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This story is No. 1 in the series "Alissa's Interests". You may wish to read the series introduction first.

Summary: How Alissa came about in time

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Star Trek > Star Trek - The Next Generation
Highlander > General
ChristyFR1535,574063,87530 Nov 092 Sep 12No

The End of the Beginning

Title: The End of the Beginning
Author: Christy
Rating: FR15
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these series....I'm just borrowing the situation for a bit.  I may not own the series that Alissa filters through, but the concept of her is something I came up with
Genre: Gen/AU
Fandoms: Star Trek/Highlander/Angel
Series: Personal Interludes #1
Word Count: 1074
Timeline: Right after “Encounter at Farpoint”
Written For: crossover100 Q prompts
Prompt: 1- Beginnings
Summary: The end results of the initial voyage of the Enterprise
Author's Note: While editing some of my other stories, I found some more detailed versions of my PI series, and decided to merge both writings into one chapter per, so please reread- this is a LOT more detailed than the initial first couple chapters, and hopefully you'll understand the background of Alissa a bit better.


The Diary of Alissa Nicole Troi, Stardate 41153.7:

I'm trying to get the hang of doing this sort of thing. The computers of this time period are way more advanced than the stuff I used to have at home. When I woke up last week, if you'd told me I would be more than three and half centuries in the future now, I'd have thought you were crazy. Now, I think I'm going out of my mind. I find out my parents are dead, I can't go back, and that I'm a full-blooded telepath! What next? Super powers?!?


Just then, Alissa looked out her cabin window to see a grid envelop the sides of the spaceship No, the Enterprise just before she vanished in a flash of light.



Meanwhile...



Captain Jean-Luc Picard glared at this invading presence on his bridge. His ship had been on its way to Farpoint Station, already behind schedule for having to rescue Alissa Pierce when an impassable grid appeared in from of them, and this being, who called himself Q, had appeared.

"You are notified that your kind has infiltrated the galaxy too far already. You are directed to return to your own solar system immediately," he said with a sneer.

Angry at being instructed as to what to do from an as yet unknown race, Picard replied. "We are simply explorers in a-"

"Yes, yes, you seek to find new life and worlds. Can't you come up with something new? But, suppose it turns out we understand you humans only too well?"

"We've no fear of what the true facts about us will reveal."

"The facts about you? Splendid, splendid! You are a veritable fountain of good ideas, Captain. So let’s proceed exactly as you suggest!"

And, with a great flash of light, Q, Troi, Tasha, Data, and Picard all vanished.



*****



When Picard could see again, he saw a screaming, jeering, filthy crowd surrounding the four Starfleet officers. Coming towards them out of the darkness was Q, dressed like a judge circa mid 21st century.

"Historically intriguing, Captain. Very, very accurate," Data commented, looking around.

Picard nodded in response, "Mid-21st Century, the post-atomic horror."

Q, looking down at them from his great heightened chair, intoned, "The prisoners will not be harmed...Until they are found guilty, of course."

"You are putting us on trial- and for what?"

"For being judged a savage, child-like race. There are other, more worthy races, and room must be made for them."

Picard scoffed. "So, that's why you put us in a post-atomic court of horrors, where 'kill the lawyers' was taken quite literally?"

Q waved his hand at the crowd for illustration. "Why do you think we of the Continuum see you as a savage, vile race? You have had your Hitlers, your Khan Noonien Singhs, and your Colonel Greens. How you managed to survive this long is a miracle."

"So, you are saying there are no redeeming qualities about our race at all?"

"Oh, but I think there just might be," Q said with a smirk and a snap of his fingers.

When the light cleared, Deanna rushed over to her adopted daughter, who looked around her in shock and fear. "Q! What kind of evil joke is this that you would do this to this child?" Deanna raged. "She's not even of this time! She has no idea what she's seeing. The-"

"Your precious Prime Directive has less impact on her than anyone. But, Picard, you have asked, and I say that she is part of your answer. She is one of your few redeeming qualities IF things go correctly. However, remember that we will still be watching you."

And, without further ado, the 21st century courtroom vanished, and they were all back on the Enterprise.

This is going to be an interesting voyage, was all Alissa could think to Deanna through her shock.



******



The initial status reports were starting to come in from the Enterprise. No one except those with the kind of clearance needed for this specific kind of mission even got to read the full report. The maiden voyage of the Enterprise D was a lot more complicated than most of Starfleet, let alone civilians knew. Most of the lowest in the chain of command would know about the discovery at Farpoint Station. Some higher up would have been notified about the encounter the crew made with the being known as Q. But only a select few knew about the background of a scared 15 year old human telepath by the name of Alissa Pierce, who pulled out of the 20th century solely due to some high energy negotiations with high ranking officials to even allow the Enterprise to use the Guardian of Forever to get her out and most of that had been based on one newspaper article and its accompanying photographs. A yellowed copy of both sat in front of the brunette who was currently staring out of her windows in New York and brooding. She looked up as the door chimed, hoping that he’d show up before she left. Pressing the button that opened the door, she motioned her visitor in, centuries of instinct silencing the habitual “Enter”. “So this is when you popped in from after going back the first time?” Angel asked her with no preamble.

Alissa rubbed her temples, already feeling a headache brewing. “Something like that. The me from now, er, the earlier, 20th century me, has six years of experiences to go through before we merge.” She waved away the question on the tip of his tongue. “You know temporal mechanics, especially loops like my life is, was, will be, have never really been my strong suit. Suffice it to say, the younger me has to go through what she will, then go back in time and live up to the now point, masquerading as an Immortal to fit in. Then the timeline snaps me, us, whatever, back to the moment six years from now, at the moment I left.” She chuckled at the bemused confusion on his face. “Clear enough for you?”

“Not by a long shot, but then again, I don’t think that Q thought you were going to take him that seriously when he’d suggested that you get in touch with humanity’s past,” Angel rejoined as he kissed her on the cheek. “I’ll be sure to keep an eye on her until you get back,” he said with a grin and let himself out.
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