Beverly knew how he felt, but also knew Parrum was innocent of any perceived infraction. “Don’t you think you owe it an explanation? It was confused before…imagine how it feels now?” Jean-Luc snorted and frowned, about to remonstrate with his best friend. But then he gave the suggestion some thought and realised Beverly was right. With an expansive sigh, he gave her a rueful grin. “You’re right. I suppose I could swallow my pride and answer its questions…if only to set the record straight. By the way Beverly, who told it about Jack in the first place?” Beverly lowered her head, but not before he saw the grin. “Data.” Jean-Luc was reaching for the coffee pot and froze at the pronouncement. “Data! How the hell did he come to tell Parrum about Jack?” Beverly shrugged. “I’ve no idea.” Pouring the coffee, Jean-Luc huffed. “Well I’ll intend to find out! What was he thinking, divulging private information to an outsider?” Beverly picked up her cup and blew softly on the contents. “Oh calm down Jean-Luc, you know Data. If he were asked a question he would answer it.” Jean-Luc protested, “But Beverly it’s our private business, he should have known better.” “Oh I think he knows that Jean-Luc, but sometimes his need to provide an answer to an enquiry overshadows his need for circumspection. I’m sure he meant no harm.” Savouring his beverage, Jean-Luc closed his eyes momentarily. “Perhaps, but I will be asking him what the circumstances were. “And so you should, but don’t be too harsh.” He smiled tenderly at his companion, all angst evaporating. “I won’t.” They moved to the sofa and sat quietly watching the stars, their hands entwined. The page was unexpected and unwelcome. “Bridge to Captain Picard.” Jean-Luc closed his eyes in exasperation. “Picard here.” “Sir there is an incoming transmission from Admiral Davies, priority one.” He sat up with a sharp intake of breath. “Understood. Re-route it to my quarters, I will be there shortly. Picard out.” The officers stood and Beverly was about to wish him goodnight when he suddenly took her in his arms and kissed her thoroughly. He left abruptly, turning his back and striding through the doors, leaving Beverly stunned, a sly smile on her face. “I love you too Jean-Luc.”
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