what do you want
The Doctor clasped the Captain's shoulder and looked him straight in the eyes.

"Because you're not God. You're James Tiberius Kirk, the idiot who commands the USS Enterprise. The same man who offered, for reasons that are still beyond me, help and compassion to that insane Romulan. Maybe on Tarsus you were alone and scared shitless, but that's the past and this is now. You've got me and Spock beside you."

The Captain looked at me. The question hung--


My mother's family was of Jewish origin. They did not practice that religion actively, but my mother loved to read the Tanakh. I once read the entirety of the Hebrew Holy Scriptures in my teenage years. It stimulated my interest in Terran history and the Terran species, but most of it puzzled me greatly.

For reasons unknown, a passage from the book of Ruth came to my mind as I neatly stepped towards the Captain.

Entreat me not to leave thee, and to return from following after thee; for whither thou goest, I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge; thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God; where thou diest, will I die, and there will I be buried; the Lord do so to me, and more also, if aught but death part thee and me.

An extravagant vow on the part of Ruth. It is imprudent and impossible to offer such loyalty to one being.

The Captain's blue eyes regarded me, waiting. I nodded.

"I am here, Captain."

--- jAnon "Observations"

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