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Beverly shifted her weight from one foot to the other nervously as she waited with the other Academy graduates for her walk across the stage. Of course, her studies were far from over – she still had medical school and internships before she officially was actually a serving member of Starfleet, but at least she would now hold the rank of Ensign. She glanced over to where her boyfriend was sitting next to their two best friends, but her eyes didn’t meet his blue ones. Instead, she focussed on the warm hazel eyes of the man sitting next to him. Jean-Luc flashed Beverly a smile, and she grinned back. Suddenly, she wasn’t nervous anymore.