16. JAREN AND JULIAN ARE IN SICK BAY MONITORING THE STATUS OF THE SEALED CONTAINERS OF JAREN'S CARGO. JAREN IS VERY LOW-
SPIRITED AND INTROSPECTIVE AS HE HALF-HEARTEDLY RECORDS
DATA ON A BAJORAN TRICORDER. JULIAN IS HIS USUAL CHEERY SELF AS HE WORKS ALONGSIDE JAREN.
Jaren, I'm pleased to report that the samples of
polycerate are 98.3% homogeneous. Their
molecular configuration seems to have maintained
thus far. I'd estimate you have just over 70
their electron bonds degenerate.
(not listening) Hmmm.
noticed Jaren's inattention.
ship be operational when you depart for
or will you have to find an alternate
looking up at Julian) What's that?
Tomorrow. When you leave for Bajor.
doesn't comprehend the question, Julian explains.
I was asking
whether your vessel will be ready
Ah . . .
yes. Chief O'Brian has been able to repair,
much of the damage to the warp drive.
to depart with my crew tomorrow evening.
to his moody, distant manner. After a brief pause, Julian resumes the conversation
while analyzing more data.
do you think of the station, doctor? Have
any time on the Promenade yet? (smiling)
Our bar tender,
Quark, makes an excellent sporellan
berry tail. Have you tried one?
Hmmm. (pauses) Hm? What's that?
seeing that Jaren hasn't heard a word he's said all day. Jaren smiles self-consciously
in return, apologetic.
I'm sorry. I wasn't listening.
I'm not good
company right now, am I?
setting his tricorder on the counter while looking at Jaren. The latter's smile
fades quickly, his eyes dropping heavily to the floor.
Kira, isn't it?
I mean, you
really feel strongly about her, don't
(wistful) She was . . . everything to me.
I heard about
what happened between the two of
you in Ops
(bitter) I suppose everyone on board is talking about
us. Bah! Who cares? I've never cared what others
I don't think
anyone is looking down on you, Jaren.
I know a
lot of people are sorry to see you both so
torn apart. (pauses) Have you tried speaking with
(hurt laugh) She refuses to see me, whether she's on
duty or off. I just don't understand! We had so
If you don't
mind my asking, how did you and Kira
meet? Perhaps if you talk about it, you can find some
will show you what to do?
(skeptical) Are the station's psychologist, too, doctor?
uncertain if that was a compliment) Well,
I . . .
sit down. Jaren takes a deep breath as Julian looks on eagerly. Jaren is quite animated while he relates his story.
It was nearly
four years ago when we first met. We
in the Bajoran underground and had just
made a raid
on a Cardassian freighter and escort. Kira
hurt pretty badly, having crash landed on
a lunar surface. She was found quickly, and, as the only
physician' (laughs) of our band,
it was I who
smiles when he sees Julian already absorbed in the story. Julian motions for
Jaren to continue.
I fell in
love the moment I saw her! (pause) We
a lot of
each other after that, and we grew very close.
have been very special to you.
(dreamily) Oh, she was everything a man could ever
want in a
woman: strong, intelligent, independent! She
had a certain
. . . passion, a love for Bajor and for life
like no one
I had ever know before or since.
sound like our Major Kira . . .
imagine my joy when I discovered we
to have a child – a son! (more serious tone)
for some time about whether or not she
actively fighting for the resistance.
I was against
it, but she? (suddenly proud) She
firm in her
decision. As long as she had breath in her
was determined to work toward the
and begins to pace the floor. His anxiety while he relates his tale is growing.
When my son
was finally born at the underground
I was elated. We named him Alkaran,
Bajoran word for ‘independence.’ (dignified)
our cause, was a labor of love.
just across from Julian, occasionally lifting his eyes from the floor to look at Julian.
after his birth, I was chosen to accompany
a raid on
Sonice III, a Cardassian supply depot. It was
a major link in their food and weapons distribution,
and we had
only one chance to hit it before their fleet
repairs. Since we were desperately short on
I had experience piloting before, I had no
clenching and unclenching his fists. He grows angry as he recalls the terrible
the last time I saw either Kira or our son.
Why? What happened to them?
It was a
trap. Someone in the underground had sold
us out. While our foorces at the depot were being
the Cardassian ers made a counter-
the moon. Those of us who escaped . . .
(chokes) . . . those of us who made it back were
when we saw what had happened. There
a moment with his back turned toward Julian. He quickly regains his composure
and continues his story, slowly pacing the floor.
When we rendezvoused
at the alternate site, we found
a few survivors
from the facility who had managed to
but Kira? She was nowhere to be found.
But . . .
she made it out?
did, although no one knew it at the time. In
told me that no one would have made it out
it hadn’t been for Kira’s level head and quick
his head proudly.
she was a “hero.”
Then . .
. why didn’t she arrive at the rendezvous with
the others? Wouldn’t she have known where to go or
what to do?
No one knew
for certain. Shortly after reaching the
Kira apparently got separated from the others.
a few hours had passed, and she never showed
assumed Kira had gotten caught by a
patrol. What else could have prevented
her arrival. No one from our band ever saw her – or
my son –
How did you
ever deal with that? (uncomfortable)
up his hands in frustration.
it! Why, I went mad with anger, fury!
several times to search for her and Alkaran
but found nothing. Yet the worst part was not knowing,
wondering each day if she somehow could have made it
out, where she would have gone, why she didn’t try
to contact me.
tried but couldn’t find you.
pacing, standing near Julian.
(contemplative) That thought, too, occurred to me. But
have been very easy.
In the ensuing
silence, Julian gets a puzzled look.
(explaining) For someone in the underground, it wouldn’t
be very difficult
to find someone – someone who isn’t
. . or . (suddenly angry) That
led me to believe that she would never be found,
Cardassian butchers had captured both her
and my son.
to hold back his emotions as his memories and feelings resurface.
Are you certain? I mean, about your son?
his finger to his chin, then points it toward Julian.
doctor, have you ever seen . . . has she ever
a boy to you? Ever hinted? Showed
you a . . .
. . anything?
that I’ve ever seen.
knowingly. He pulls half of a paired locket from his pocket and opens it, glancing
at it a moment before handing it to Julian.
Alkaran, my son.
it and looks closely at the photo within. He smiles, looks up, then peers at
the picture again before speaking.
(tenderly) He’s very beautiful. He looks
a lot like
you . . .
and (glancing up at Jaren to guage his reaction)
. . . and
the locket and hands it back to Jaren
(sighing) Yes. That's what everyone said.
Both men are
beginning to feel a little self-conscious, discussing this emotional subject.
(curiously) I wonder . . .
at Julian, perplexed.
If she lived
– as obviously she did – why would she
want to hide
from you? If you were in love, why not
come to you,
to share your loss?
over this ideal briefly, aggitated by the insight Julian poses with his question.
. . . she must have been crushed. The loss
been more than she could take. (pauses,
frowns) I've never known why.
very much in love with her, aren't you?
(low tone) Yes.
don't you tell her?
up, confused by the simplicity of Julian's question.
excited) Tell her it doesn't matter, that you
her, that neither of you can undo the past, but
can have a future together.
his hand and peers at the locket, then squeezes it tightly before speaking. Jaren
approaches Julian and places the other hand upon his shoulder.
Julian. Thank you.