front of her between her knees. She looked at him almost dizzy and really confused. He held her hands gently in his and cocked his head to one side "I attempted to emulate the same behaviour you displayed, when you thought I was talking nonsense. Do you approve?" he asked curiously.
A soft chuckle escaped Emma's lips, but the next moment, she broke down in tears and clasping her arms around his neck pulled him close to her. "I'm so stupid..." she moaned "Why do I have to always have the last word?! Why do I have to fight all the time? Why can't I just shut my mouth? Just once for a change?"
"Why do you have to be the person you are?" he asked her with a small smile on his lips. Another tear-filled chuckle left her lips, and she sighed: it was just impossible to resist the security of his embrace, and she felt herself slowly calm down. When he heard her breathing even, he loosened his embrace on her, and she let him go. She wiped her tears bowing her head, and he took her hands into his again. He then tried to catch her lowered gaze with his, cocking his head from side to side. He didn't give up until he managed to draw a small smile out of her. "Are you ready to finally tell me what has upset you so much? What happened in the Captain's ready room?"
She winced and looked at him apologetically "I... I picked a fight with him..."
Data gave her a blank look at first, then finding the colloquialism, he gaped at her "What?!" He tried to search for an adequate term in his language banks to express his degree of astonishment and concluded that he would definitely need to update those databanks, because he failed to find a correct term for this. He shook his head to clear his mind "What did you do?" he asked aghast.
Emma shrugged uncomfortably "I was... insolent. VERY insolent. He became furious and told me I will leave the ship at starbase whateveritsnumber." she shook her head helpless "I'm so freaking stupid! Why wasn't I thinking? I... I just started to settle in here! Finally, I have a comfortable home, I have a wonderful hobby, I managed to make some friends - you see, even with Sonya, we finally figured out how to talk to each other. And I have you..." she grew silent and just looked into his eyes hoping that he would understand what she was not able to put into words. After a long moment, she bowed her head again "And I screw it up, so I could be right for one short moment."
Data closed his eyes and shook his head bemused then looked back at her "You would not be you, if you did not have to have the last word. Your headstrong personality was one of the greatest challenges, when I decided I would try to 'get along' so to speak with you... And perhaps one of the greatest attractions." he added with a shy smile.
She gazed into his eyes for a long moment and then frowned "Why me? Data. There are so many other girls out there, who are so much easier to 'get-along-so-to-speak-with'. Why did you choose me?" she asked finally the one question she'd been asking herself almost ever since they knew each other. She honestly could not see how such a good-hearted guy would want anything from someone like her.
His lips curled up into a small smile "You were the one who was there, when I most needed it, no matter how hard I pushed you away, you were there. And... I found that we are much alike. Even if it does not meet the naked eye at first sight. You are just as perplexed about human interpersonal relationships and the emotions involved in them as sometimes I am. The only difference between the two of us is the means to treat that confusion. With you, I feel less unique. Less one of a kind. Less isolated. I finally feel that I am just - as you say - a guy."
She smiled lovingly and stroked his cheek "A guy who is just as screwed up as his gal? I think I love the sound of that!" she whispered and leaned close to his lips. He closed the distance and kissed her on the lips.
It took some time until they came up for air. When he released her, he stroked her long strands "I will talk to the Captain. And try to make him revise his opinion about you."
"Would you, really?" she asked on a thin, disbelieving voice.
"Of course. He and I are old friends. He values my opinion."
"That wouldn't be fair on anybody else who would get disciplined but is not your girlfriend." she winced feeling really bad about such a favouritism.
"It is fortunate then that you are you and not somebody else." he smiled making a very subtle attempt at the kind of teasing she usually applied. Then looked at her serious again "Besides, if you were not my girlfriend, but I knew you, I would still speak to the Captain in your defence." he seemed to consider something and then suddenly smiled at her once more "You are the kind of person for whom one seems to need a 'users manual' before getting to know." Emma laughed out loud, and Data's smile broadened "Was that amusing? Really? It was a joke I have been working on for quite some time!"
Emma grinned "For me it was, but you know the rule." she shrugged almost shyly.
He gave her a blank look "What kind of rule?"
She gazed away seemingly embarrassed "You know... The one which allows you to notice that a girl is nuts about you: she laughs at every joke you try!" she explained and gazed into his eyes lovingly.
He smiled in wonder then looked at her serious once again: "I will ask for a second opinion from Geordi then." he told her, then his expression softened "But before that..." his voice was low - almost seductive before he leaned close and kissed her again.
They didn't go to the bedroom. They ended up on the couch feverishly making out and trying to caress each other wherever they could reach without actually taking their clothes off. Emma felt she time-travelled back into her teens fooling around like that, but she felt it to be so right! Data was still such an innocent kid... She felt relieved that he didn't give in, when she tried to persuade him to finish what they had started in the morning. She realized that he needed time just as much as she did, no matter how much he thought he didn't.
She had no idea how he did it, but he managed to chase all her fears and worries away. The only thing that remained were the two of them on the couch. He consoled her thoroughly and somehow made her trust his word when he told her, he would protect her. She always felt up to protect herself, but his offer to talk to the Captain for her sake was just such a sweet gesture from him that it was impossible to resist! He was really a knight in shining armour!
The door chime disturbed them after half an hour of fooling around, and they gazed at each other a bit absently, and with lips wet from their deep kisses - and Emma was very much out of breath. She dropped her head back on the couch frustrated "This will be Bev. I'll need to disappoint her that I screwed her premiere up." he looked at her with a blank expression, and she knew he needed time to recall anything apart from the last half an hour "I'm grounded, I can't play on the holodeck tonight." she explained, and he nodded frowning, getting a grip on reality only slowly.
They got up and tried to tidy themselves up a little before calling for the door. Data was still combing his fingers through his slightly mussed up hair, when a really exasperated Beverly stepped through the door.
"What in heaven's name are you two doing here?!" she asked them with her fists on her hips as if she was ready to tell two little children off "We are an hour behind schedule! It's bad enough that I got caught up at sickbay and Lieutenant Broccoli-Barclay-ehhwhatever at engineering, but when I finally get to the holodeck, you're nowhere to be seen! Does the term dress-rehearsal ring any bells?! We were to start it an hour ago!--"
"Bev, Bev! Stop freaking out already!" Emma told her on a hard voice.
"I'm not freaking out! I'm trying to organize a premiere here!" she retorted "I'm really happy about your happiness, but it's no excuse for ruining the work of the six of us!"
"No, Bev, it's not! And you're right about everything, Mother Hen! But it's more complicated than just the two of us getting caught up in each other's mouth! I got into a little tiff with your Captain, and I got grounded." Emma stated it on a matter-of-fact voice wincing a little.
Beverly stared at her gaping for a moment then "You WHAT?!"
"You heard it..." Emma winced again "I'm really sorry, sweetie, I screwed this one up! I wish you knew how sorry I am!" she told her on a sincerely remorseful voice.
"What in heaven's name did you manage to... Oh, whatever! I know already. You didn't manage to sit on your big mouth, and he was unprepared for it."
Emma sighed "Basically, yeah..." she shrugged and bowed her head.
"Wonderful..." Beverly shook her head bemused then as an uncomfortable moment of silence descended on them, she finally made a decision "You know what? I don't care! Come on!" she motioned for them to follow her out.
"Bev!"
"Doctor Crusher!" Data butted in, but they were marching on the corridor already "Please note that if Emma does not obey a direct order from the Captain, she could get court martialed! Please consider this for a moment!"
Beverly just pushed them into a turbolift, and they were on their way already, when she answered "I'm the CMO. I can override the Captain's decision, if I suspect he made it under the effect of a sickness or other mental disturbance. Considering Emma's general effect on the average human personality, I judge he made that decision under severe mental stress. Therefore it is by here overridden by the CMO." Data was about to point out that it was hardly a reasoning any court martial procedure would accept, and she waved giving in "I'll talk to him, Data, just let it go for now, and let's get this premiere over with!"
Data closed his mouth and still looked somewhat uneasily at Emma. She just looked at her red-head friend with an amused smile "Severe mental stress? Thanks, Bev."
"Very welcome! That list of paying me back, by the way, is getting exceedingly long, darling. I'm afraid a vase or a shawl won't do anymore." Beverly told her but couldn't suppress her smile either.
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