Picard to House

Four

*Commander Riker*
2005

"Are you sure these are right, Data?" I asked hesitantly, peering at my clothes.
"Of course, sir. Starfleet records indicate that this was the main type of clothing worn by commoners of this era."
I had no choice but to believe him. Somehow I thought purple shorts, nail polish, three nose piercings and a black tank top with 'BLACK VEIL BRIDES' across the front didn't suit the twenty-first century. Or me, for that matter.
But then I realised my error. "Data, your amazing file thing looked up punks!"
The android was puzzled. "Punks?"
"You know - people who dressed like we are!" I explained. "Black this, black that-"
"But you do look handsome in it," Troi smiled. She had been given a sensible outfit, with a plain top and a skirt.
"Yeah, well, be lucky you're not in this," I grumbled.
The Captain emerged from the turbolift, straightening a new leather jacket. He ripped off a hat Data had given him and threw it away. "I don't think I'm young enough to wear this."
"You do look young for your age, sir," Beverly piped up. She was also accompanying us to the surface, dressed in a crisp white lab coat and fake ID. Worf lay by her on an ancient gurney. "I doubt anyone will notice you if they notice Will."
"This is the last time I let you do the shopping, Data," I growled.
Jean-Luc sighed. "Just go through the plan, Number One,"
"We'll transport down with Worf about three blocks from House's hospital in an alleyway. From there we race down the street screaming for help and ask for directions to Princeton Plainsboro," I said. "Our story will be that he went missing for a day or two and we found him in that alleyway when his girlfriend became concerned. Beverly, that's your role."
"Understood." The doctor replied.
"Once inside, Deanna and I will convince the doctors that Beverly work alongside Doctor House. If all goes well, Beverly can use the hospital's equipment and House to work out what that Romulan gave Worf."
"Data, until further notice, you are in command of..this ship," Jean-Luc struggled to find the right words. "We may be gone for several days, but will stay in contact."
"Yes sir." The android responded.
The Captain looked around one last time before leading us to the transporter room. Chief O'Brien was already at the controls. "Ready when you are, sir."
We settled ourselves on the pad, excited and scared of what this Earth was like. The rings in my nose made it difficult to sniff; I noticed Troi had a few in one of her ears.
I looked over my shoulder at Worf. It was hard to believe such a fierce warrior could be reduced to this state. He would've gone on about how his honour was destroyed by letting others see him like this.
But there was no more time for thinking as Jean-Luc gave the order and our deceptive plan began.