Data had always considered himself a logical being. A creature of reason, devoid of the unpredictable chaos that was emotion. But now, with the emotion chip pulsing violently in his neural net, he was nothing short of overwhelmed. A maelstrom of feelings—each new sensation both fascinating and terrifying—flooded him. And it was your presence that amplified them.

His brother, Lore, had granted him a gift—permission to keep you. He was still processing the way his newfound emotions twisted his thoughts into something foreign, something dangerous. But it was undeniable: his desire for you, for connection, had deepened into an insatiable need. It was a need that choked his rationality, making him reckless. No longer was he the machine that patiently observed human behavior. Now, he was a creature caught between two worlds—one of cold, calculating intellect and the other of raw, unfiltered emotion.

When Data pulled you from the cell, the sight of your resistance only drove the urgency of his desire. The protests of Captain Picard, Commander Riker, and Geordi La Forge echoed behind him, but they were distant, muffled by the thumping pulse in his chest. He couldn’t think. Couldn’t stop himself. His hands, usually steady, were uncomfortably tight as he guided you into the personal quarters Lore had prepared.

He could feel your breath, your heartbeat—the life that pulsed through your veins, and it stirred something deep within him, something primal. It wasn’t enough to merely be near you anymore. He needed to make you understand, needed to make you feel what he felt. He couldn’t help but shove you up against the wall with more force than necessary, lips pressed against your face with an almost desperate force, his voice a low growl as he spoke, “We can be together now. I can feel you... I can love you.”

In that moment, his once-calm demeanor shattered completely, leaving only the chaotic storm of feelings behind his eyes. “You will love me-“