(( ooc: content warnings for a lot of traumatic events, physical and telepathic violation, death, etc ))
Beverly doesn't need to turn over that question for long before she reaches an answer. "I will. She'll probably take it better coming from me first." Beverly doesn't know how many people Fatima knows here, but she's certain that Fatima will be more amenable to the idea if it comes from her rather than someone else.
"Thank you," she says quickly, before he leaves. "I really appreciate this." It means more to her than she can say at the moment and she hopes that it really will be powerful enough to work.
Once he has left and the room is quiet again, Beverly begins the process of getting ready for bed. She chooses her nightgown, ties her hair up with the pink ribbon she likes so much, and finally slips into bed. Settling down, she feels the familiar fear of nightmares and dreams, though she does her best to suppress it.
Eventually, she slips into sleep and then Merlin will begin to see what plagues her so deeply. Even if she doesn't see the dreams and memories this time, Merlin will. Things that she can't remember twist around in her subconscious mind. Things like the vision Jev the Ullian gave her when he telepathically violated her mind or the 17 days the Enterprise-D spent in the timeloop. The latter wasn't particularly traumatic except for the ship exploding time and time again. Things like getting trapped in a collapsing warp bubble universe made from her fear of losing people. Jack's death, her fear of losing Wesley, losing Odan. Ronin taking control of her mind so he could use her body to keep himself alive. Making her enjoy it.
The Borg. Seeing Jean-Luc as Locutus. There is no mistaking that face, despite the Borg devices on it. The Borg crashing into sickbay on the Enterprise-E, a sickbay that looks decidedly different from the one Merlin knows here. The uniforms on the officers are like the one Beverly has here, unlike any of the ones the Starfleet officers in this timeline wear.
And, of course, not to be forgotten, Zelien, the place where all of her nightmares and trauma turned into catastrophic PTSD. Between the cultists and being trapped on the college campus, it's bad enough. But there are memories of a lab full of giant frogs that turn into a nightmare of those great dane-sized frogs getting up and poisoning everyone. Not to mention the walls of the dorm turning into a stomach cavity, complete with stomach acid eating through everything inside and forcing the residents to flee outside. The sound of the heartbeats all around. Watching a young Doctor McCoy and Ensign Chekov climbing up out of their own graves.
Any of it alone would be traumatic. But together? It's little wonder why she's been having trouble sleeping after Q brought it all back with his Halloween prank.
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Beverly doesn't need to turn over that question for long before she reaches an answer. "I will. She'll probably take it better coming from me first." Beverly doesn't know how many people Fatima knows here, but she's certain that Fatima will be more amenable to the idea if it comes from her rather than someone else.
"Thank you," she says quickly, before he leaves. "I really appreciate this." It means more to her than she can say at the moment and she hopes that it really will be powerful enough to work.
Once he has left and the room is quiet again, Beverly begins the process of getting ready for bed. She chooses her nightgown, ties her hair up with the pink ribbon she likes so much, and finally slips into bed. Settling down, she feels the familiar fear of nightmares and dreams, though she does her best to suppress it.
Eventually, she slips into sleep and then Merlin will begin to see what plagues her so deeply. Even if she doesn't see the dreams and memories this time, Merlin will. Things that she can't remember twist around in her subconscious mind. Things like the vision Jev the Ullian gave her when he telepathically violated her mind or the 17 days the Enterprise-D spent in the timeloop. The latter wasn't particularly traumatic except for the ship exploding time and time again. Things like getting trapped in a collapsing warp bubble universe made from her fear of losing people. Jack's death, her fear of losing Wesley, losing Odan. Ronin taking control of her mind so he could use her body to keep himself alive. Making her enjoy it.
The Borg. Seeing Jean-Luc as Locutus. There is no mistaking that face, despite the Borg devices on it. The Borg crashing into sickbay on the Enterprise-E, a sickbay that looks decidedly different from the one Merlin knows here. The uniforms on the officers are like the one Beverly has here, unlike any of the ones the Starfleet officers in this timeline wear.
And, of course, not to be forgotten, Zelien, the place where all of her nightmares and trauma turned into catastrophic PTSD. Between the cultists and being trapped on the college campus, it's bad enough. But there are memories of a lab full of giant frogs that turn into a nightmare of those great dane-sized frogs getting up and poisoning everyone. Not to mention the walls of the dorm turning into a stomach cavity, complete with stomach acid eating through everything inside and forcing the residents to flee outside. The sound of the heartbeats all around. Watching a young Doctor McCoy and Ensign Chekov climbing up out of their own graves.
Any of it alone would be traumatic. But together? It's little wonder why she's been having trouble sleeping after Q brought it all back with his Halloween prank.