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OF TWO MINDS... (pt1)
***************
Yet again by
Raymond N. Cooper
"For the last time, no! I am not leaving here! Not at all! I haven't been
consulted on this, this isn't a decision we can make lightly! We've been here
for so long now, and known Benjamin," here the voice softened slightly, "again
for so long now. You knew that he would act like this when we saw that- that
thing in his office! You knew that Benjamin would be hurt,yet you never said
anything to him, and you didn't let me say anything! Then I thought is was for
the better, thought it would help him to face his fears,teach him to let
Jennifer go. And I think you wanted me not to tell him quite simply because
you wanted to do this all along!" The voice rose to a screech.
"Quieten your voice, Jadzia. I have done nothing wrong." The voice
continued, sounding somewhat different now. "A Trill is a combined entity,at
least, that is what we're supposed to be. If one makes a decision, then the
other goes along with it, like it or not. Because our consciousnesses are
working together. We go."
"We stay," the other voice retorted. "This is a theoretical absurdity, and
you know it. I shouldn't be talking to you like this, and you shouldn't be
talking to me also."
"My point, Jadzia. Our link is breaking down."
Jadzia's voice became urgent. "Dax, we can't go. Benjamin needs us now
more than ever. I want to stay here. I need to stay here. For my own well
being, if not yours and Benjamin's. Whatever happened to your friendship? I
thought you cared for him?"
"Like you do, Jadzia? We made a conscious decision never to become involved
with him when we found out about this assignment. That was the only reason I
agreed to this posting, because Benjamin's had enough troubles in his life.
First Jennifer died, and I didn't want to replace her! I still don't. When we
accepted his invitation to dinner the other night, I didn't want to go, but as
I had been making several important decisions lately, I thought it best that
you make at least one. I let you do this out of your misguided feelings for
Benjamin Sisko, and looked what happened! We nearly got killed! You nearly got
us killed!"
Jadzia's answer was hot on the heels of Dax's argument. "We nearly got
killed, yes. But when has that differed from the times you nearly got me
killed? Remember that Klaestron thing? My extradition and execution, all out
of your love for some person's wife you couldn't leave alone? Or how about the
times you've wanted to save Benjamin? You have a selective memory. And when
we were joined, you nearly killed me! That was without even trying. So now,
you're asking me to just walk away from something we've invested a lot of time
and energy in? That doesn't sound like the self-centred Trill symbiont I
know."
Dax's voice came back, rapid and cutting. "And you think I don't know about
your feelings for Benjamin? About how you think you could replace Jennifer?
Settle down with a ready-made family? It doesn't work that way,girl. It
doesn't work that way at all."
"What's wrong with harmless fantasizing? I have feelings for Benjamin, yes,
I won't deny that, but they are kept up here, in my mind. They don't go
anywhere, and if they did, you'd be the first to know about it. You feel for
Benjamin just as much as I, but in a different way. You don't want to leave
because I like him - in my own dreams - but you want to leave because of
something else, don't you?"
Dax laughed sourly. "Very perceptive tonight, aren't you? Yes, I
agree,it's not because of your feelings for him, its because of the way he
treated us that night. I think he would do that again if the same thing
happened."
"How do you know it will?" Jadzia asked.
"How do you know it won't?" Dax snarled in reply.
"Computer, lights!" Dax continued. She dressed Jadzia's body, taking over
motor control, visuals, aurals, and olfactory. To all intents and purposes,Dax
had hijacked Jadzia's body. Jadzia fumed, thinking to herself that Dax did
this all the time...
******
The door into Sisko's office in Ops pinged.
"Come in," Sisko greeted Dax warmly. He waved at a chair, motioning for Dax
to sit down. Dax continued to stand, but Sisko didn't notice. He had buried
himself in work since the problem with the Jennifer shadow. He had stopped by
occasionally to make sure Dax was comfortable, to make sure there was nothing
she wanted him to do. Dax had remained pretty cold, and Sisko now hoped that
they could continue their friendship now.
He had to admit to himself, he was damn embarrassed about the Jennifer
affair, but... he had lost his wife, knew she was still alive when he left,and
had not the chance to bury her, put her body to rest. Instead, she had been
cremated when the warp core of the USS Saratoga had breached, about the same
time the Borg fired on it for the second time.
Without burying her, Sisko hadn't been able to admit that she was dead.
Seeing Dax here, on this station, had helped him considerably, but he still
missed her. Every time he closed his eyes, she was there. Everytime he
travelled to Bajor, or through the wormhole, he thought he might find her. If
he did, would she remember him? Would she still... love him?
Sisko shook these thoughts out of his head. Jennifer, his wife, and the
mother of his son, Jake, was dead. The Borg had killed her, and nothing could
change that. If he saw her, it was a lie, she was dead, a lie...
He glanced up at Dax. "Aren't you going to sit down, old man?" he asked
with a smile.
Dax stared straight through him. "I have something to say, Commander
Sisko."
Sisko leaned back in his chair. "Then say it, Lieutenant."
Dax took a deep breath. "I respectfully request a transfer to another
posting. I wish to leave this station."
The words hit Sisko like a punch in the stomach, and he'd plenty of them in
recent days. "Do you know what you're saying, Dax? You're turning away from
the greatest collection of scientific research in th known galaxy! The
wormhole is every scientist's dream. Thousands, possibly millions, want to
work here. And you're giving it up?"
Dax merely nodded her head. "In case you haven't noticed, Commander, the
fact that the Dominion hold the other side of the wormhole doesn't inspire a
lot of confidence in most scientists."
"Still -"
"Still nothing. I request a transfer. If I have to go over your head, so
be it. It'll be on your record that a transfer was refused, not mine."
Please note that, while some of these characters are copyrighted (c) to
Paramount Pictures, the storyline, Sasha Wren, events, the Shadows, the
Defiant's condition, et cetera, et cetera, is copyrighted (c) to Raymond N.
Cooper. This story can be red shifted towards the Gamma Quadrant as long as my
name (as author, and down here), address, and these copyright details remain
here on this story...
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Date: 09 Jan 95 15:33:50
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OF TWO MINDS... (pt2)
***************
Yet again by
Raymond N. Cooper
Sisko stood, and moved over to a window; in the distance, stars twinkled
their soft patterns of nuclear life, and Bajor twinkled with them. From this
distance, it seemed to be a big star in the blackness of space. He could see
Dax's reflection in patterns on the window.
"It was... Jennifer, wasn't it?" he breathed quietly.
"Not... exactly, Commander. More to do with the fact that I have no
confidence in you anymore."
"Due to Jennifer."
"Not -"
"Damn it, Dax! Do you think I'm stupid?" Sisko shouted. Even through the
soundproofed walls, the shout was clearly audible in Ops. Dax's silence
confirmed Sisko's query.
"All right then," he muttered. "You'll get your transfer. I have no idea
to where I'm going to send you, though..."
"You could send me to..." Dax trailed off, knowing this would endanger her
chances of getting a position she wanted. Sisko glared at her. Jadzia broke
through for a moment.
"Benjamin, I'm sorry about all this, I never wanted to do it, I -" Dax cut
her off.
"Dismissed, Lieutenant."
Dax turned on her heel, and strode away, leaving Sisko to stare out the
window...
******
"Well, now, Kai, I'll just give you something to sleep, then I'll be off."
Julian Bashir was in a cheerful mood. Dax hadn't snapped at him, Kira was
avoiding him (although those two things he missed - at least then they were
talking to him), and the Commander hadn't wanted any miracle cures. He could
get down to some serious research.
Vedek Bareil had brought the Kai to DS9 a day ago, claiming she had been
attacked. The Kai was almost hysterical with fright, moaning "They're coming!
The Prophets are coming! And them we must fight!" Julian had sedated her
almost immediately.
Kira hadn't been too impressed with the fact that the Kai was on the
station, but it appeared that havng the Kai here had other priviledges - namely
a certain Vedek.
The Kai seemed to be stable now, the cuts were healing nicely, what with
that new platelet inducer from Bajor.
Come to think of it, the Bajorans were making a lot of new, useful things by
themselves these days. They were recovering some of their old civilisation, at
least. On the drawing boards was a DNA/RNA recorder/ reconstructor (at least,
that was the working title, Julian reminded himself). He bustled off into
another room.
The Kai's eyes were open, but sagging. She slowly succumbed to the effects
of the sedative. As she went out, she saw greyness at the edge of her vision.
"Prophets!" she whispered, "Protect me!"
<<Oh the Prophets are long gone. We are here now>>
[Enjoyment]
******
Kira and Bareil sat in Kira's quarters. They had been talking for a while
now, and were getting..., well, rather anxious. Finally, Kira couldn't contain
herself any longer, and she fell upon Bareil, who responed to her affections.
Then Kira's comm badge beeped.
"Sisko to senior staff, please assemble in Ops."
Kira touched her badge. "Kira to Sisko," she said breathlessly, "I'm rather
tied up at the moment with..., um, important matters that require urgent work.
I'll need maybe half an hour -"
"Major! Get to Ops - now! Or else you can spend all the time you want with
your boyfriend - on Bajor without a job!"
"I can wait, Nerys," Bareil assured Kira.
"I can't," the Major grumbled - someone was going to pay!
******
In Ops, Sasha Wren sat watching the senior staff talk around the main
console. No one had noticed her as yet.
From the turbolift, Odo joined the group.
"Since we're all here, I would just like to take this time to announce the
departure of one of our staff."
Kira held her breath. Had she arrived too late? She knew she shouldn't
have sneaked that last kiss before leaving.
"Dax will be leaving us - just as soon as the present crisis has passed."
Kira let her breath out quickly, turning it into a sigh to hide her
thankfulness.
"Now, I'd like to tell you all something. A Romulan Warbird has been seen
heading in this general direction. I don't think we have anything to worry
about, but if it is coming here, then, at its present speed, it will be here in
about five days time. I want us all to be ready for any contingencies.
"Mr. O'Brien, how stands the Defiant?"
O'Brien looked away. "Um, Commander, I don't think it'll be flyin' anytime
soon. The port warp nacelle needs a complete overhaul, the shields are
down,the phasers don't work, and neither do the photon torpedoes. It's just a
hunk of metal at the moment..."
Sisko sighed. "Dismissed."
Everyone hurried away to their stations except Kira. "Where are you
going,Major?" the Commander asked.
Kira looked nervous. "To... fix that thing I was telling you
about,Commander..." She made it out of Ops in record time.
******
"This is the life, Bareil," Kira sighed. "I could do this all day..."
Not the end - yet!
Continued in
Shadow Defense...
Please note that, while some of these characters are copyrighted (c) to
Paramount Pictures, the storyline, Sasha Wren, events, the Shadows, the
Defiant's condition, et cetera, et cetera, is copyrighted (c) to Raymond N.
Cooper. This story can be red shifted towards the Gamma Quadrant as long as my
name (as author, and down here), address, and these copyright details remain
here on this story...