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COMPUTER: Repulse shuttle
has cleared Docking Bay 3.

Open hailing frequencies.

Hailing frequencies open.

Repulse, this is the Enterprise.

We are getting underway.

MAN [ON SCREEN]:
Acknowledged, Enterprise.

Transfer complete.
Good luck on your mission.

And to you.

MAN:
Give my regards to your captain.

Repulse out.

Shuttlebay secure, sir.

Thank you, Mr. Crusher.

Make all preparations
to get underway.

We're constructing the enclosure
on Cargo Deck 5.

[DOOR BEEPS]

Come.

The transfer has been completed.

Dr. Pulaski is being shown
to her quarters.

- We're ready to get underway.
- Grand.

Take a look at the containment module
our chief engineer has designed.

Chief engineer.
It still has a nice ring to it.

Each of these units
will have total environmental control.

Gravity, temperature, atmosphere,
light, all in a protective stasis field.

And these get put
into the large containment unit?

Right. See, these modules
will keep the specimens alive,

but it's this large containment area
that's gonna keep us alive.

Now I have to go
and replicate this 512 times,

which means
I'll have to divert power

from the warp engines
to the replicator for a while.

Oh. How long will we be
on impulse power?

A couple of hours. It can't be helped.

RIKER:
When we leave 'aucdet IX,

I'll need all the power
in those warp engines.

You'll have it.

Number One,
I'll relieve you at 0300.

Take us out of orbit, Mr. Crusher.

Set course for 'aucdet IX.

Aye, sir. Course for 'aucdet IX
has been input.

Maximum impulse velocity.

Aye, sir.

Engage.

DATA:
Engineering, this is Science One.

I have just observed what appeared
to be a random energy transference.

- Where?
- DATA [OVER INTERCOM]: Aft.

Outboard of the port nacelle.

Hold on, I'll check.

No, I show nothing here, Data.

- Problem, commander?
- Possibility, sir.

An unexplained power fluctuation.

- You let me know if it reoccurs.
- Aye, sir.

[BOTH SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Huh.

[GRUNTING]

[PANTING]

PICARD:
Space, the final frontier.

These are the voyages
of the starship Enterprise.

Its continuing mission:
to explore strange new worlds,

to seek out new life
and new civilizations,

to boldly go where no one
has gone before.

PICARD:
Captain's log, stardate 42073.1.

There's been an outbreak of plasma
plague in the Rachelis System.

We're on a run to collect specimens
of the deadly plague

and transport them
to Science Station Tango Sierra,

where, hopefully,
an antidote can be produced.

How's it going?

Finished.
Just waiting to insert the modules.

Number One.

Lieutenant La Forge says
we will be able

to engage the warp drive
within the hour.

Grand. Mr. Data,

when we have a complete list

of all the specimens
we will be carrying,

I want you and Doctor, uh...

Pulaski, sir.

Dr. Pulaski.
I want you to go through them.

Aye, sir.

By the way,
where is our new doctor?

- Has she reported in?
- Not yet.

Sickbay, this is the captain.

MAN [OVER INTERCOM]:
Sickbay, aye.

Is Dr. Pulaski there?

MAN: Uh, no, sir,
the doctor is in Ten-Forward.

- Thank you.
- MAN: Aye, sir.

A few hours on board
and already she's found Ten-Forward.

- I'll go get her.
- PICARD: No.

I'll go.

Not the best way
to meet your new captain.

PICARD:
Deck Ten, Forward Station One.

Hello, captain.

Ensign.

I'm, uh, sorry this mission will delay
your reunion with your mother.

That's all right.

It'll give me the time
to finish some projects I have to do.

It's going to be hard
leaving the Enterprise.

Mixed feelings for all of us.

It's always hard leaving any ship.

Just as it was for your mother

when she left to become head
of Starfleet Medical.

But moving from one assignment
to another is part of the life

which you are choosing.

I know.

But this isn't any ship.

How true.

- Guinan.
- Captain.

Where is Dr. Pulaski?

Thank you.

Dr. Katherine Pulaski?

- Ah. You must be Captain Picard.
- Doctor, protocol may have been lax

on your last assignment,
but here on the Enterprise--

Sit down, captain,
you'd better listen to this.

Lieutenant La Forge, status report.

LA FORGE [OVER INTERCOM]:
The containment area is completed

and the last of the modules
are being inserted.

Take us to warp 6
as soon as possible.

- LA FORGE: Acknowledged.
- This is Dr. Katherine Pulaski.

We'll handle the formal
introductions later.

Counselor Deanna Troi is pregnant.

She...

- She is going to have a baby.
- Baby?

This is a surprise.

More so for me.

This pregnancy is unlike anything
I have ever encountered.

Since she came to me
a few hours ago,

I have done two complete
examinations of Counselor Troi.

Now, this is the first examination.

The fetus is about halfway through
the first trimester, about six weeks old.

Now, understand,

we believe that conception
took place 11 hours ago.

- What?
- PULASKI: It gets better.

This is the second exam,
one hour later.

Now, it's consistent,
except for the fact

that it appears
that the fetus is several weeks older.

At this growth rate, Counselor Troi
will have her baby in about 36 hours.

The normal gestation rate
for a Betazoid is 10 months.

I don't mean to be indelicate,

but who's the father?

Last night while I slept,

something which I can only describe
as a presence

entered my body.

PICARD: A life-form of unknown origin
and intent is breeding

right now inside Counselor Troi.

Our purpose here is to determine

what is to be done about this.
Discussion.

No, wait,
now let me get this straight.

Deanna was impregnated by what?

Doctor, what do the tests show?
Is it a humanoid? An alien?

It's a male human.

Or in this case,
half human, half Betazoid.

RIKER:
Exactly the same as Deanna.

PULASKI:
In every way.

[FETUS'S HEART BEATING]

PULASKI [IN DISTORTED VOICE]:
There is nothing to indicate

any genetic patterns other than hers.

RIKER [IN DISTORTED VOICE]:
I don't think this is random.

I think there's a purpose here,
a reason. What, I don't know.

WORF [IN DISTORTED VOICE]:
The pregnancy must be terminated.

For the safety of the ship
and the crew.

RIKER: Worf, you can't assume
the intent was belligerent.

WORF:
That is the safest assumption.

DATA [IN DISTORTED VOICE]:
Captain, this is a life-form.

Not to allow it to develop naturally

would deny us the opportunity
to study it.

WORF: If the fetus is aborted,
laboratory analysis is still possible.

RIKER: Doctor, is there any health risk
to Counselor Troi

if the fetus is aborted?

Captain.

Do whatever you feel is necessary
to protect the ship and the crew.

But know this.

I'm going to have this baby.

Then it seems
that the discussion is over.

PICARD:
Captain's log, supplemental.

We have finally arrived
at 'aucdet IX,

where we will pick up the specimens
of plasma plague

for transport to Rachelis.

It is only because
so many lives are at stake

that I'm willing to put this ship
and crew at such great risk.

Meanwhile, Counselor Troi's
pregnancy continues to progress

at an astonishing rate.

PICARD:
How are you feeling?

I should be feeling uncomfortable
with all the changes in my body,

but I don't. I feel fine.

Better than fine. Wonderful.

Standard orbit.

Standard orbit, sir.

Open hailing frequencies.

WORF:
Hailing frequencies open.

'Aucdet IX, this is Captain Jean-Luc
Picard of the USS Enterprise.

Ah, the Enterprise, here at last.
Well, good, let's get going.

Excuse me,
to whom am I speaking?

To whom are you speaking?

I'm Lieutenant Commander
Hester Dealt.

Medical trustee.
Federation Medical Collection Station.

Are the specimens ready
for transfer?

Yes, but with your permission,
I would like to inspect

the containment area
before we proceed.

[ON SCREEN] Now, it's not that I
doubt the ability of your crew, captain,

but we cannot afford a mistake.

I appreciate your caution.

In the like vein,
I want a complete detailed manifest

of everything you intend
to bring aboard my ship.

Very good. I will allow you access
to my computer banks, okay?

PICARD:
Mr. Data, download the inventory,

cross-reference it
with the medical computer.

Number One, arrange to have
Hester Dealt transported up.

PICARD:
Captain's log, supplemental.

Although it's been nearly 14 hours
since we arrived at 'aucdet IX,

Hester Dealt has still not completed
his inspection of the containment unit.

A transfer will not be permitted

until he's assured of zero growth
during our voyage.

Meanwhile, the desperate pleas
from the Rachelis System continue.

Captain, the final manifest
has been received.

At last.

Review it with Dr. Pulaski. I want you
to be completely familiar with it.

Aye, sir.

Data, would you help me
get to Sickbay?

- It's time.
- Oh, you bet it is.

Let's get you to Maternity.

Worf, assemble your security team
in Sickbay.

- Is that necessary?
- DATA: Yes, doctor. Captain's orders.

Well, it's strange to need
armed guards in a delivery room.

This way.

- How frequent are your contractions?
- Very close together.

Oh, in my other deliveries,
except for a couple,

the father was always present.

Difficult under the circumstances.

Perhaps I could serve
in that capacity.

Counselor Troi is going to need
the comfort of a human touch

and not the cold hand of technology.

Doctor, I think Commander Data
will do very nicely.

Your choice.

You don't have to do anything, Data.

Just be with me.

PULASKI:
There's nothing to be nervous about.

Nervous?

I find this very interesting.

Although I understand,
in technical terms, how life is formed,

there is still a part of the process
which eludes me.

The child inside you.

Are you able
to access his thought process?

Does he have thoughts?

You are aware of him.
Is he aware of you?

When does that awareness begin?

It's happening.

- DATA: How does it feel?
- Data.

- DATA: Yes?
- Now.

Now. Now, now.
Doctor. Doctor. Doctor.

This is an impatient baby.

He's eager to make his appearance.

Now, do you want something
for the pain?

It will in no way
diminish the experience.

I have felt no pain.

- None?
- No. None at all.

PULASKI:
Have your security men stand back.

I understand the importance
of having you here,

but keep out from underfoot.

[TROl PANTING]

- PULASKI: Fetal pulse?
- ATTENDANT: One thirty-seven.

PULASKI: The baby is showing
healthy respiratory movements.

The action of the heart rate is good.

[TROl PANTING]

PULASKI:
The baby's doing wonderfully, Troi.

Breathe slowly.

You're doing great. Stay calm.

That's it. There it is.

I've got him. You can relax.

[BABY CRYING]

PULASKI:
There, there. That's a good boy.

Okay.

Oh, my, he's beautiful.

Are easy births the norm
for Betazoids?

Not according to my mother.

You can come in
the rest of the way now.

There's no threat, lieutenant.
You and your men can relax.

It's just a baby.

Thank you
for allowing me to participate.

It was remarkable.

Do you have a name?

Ian Andrew, after my father.

- Were you here all along?
- Yes.

He's beautiful, Deanna.

Just like his mother.

How do you feel?

Fine.

Wonderful.

Thank you, doctor, for everything.

Amazing.

Captain.

Doctor, welcome to the Bridge.

Please, sit down.

How is Counselor Troi?

Did she have a good night?

PULASKI: I've delivered dozens
of babies, but none like this.

- There was no pain. No trauma.
- RIKER: It's true.

It was effortless for both of them.

I'm not sure of your point.

PULASKI:
She had her baby yesterday.

If I were to examine her now,

I would not be able to tell
she had a baby,

or had ever had a baby.

It was as if
the incident never happened.

Data, how long
before we begin the transfer?

DATA:
Two hours 19 minutes, sir.

Number One, you have the Bridge.

Aye, sir.

You will accompany me,
doctor, please?

I think it's time I paid my respects.

[DOOR BEEPS]

TROI:
Come in.

Deanna?

I wanted to see how you were
and have a look at your...

Baby. My goodness.

- How old is he?
- In actuality, a day.

- Yes, but...
- In appearance,

almost 4 Earth years old.

TROI:
Ian,

say hello to Captain Picard.

You mean he can talk?

Hello.

Hello, Ian.

Please don't worry.
Everything is okay.

PICARD:
Captain's log, supplemental.

We are faced
with two major problems:

Troi's child

and the deadly cargo
we are about to take on.

In the hours since his birth,

Troi's baby
has continued his rapid growth

and now appears physically
and mentally to be a child of 8.

Still there is no indication
as to who he is or why he's here.

Sickbay, this is the Bridge.

We are ready to begin loading.

PULASKI [OVER INTERCOM]:
We need a little more time.

It's taking longer than we anticipated
to categorize these specimens.

Data, look at this.

- "Data."
- What?

- My name. It is pronounced "Data."
- Oh?

You called me Data.

Ha, ha. What's the difference?

One is my name. The other is not.

Is this possible?

With all your neural nets,
algorithms and heuristics?

Is there some combination that makes
up a circuit for bruised feelings?

Possible?

I am unfamiliar with this symbol.

It indicates a genetically engineered
biological life-form.

About 20 percent of the specimens
fall into that category.

Some eager beaver at play.

Query.

Eager beaver?

Well, in this case,
eager beaver refers

to some overachieving
genetic engineer

who, probably because of lack
of anything better to do,

has forced this strain of virus
to mutate,

just so he can see how bad
bad can get.

Captain Picard.

Picard.

PULASKI: I just wanted you to know
what risks we're about to take.

Go on.

If the most innocuous specimen
on the manifest list gets loose,

it will destroy all life on the Enterprise
in a matter of hours.

I understand, doctor.

Do you have a recommendation?

Considering how desperately
this is needed, no, I don't.

I just wanted you to know
what we were carrying.

Thank you. Commander Data,
if you've completed your review,

you're needed
in Transporter Room 3.

Aye, sir. Excuse me, doctor.

That's all right, Data.

"Data." Whatever.

TROI:
Ian?

Ian.

He's a very tactile child.

He wants to touch
and feel everything.

It's time to go, sweetheart.

Unbelievable.

I think he's actually grown
since you dropped him off.

I like it here, Mommy.

I thought you would.

Say thank you to Miss Gladstone
for having you

and let's go get something to eat.

Thank you.

Bye.

Thank you.

COMPUTER:
Bio-transport authorization complete.

Cargo Deck 5,
we will commence transportation

[OVER INTERCOM]
on your command.

Transporter 3,
we are ready to receive.

Mm-hm.

Data, the first batch is in place
and we're ready for the next.

You'll inform me when loading
is complete and the cargo secure?

LA FORGE:
Aye, sir.

[DOOR BEEPS]

Come in.

I wanted to stop by
and see how Ian was doing.

We're doing fine.
I was just about to get him his supper.

Do you want your supper now too?

Um, no, Ian.
But thank you for the invitation.

You're welcome.

Have you ever played with puppies?

They had a litter today
in the nursery.

No, Ian, I don't think
I've played with puppies.

You should come to the nursery
while the puppies are still there.

Perhaps later.

Ow! Mom! Ow.

Oh, let me see it.

That's not so bad.

My face is wet.

TROI:
Is that better, sweetheart?

Everything's going to be fine.

He allowed himself to be burned.

Mm-hm. For the experience.

Who is he?

Why is he here?

What does he want?

Ian, could you tell us
why you're here?

Because Mommy said
it was time to eat.

No. I mean, why are you here
on this ship?

- I live here.
- Ian, I think the captain wants to know

if you're ready to tell us
why you came here.

No. Not yet.

The answer is within him.

When his cognitive powers
have sufficiently developed,

he will be able to articulate it.

I hope he will tell us soon.

Cargo has been loaded
and is secure.

Then take us out of orbit,
Number One.

Set a course for Rachelis, warp 6.

[SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY]

Excuse me.

Can I get you something?

No, nothing. I just like to stand here.

I don't blame you. It's beautiful.

Yeah.

How about a nice cup
of Mareuvian tea?

No, nothing. Thank you.

You'll be leaving soon.

Yeah.

What do you see
when you look out there?

The Lorenze cluster,

and there's Arneb,

and there's Epsilon Indi.

That's not what I mean.

I mean, when you look out there,
don't you see your future?

- It'll still be there.
- Ah.

What about a cup of nectar
direct from Prometheus?

No, nothing.

That's the third time
you've asked me.

It's what I'm expected to do.

Don't you always do
what's expected?

I try.

Even if it's not what you really want?

Sometimes.

Sometimes it's more important
to consider others before yourself.

Yes.

But sometimes the game is to know

when to consider yourself
before others.

Give yourself permission
to be selfish.

[ALARM BLARING]

HESTER:
Something's wrong.

- What is it?
- Growth.

- Where?
- L-73.

Bridge, this is Cargo Deck 5.

Yes, La Forge.

LA FORGE [OVER INTERCOM]:
Captain, we have a malfunction

in the containment area.

- How serious?
- Very.

PICARD:
Captain's log, supplemental.

For reasons as yet unknown,

one of the deadly specimens
of plasma plague has begun to grow.

Report, Mr. La Forge.

Captain, we've checked everything.

There's no reason
for this to be happening.

I can't even isolate the cause
of the problem.

RIKER: Come on, Data.
We'd better get down there.

- Dr. Pulaski.
- PULASKI [OVER INTERCOM]: Yes?

They're having a little difficulty
on Cargo Deck 5.

Your presence is requested.

PULASKI:
I'm on my way.

WESLEY:
You never talk about yourself.

Sure I do. All the time.

- WESLEY: People say you're very old.
- Oh?

WESLEY:
And that you knew Captain Picard

when he was on the Stargazer.

No, I never knew the captain
till I came on board.

Well, everyone's very curious
about you.

Yes, I'll bet they are.

Yeah, they wanna know
where you're from.

And where do they say?

Well, they say that you're
from Nova Kron, and that--

PICARD [OVER INTERCOM]:
Mr. Crusher, report to the Bridge.

Aye, sir. Gotta go.

Thanks.

For a dish of Dovlarian soufflé?

No, not for the soufflé.

I meant for the rest.

That's why I'm here.

Thanks.

Bye.

RIKER:
Why this module and not the others?

Computer, run diagnostic
on module L-73.

COMPUTER:
All circuits functional.

LA FORGE:
The environment's as programmed.

Temperature 97 degrees Kelvin.

Radiation flux zero.
Stasis field nominal.

Everything exactly the way
it should be, right down the line.

Perhaps it is a sensor malfunction.

Computer, inquiry.

Is growth actually occurring
in module L-73?

COMPUTER:
Confirmed.

Doctor, one of the specimens
is growing.

- Destroy it now.
- I can't.

Data, prepare to jettison the module.

We can't do that either.

It will go into a spore and remain

until it comes into contact
with a planet or another ship.

And the results would be disastrous.

Commander, your attitude tells me
that no matter how bad I think it is,

it's actually worse?

- This is not gonna hold it.
- Go on.

HESTER: The rate of growth
is increasing so rapidly,

within 30 minutes,
it's gonna push out of its module.

Within two hours, it'll break out
of the containment area.

No, no, it can't break through this.

Yes, it will.

Captain, we may not be able
to get control of this situation.

I recommend we arrange transfer
of all nonessential personnel

to the saucer section.

[OVER INTERCOM]
If we lose containment,

we should be prepared to separate.

Make it so.

Why this one specimen
and none of the others?

Something is stimulating it.

Do you have the etiology?

- Do you know how it was developed?
- Yes.

It's right over here.

It's a mutated strain developed
by Dr. Susan Nuress

during an outbreak of plasma plague
70 years ago in the Oby system.

It was number nine
in a series of 58 tests.

This particular one bombarded
by low levels of Eichner radiation.

Could exposure to Eichner radiation
stimulate growth?

It could, but I...

I've got some.

Why didn't you detect this before?

I don't know. It wasn't here before.

Well, it is now.

What emits that type of radiation?

A subspace phase inverter.

We don't have one.

- Certain cyanoacrylates.
- Also not on this ship. What else?

Because it's here,
and we'd better find it.

I can feel that some of the people
are very worried.

Yes. I feel it too, but don't you worry.

It's me, Mommy.

I'm the reason.

What?

It's me.

- You?
- Yes.

I have to leave you now,
or it'll be very bad for everyone.

What are you saying?

I have to leave now.

Leave?

You're going to die.

No, you can't!

Sickbay, this is Counselor Troi.

I need the doctor
in my quarters now!

Ian! Ian, no! Ian!

[TROl SOBS]

TROI:
It's Ian. Hurry!

PULASKI:
What happened?

- Did he eat anything? Did he fall?
- No.

[DEVICE WHIRS]

Commander, the child is the source
of the unusual radiation.

Ian said he's the reason
the ship is in danger.

That analysis is correct.

I'm losing lifesigns.

You must save him.

I'm sorry.

[TROl SOBS]

LA FORGE [OVER INTERCOM]:
Commander Riker,

the containment field has stabilized.

Thank you, lieutenant.

Then Ian was right.

He was the cause.

Apparently so.

He is a life-force entity.

When we passed each other in space,
he was curious about us.

So he decided the best way to learn
was to go through the process.

To be born, to live as one of us,
and in that way to understand us.

He never meant any harm.

There was a moment
when you smiled.

He said, "Thank you."

I told him we will miss him.

And I will.

Standard station orbit, Mr. Crusher.

Aye, sir, standard orbit.

Transporter Room 3,
this is the captain.

We have arrived.

[OVER INTERCOM] Let's make
this transfer with all deliberate speed.

Aye, sir.

I'll be glad to be relieved
of this cargo.

You have the Bridge, Number One.

WESLEY:
Captain?

Could I see you
when you have a moment?

In my Ready Room
when your duties permit.

Thank you, sir.

How long is it gonna take
to develop a vaccine?

We may never develop one.

Then all of this
might have been in vain?

No, let's hope not.

DATA [OVER INTERCOM]:
Stand by to energize.

Good luck.

Data, you can lock onto the first group
and begin transporting on my mark.

[DOOR BEEPS]

Come.

Captain Picard,
I've thought about this a lot.

I want to remain on the Enterprise.

Have you discussed this
with your mother?

No, sir.

Before I do that,
I'd like your permission to stay.

Wesley, it's a little more complicated
than that.

Captain, this is where I want to be.

This is where I feel I belong.

RIKER [OVER INTERCOM]:
Captain. Transfer complete.

We are ready to leave orbit.

Make it so, Number One.

Return to your position.

RIKER:
All systems secure.

PICARD:
Take us out of orbit, Mr. Crusher.

Lay in a course
for the Morgana Quadrant.

WESLEY:
Yes, sir.

Ensign Crusher has requested
to remain on the Enterprise.

I'm not surprised.
How did you respond?

I haven't as yet, Number One.

I didn't think
that it was my responsibility alone.

His remaining will create difficulties
for all of us.

Yes, indeed. With his mother gone,
who will see to his studies?

Exactly.

Of course, that duty will fall
to Commander Data.

And who will tuck him in at night?

Come on, commander.

I will accept that responsibility.

Well, we know he'll get his sleep.

PICARD: Well, then that takes care
of the practical,

but there's more to growing up
than that.

Now, it's my belief, Number One,

that you're best qualified
to supervise that.

You willing to serve?

Difficult decision.

Yes, I can do that.

PICARD: Mr. Crusher,
communicate with your mother

at Starfleet Medical Headquarters.
Give her my regards and tell her

you have my permission
to remain on the Enterprise.

But I will abide by her wishes.

Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.
I know she'll agree.

Now, if you have course
and speed laid in...

Yes, sir, they are.

Then, Mr. Crusher, engage.