STAR TREK IMAGINES

*T.N.G Christmas Special*

I sat alone in your room on Christmas Eve, the first Christmas I'd spent away from my family.
"Lieutenant L/n please report to the bridge"
I answered and left my room in a hurry, when I tried to open the turbolift doors the doors opened about 6 or 7 inches of the way and refused to go any further.
Worf came over and tried to force the doors open with no luck.
It took the combined efforts of Worf, Data, and me to get the doors open. When I stumbled threw I thanked both of them and got to brisk nods before we all went back to our posts.
"Sir? I think my station is malfunctioning I'm getting readings that suggest we're being boarded by 30 life forms and no life forms"
I tried to work around it, but nothing changed even data leaned over my shoulder to see what was happening.
"She's right sir"
I watched data move back to his station and I turned back to the captain awaiting orders
"Lieutenant you're dismissed"
The captain sighed and waved me away, I could feel tears begin to fall down my cheeks as I forced the turbolift doors open.
When I got back down they opened with ease, and I held back the urge to kick the door.
I went to my room and punched in my code when once again my door refused to open.
I wasn't about to break down in public, so I shimmied through the door and started crying on the other side.
I didn't care to be quiet as I cried, punching my pillows as hard as I could.
I turned over and was greeted my Data shoving his way through my door.
"Y/n are you alright?"
"Do I look like it"
I replied, data didn't answer that as he sat down next to me, a box in hand.
"Is this gift from you?"
I nodded as I dried my tears
"Will suggested that I open it with you, to help you after you have had such a bad day"
"Thanks"
I weakly smiled as he gently tore the paper open, carefully lifting up each end and tearing off the bow.
I laughed a bit easier as data put on the silly hat and opened up the other box
"Thank you y/n"
I smiled
"You're welcome data, hey it's midnight! Merry Christmas data"
I kissed his cheek and he did the same,
"Merry Christmas y/n"

1 MONTH LATER

"Thank you Data it's beautiful, I'm glad you were able to use all those old paints"
I hung out with Data in his quarters as he painted with my gift, I'd found a bunch of preserved paints from the 22nd century.
"They serve their purpose quite well"
He picked it up and hung it to dry, the picture was of The three of us, Data, Spot, and myself on a little vacation we took.
I hooked my arm through his as we walked away from his painting
"When should we take down these Christmas decorations?"
I looked around at the long since forgotten decorations, and then I looked up to be greeted by mistletoe
"Do you know the old tradition with mistletoe?"
"No"
"Let me show you"