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I want to thank Waldo for his kind permission to write a sequel to his excellent tale and Steve Z for his editing. I recommend reading Crusher as a prequel if you have missed this excellent story CRUSHER 2 : Who's who? by Eric It was strange, it couldn't be more strange, being in my mother's body, Wesley thought with grim amusement. He looked at the beautiful woman in the mirror, long red hair and great figure, and smiled. 'It's Mother to the life. God, I hope she won't to too pissed at me for what I did on the Pleasure Station Valjorn-Alpha, a Ferengi gaming and high class brothel!' Wesley thought, blushing. He still couldn't believe all that he'd done. But it was done! Now what? He would be in big trouble - not only with Star Fleet, but with his mother, too! Wesley had to reach his mother secretly. Maybe she could find a way to help him out of the mess! Wesley had first thought they would be OK just telling the truth, but the more he thought about it, the more he knew he was in big trouble. He had sighed vouchers as his mother. He had broken about 22 Star Fleet regulations, and even if he wasn't court-martialed, he would never make Captain with the history of the Pleasure Planet on his record. People would be laughing for years at the boy who turned himself into his mother, and fucked everything in sight! He would never live it down. "Corbin!" he cooed at his friend. God, did he have his buddy wrapped around his finger. With little opposition, Wesley was able to persuade him to destroy the log. His only chance was to play 'Dr.' Crusher on the Federation Star Base Raven. Wesley was sure he could do it. He knew all the procedures, and of course he knew his mother - as long as he wasn't expected to operate on anyone, he would be safe. He would just plead exhaustion. "Dr. Beverly Crusher here!" he said into the communicator in response to the hail. "Yes, we have a damaged shuttle and are coming in." On arrival, Wesley smiled his mother's best smile and was shown to her quarters while everyone remarked how lucky they were to escape death. "Beverly!" cried a male voice. 'Shit,' thought Wesley. 'Who is this guy? I don't know him!' He was a Lt. Commander with a medical insignia. He heard the man addressed as Dr. Zink. 'Whew!' he thought, and made himself smile warmly with his mother's lovely lips. "In the flesh, Dr. Zink. Good to see you again," he said. "What are you doing here? I thought you were on the Enterprise." "We almost died, and it's a long story and I'm rather tired." "Of course! Of course. Take Dr. Crusher to her quarters. We'll talk later." Soon Wesley and Corbin were at a view screen. "Why do I have to call?" asked Corbin petulantly. Wesley sighed. Honestly - his friend was so immature! "I can hardly call the Enterprise and ask for 'myself? I just hope she got back from her leave on schedule." She was off to study native medicine on the primitive planet of Ndimy. "Can you imagine turning down Captain Picard's invitation to visit his family's winery? She has held the poor guy at arm's length ever since I can remember! Just call, will you!" Wesley smiled to see Corbin frown. "Boy, is this confusing!" "You're confused - try spending a week in your mother's body!" "No thanks!" They got a secure channel, and soon Corbin was looking at the face of the 'other' DR. CRUSHER. "Thank God you've called! I've been so worried! Has anything happened to my son?" Her face became drawn and anxious. "Err - yes, but he's not hurt or sick or anything." As nervous as a cat in a spacesuit, Wesley came into view, and grinned sheepishly at his mother. "Hi, Mom. I've had a 'little' transporter accident." For the first time in her life, Dr. Crusher fainted. When she came to, she found her own face still staring at her from the view screen. "Mom, are you OK?" asked Wesley. "Hardly! All right - tell me what happened." "Well - there was a bad accident, and my body was going to die in space, as we didn't have enough transporter power to beam me back and the regular computer was out. So I overrode all the safety precautions, and had the back up unit beam only my mind aboard, then told them to integrate it with the stored image of Crusher." "How did that turn you into me? - Oh." She frowned, then continued, "That image must have been the stored image of MY body when I visited you?" "Right!" He was relieved. Except for fainting, his Mom was taking this pretty well, he just hoped she would not find out what he had done with her body on the station Valjorn-Alpha! Then the shit would really hit the fan! The real Beverly then started laughing. "Sorry, but what do the personnel on the Star Base think of you in my body?" she asked, wiping away tears of mirth from her lovely eyes. "Err - I haven't told them!" The laughter disappeared. "You haven't TOLD them?!" Wesley added hurriedly, "Look mom, it might ruin my career! At the very least, I would be a laughing stock the rest of my life." "So how I am supposed to help you? I can't do it long distance, and for that matter - two Dr. Beverly Crushers in different places at the same time might cause - comment!" she said in a nasty motherly voice. "I was hoping you would think of something!" Wesley was really sweating. "God, the situations you get yourself into, young man! I'll try and figure out something - when I call back, I will ask for Corbin." Despite herself, she grinned. "Don't do anything I wouldn't do!" She did not see Wesley's guilty start. "And by the way, report yourself unfit for medical duties. Say that the trauma of the accident has left you temporarily unfit. The last thing we need is for you to kill somebody playing doctor!" "Way ahead of you mom, I've already done it," he answered with a smug smile. * * * The real doctor Crusher sat in thought. The problem seemed unsolvable. Her head swam. Then she had a brainstorm. A few minutes later, the android Data came into her quarters. "Data, I need your help. You are never to tell anyone what I am about to tell you." "I understand." She explained the problem. Data nodded. "It appears that you have one Dr. Crusher too many. You will need to get to Star Base Raven and help Wesley. Fascinating problem!" (She hated it when he said that!) A few minutes later Data looked at her. "I believe I have the solution." "Go on! Go on!" "You must use the same technique to become Wesley." "What?!!" "It's obvious. Then, as your son, go to Star Base Raven to 'visit' your mother. When there, you two can switch back with none the wiser." She hugged him. "Data, that's brilliant!" She stood in thought. "I guess we could show Wesley coming aboard, and me leaving by ER - creative log changes." "I would be most happy to do this for you. You must let me know how things come out." So Beverly and Data worked up a program to change Dr. Crusher into Lt. Crusher. It was fascinating; as they worked on the program to use the transporter to make physical changes, they discovered that it might be possible to make mental ones as well. Then she faked leaving and Data logged and showed Wesley coming aboard. They both went to the Transporter. With her heart thundering in her breast, she waited. The Universe wavered for a moment, and Beverly blinked at Data. "Did it work?" she asked - but it was in her son's voice. Data gestured to a mirror. "Of course, but see for yourself." Fascinated, Beverly went to the mirror. Wesley's young, handsome face stared back at her. "It's truly creepy to see my son's face, instead of my own." "Why?" "Well - oh never mind." It was very strange - she was her own son down to the molecular level. Curious, she went to the gym and did a workout. It was great to be so young and strong. She grinned; youth really is wasted on the young. But she quickly sobered up. It would be no joke getting to the Base and turning them both back without someone finding out. Bev heard the Captain's voice: "Wesley, I know you've just come aboard, but I need to talk to you." 'Now what?' wondered Beverly, but answered, "Of course, sir." It was strange to walk in her son's tall body. She noticed that people looked at her very differently. Occasionally, she came upon groups that were laughing, but when they saw her, they became embarrassed and silent. Captain Picard was staring oddly at a view screen when 'he' came in. He looked up flushed with embarrassment. Counselor Troi was also present, and looking concerned. Bev was surprised, she had never realized before how sexy the counselor was. "What did your mother tell you about her planned leave, son?" It is incredibly strange to be called 'son' by Picard, Beverly thought. But she smiled, and told him what she had done on the trip to Ndimy. Picard sighed wearily, and ran his hands over his bald head. "So she told you the same story, Wesley." The face Beverly was wearing registered astonishment. What was Jean-Luc talking about? The beautiful Deanna Troi came over, and put a comforting hand on 'Wesley's' shoulder. "I feel your worry, Wesley. Now, you must be brave and not judge your mother too harshly. She is still your mother," said the empath kindly. Beverly thought she had fallen into the looking glass. "The Ferengi are selling a tape of your mother doing the most outrageous things sexually," said Picard blushing. "My mother?" asked 'Wesley'. 'What has that boy done to my spotless reputation?' she wondered in horror. He nodded sadly. "It is vile beyond words, my boy." Beverly had to know. "Can I see?" Picard looked at Deanna, who shook her head. "No - you're too young for that, and she is your mother...it's hard to believe your mother did such things," said Deanna. "But one scene I think you can - no, should, see, so you know what we are up against, and you can arm yourself against the Universe," said the Captain. Deanna looked dubious, but Picard went on, "Deanna, Wesley has to be a man about this." Beverly was shocked and horrified. The image showed 'herself' going down on a man. Her head reeled, and she would have fainted except for Jean-Luc and Deanna. "And this is far from the most - ah, erotic happening," said Picard. Beverly went white, looking for all the world like a stunned young man. "I told you that it was too much for a son to watch!" said Deanna. "I can feel his overwhelming anger and horror." She put her soft arms around 'Wesley'. "Try not to be judgmental about your mother, dear." 'If Wesley was here right now, I would strangle him!' thought a loving mother. 'I can't believe he would do such things! And in my body!' "I can only hope that your mother was under the influence of some vile Ferengi drugs. That race will do anything for money! I have asked the commander of Star Base Raven, Commander Waldo, to have Dr. Crusher examined for any trace of drugs," said Picard. Through clenched teeth, Beverly said, "I need to go to Star Base Raven to see my mother!" 'And strangle 'her'!' she thought. "Not a bad idea. Deanna and I will go as well," said the Captain. 'Great!' thought the false Wesley - 'that's all I need. That and a good stiff drink!' "Captain, I feel Wesley's violent emotions. He is ready to practically kill his mother. On reflection - we should go first, and see if I can straighten out this mess. Perhaps I can make some sense out of your mother's bizarre behavior, while your coming will cause her to be defensive, and the emotional turmoil of meeting her son under such circumstances might be harmful." "But!" said Beverly horrified. This situation was approaching a warp 9 disaster. "No buts, young man! You will stay on the ship! Deanna's quite right," said Picard sternly. "At least a week for you to calm down," Deanna said gently, her incredible eyes wet with tears. 'A week! God knows what the boy will do to my rep with another week. And will he be handle to handle Picard and Deanna without giving the game away? God what a mess!' she thought. Beverly knew her career was now vulnerable, because she had assumed her son's body! Deanna pressed a sensitive caress on 'him' and 'he' left with her kiss on 'his' cheek. Outside, Beverly ran into Wesley's girlfriend, Robin Lefler. The lovely young woman sprang forward and hugged her. Beverly had not expected how good Robin's kiss and soft body would feel when she gave him a hug and touched him with soft, sympathetic fingers. "I'm sorry, Wesley. Really sorry." Bev was astounded how much she - no HE, was attracted to the lovely girl now. 'But then,' Bev reflected, 'I am not myself now. I am in Wesley's young male body, and this is his girl friend.' A bitter grin was on his face. 'Maybe I can have a measure of revenge and also have an interesting experience. I know she is in love with Wesley. When I was a woman, it was pretty obvious, even if Wesley was too dense to notice it.' "I need you tonight, Robin," Bev said, and found it true. She did want the sympathetic, sexy girl. This new body was feeling powerful urges. Robin smiled. "I understand. I want you, too, Wesley dear. Lets go!" Robin was thinking, 'I may have him at last, and get that commitment! Secret rule number one of Lefler's Rules, 'Never let a man get away, once you have set the hook!' I've got him hook, line, and sinker!' Beverly could not believe how his heart was pounding, and sure hoped no one would look too closely at the bulge in his pants! Robin noticed, and smiled and stroked it. "My, my, what do we have here!?" She pressed her sexy body up against who she naturally thought was her lover, and laughed happily. Bev lost it, and kissed her hungrily. Robin purred with satisfaction. It seemed to take forever to get to Robin's room. When they arrived, Bev just tore his uniform off, while Robin just grinned like a fiend and slowly and tantalizingly disrobed. 'Women sure are teases,' Beverly thought. Then he grabbed the lovely young woman and carried her mock protesting to the bed. 'GOD! But being a man is so strange,' Bev thought. 'I feel so strong and powerful!' Soon, Bev felt what it was like to be on the other end of having a dick thrusting into a pussy! It was wonderful, and Robin was so sexy and so loving! 'It is great to be young and strong!' Bev thought, and made love tirelessly. * * * Picard and Deanna were speeding towards Space Base Raven. "Wesley was even more upset than I predicted," said Deanna. Picard nodded. "I think so, as well I have informed Commander Waldo of our coming, and at my orders he has instituted a thorough examination of Beverly by Doctor Zink. When do you think Wesley can join us?" Deanna shrugged. "At least two weeks. Let's get more data from the examination, and go from there," she said. On Space Base Raven, Wesley was furious. She had found a copy of the porno tape that the Ferengi had made. "Mother will kill me!" Wesley said. Then to add to her problems, the official search of her quarters had also found the Marijuana! So now she was confined to the hospital. Corbin, the little weasel, had denied any knowledge of drugs, and had requested and received permission to go on a mission that would last several years. Star Fleet had obviously been very embarrassed, and was glad to ship him off. God how humiliating - everyone on the base was snickering behind their backs at her! 'Why was I so foolish?' Wesley wondered. 'Mother is going to kill me! She has already turned herself into me, so that's OK - at least I won't be court-martialed for disobeying standard orders! And if worst comes to worst, Mom can just resign. She has plenty of money, and her career is practically over, while mine is just beginning. God, what a major mess. I feel like am warping right into a Super Nova! And to add to my many pleasures, my damn period started yesterday! I feel like an unclean cow! Mom! Get here soon, and change us back!' Wesley ordered to an unfeeling Universe. * * * Dr. Zink was going over the findings with Picard, Data and Councelor Troi. "We have found traces of some drugs in her system, but it has been too long to establish exactly what else may have been used on Dr. Crusher, though from the evidence of her behavior, I would theorize that a powerful aphoristic was employed. Instead of acting like a mature woman and a senior Star Fleet officer, she behaved like a twenty-year- old who had never had sex before. I recommend psychiatric care." Deanna said carefully, "I have examined her emotional state without her being aware of me, and never have I felt Dr. Crusher in such emotional turmoil. I must concur." Captain Picard nodded his head thoughtfully. "Make it so! Let's go see her." 'Beverly' was astounded to see Captain Picard and Deanna Troi come into the room. 'Shit! Have they found out? I wish I had a worm hole to crawl into.' Picard took a lovely hand. "Beverly, we are your friends. Don't worry, we are not going to abandon you." Deanna smiled warmly and said, "Quite correct!" She embraced the lovely red headed woman. "You were undoubtedly drugged. We would formally protest this, but the Ferengi government would do nothing, and protesting would just - I am afraid - increase the sales of the tape. However, we have made the Pleasure Planet off limits to Star Fleet personnel." Picard grinned wolfishly, "You should have heard the owner howl in protest! I have found it's always best to attack your enemy's flank - in the case of Ferengi - their flank is the part that's in the bank!" Despite herself, Wesley laughed. It was good to have such nice, supportive friends. Strangely, he found Captain Picard very attractive. 'I always knew mother had a crush on him,' Wesley thought with satisfaction. "Is - Wesley - with you?" Wesley asked tentatively. "No, Beverly. He wanted to come, but we thought it better if we kept him away until both of you calm down," said Picard. "Was he very angry with me?" asked Wesley with a cold feeling in the pit of her stomach. 'I just know mother is going to kill me! I just know it!' she thought. Deanna hesitated. "I won't lie, Beverly. Yes, he was. I've never seen him so angry." "When is he coming?" asked 'Beverly' with a worried look. "As soon as you both are ready emotionally to see each other," said Deanna. Professionally, she looked over Dr. Crusher's vitals on the screen, smiled, and picked up a hypo and injected the lovely slim arm. "You need to rest now..." Wesley felt himself relax and drift off into a trouble free sleep. * * * Captain Picard was discussing her later with Deanna. "Captain, I feel that part of the problem was that Beverly had denied her own sexuality since her husband's death, and whatever the Ferengi did just released the flood. For example, I know she is in love with you, but you two haven't been intimate." "How do you know?" replied Picard, in an irritated voice. Deanna just raised her expressive brows at him. Picard laughed. "You're right of course!" he said. "Damnably right. I've tried, but at the last minute she has always pushed me away. I do love her, you know, Deanna." Deanna had tears in her eyes. "I know!" Picard's hopeless love for Beverly was well known - almost a legend in the fleet. It was agony for him to see her behave like the worst kind of slut. Later, alone in her room, the now Beverly groaned. She had to go through therapy! 'Mom! Get here soon! I've got to escape,' Wesley thought. The view plate came on, with the smiling face of Captain Picard showing. "Beverly, join me for dinner." Wesley felt lightheaded. The tranquilizer had relaxed her, and made her rather suggestible. Besides, she was just dying of curiosity to find out just what was his mother's actual relationship with the Captain! What better way to find out? Wesley was excited deciding what to wear. They had brought 'her' wardrobe with them. Damn, it was only two hours to dinner. Now what to wear? Gowns of silver and gold swung temptingly under eager slim fingers. Wesley tried on one after another, and admired her lovely body in the mirror. Gold was enchanting, but Wesley finally decided on the blue, because it set off her eyes. Carefully, remembering the tricks she had learned on the Planet of Pleasure, she made herself up and slipped into enchanting hose. The stockings had a secret fire of their own, and when the gown's slits allowed a certain percentage of them to show, they gleamed with a magic light. 'Really seductive,' Wesley thought smugly. Wesley brushed her long, beautiful red hair until it shown, and then dabbed on some special perfume she had bought at the Ferengi Pleasure Planet. Wesley smiled at the beautiful woman in the mirror. 'I look great! I might as well enjoy it while I can. Mom will be here soon, and then it's back to being Wesley again. My old body was more than OK, and of course much younger, but it's been a treat to be a beautiful, sexy woman.' "Mothers, lock up your sons!" she said, and glided out of the room. When Picard saw the vision of loveliness entering gracefully into his guest quarters, he sprang to his feet. 'Beverly' hid a smile. She really rocked him off warp unto impulse! He sputtered unintelligibly for a moment. Then he said simply, "Beverly, I've never seen you looking so beautiful." "Thank you, Jean-Luc!" It was so cool! She had fooled them all! If Wesley would have called the Captain 'Jean-Luc', he would be in the brig on bread and water. The Captain hurried forward and seated her. Wesley reached out and touched him, and noticed the reaction to her touch. This was going to be easy, she thought. 'I feel very excited - more than the usual desire! I hope mom won't be mad, 'cause after all, I will be doing her a favor.' They had a nice dinner, and a great bottle of wine from the Picard estates. "You must really despise me, Jean-Luc," said 'Beverly' softly. The wine was in his blood, and she was determined to have her way with the Captain. It just seemed so natural, as she wanted the man so much. He looked down. "No, Beverly, I blame myself. I should have been straightforward before, but I let the memory of a dead friend, your husband, freeze my tongue. It wasn't fair to you, to me, or even to him. I love you! Will you marry me?" Wesley caught her breath. 'I can't blow this for mom! Besides, I want Jean-Luc right now with a with a passion I have never felt before!' "Yes, oh yes, my darling!" she said in a breathless, happy voice. The sex was better, much better than the recreational couplings aboard the Pleasure Planet. Wesley had never realized before how much being in love - especially being a woman in love - could add to the pleasure of sex. They nestled in each other's arms all night long. Deanna was so happy for them both when informed in the morning. They made sure that word got spread further that the Ferengi had drugged Beverly, and there was even talk of reprisals. But still, Deanna thought Beverly would never really live it down. People would be snickering at her the rest of her life! (The real Beverly Crusher was thinking much the same thoughts, still furious with Wesley.) * * * On the Enterprise, 'Wesley' was living with Robin. Boy, was it great to be a virile young man in love! Often they had sex five times a day. Finally, twenty days later, 'Wesley' was told that the emotional state of his mother and 'himself' was improved enough that 'he' was allowed to go to Star Base Raven - it seemed 'his' mother was marrying Picard! 'This is the last straw!' 'he' thought. 'Wesley' brought an eager Robin with him. Robin was so happy! She was in love! Wesley had really improved, both as a physical lover and as a companion. He wasn't nearly as self-centered as he used to be, he seemed to have an uncanny ability to please her sexually, and he really knew how to be loving and considerate. His taking of her to the wedding was a good omen, she thought dreamily. 'Maybe there would be two weddings, if I can pull it off!' 'Wesley' called 'his mother' on a secure channel. "Are you out of your mind, marrying Picard?" Bev asked. He would like to strangle the lovely red headed woman on the view screen. "No, but hurry up - it will be better if you arrive before the wedding, rather than after. I am only doing it for you, mom," Wesley said self-righteously. "What! You seduce my long time lost love Jean-Luc, you ruin my reputation with those foul tapes, and have the nerve to tell me you did it for me!" "Sure! You are just too inhibited! You would have never got Jean-Luc to the altar if you had been yourself. You'll thank me when this is over!" Bev was speechless! 'I've got to kill Wesley!' he thought with fond dreams, 'Slowly!' He wet his lips. 'Very slowly!' "Have you worked out how we can switch back without anyone knowing?" asked the apparent Dr. Crusher. "Yes!" "Good! Your body is nice for a visit, but not for a lifetime. Please hurry. I am going native. In your persona, I really love Jean-Luc!" Bev savagely cut the transmission. He sat in thought. 'It's been almost a month in Wesley's body, and I don't feel maternal any more. Strange, but not so strange.' Before they left for the Star Base, Bev took Robin aside. "Dear, I have something very important to ask you -- " he said, before nothing further could be said, with Robin all over him... * * * Mother and son greeted each other with hugs and smiles. Only Deanna sensed the tension between them, but was confident that things would work out. Now that Wesley was here, Picard and Beverly would be married tomorrow. Mother and son were given some time alone to work out their problems. The apparent Beverly was surprised at the warm maternal feelings she had for the young man opposite her. She hugged him lovingly. "I am sorry, dear, to have done this to you. Do you forgive me?" Wesley asked. The apparent Wesley smiled a strange smile. "I admit I was furious at first, but now I forgive you." Tears were in the lovely woman's eyes. "Thank you!" On their next embrace, Wesley felt something strange! She had been injected with something, and her head felt like it was floating up to the ceiling! "What?" "It is a powerful, very illegal hypnotic drug, 'mother' dear," said a smiling Bev. "You have made such a mess of my life that I am not going back! At first I was furious with you, but then the more time I spent in my new body, the better I liked it. Robin and I are in love, and are getting married. I am young and male with my whole life in front of me, and will be married to a sexy, loving woman. I find the prospect very pleasing. Who knows, I may even become a star ship Captain - especially with 'my' stepfather the famous Captain Picard! You are very welcome to remain as the middle aged Dr. Beverly Crusher. Oh, allow me to congratulate you on hooking Captain Picard. What a catch for you!" Wesley felt powerless and light headed. "Mother, you can't do this to me!" The new Wesley grinned. "Sure I can! I have no maternal instincts in this body! You have them. Now I have your selfish, 'me first' instincts. Much more conductive to my happiness!" "But I'm not a doctor, and you haven't been trained to be a command officer. " "Don't worry your pretty little head, 'Mother', I have a way of fixing that, using the transporter - modifying the technique you found when you appropriated my old body." The lovely head shook, swirling the long red hair. "You won't get away with it! I will tell, damn the consequences!" 'Wesley' grinned. "No, you won't. Soon you will beg me not to trade back. Look in the mirror!" Somehow, Wesley could not disobey. Gracefully, she walked to the mirror. A beautiful woman in her early forties stared back at him. "Repeat after me, 'I love being Beverly Crusher!'" "I love being Beverly Crusher!" said Wesley, parrot-like, and found to her horror that she meant it. She would fight to remain 'herself', Beverly Crusher. "You feel a warm maternal love for me, your son!" And the former Wesley found to her horror that she did. "Repeat. 'I love Jean-Luc so much that I would do anything for him! Anything! The thought of losing him is more than I can bear," said 'Wesley'. Again the words were passionately repeated by the future Beverly Picard. "You will not remember this scene after you say to me. 'Please, I beg of you! Let me stay Beverly Crusher! I love my body and Jean-Luc so much that I cannot bear to give them up!" said the former Beverly with a grin. "Please, I beg of you! Let me stay Beverly Crusher! I love my body and Jean-Luc so much that I cannot bear to give them up!" The former Wesley looked with hope at the young man across from her. Her heart fluttered with fear and she thought. 'What if he would refuse and I would lose my beautiful body and my love Jean-Luc? I would just die!' The new Wesley smiled kindly. "Of course, if that is what you want, dear, you can be Beverly Crusher for the rest of your life." Sobbing with relief, the now and forever more Beverly embraced the young man with maternal love. "Thank you! Thank you! You don't know how much this means to me! I will be forever grateful, Wesley." It seemed so natural to call the young man smiling at her that. It was nice of him to trade lives! So unselfish! Then 'Beverly' was worried. "But what about my medical knowledge? I can't be a Doctor -" 'Wesley' interrupted. "We can trade technique knowledge using the transporter. Come along, 'mother'!" Beverly sighed with relief. "Thank you! You are a wonderful son!" * * * Dressed all in white, Beverly made a loving bride and smiled so radiantly that she lit up the room. They were married by the beaming Rev. Jones. No one had ever heard a bride say 'I do' with such passionate love. She and Jean-Luc had talked it over, and she would try and have a son as soon as she could. She was not getting any younger! She was so proud to be able to help her love carry on the proud name of Picard! She knew from her extensive knowledge as a physician that carrying a baby at her age would be difficult and unpleasant, but she would do anything for her love. Passionately she kissed her new husband, then hugged her son with maternal fondness. He was such a wonderful boy to trade bodies and lives like this! She looked at Robin, his fiancee, and wondered if the pretty young woman was good enough for Wesley? Data always found weddings fascinating. Such a lot of fuss humans made over their matings. But he was glad the mess of exchanged bodies had been worked out satisfactorily. Everything was back to normal, and Dr. Crusher was even marrying the Captain - something she should have done long ago. And Wesley was marrying Lt. Lefler. Happy endings appealed to his tidy mind, and Data was glad he was able to help bring this one about. And they all lived happily ever after! The End.