And in the end

Three hundred years later in an adjacent universe, a woman tends a bar on a shining spaceship as it warps through the far reaches of the galaxy. She has a way with people, a particular kindness and insight. Her name is Guinan, though shes gone by others, and shes a good listener.

The captain of the vessel, an old friend, comes in to see her tonight. She greets him with a smile as he sits in front of her. She reaches under the bar for the two hundred year old bottle of Rémy Martin cognac, and she pours a glass for her friend, and then one for herself. He looks tired.

"Long day, Jean-Luc?" she asks.

"Indeed," he says, and she can tell hes not in the mood to talk about it. When hes ready she will listen, but for now, she knows him. Hell want a story. And she knows a story about good people having bad days.

"Did I ever tell you about my friend Kurt Hummel?" she asks.

the end