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me that time is a predator that stalks us all our lives. But maybe time is also a companion … who goes with us on our journey, and reminds us to cherish the moments of our lives because they will never come again. We are, after all, only mortal.

For a time, Riker did not speak; and then the familiar impish glint came into his eyes. Speak for yourself, sir. I kinda planned on living forever.

The captain smiled at him as they stepped from the ready room onto the wrecked bridge. A shadow passed over Rikers features as he looked at the captains chair.

I always thought Id have a crack at this chair one day.

You may still, Picard said. Somehow, I doubt this will be the last ship to carry the name Enterprise. He hesitated a moment to give the bridge a final glance, to fix it forever in his memory, then touched his comm badge.

Picard to Farragut. Two to beam up.

He straightened at the transporters gentle whine, and stood very still, watching, as the past dissolved.

Table of Contents

Part One

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Part Two

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