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Scene 17

17.       KIRA IS SEATED INSIDE HER QUARTERS, ELBOWS ON HER KNEES,

            HANDS CLASPED.  THE DOOR RINGS, AND KIRA STANDS UP,

            STARING BLINDLY AT THE DOOR.  IT RINGS AGAIN, TWICE MORE.

 

KIRA

                                    (stuttering)  Enter.

 

In walks Dax, to Kira's obvious relief.

 

KIRA

                                    (exhales aloud, smiling)  Dax!  It's you.

 

DAX

                                    (smiling)  Who were you expecting?

 

Kira gives her a sharp, caustic look as it's obvious to both women that Dax knows who she means.  Dax moves forward, and both stand in front of the couch.

 

DAX

                                    May I sit?

 

Kira looks at the couch, then tosses her hands up nervously.

 

KIRA

                                    Ah, sure.  I'm sorry I'm such a poor hostess.

 

The two women sit down.  Kira appears self-conscious as Dax stares at her compassionately.  Kira peers at Dax, then at her own hands, then back to Dax.

 

KIRA

                                    (off pitch)  Well?  What?

 

DAX

                                    I thought maybe you'd like some company.  I haven't

                                    seen much of you except in Ops, and even then you've

                                    been awfully quiet.

 

KIRA

                                    I haven't been very sociable lately, have I?

 

Both women smile as Dax shakes her head.

 

DAX

                                    Not very.

 

KIRA

                                    It's just . . .

 

DAX

                                    (momentarily quiet)  Jaren?

 

KIRA

                                    He keeps trying to see me.  But I . . . I just can't.

                                    (frustrated, grunts)  It just doesn't matter.  You

                                    probably don't care to hear my problems anyway.

 

DAX

                                    (softly)  I wouldn't have come if I didn't care.

 

Kira looks forward, exhaling aloud.  She hesitates, reluctant to share her feelings.  Things grow quiet.

 

DAX

                                    If you don't want to talk, Kira -

 

KIRA

                                    (suddenly scared)  No!  No, I  . . . really.  I'm glad

                                    to have you here, Dax.  A little womanly company

                                    is nice right now.  I just don't know what I should

                                    do!

 

DAX

                                    (contemplative)  When did you and Jaren first meet?

 

KIRA

                                    (deep breath)  It was about four years ago.  I was

                                    working with the Bajoran Resistance on one of the

                                    moons and got injured during a strike on a Cardassian

                                    supply ship.  I was lucky to make it back.  Jaren

                                    worked in the underground as a medic and nursed

                                    me back to health.  That was the first time we

                                    ever spoke to one another.

 

DAX

                                    (teasing)  Was it 'love at first sight?'

 

KIRA

                                    (rolling her eyes)  Not exactly.  He was so . . . so . . .

 

DAX

                                    Persistent?

 

KIRA

                                    Yes!  And high-strung, and proud, and -

 

DAX

                                    Kind of like someone I know well.

 

Kira and Dax laugh softly.  Kira's growing more comfortable talking.

 

DAX

                                    He must have been quite a man to win your heart.

                                    (pause)  What happened?  It sounds as though you

                                    had something special together.

 

KIRA

                                    We . . . we fell in love.  We discussed marriage

                                    several times, but it really wasn't feasibly yet, not

                                    with all of the fighting and raids we were running.

                                    It just wasn't time.

 

Dax listens all the while with a concerned, non-judgmental expression. 

 

KIRA

                                    Then, we had a son.  We named him Alkaran.  He . . .

                                    (growing emotional) he meant everything to me.

                                    He was the bond between us.

 

Dax places a hand on Kira's arm as Kira fights back tears.

 

DAX

                                    That must have been a difficult pregnancy

                                    working in the underground.

 

KIRA

                                    You can't imagine the problems of having a child

                                    during a war, especially fighting one.  I had

                                    reservations about going through with the birth,

                                    but Jaren was adamant.  He said all he really

                                    ever wanted in life was a family.  He was willing

                                    to sacrifice everything for me and our child.

 

DAX

                                    (sensitive)   What happened to . . . to Alkaran?

 

Kira turns away, biting her lip before turning back towards Dax.

 

KIRA

                                    I lost him, Dax.  And when I lost our son, I knew

                                    I have lost him.

 

Kira turns away, but Dax embraces her, tears rolling down the faces of both.  Silence ensues.

 

KIRA

                                    Oh Dax, what am I going to do?  If he ever

                                    finds out -   I can't let him know.  He couldn't

                                    bear to hear it.

 

After a moment, the two women end their embrace and sit back on the couch.

 

DAX

                                    (smiling warmly)  You can't live in the past, Kira.

                                    You have to move on, to face yourself and come

                                    to accept what's happened.  Hiding from your

                                    problems and feelings won't resolve them.  You

                                    need to feel the pain of your loss. 

 

Dax pauses as Kira lifts her head to stare at the woman.

 

DAX

                                    The only way around the pain is through it.

 

Kira brushes away a few tears in the brief, embarassed silence.

 

KIRA

                                    So, what do I do now?

 

DAX

                                    I think you already know, Kira.  And when the time

                                    is right, you'll do what you need to do.

 

Dax rises, smiling compassionately.  Kira returns the smile, though somewhat uncertain.  Dax walks toward the door then turns to look at Kira.

 

DAX

                                    If you need someone to talk to, you know where

                                    to find me.

 

Kira nods and smiles.  Dax begins to EXIT when Kira stops her.

 

KIRA

                                    Dax?

 

Dax smiles warmly.

 

KIRA

                                    Thank you.

 

Dax EXITS.

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