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Captain's log, stardate 46235. 7.

Ensign R0, Keiko O'Brien, Guinan
and I are returning to the Enterprise

after a fascinating visit
to the planet Marlonia.

And these pieces I found
on the tertiary level of the dig.

They're typical of second-century
Marlonian cookware.

Look at those markings.

They're very similar
to early Taguan designs,

but the patterns are more intricate.

They're much closer
to Buronian than Taguan.

You're on the most beautiful planet
in the quadrant,

and you spent
your entire shore leave in a cave.

It was a very rewarding experience.

Look at these fragments.

They're very nearly
in perfect condition,

and yet they're 700 years old.

So is my father.

Is that a Draebidium froctus?

Um, actually,
it's a Draebidium calimus.

You can tell by the shape
of the leaves.

I didn't know you were interested
in plant biology.

I took a class at the Academy.
I don't remember very much, though.

Enterprise to shuttlecraft Fermi.

This is the Fermi.
Go ahead, Enterprise.

We've just received a distress
signal from the Starfleet science team

on Ligos VII.

Can you identify the problem?

No, sir. The call
was cut off in midtransmission.

Lay in a course and prepare
to engage at warp 8

as soon as we're on board.

Aye, sir.

We'll rendezvous with the ship
in three minutes, sir.

We're caught in some sort
of energy field.

- Hard about, full impulse.
- Aye, sir.

What's happening, Mr. Worf?

The shuttle has been enveloped
by an energy field.

Its engines and life support
have failed.

Increase to full impulse.
Bridge to Transporter Room 3.

Prepare to beam the shuttle crew
back once we're in range.

Ready, sir.

I can't contact the Enterprise.
There's too much interference.

Transfer auxiliary power
to inertial dampers.

Warning. Structural failure imminent.

- Have you got them, O'Brien?
- I'm trying, sir.

I can't get a pattern lock.

The shuttle is coming apart, chief.
We've got to do it now.

I've got them.

There's a 40 percent drop in mass.

I may have lost one of them.

Thank you, Mr. O'Brien.
Another moment and...

Space, the final frontier.

These are the voyages
of the starship Enterprise.

to explore strange new worlds,

to seek out new life
and new civilizations,

to boldly go where no one
has gone before.

According to the bio-scans,

their DNA structure is now consistent
with those of preadolescents.

But as far as we can tell,
only their bodies were changed.

Their individual intelligence
and their behavioral responses

are exactly the same as they were
before the accident.

What happened to the shuttlecraft,
Number One?

The shuttle broke up
just after we beamed you out.

Mr. Data is coordinating
the salvage efforts right now, sir.

What about the energy field
that the shuttle passed through?

We're trying to scan it, but we're
running into a lot of interference.

It's gonna take some time.

Well, we can't afford
to stay here any longer.

We'll leave a class-four probe behind
to study the energy field,

but the distress signal
from Ligos VII has top priority.

Let me know as soon as you have
any further information, doctor.

Number One, you're with me.

Captain, uh, I need to run
some additional tests.

Of course. The three of you will remain
as needed to assist Dr. Crusher.

What?

You know,
you make a pretty cute kid.

Great. Just what I wanna be, cute.

Were you this much fun
when you were a kid?

I was in a refugee camp.

Fun wasn't exactly in my vocabulary.

What about now?
You're not in that camp anymore.

Fun is being back at work,
in my own uniform.

Bfldge.

Mr. Worf, prepare to launch
a class-four probe

to study the energy field.

I realize how unusual
this must seem.

My appearance
is the result of an accident

involving myself
and three other crew members,

the effects of which Dr. Crusher
is currently working to remedy.

I assure you,
I am Captain Picard.

The probe. Aye, sir.

Mr. Data, have you secured
all of the shuttle debris?

Almost. It is being stored
in Shuttlebay 2, sir.

Very well.

Ensign, as soon as Mr. Data
is finished,

take us to Ligos at warp 8.

Captain, may I see you privately
for a few moments?

Of course.

Tea. Earl Grey. Hot.

Have you been able to determine
the cause of our transformation?

Not yet. I'm still waiting
for some test results.

I see.

There are 103 members
of the science team on Ligos VII.

We should prepare Shuttlebay 3
for a triage center

in case they have
large numbers of casualties.

We'll be ready.

I see that Ligos VII is prone
to periodic volcanic activity.

Perhaps the planet
has entered an active phase.

Jean-Luc,

we need to talk.

All right, let's talk.
Are you here to relieve me of duty?

I'd rather not have to take that step.

I am still Jean-Luc Picard.

My judgment, my experiences,
my mental capacities are all intact.

That's true, for now.

But this could be the first stage
of a condition

that may begin to affect
your mind as well.

But you see no evidence of that.

Not yet.

What I do know
is that the captain of this ship

has undergone an extreme
physical transformation,

the ultimate effects of which
I can't even begin to guess.

You are asking me to step down.

You are still Jean-Luc Picard.

What do you think you should do?

Commander Riker,

please take command
of the ship until further notice.

Understood.

So, what the hell
am I supposed to do now?

You're not supposed to do anything.

That's what relieved of duty means.

Well, I should be doing something,

instead of just standing around
waiting for them to find a cure.

You're right. Let's go play.

What?

I haven't been young for a long time,
and I intend to enjoy every minute of it.

Fine. Enjoy yourself.

What are you gonna do,
go back to your room and pout?

I am not 12 years old.

If I wanna go to my quarters
and contemplate my situation,

that does not mean
that I am pouting.

Okay, 0K9)'-

I could use a cup of coffee.
How about you?

I'll get it.

Two coffees,
one with cream and sugar,

- the other one--
- Black, double sweet.

I know. One double sweet.

- Careful, that's hot.
- Miles.

Sorry.

- What's wrong?
- It's...

I don't know,
but this feels wrong somehow.

Miles Edward O'Brien,
I am still your wife.

- Well, technically, yes.
- Technically?

No, I mean,
of course you're my wife.

But you're also 1O years old.

Beverly said it's actually
closer to 12.

- Now, that's not the point.
- So, what is the point?

- Is our marriage over?
- I didn't say that.

But... Well, until they find a way
to reverse this... This effect,

it's hard for me to ignore the fact
that you're a little girl.

What if they can't find a way?

What if I'm like this
for the rest of my life?

What does that mean for us?

For our family?

Mommy?

Mommy.

What's wrong, sweetheart?

I want Mommy to read me a story.

All right.
What story would you like to hear?

Not you. I want Mommy.

What if Daddy reads you
a story tonight?

Would that be okay?

I'll be right back.

Keiko.

It's gonna be all right.

I promise.

We'll work this out.

How?

I don't know.

First officer's log, supplemental.

The Enterprise
has reached the Ligos system.

We've begun to search for
the missing Federation science team.

Dr. Crusher reports no progress

on a cure for the members
of the shuttle crew.

Come.

I came to see how you're doing.

Well, I'll have to speak to my tailor,
but otherwise I'm well, thank you.

It's just so ridiculous.

I can't take myself
seriously like this.

Counselor, if Dr. Crusher can't find
a cure, if I have to stay this way,

nobody's gonna take me seriously,
are they?

I would say the people that know you
and have worked with you

will be able to make
the adjustment eventually.

But there are some people
who would find it difficult

to accept a 12-year-old captain.

In that case, I suppose I'll just have
to wait until I grow up again

before I get another command.

Which might be in ten,
maybe 15 years.

The question is what to do until then.

You're still a Starfleet captain.

I'm sure there are other assignments
you could be given in the interim.

I've spent 3O years of my life
aboard starships.

I'm not about to sit
behind a desk now.

You could return to the Academy.

Take another degree,
brush up on your Latin.

And be Wesley Crusher's
roommate?

I will admit that returning
to the Academy

does have a certain appeal.

But I've spent my life
looking forward.

Going to the Academy again
feels like looking backward.

Then perhaps you could spend
the time exploring other interests.

Archeology, for instance.

Leave Starfleet?

Not permanently, just a sabbatical.

You could spend a few years crawling
through caves and digging up artifacts

and still have enough time
to become the youngest admiral

in Starfleet history.

It would give me a chance
to take up Dr. Langford's offer

and accompany her
to the ruins on Suvin IV.

But to leave the Enterprise...

In a way, you're very lucky.

You might have a chance to do what
most people can only dream about.

Have a second childhood
without the pain of growing up again.

This is Captain Picard's
rybo-viroxic nucleic structure

from a tissue sample
I took this morning.

It's the same as a sample I took
before the accident,

except it's missing several
of the key viroxic sequences.

It's been a long time
since I took genetics, doctor.

RVN is one of the key factors
in our development during puberty.

Unlike DNA, which never changes,

RVN takes on some additional
viroxic sequences during adolescence.

Those sequences determine
how we develop physically.

Without them
we wouldn't mature into adults.

Exactly.

Now, somehow, those sequences
were eliminated in the captain

and the others during transport.

So, what do we do?

Well, we have a couple of options.

These are the plants Keiko
was carrying in the shuttle.

Whatever turned the crew into children
turned these plants into seedlings.

I accelerated the growth
on one of them,

and it developed
into a perfectly normal adult plant.

I don't suppose
that would work with people.

No.

But at least we know
that if we do nothing at all,

they will probably grow up,
just as they did before.

That's one option.

However, I do have the adult
RVN patterns of all four of them.

I might be able to send them back
through the transporter pattern buffer

and replace the missing sequences.

Until we know why this happened
in the first place.

If somehow they were to lose
more viroxic sequences...

They would get even younger.

Chief, I got the sensor report
on the shuttle breakup.

It looks like the breakup began
near the starboard bulkhead.

Well, there's some bulkhead
fragments over here.

Hmm.

Well, my VISOR'S picking up
some torsional stress damage,

some microfractures.

Hang on a second.

What's this?

Looks like tritanium from the hull.

Yeah, but look.

That's not tritanium anymore.

Somehow the molecular structure
of this alloy's been changed,

broken down
into its constituent elements.

No wonder the bulkhead
shattered, huh?

Yeah.

I want to get a sample of this
down to Engineering

and run a metallurgical analysis.

Well, this is exciting.

Would you rather be playing
with dolls?

I'd rather be doing almost anything

other than sitting here
and watching you sulk.

This isn't some kind of glorious
second childhood, Guinan.

Our bodies have been violated,
changed.

- Doesn't that bother you?
- Sure, it bothers me.

But at the moment,
I can't do anything about it,

so I might as well enjoy it.

Enjoy what?

Where did you get the idea
that being short and awkward

is some kind of wonderful gift?

There must have been some part
of childhood that you didn't loathe.

Look, it was a long,
depressing period of my life,

and I was grateful
when it was finally over.

I'd rather not relive it.

I bet you were a jumper.

Ajumper.

You know, someone who jumps up
and down on furniture all the time.

- What?
- You were a jumper, all right.

The quiet ones,
they always look so innocent.

You think you can turn
your back on them,

next thing you know, barn,

they're bouncing on the bed.

That is the most ridiculous thing
I've ever heard.

Most of the time
I didn't even have a bed.

But you did have one sometimes,
and I bet you jumped on it.

I most certainly did not.

Yeah, I can see it in your eyes.

You can barely resist the urge

to leap up and start jumping around
like a Tarkassian razorbeast.

- (Human.
- Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Heh. This is ridiculous.

That's right.
And don't you dare join me, R0 Laren.

You don't like jumping on beds.

Oh, yeah? I can jump higher.

We think the shuttle was caught
in a molecular reversion field,

which caused the structure
of the ship to deteriorate.

When the field penetrated the hull,

it also began to affect
the shuttle's crew.

When I tried to beam them off,
I wasn't able to get a lock,

because the reversion field
was masking part of the patterns.

The transporter only registered
part of the RVN patterns.

That would explain
why the key sequences are missing.

Exactly. With those
key sequences missing,

the transporter reconstructed them
as children.

If they're right, will you be able to use
the transporter to reverse the effects?

I think so.

As long as there's no reversion field
to mask their patterns,

we should be able to do it.

Chief, can you adjust the molecular
imaging scanners to accept--?

Bridge to Commander Riker.

Go ahead.

We are entering orbit
around Ligos VII, sir.

On my way. We'll discuss this later.

Standard orbit, ensign.

Any sign of the science team?

We've been scanning the area
since we entered the system,

but our readings are being disrupted.

Cause?

Extreme fluctuations
in the electromagnetic field.

However, there is no evidence
of stellar or seismic activity

which would cause the interference.

Any response to our hails, Mr. Worf?

No, sir. I've been attempting to--

Commander,
two ships decloaking fore and aft.

Klingon birds-of-prey, B'Rel class.

Maximum shields.

Take us out of orbit, ensign.
Mr. Worf, prepare to return fire.

Damage report.

We have lost primary life support.
Switching to secondary systems.

Lock phasers on target,
bearing to port.

- Phasers locked.
- Fire.

Minor damage to one ship.
Its shields are holding.

Starboard power coupling is down.
Warp engines are off-line.

Shields?

Down to 13 percent.

Casualties reported
on Deck 26 and 27.

Sensors and secondary generators
are off-line.

Life support down to 67 percent.

Engineering, status report.

Those last shots took out auxiliary
power and emergency backup.

It's gonna take at least an hour
to get warp power back online.

We have lost shields. Heavy casualties
on Decks 35 through 40.

I am detecting transporter signatures
in three cargo bays.

We are being boarded, sir.

Come with me.

Initiate intruder alert.
All security teams, report to--

Put down your weapons.

Computer,
deactivate all command functions.

Authorization, Riker-Omega-Three.

All command functions suspended.

This is Morta.
We have secured the Bridge.

Begin transporting
all able-bodied adults to the surface.

Come on. Get up there.

They have locked out
the command functions.

You said they would not have time.

You led the assault team.
You were too slow.

You dare to blame me?

We have secured the ship,
DaiMon,

but Morta's incompetence
has denied us access to their--

My incompetence?
DaiMon, you know that I--

Enough.

Where is the captain
of this ship?

I'm in command of this vessel.

Who are you?
And on whose authority do you--?

I am DaiMon Lurin,
and I declare this ship to be a loss

and open to claim

according to the Ferengi
salvage code.

You will cooperate
with our salvage operations,

or we will begin
executing your crew.

Is everyone all right?

No fatalities or injuries
among the children.

The Ferengi have taken control
of Main Engineering

and Decks 23 through 37.

Well, we have to also assume
that they've taken the Bridge.

Captain, do you know what they've
done with the younger children?

With my little girl?

Well, they're taking all the adults
down to the surface.

Looks like they're keeping
the children on board the ship.

- Where was your daughter?
- In Primary Care on Deck 14.

She's probably still there
with the others. I wouldn't worry.

We need to regain control
of the ship.

options?

We could flood the ship
with anesthizine gas.

No, that's been locked out with
the rest of the command functions.

If they're typical Ferengi,

they're probably very pleased
with themselves by now.

Maybe even getting
a little overconfident.

Agreed.

They might think they don't need
as much of their crew to hold the ship.

We could use the element of surprise
to give us a tactical advantage.

Tactical advantage?

Jean-Luc,
look at your team for a minute.

We're children.

Well, we can't just stay here
while our ship is being commandeered.

I'm not suggesting that we do.

But we can't act
as if we were still adults.

Well, what do you
suggest we do?

We look like children.

Maybe it's time we started
acting like children.

I hope your profit margin's pretty high
for this little adventure.

Because you're risking war
with the Federation.

We're not affiliated
with the Ferengi Alliance.

We are in business for ourselves.

Yes, it will be highly profitable.

For an investment of two
surplus Klingon ships,

a few repairs and some weapons,
we've netted a Federation starship

and her crew, not to mention
a planet rich in vendarite.

So that's what this is all about.

What did you do with the science team
that was on the surface?

They've proved most, uh, helpful
in extracting the mineral.

You used them as slave laborers.

The addition of your crew
will greatly speed up the process.

As for your ship,

I'm sure that it will fetch
a handsome price

on the Romulan market.

But before that can happen,

we need to regain access
to your central computer.

You don't really think
I'm going to help you.

I think that the mines on Ligos VII
can be very hazardous.

Now, how many people
on your ship?

One thousand fourteen.

Very hazardous, commander.

Hello.
I'm the classroom computer system.

What can I do for you today?

Computer,
display interior security grid.

I'm sorry, but I can't do that.

Would you like to play a game?

No, I would not.

Computer, display
an internal schematic diagram.

I'm sorry, but I can't do that.

Would you like to see
some interesting plants or animals?

It's a child's computer, remember?

Computer, can you show me a picture
of the inside of the Enterprise?

Yes, I can. The Enterprise
is a Galaxy-class starship.

Do you know
how to spell Enterprise?

E-N- T-E-R--

Delete audio.

All right, this will have to do.

We're here.

There's a service conduit
that runs to here,

and then leads
to a Jefferies tube here.

But you and Ensign R0
will still have to cross this corridor

before you can get
to Main Engineering.

Captain.

Excellent.

Ready? Make it so.

- What the devil--?
- I was just playing.

I'm sorry, captain.

Alexander, would you mind
if I borrowed your toy for a little while?

- Go ahead.
- Thank you.

After you.

I've got the phasers, captain.

This is the first time
these Jefferies tubes

haven't seemed cramped.

How much farther
do we have to go?

Oh, about 50 meters.
Don't tell me you're tired.

I'm not as young as I used to be.

This is it. Main Engineering.

Now we wait.

Report.

Mission accomplished, sir.
The one in Sickbay never saw me.

Very good.

I'd say we're ready.

Have you figured out
how to get to the Bridge?

I'm afraid
I can only think of one way.

- What do you want?
- I need to see my father.

- Go back inside.
- I need to see him right now.

Do not argue with me.
Go back inside.

I need to see him now.
Now, now, now!

Stop it, you've hurt me.
I want my father. I want my father!

All right. Just stop that.

Let me go.

Here he is.

Now be quiet.

What is going on?

Dad.

So, son, how are you?

I'm okay.

And how are your friends,
Keiko and Guinan and R0?

They're okay too.

But...

- What's wrong?
- Well, we don't have anything to do.

None of the games are working.

I know, the Ferengi made Daddy
turn off the main computer.

Well, can't you just turn on
the kids' computer, in Schoolroom 8?

We just wanna play a few games.

I don't know if they'll let me,
Jean-Luc, but I will ask.

Thanks, Number One.

He's my number-one dad.

Here they come.

How did it go?

Did Commander Riker
get the message?

He understood.

We should have access very soon.

Come in.

I understand your son
was here to see you.

That's right.

We Ferengi do not bring our offspring
along with us aboard ship.

Then I suppose that's your loss.

We consider our families
one of our strengths.

I think you will find
that they can also be a weakness.

Unless you release the computer
to our control,

I will execute every child on this ship,
beginning with yours.

Even you wouldn't be that cruel.

It is cruel to put children in danger

by bringing them aboard a starship
in the first place.

Ah. Grr.

All right.

Just so you don't harm my son.

You will release the computer
and show Morta exactly how to use it.

Computer, release command control
of this station.

Authorization, Riker-Omega-Three.

Command functions restored.

Okay, Morta.

The Enterprise computer system
is controlled

by three primary
main processor cores,

cross-linked with a redundant
melacortz ramistat,

14 kiloquad interface modules.

The core element

is based on an FTL nanoprocessor
with 25 bilateral kelilactirals,

with 20 of those being slaved
into the primary heisenfram terminal.

Now, you do know
what a bilateral kelilactiral is?

Well, of course I do, human.

I am not stupid.

No, of course not.

This is the isopalavial interface,

which controls
the main firomantal drive unit.

Don't touch that.

You'll blow up
the entire firomantal drive.

What--? What--? Wait. Uh--

What is a firomantal drive?

Well, just explain it to me.

That is the firomantal drive unit.

It controls the ramistat core

and keeps the ontarian manifold
at 40,000 KRG's.

The firomantal drive is powered by...

Command lockout
has been released.

Accessing transporter.

Weapons deactivation program
is in place.

Transporter security force field
standing by.

We're ready.

- Tag.
- You're it.

Yes?

I found this in the schoolroom.
Is it yours?

Hmm.

Huh?

That's all of them
except for the two on the Bridge.

- Wait here until I return.
- Yes, sir.

So one more time.
The ramistat kiloquad capacity

is a function,
square root of the intermix ratio,

times the sum
of the plasma injector quotient.

Come in.

I believe you're in my chair.

Captain's log, stardate 46236.3.

We've taken Lurin
and his men into custody.

The Ferengi Alliance
has quickly disavowed

any knowledge of these renegades.

With the mining operation closed
and our crew back on board,

we can now turn our attention
to other problems.

Phase inducers activated.

Energy levels nominal.

I'm loading the adult patterns
into the buffer.

Transposition matrix locked in.

That should do it, captain.

Energize.

- How do you feel?
- I feel fine.

Everything seems a little smaller.

It's my mother.

The funny thing is, I never really drew
a picture of her when I was young.

It's just

for some reason, I wanted to now.

Well, that's the wonderful thing
about crayons.

They can take you to more places
than a starship.

It's my turn, isn't it?

Only if you're ready.

It's not quite as bad
as I remembered it.

Being a child, I mean.

Well, we better get going.

Well,

what's the hurry?

I mean, the transporter
will still be there.

Why don't you pass me
the royal blue?

- Yeah.
- Thank you.

- I didn't recognize what this was.
- Did you do this one too?

All of them.
I did that one, all of them.

All of them.