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So why were you rolling around
in cypirion cactus?

- You know Rebecca Smith?
- The new tactical officer?

We took a walk in the arboretum.
We sat down, we got comfortable.

Things got a little romantic,
and then I rolled over. Ah!

Blurred vision,
dizziness, uh, palpitations.

A stinging sensation
in the lower spine.

It's terrelian death syndrome,
isn't it?

I thought we agreed
you'd come to me

before checking
starfleet medical database.

Yes, well, uh, this time,
I'm glad I did.

Because maybe we can stop
the cellular decay before it's too late.

Reg, you don't have
terrelian death syndrome.

Are you...?

- You're sure?
- I'm sure.

Then maybe it is
symbalene blood burn.

I don't see anything wrong
with you at all.

Wait a minute.

There is a slight imbalance
in your k-3 cell count.

- My k-ss? Oh, no, no...
- Barclay, I'm sure it's nothing.

Look, I'll run a micro-cellular scan.

We'll see.
This will take a couple of minutes.

Baldwin, I need that new toxic series
on ensign Brooks right away.

How's my smallest patient doing?

Data:
I believe she is doing well.

Her appetite has increased
by 7 percent,

and she is beginning
to engage in prenatal behavior.

Crusher:
Oh, she is getting close.

You'll have a fresh litter
of hungry kittens

before the week is over.

Let me just run an amniotic scan
to make sure everything's fine.

- Barclay: Doctor...
- Then I'll...

Doctor?

My capillaries are shrinking.

Excuse me.

Alyssa, can you take care
of spot for a minute?

- Start a preliminary amniotic scan.
- Yes, doctor.

My intravascular pressure,
it's going through the roof.

You're right, it is elevated.

You've also got heightened
electrophoretic activity.

Electrophoretic activity?
Is it serious?

Well, based on this,
I'd say you've got 70, maybe 80 years.

Eighty...? Eighty years?

Yes, reg.

What you've got
is a mild case of urodelan flu.

Now, it's nothing serious, most
humans have a natural immunity to it.

But the t cell in your DNA

that would normally fight off
the infection is dormant.

Hmm.
So you mean I have bad genes?

You have one dormant gene
out of a hundred thousand.

And I can activate that gene
with a synthetic t cell.

To let the body
fight the infection naturally.

You should feel better
in a couple of days.

- Thank you, doctor. I feel much better.
- Good.

Now, stay away
from medical database.

And you stay out of the arboretum.

Everything looks fine, data.

You wanna know
the sex of the kittens?

I have noticed that many humans
prefer not to know,

in order to experience
the surprise during birth.

I believe I will preserve
the mystery until then.

I know what you mean.
I don't want to know either.

Alyssa?

Spot's not the only one
who's going to be a mother.

Oh, Alyssa, that's wonderful!

How did Andrew take the news?

He was a little shocked.
But he's getting over it.

I have spent the past nine weeks
as an expectant parent.

I would be happy to share my insights
with your husband.

If my experience is any indication,
he will need all the help he can get.

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 47653.2.

We are performing field tests
of our new tactical systems

and weapon upgrades.

Mr. Worf is supervising
the exercises.

The next test will involve
the new photon torpedoes.

The explosive yield
has been increased by 11 percent,

and I have enhanced
the targeting system

for increased accuracy.

Sounds fascinating, Mr. Worf,
please proceed.

Setting targeting coordinates, 005.
Mark, 317.

Spread pattern delta-9-4.

Torpedoes armed and loaded, sir.

Fire when ready.

One of the torpedoes
has veered off course.

It appears to be a malfunction
in the guidance system.

Abort and destroy.

The torpedo is not responding.

Subspace detonator will not engage.

Lock on phasers.

The torpedo is out of range.

Even for your newly
improved phasers?

Maintain a sensor lock
on the torpedo, Mr. Worf.

We'll have to go after it.

That would be inadvisable, sir.

The asteroid field
is unusually dense.

The enterprise is too large
to safely navigate through it.

Then I'll take a shuttlecraft
and retrieve it.

Mr. Data, you're with me.

Captain, the shuttle pilot
who's on duty is lieutenant Hayes.

I happen to be a reasonably
qualified pilot, number one.

Besides, these tests hardly require
the captain's personal attention.

Understood. Enjoy yourself.

Mr. Worf,

I think that you should consider
analyzing your new guidance system.

Captain, I will need a few minutes
to attend to a personal matter.

Data: It is possible
that it will take several days

for captain picard and me
to complete our mission.

I would prefer
to have a human present

to supervise the birthing process.

Well, I'd be honored.

I have noticed that you are
the only other member of the crew

whom spot seems to like.

Really? That's hard to believe.

You're such a sweet little kitty.

She is to you.

However,
there have been several injuries

to other members of the crew
who have attempted to care for spot.

So has she, um, picked a place?

A place?

Cats usually like to pick
a specific location to give birth,

and it's usually dark and secluded,

and I believe...

That this is it.

I'm curious, sir.

Who's the father?

I am not certain.

Spot has escaped from my quarters
on several occasions,

and there are 12 male felines
on board.

I intend to run a full DNA analysis
on the kittens once they...

Picard: Picard to data.

Report to shuttleba y 2.

On my way, sir.

Goodbye, spot.

I believe you are in good hands.

You have nothing to worry about, sir.

Problem?

I have performed 13 diagnostics
on the weapons array,

and I can find nothing wrong
with the guidance system.

I'll have geordi run a diagnostic
on the torpedo bay.

- Maybe he can find something.
- Must you stand so close to me?

Lieutenant, are you all right?

- Yes, I am fine.
- No, you're not.

You've been working for six hours
straight, you're tired. Take a break.

- But...
- It's an order, lieutenant.

Troi: Thanks for waiting.

Do not approach me unannounced,
especially when I'm eating.

We were supposed to be
having lunch together, remember?

I was hungry.

Well, I'm hungry too.

- Excuse me.
- Yes?

Could I have an order
of ongilin caviar?

- Make that a double order.
- Server: Certainly.

Caviar, for lunch?

I'm in the mood for something salty.

Besides, it's no stranger
than what you're eating.

Have you noticed
how dry the air is on the ship?

I wonder if the environmental controls
are set properly.

You're excused.

Server: Here you go. Troi: Mm.

Is something wrong?

It has been a difficult day.
The torpedo guidance system failed.

It was my fault.

- You always say that.
- It was my fault!

I designed that guidance system.

Worf, calm down.

I think you're under more stress
than you'd like to admit.

Maybe you should get some rest.

Perhaps you are right.

If you will excuse me...

I didn't mean right now.

Barclay: We removed the torpedo
bay's primary guidance module

and found a power fluctuation
in the fonnard sensor cluster.

Now, we think it maybe a radial
imbalance in the phase discriminator.

Now, what we wanna do next
is run a level four diagnostic,

but we're going to have to shut down
auxiliary power to 19 decks...

Wait a minute, slow down.
You lost me back there.

- Which sensor clusters?
- The fonnard.

It's a power fluctuation
in the converter nodes.

It's a minor adjustment, it's minor.

It's all right here on this diagram,
commander.

Hmm. I'll look this over later.
Go ahead, you run your diagnostic.

I'll inform the other departments
about the, uh, power systems.

I'll check that.

He's full of energy today.

I can't get him to slow down,

he's been working like that
since last night.

Barclay: Looks like a
plasma conduit cut out in junction 17.

I'll go look at it.

Wait a minute, reg, I'll go with you.

Keep you posted.

Computer,
increase ambient temperature

by 2 degrees centigrade.

And increase relative humidity
by 10 percent.

Computer, reset environmental
controls to standard.

Worf, it's freezing in here.

You have already raised
the temperature three times.

- It is too hot. — live with it.

Computer,
execute my original command.

I need a bath.

You have the bridge.

Here we are.
It looks like a ruptured conduit.

No problem. I'll just bypass it.

La forge:
Reg, wait a second here.

Take a look
at these corroded edges here.

It looks like something's dissolved
the bulkhead

and eaten right through the conduit.

There are high levels
of cholic acid here.

Enzymatic agents.

You know, I wouldn't be surprised
if that solvent was organic.

Maybe we should run
a bio-spectral analysis on the solvent.

- Take a closer look.
- That's a very good idea.

But first, we should take a break.

You go ahead, sir, I'll take care of it.

Commander, we received
a communication from starfleet.

They wanted to know when they could
expect your performance analysis

of the new weapon systems.

- The weapon systems?
- Yes, sir.

The ones we've been testing
for the past few days?

That's right.

What should I tell them, sir?

Tell them we haven't finished yet.

What are you doing here?

I had to be near you.

Computer, increase temperature
by 5 degrees.

- Get out of that water now.
- Leave me alone!

Can I have a glass of water?

It's so cold in here.

Your temperature's dropped
almost 8 degrees.

I wanna run
a hypothalamic series right away.

Doctor, we've had
three other crew members

complaining about
the temperature levels.

Some feel they have fevers, others,
they're freezing like counselor troi.

Call Dr. Selar and Dr. Hacopian.

It looks like we've got some sort
of viral infection going on around here.

I wanna check on lieutenant worf.

Worf, have you had
any unusual symptoms lately?

Headaches, nausea, dizziness?

Worf, do you hear me?

I'm gonna run a full bio-scan.
I want you to lie down.

Okay, we can do this sitting up.

What is this?

Worf, how long have you had this
on your neck?

It looks like it's full
of some bio-acidic compound,

almost like a venom sac.

Open your mouth.

Ogawa:
Get a hypospray right away.

I managed to get her into stasis
before the venom paralyzed her.

She's going to need
reconstructive surgery,

but I think she'll be all right.

Sir, we've analyzed the venom

and compared it
to the acidic compound

found at junction 17
and on decks 10 and 12.

They all have
the same enzymatic composition.

Are you saying
that worf is spraying this...?

- Venom.
- This venom all over the ship?

I'd say so.

Sixty crewmen have begun
exhibiting strange behavioral changes.

Memory loss, fatigue, headaches.

I think one thing is clear.

There's some sort of disease
aboard the enterprise,

and it's spreading.

I'm having trouble concentrating,
myself.

It's like my mind keeps wandering.

I can't...

Commander, I've got seven
security teams out hunting for worf.

For some reason, sensors are having
a difficult time locking on to him.

I've called for a level two
security alert.

Do you think
we should go to a level one?

I don't know, what do you think?

- I think we should.
- Okay, sounds good.

Then you'll take care
of that security thing?

Yes, sir, I will.

Riker:
Okay, I'll notify starfleet.

I'll let them know what's happening.

You have your orders.

Dismissed.

Computer,
send a subspace message.

Starfleet command.

Security channel authorization.

Computer: Alpha-4-7 authorization
required to activate security channel.

Computer...

Computer:
Awaiting authorization.

Picard:
Captain's log, supplemental.

Commander data and I
have recovered the stray torpedo

after a three-day search.

We are en route
back to the enterprise.

Captain, the ship is not
at the prearranged coordinates.

- Have they been delayed?
- I do not know.

I am unable to raise them
on any communication channel.

Scan the vicinity.
See if you can find them.

Data: I found it, sir.

- Two light-years away.
- Picard: Set a course.

The enterprise appears to be adrift.

I am reading power fluctuations
on all decks.

- Life signs?
- There are life signs.

However, sensor readings
are highly distorted.

I am unable
to identify specific life forms.

Adjust the axial stabilizers

to match the attitude and rotation rate
of the enterprise.

I'm gonna dock the shuttle manually.

Main power is off-line.

All systems are in standby
or emergency mode.

There is no response
from any manned station.

Any sign of the crew?

I cannot access internal sensors
from here.

We will have to go to the bridge.

- That sounds like animals.
- Yes, sir.

I am able to discern
over 300 different vocalizations.

It is composed of reptilian DNA.

I believe it is an epidermal layer
that has been cast off during molting.

But it seems to be humanoid.

Yes, sir. I cannot explain it.

There are no species
aboard the enterprise

that shed their skin in this fashion.

Sir.

Picard: Hmm.

These are
counselor troi's quarters.

Can you tell if she's inside?

No, sir.

Data, I want to have look in here.

Stand ready.

The environmental settings
in these quarters have been altered.

Data, over here.

Deanna. What's happened to her?

Her DNA is in a state
of ribocyatic flux.

Her genetic codes
are being re-sequenced,

and her cells are mutating
as a result.

At a fundamental level, sir,
she is no longer human.

What is she?

Her respiratory tissue
has become capable

of metabolizing both water and air.

And her eyes have developed
nictitating membranes.

I believe she is amphibian, sir.

She has been injured.

Yes, sir.

There is klingon DNA in the wound.

It is saliva.

You're saying she's been bitten?

It would appear so.

I will need to run
a full bio-spectral analysis.

First, we've gotta get the ship
under control.

Let's go to the bridge.

His upper spinal column
has been broken in three places.

It looks as though
he's been attacked by an animal.

Yes, sir.

Has his DNA been changed as well?

Yes, sir.

However, it was in its initial stages
when he died.

Captain.

I am picking up 1,011
individual life forms within the ship.

All exhibit a similar genetic flux

to the one we observed
in counselor troi.

So the entire ship
has been affected?

Most of the life forms
are scattered throughout the ship.

However,
there are several large concentrations

in the arboretum
and the aquatic lab.

I've regained attitude control
to the ship,

but main power is still off-line.

It looks as though
the entire power transfer grid

has been destroyed.

Will?

Captain.

His cranial plates
have thickened by 20 percent.

His brain is much smaller, sir.

I do not believe
he can comprehend our language.

Picard: Perhaps we can find a way
to communicate.

Will, can you understand
what it is that I'm...?

He looks almost protohuman.

Yes, sir.

His DNA would seem
to confirm that observation.

Captain, I believe the crew
is de-evolving.

This tranquilizer
should keep him unconscious

for another seven hours.

What have you found out?

I have analyzed
commander riker's DNA structure.

A synthetic t cell
has invaded his genetic codes.

This t cell has begun
to activate his latent introns.

Introns?

They are genetic codes
which are normally dormant.

They are evolutionary holdovers.

Sequences of DNA

which provided key behavioral
and physical characteristics

millions of years ago,
but are no longer necessary.

For instance, counselor troi's Gill slits
and other amphibious characteristics

were derived from introns
which still contain amphibious codes.

So these introns
are causing her DNA

to recombine
in an earlier configuration.

That is correct.

In her case, the DNA
has created an amphibious life form

which became extinct
over 50 million years ago.

And commander riker's introns
are changing him

into what appears
to be one of the earlier hominids.

Yes, sir.

I would say australopithecine.

Each of these stages is another link
in the evolutionary chain

which stretches back to the origins
of all life forms on earth.

Because introns
can include genetic material

from many different species
over millions of years of evolution,

it is possible that a wide variety
of transformations

is occurring among the crew.

What about those crew members
who are not from earth?

All humanoid life
has a similar genetic pattern.

The virus should work on non-human
crew members in the same way.

They are each de-evolving
into earlier forms of life

on their homeworlds.

I feel I must inform you, sir,

you have also been infected
by the intron virus.

How long before I begin to change?

According to my calculations,
within the next 12 hours,

you'll begin to exhibit the first signs
of your eventual transformation.

And what will that be?

I believe you will also de-evolve
into an earlier form of primate.

Possibly similar to a lemur
or pygmy marmoset.

Well,

before I begin swinging
through the ship looking for breakfast,

we'd better find some answers.

How do we reverse the process?

I am uncertain.

We will need to run
several micro-cellular scans,

however, the ship's main computer
has been damaged.

Captain,
the computer in my quarters

has an independent processing
and memory storage unit.

It should not have been affected.

- I suggest we start from there.
- Agreed.

It would appear that spot
has had her kittens.

They sound hungry.

I am curious as to why spot
is not caring for them.

It would seem that the intron virus
is not limited to humanoid life forms.

No, sir.

Picard: What is it?

These kittens were born
less than 24 hours ago.

It would appear
that spot's transformation

took place
at approximately the same time.

So spot was giving birth to the kittens
at the same time

that she was changing
into a reptilian life form.

I believe so.

For some reason, the intron virus
was not passed on to the kittens.

I do not know why.

If I remember my biology,

there are several
natural immune systems

that come into play
in the mother's womb

to protect the fetus
from viral infections.

That is true.

Placental barriers,
maternal antibodies

and amniotic fluids
all serve as a filtration system.

Maybe we could have inhibited
the intron virus

by using the natural antibodies
in spot's amniotic fluid.

It would take further research,

but I believe to be effective
on humanoid crew members,

humanoid antibodies
would be necessary.

Then we should locate
a pregnant humanoid.

Nurse ogawa
has recently become pregnant.

Where is she?

I have traced her combadge signal
to deck 17, section 21 Alpha.

The arboretum.

One of the warp plasma vents
has failed.

Main engineering
has been abandoned.

There is no one there
to fix the problem.

I can repair the damaged plasma vent
from here.

I'm gonna check the status
of the warp core.

What was that?

I believe it was lieutenant barclay.

He appeared to be partially
transformed into an arachnid.

- A spider?
- Yes, sir.

Are you all right, captain?

I have these intense feelings of fear

and panic.

I feel as if I were being watched.

I can't explain it.

You may be experiencing
the initial stages

of your transformation.

Early primates were often prey
to large carnivores.

As a result,
their instincts probably included

a heightened sense of awareness.

In that case, my instincts tell me
that we'd better hurry.

Data: Captain,

I have analyzed
nurse ogawa's embryo.

It is unaffected by the virus.

I believe I can use her amniotic fluid
as a template for a retrovirus.

It would neutralize
the synthetic t cell

and reestablish the genetic patterns
of each host.

How soon can you do that?

It will not take long to isolate
the appropriate genetic material.

I will need to get
the sickbay computer back on...

What was that?

It is large.

It is approximately 200 kilograms,

it is heavily armored
with an exoskeleton.

Life signs appear to be klingon.

Set your phaser on heavy stun.

We cannot be certain a stun setting
will have any effect on him.

A higher setting might kill him.

Listen to that. He sounds very angry.

Really, really aggressive.

What do you think he wants?

Do you think he's responding
to some predatory instinct?

Do you think he sees us as prey?

There are crew members
in the corridors

and other sections of the ship.

It would be easier for him
to capture and consume one of them

than to attempt
to break through a door.

What does he want?

Predators use vocalizations
to frighten other predators

and to Mark territory
and to commence mating process.

A mating process...

Counselor troi was bitten
by a klingon,

but not in a place
that might be life-threatening,

nowhere near a major artery
or organ.

Data, look at this.

Look at this injury.

This wound was never intended
to give her any kind of serious harm.

Captain, what are you suggesting?

Is it possible that worf could see
counselor troi as his mate?

If that is true,
he must be trying to reach her now.

Well, we can't just leave.
We have to stay here and protect her.

And we have to keep on working
on the retrovirus.

If we could distract him,
if we could lure him away from her.

The mating instinct
is quite strong in klingon biology.

I am not certain
what would be an effective lure.

Klingons have got
a very powerful sense of smell.

If we could duplicate
Deanna's pheromones,

and then convince him
that she's no longer in sickbay,

that she'd gone
into some other part of the ship.

I am extracting a blood sample
from one of her sebaceous glands

where the pheromones
are produced.

I believe I can activate the pheromones
with a bio-activant solution.

Can you amplify the pheromones?

They need to be much more powerful
than Deanna's actual scent.

I believe this will produce
the desired effect.

I will use it to draw worf
to another part of the ship.

No, no, no. You must go
on working on the retrovirus.

- I'll go.
- Captain, that is extremely unwise.

- Worf may be faster...
- No time. No time to argue.

Computer, display progress
of genetic re-sequencing.

Computer:
Genetic re-sequencing in progress.

DNA to 70 percent normal.

Computer, increase nucleotide
substitution by 32 percent.

Data to captain picard.

Go ahead, data.

Data:
The retrovirus is working, sir.

I can release it into the ship's
atmosphere in a gaseous state.

However, it will take some time
to take effect.

Acknowledged.

- Are you all right, sir?
- Yes, I'm fine, Mr. Data.

Proceed.

Well, Mr. Worf,

let's hope that when you wake up,
you're a new man.

Picard:
Captain's log, supplemental.

Commander data has succeeded
in returning the crew to normal.

Dr. Crusher has determined
that the synthetic t cell she used

to cure Mr. Barclay's urodelan flu
initiated the intron virus

which swept through the ship.

So this is my fault.

In a way, it's mine.

I didn't realize it at the time,

but there's an anomaly
in your genetic chemistry

that caused the synthetic t cell
to mutate.

Instead of activating
one dormant gene,

it started activating all of them,
including your introns.

And that's what, uh, caused me
to de-evolve?

You and every other member
of the crew.

The t cell became airborne
and started to spread like a virus.

You know, reg,
this is a completely new disease,

and it's traditional
to classify a new disease

with the name
of the first diagnosed patient.

Oh, you mean, you wanna name
the disease after me?

That's right. How about
barclay's protomorphosis syndrome?

Barclay's protomorphosis, urn...

It has a nice ring to it.

Thank you, doctor.

He transformed into a spider

and now he has a disease
named after him.

I think I better clear my calendar
for the next few weeks.