Bev and I are beaming down to Starfleet Headquarters to meet her son Wesley and his fiancee Karena the Amazon.
They are both getting their Official Ensign Diplomas and then will be notified about where they will be placed.
That's what I'm dreading. I don't want those two on the Enterprise. Wesley is a walking disaster who continually puts the ship in danger, and Karena prods everybody with that spear of hers and doesn't like taking orders from men.
"Are you sure we can't get them on the Enterprise, Jean-Luc?" asks Bev as we walk to the Hall of Presentation, "Wes would feel so much at home there."
"We just don't have the room right now, Bev." I reply, "It is difficult getting a couple on the same ship, and I'm sure that's what what they want."
Beverly seems settled at this, and we proceed to the Hall. We sit down, and she gives a little wave to Wes and Karena, who are waiting to receive their Diplomas.
Just as I begin to eat the packet of peanuts I bought in, Admiral Paris enters.
He starts a long, tiresome speech about how these Ensigns will carry the flag in the future for Starfleet and the Federation.
Time for some more peanuts. I offer some to Bev, who is busily taking pictures of the event.
"..and so," Paris rambles on, "It gives me great pleasure to award the position of Ensign to these five worthy recipicants."
Bev is on standby with her holo-camera, waiting to record it all.
"Ensign Norm," he starts.
A Bolian gets up to take his Diploma.
"Ensign Flushman." Paris continues.
A tough looking human gets up, and sneers at Wes and Karena; she looks disgusted, and seems about to use her spear on him.
"Ensign Tarah." the Admiral next declares.
A beautiful Andorian woman steps up to receive the Diploma. She makes a great show of getting it, and blows a kiss towards Wesley. Karena looks like she is going to explode with anger.
Obviously, there has been some antagonism between them during the training at the Academy.
"Ensign Karena." Admiral Paris states.
Karena puts her spear down and goes up to receive it. She also makes a great show of it, then as she walks down, she looks at Tarah is if she is the lowest form of life and kisses Wes passionately. This clearly annoys Tarah.
"Ensign Wesley Crusher." the Admiral announces.
I hear a big "YAY!!" from the seat next to me as Bev goes into over-enthusiastic cheering and clapping. Everyone else applauds politely, but look round to see who is causing the noise.
Wesley receives his Diploma, and goes back to his seat, waving at Bev and myself, then embracing Karena.
A few minutes later, we are talking to Karena and Wesley.
"Well done, both of you." I tell them.
"I'm so proud of you, Wes." his mother tells him, then turns to Karena "But I did see some animosity between you and that Andorian woman. What's going on?"
"Don't worry, Beverly." Karena says with grim assurance, "It's nothing that I can't handle."
The Amazonian from the planet Wondawowman grips her spear firmly.
It looks like Tarah had better watch herself.
"Ah, Captain Picard, Doctor Crusher." says Paris as he sees us, "Good to see you here. You must be happy to see your son and his fiancee receive their Diploma."
"Indeed we are, Admiral." Bev replies.
"Well." he continues, "Very soon, the Ensigns will be called back in to hear which starship they will be placed on."
To be continued...