1 EXT. EARTH – SAN FRANCISCO
A beautiful shot across San Francisco bay, the sun glinting off the water, small tourist boats sailing past. The Golden Gate Bridge and other SF landmarks are clear.
PULL BACK until the edges of a window frame creep in, and it becomes clear we’re looking out on this from inside.
KIRA walks past the window, quickly pacing, agitated.
Yeah, that’s gonna happen.
PULL BACK further to reveal that we’re inside...
2 INT. STARFLEET COMMAND LOUNGE
A waiting room of sorts, Starfleet style, lushly appointed and comfortable. Kira paces back and forth impatiently. SISKO sits on a couch, dressed in smart civilian clothes, outwardly more relaxed than Kira but inside just as tense.
You did everything you could to
persuade them. It’s up to the
Council to decide. In the mean-
time you may as well relax.
My father’s saying about the
soufflé comes to mind.
Kira tries to follow her best friend’s advice. But it doesn’t come easily. She stops pacing and gazes out the window at the calm and sunny scenery.
So what’s this part of Earth
San Francisco. This is where
Starfleet Command and the
Academy are based.
But the government offices were
somewhere else, right?
And your father lives...?
Have you been to see him?
He knows I'm here. But I
thought my time would be
better spent watching you
wear a hole in the carpet.
Kira stops, smiles.
I’m trying to relax, Benjamin,
really I am. But I just don’t
know how you Starfleet captains
make it look so easy.
Us Starfleet captains.
In name, maybe. But I never went
to your academy. I’ve never even
been to San Francisco. Not in
this century, at least.
Sisko frowns... Kira sighs. Can’t stop worrying.
If we don’t get this fleet, the
whole plan falls apart. There’s
no way Bajor can face up to the
Ascendants alone. And then...
the Eav’oq are finished.
The door opens, Kira and Sisko turn in hope... and see Adm ROSS entering. He closes the door quietly behind him. He doesn’t seem especially happy.
Captains. The Council has
finished its deliberations,
and come to a decision.
And... you’ll get your fleet, Captain.
(sags w/ relief)
Thank the Prophets.
It’s six times what we sent
to the Dominion, Captain. It
includes the Defiant, and my
own personal flagship, the
Cerberus. So this had better
It will, Admiral. Thank you.
I want to make one thing crystal
clear, Captain. This is it.
Off Kira’s confused, worried reaction...
That gamble you made in the
Council chambers - threatening
to withdraw Bajor from the
Federation if we didn’t do what
you want - that only works one
time. You do not get to play
that card again. If this fleet
fails to achieve the objectives
under which we approved it,
you don’t get another one.
Kira gulps. She has no choice but to agree.
I’m placing you in general
command of the fleet. This is
your show, Nerys. Make it count.
On Kira’s daunted reaction...
3 EXT. DEEP SPACE NINE – ESTABLISHING
The station at rest...
4 INT. DS9 - RO’S QUARTERS
Starting at the window out onto space. We move gradually through the room, as the SOUND of troubled, hitching breaths can be heard...
Eventually we land upon RO. She sits on her bed, hugging herself, shuddering and gasping with short, sharp breaths.
She lifts a shivering head and looks across the room at... a hypospray, sat on her desk. She stares at it for a moment... then grits her teeth and looks away again.
Ops to Lieutenant Ro.
She looks up in surprise, hopeful and relieved that she might have a distraction.
Go ahead, Major.
The Captain’s just signalled
ahead. The fleet has entered
the Bajoran sector.
I’ll be right there.
The distraction has worked - she gets up happily and hurries towards the door, leaving the hypospray behind.
5 EXT. SPACE
In a big flash of light, the Defiant drops out of warp and coasts to a relative stop. Soon after come five more Starfleet vessels. The six varied ships make an impressive sight arrayed in space near to Deep Space Nine.
Besides the Defiant
, the ships are as follows:
, Akira-class (“Lesser Evil”)
, Nebula-class (“Take Me Out to the Holosuite”)
, Prometheus-class (“Message in a Bottle”)
, Excelsior-class (“Descent”)
, Intrepid-class (like Voyager
6 INT. DS9 - MAIN OPS CENTRE
The turbolift rises into Ops, and Ro jumps off it at speed, excited and relieved that Captain Kira is back. The crew - CENN at the Ops table, DAX hovering and observing in the tactical alcove, extras elsewhere - are all gazing up at the main screen, which shows the external view.
Kira’s on the line, Lieutenant.
She nods for him to go ahead. He presses buttons - Kira’s image appears on the screen, in the Defiant
’s centre seat.
Good to see you, Captain. The
crew will be glad to have you back.
The “crew” will have to wait
a little longer, Lieutenant.
Admiral Ross gave us a limited
window of time to do this. So
I want to get out there and get
it done before I lose my nerve.
You’re in charge till I get back.
Ro’s hope and relief drains away.
If you’re certain, Captain.
I also need you to get one pilot
and one tactical each in the Rio
Grande, the Nile and the Yolja,
and get them out to me ASAP.
Keep the Brahmaputra on watch.
Wish us luck.
Ro just nods. Doesn’t have much in her to be encouraging to others right now. Kira disappears from the screen.
Downcast, legs like lead, Ro clomps slowly up the steps to the office. Dax intercepts her at the top.
Leaving me in command, for one
thing. And this stuff with the
Eav’oq... Maybe it’s just cause
I don’t follow the Prophets or
something, but I really don’t
see why this is our problem.
Dax tenses - this is too close to what Bashir was saying, and she doesn’t want to hear it. But she tamps down her protests and tries to encourage Ro.
It’s not about whether you
believe in the Prophets or not.
It’s about whether you believe
in Kira... and whether you
deserve to wear that uniform.
But Ro didn’t take it as an encouragement. She took it as confirmation of all her worst fears and insecurities.
END OF TEASER