ACT FIVE
FADE IN:
19 INT. DS9 – PRYNN’S QUARTERS
Prynn remains sat at her computer, going through the files, listening intently to audio records. SISKO’s voice issues from the computer – she memorises every word.
SISKO (comm)
Captain Benjamin Sisko, personal
log. I’ve tried to explain to Jake all
the things I saw, the things I
experienced during that brief time.
I remember Dax and O’Brien telling
me my temporal signature was out
of phase. That I had been shifted
into subspace. It certainly didn’t
feel like the first time I’d been in
the wormhole. I didn’t sense the
presence of the wormhole aliens –
the Prophets – at all this time.
I was just alone.
Prynn is on the verge of tears as she imagines her father going through the same thing.
SISKO (comm)
But it really wasn’t so bad. The
whole thing passed in minutes from
my perspective. Jake was the one I
felt bad for. My son... my sweet boy.
I tried to explain what I’d seen in the
all-too-brief moments we were together.
How he’d grown up, gotten his books
published, gotten married... and then
how he’d thrown it all away in a futile
effort to save me. How I loved him for
trying... and how sad it made me to
see what it did to him.
Prynn steels herself against this. She doesn’t care how hard it might be for her.
SISKO (comm)
And how eventually he was the one
who saved me...
Prynn blooms with hope...
SISKO (comm)
...at the cost of his own life.
...and her hopes are dampened. But not destroyed.
SISKO (comm)
No child should ever have to die to
save his own father. That’s against
all the laws of nature. The father
gives up his life for the child. Anything
else is just... wrong. I tried to explain
all of this to Jake. How grateful I was
for what he did for me. And how he
should never have had to do it. And
how I hope he never has to do it again.
I don’t know if I got through to him.
I guess I’ll just have to make sure I
never have to find out. End log.
The log ends. Prynn sits there, a million feelings whirring around. Hope, worry, determination, sadness, desperation...
20 INT. DS9 – MAIN OPS CENTRE
Nog is at the Engineering station. Bowers is at Tactical. Extras are at all the other stations, getting along with their work on a normal day. After a few moments...
An ALARM goes off on Bowers’ console. He checks it, is worried by what he reads. He hits a panel...
BOWERS
Ops to Commander Ro. Could you
come out here, please?
After a moment, the door from the commander’s office opens and Ro emerges. She goes to Bowers’ console...
RO
Whaddaya got, Lieutenant?
BOWERS
(re panel)
Take a look at this. Does it look to
you like it looks to me?
Ro inspects the panel with a frown...
RO
Ro to Cenn.
21 INT. DS9 – SECURITY OFFICE
Cenn looks up from his desk. Intercut with Ops as needed.
CENN
Go ahead, Commander.
RO (comm)
We’re showing some indications
of a possible security breach at
Runabout Pad B up here. Have you
got anything?
Cenn works his panels, and works his panels again. And again. Needle in a haystack. Eventually he finds it.
CENN
I’ve got a tiny blip in power around
the docking seals.
(not convinced)
It could be nothing...
22 INT. DS9 – MAIN OPS CENTRE
Urgently, Nog reacts to another alert on his panels.
NOG
Commander! The Brahmaputra is
launching from pad B.
RO
What? There’s nothing scheduled,
is there?
BOWERS
(checks panels)
No, sir.
RO
Ops to Brahmaputra.
23 INT. RUNABOUT – COCKPIT
Prynn is in the pilot’s seat, moving the ship quickly but steadily. She hesitates to answer the hail, but decides to go with it. She fakes a breezy, nothing-wrong tone.
PRYNN
This is the Brahmaputra. Go
ahead, Ops.
24 INT. DS9 – MAIN OPS CENTRE
Ro grits her teeth to hear the voice. Damn it, she was afraid of something like this.
RO
Prynn? Care to explain why you’ve
launched a runabout without
authorisation or a logged flight plan?
PRYNN (comm)
Just a routine test flight, Commander.
Nothing to worry about. I’ll file a
plan when I get back.
RO
No, you’ll do it now. Turn the ship
around and come back, Lieutenant.
That’s an order.
There’s a pregnant pause as they wait to see if Prynn will obey the order...
25 INT. RUNABOUT – COCKPIT
Prynn hesitates... but makes her choice.
PRYNN
I'm sorry, Commander, but I can’t do
that. I have to go see a man about
a wormhole.
And she cuts the channel, returning her attention to her pilot’s station.
26 INT. DS9 – MAIN OPS CENTRE
Ro thumps the panel.
RO
Damn it. Bowers, tractor beam.
BOWERS
Aye, sir.
He works his panels...
27 EXT. DEEP SPACE NINE
The tractor beam lashes out from the station...
...and the fleeing runabout dodges one way and the other, Prynn’s expert flying evading the tractor beam despite several attempts from Bowers.
28 INT. DS9 – MAIN OPS CENTRE
Frustrated, Bowers shakes his head. Ro turns to Nog.
RO
Nog – prefix override?
Nog works his panels...
NOG
Sorry, Commander. She’s disabled
the transponder. She’s good.
Ro’s frustration grows, especially since this is kind of all her fault.
NOG
Begging your pardon, Commander,
but what’s the problem? Do you
know where she’s going?
RO
(grudging
admiration)
I have a pretty good idea.
BOWERS
Do we go after her?
Ro isn’t sure what to do. She sympathises with Prynn, but the junior officer has disobeyed orders.
As Ro struggles with her decision, another ALERT goes off on Nog’s panel. He checks...
RO
Is it Prynn?
NOG
No, sir. It’s... I'm not sure what
it is.
Curious, Ro goes to join Nog at his panels, while he continues to work at it. Sounds come over the speakers, garbled NOISE that chops and stutters and fizzes, with the barest hints of humanoid VOICES in the mix. Nog works...
NOG
I think it’s a distress call.
RO
From who?
Nog leans in to his panels, listens closely to the sounds, concentrates on them...
NOG
Is that...?
Struck with a new idea, Nog begins working the panels again. A few moments later, he has the answer. He looks up at Ro, worried.
NOG
I couldn’t identify the source. It’s
too garbled at their end, like
whoever was sending was too
damaged to even send a decent
distress signal. So I tried to trace
where it was coming from.
RO
And?
NOG
It’s coming from the wormhole.
Nog, Ro and Bowers share amazed looks. Could this have anything to do with Prynn? Or even with Vaughn?
NOG
Well, not from the wormhole itself,
but through it, from the subspace
communications array in the Gamma
Quadrant. I recognise the codes they
used to access it. I programmed them
myself.
RO
So who is it?
NOG
It’s the Even Odds, sir.
RO
Your trader friends? Who were spying
on the Ascendants for us?
NOG
Yes, sir. The last time I spoke to
Captain Dez, he was very clear that
after they did this one last thing for
us, they were out. For him to ask
for help... it must be pretty bad.
BOWERS
So what do we do? And what about Prynn?
Ro ponders her options for a moment, then makes a decision.
RO
Prynn can look after herself. And I
think... I’d probably have done the
same thing. Let her go.
BOWERS
Aye, sir.
RO
But get the Defiant prepped and ready
for launch ASAP. I want to be through
the wormhole and following that distress
call in thirty minutes.
BOWERS
Aye, sir.
Pleased with that decision, Bowers quickly shuts down his panels and heads out.
NOG
(quiet smile)
Thank you, sir.
RO
It may be useless, but send a reply
anyway, let them know we’re on our
way. And then get down to the Defiant
too. If they’re that badly damaged
they’ll need you.
NOG
Aye, sir. But... the Defiant is still not
completely repaired herself. The replace-
ments I need haven’t arrived yet.
RO
Then you’ll just have to do the best
with what you’ve got.
Nog nods his understanding and gets to work.
RO
Ro to Cenn. Are you ready to be
confused, Major?
CENN (comm)
(confused)
Commander...?
RO
Report to Ops on the double, Major.
You’re in command until further notice.
CENN (comm)
(shocked)
Aye, sir. I’ll be right there.
Everyone around her is now hard at work, a new energy having entered the room. Standing outside the door of the commander’s office, feeling determined and decisive at last, she mutters to herself...
RO
Oh, Prynn... I hope you know what
you’re doing.
Ending on Ro...
FADE OUT:
END OF SHOW