Star Trek - TNG - Dominion War Book 3

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Chapter One

SAM LAVELLE STRODE onto the bridge of the Orb of

Peace, hardly able to believe that he had given up a

spacious Cardassian antimatter tanker for this austere

Bajoran transport. He was sure he had gotten the

worst of the deal, especially considering that he

thought he was going to be rescued and sent home.

His last voyage had been a perfect example of Mur-

phy's Law, and this one promised to send him from

the frying pan into the fire.

The cramped bridge had a strange viewscreen with

Bajoran writing all around it. He was able to translate

two phrases: "The devout will enter the Celestial

Temple," and "The Kai holds the lantern of Bajor."

Even without the platitudes, the stars glimmered

enticingly on the screen, making him wish that he

were going home.

But Sam knew there was no escape from this war--

not until the Dominion was driven back to their part

of the galaxy.

He spotted the slim Bajoran, Ro Laren, seated at

the conn. Both Captain Picard and Geordi La Forge

looked Bajoran--with nose ridges and earrings--but

Ro was the real thing. Sam remembered hearing

stories about her on the Enterprise, but he had only

seen her once, in Ten-Forward, just before her ill-

fated mission to infiltrate the Maquis. Now she was

captain of this Bajoran vessel.

"I'm your relief, Captain," he said, keeping his

voice low in the dimly lit bridge.

"Thank you." Ro Laren rose from her seat and

stretched like a willowy lioness, shaking her short-

cropped mane of dark brown hair. She was wearing a

Bajoran uniform which hugged the lanky contours of

her body, and Sam looked longer and harder than he

should have. Ro caught him staring at her, and her

eyes drilled into his. Sam knew he should look away,

but it had been a long time since he had gazed

lustfully at a woman, and he wasn't anxious to stop.

"I'm sorry," he said, managing a shy smile. "I don't

know what got into me. It's funny what even a small

taste of freedom will do to a man."

Her face softened, and she looked sympathetic if

still annoyed. "How long were you a prisoner of the

Dominion?"

"About two months, I guess," answered Sam. "It's

hard to say, because we were never allowed to see any

chronometers, except when we were on work detail,

building that damn collider. And then, we only saw

shift timers. We were kept segregated from the wom-

en. I saw them every now and then on the worker

transports, but that was it."

"I know the Cardassiansmit must have been bad."

He nodded slowly. "Yes, it was, and a lot of good

people are still there. I wish we could do something to

help them."

"There's no chance for a mass escape?"

"I don't see how," Sam answered glumly. "The

complex where the prisoners are housed is near the

collider, but each pod of prisoners is isolated.

There's no way to get hold of a ship like we did--

that was a fluke. No matter when you do this,

thousands of prisoners will be working. If your

mission is to destroy the artificial wormhole, your

mission is to destroy them, too."

Ro crossed her arms and wrinkled her ridged nose.

"You know, that's exactly what I've been telling

Captain Picard. And it sounds even worse coming

from you, because you've been there."

"Yes, I've been there, and I can't believe I'm

thinking about going back. This isn't exactly the way I

envisioned my escape--going back to that place, on

purpose." Shivering, Sam sunk into the chair at the

conn and studied the unfamiliar instruments.

"I'm sure Captain Picard would offer you a chance

not to go, if he could," said Ro. "But we only have this

craft, and no way to split up."

Sam snorted a laugh. "Yeah, if you don't mind me

saying so, your demolition squad is a little short-

handed."

"We had a whole crew and more than one torpedo.

But we lost five torpedoes fighting our way through

the Dominion border patrol, then we got shanghaied

by pirates in the Badlands, and hijacked by Romu-

lans--"

"Pirates and Romulans?" asked Sam with boyish

curiosity. The smile faded from his lips when we saw

how upset Ro was about these incidents. "Hey, I'm

sorry if we lost more good people, but I'm sort of

burned-out on death. I can't even think about it, if

you know what I mean."

"I know what you mean," admitted Ro, staring

down at the deck. "The Enterprise is supposed to take

us home, but only if we alert them with a subspace

beacon."

"But how quickly could they get here?"

"That's a good question." The Bajoran hovered

over Sam's shoulder and pointed at his console.

"You'll want to watch the hull pressure--right there."

"Okay, thanks." Sam took some time to scan all the

readouts, finding them fairly easy to understand. It

wasn't nearly as complex as the antimatter tanker. He

tried to concentrate on his duties, but the Bajoran's

presence was bringing back memories and emotions

he had tried to push away, without much success.

"I had a good friend who was Bajoran, Ensign Sito

Jaxa," he said with a wistful smile. "Her death was

the first casualty I really experienced in Starfleet, and

it hit me pretty hard. She was killed by the Cardas-

sians, and that act started the war for me a couple of

years early. I was gung-ho to get at them."

"I followed Sito's career," said Ro, "but I never got

a chance to meet her. I think I was away at Tactical

Training while you and your friends were serving

aboard the Enterprise."

Sam chuckled. "You couldn't help but to follow

Sito's career--she was full of zip. She got into a lot of

trouble at the Academy."

"Along with Wesley Crusher," said Ro with a smile.

While they shared an unexpected moment of nos-

talgia, Sam glanced at the striking Bajoran. It was too

bad that his life expectancy was so short, or he would

have been tempted to pursue the former Starfleet

officer. Of course it was wartime, and anything could

happen.

Returning his mind to his duty, Sam adjusted the

viewscreen, and a brown-magenta cloud coalesced

into view, still some distance away. Pulses of light

blinked on and off within its murky depths, which

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ChapterOneSAMLAVELLESTRODEontothebridgeoftheOrbofPeace,hardlyabletobelievethathehadgivenupaspaciousCardassianantimattertankerforthisaustereBajorantransport.Hewassurehehadgottentheworstofthedeal,especiallyconsideringthathethoughthewasgoingtoberescuedandsenthome.HislastvoyagehadbeenaperfectexampleofMu...

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