DS9 12x16 – "The Blame Game"

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    Meanwhile...

    TNG 17x16 – “HEGHLU’MEH QAQ JAJVAM”

    Honoured by the starship Ranger’s sacrifice at Khitomer, Chancellor Martok pledges the entire Klingon Empire to fight the Borg. Even his rivals on the High Council, who had previously considered the invasion purely a Federation matter, eventually support him in what may be the greatest battle in the history of the Empire. Martok assembles a fleet of over 500 warships, ready to take on the Borg. Meanwhile LaForge has detected sirillium traces on every Borg ship Starfleet has fought recently, and calculates that the range and decay rates mean they must have come from the Azure Nebula (VOY 3x02 “Flashback”), a supernova remnant on the triple border of Federation, Klingon and Romulan space. While LaForge oversees the creation of new transphasic torpedoes, Crusher confides in Worf her worries about Picard’s erratic behaviour – when the Borg are involved, you never know how he will react. Approaching the Azure Nebula, Enterprise comes under attack by several cubes...

    TTN 1x16 – “WHATEVER IT TAKES”

    2381: Titan’s super-sensors detect a planet hidden by a metal shell. As they approach, Keru asks Torvig to collaborate on security training, planning for every possible Borg tactic. 2168: Major Foyle and a team go to the city of Mantilis where they coerce the pacifist Caeliar – open a subspace tunnel and send us home. Foyle beams back to Columbia with a Caeliar prisoner, Arithon. Before they can do it, a massive feedback pulse hits the Great Work, forcing the sun to nova. The Caeliar attempt to escape through subspace tunnels, but Foyle’s interference means only three city-ships succeed – Axion, Mantilis and Kintana. Columbia escapes via another tunnel, crashing in the Gamma Quadrant, killing everyone but Arithon. 2381: Titan arrives at the shelled planet. Vale, Troi, Keru, Ree, Tuvok, Torvig and two security are allowed down in a shuttle. Erika Hernandez welcomes them to Axion – she has been here for 800 years, and now they must stay as well.

    VOY 10x16 – “INVISIBLE”

    The SCE ship Da Vinci is assigned to work with Voyager on recreating the enhanced shields and phasers that the 29th-century drone One used against the Borg (VOY 5x02 “Drone”). Da Vinci’s chief engineer Nancy Conlon works with Vorik, and she also catches Harry Kim’s eye. They are interrupted when they detect a Borg ship heading for the Troyian system (TOS 3x13 “Elaan of Troyius”). Da Vincihave been working on a phase-shifter that should be able to hide the entire planet from attack. They detect a convoy of ships trying to escape, and the Borg are practically on top of them. They only have one shot, so while Voyager takes on the Borg with their enhanced systems, Da Vinci chooses the planet over the convoy. The planet disappears, so the Borg destroy the convoy and move on. Only later do they realise that the convoy contained all of Troyius’ children. Did they save the wrong target?
     
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    TEASER


    FADE IN:


    1 INT. COLUMBIA


    The dark and ominous insides of the ancient and crashed Earth ship. Boots CLANG hard across its deck-plates as they stride quickly and with purpose.

    Lt KEDAIR, security chief of the Aventine, walks towards a light at the end of the corridor. Four security officers stand in a circle, shining their palm beacons down onto one spot. Two of them hold their hands to their noses.

    Kedair reaches the circle and breaks through it to see what they are shining their lights on:

    Two dead bodies, KOMER (human female) and YOTT (Bolian male), both bodies twisted in agonised poses, cavities burned straight through the corpses to the deck below, pools of liquefied biomatter.

    Kedair steels herself. It’s a horrifying sight - and smell - but she is the senior officer here and must show dignity. She turns to the team supervisor, Lt DARROW (human female).


    KEDAIR
    Who were they?

    DARROW
    Komer and Yott, sir. Engineers.
    They were dismantling the
    power relays, as per Lieutenant
    Leishman’s instructions.

    KEDAIR
    (squats down
    to inspect)
    What killed them?

    DARROW
    We’re not sure. We picked up some
    residual energy traces, but nothing
    that matches any known weapons.

    KEDAIR
    (re burns)
    These look like thermal effects.

    DARROW
    Partly. But we think those are
    secondary. The actual cause
    of death looks like molecular
    disruption.

    KEDAIR
    (shakes head)
    I’ve never seen a disruptor
    do this. Did you check for
    biochemical agents?

    DARROW
    Yes, sir. No biochem signatures
    of any kind.​


    Kedair stands again, not happy with this mystery.


    KEDAIR
    Who else has been down here?

    DARROW
    Just us. We locked down the area
    as soon as...
    (pause)
    ...as soon as we heard the screams.

    KEDAIR
    Keep it that way. Have the bodies
    beamed to sickbay on the Aventine.
    I want Doctor Tarses to start the
    autopsies immediately.

    DARROW
    Aye, sir.

    KEDAIR
    And not a word of this to anyone.
    If anyone asks -

    DARROW
    If...? Sir, everyone heard -

    KEDAIR
    Alright, when you are asked about
    what happened, the only thing I
    want you to say is that there was
    an incident, and that it’s under
    investigation. Do not mention
    fatalities, injuries, or anything
    else. Do not mention Yott or Komer
    by name. Is that understood? ​


    She looks around at the other security officers - a human male, a Vulcan female and an Andorian chan - making it clear she is including all of them in this. They all nod their understanding.


    KEDAIR
    Good. I want you four to secure
    this deck. Move in pairs and keep
    an open channel to the Aventine.
    If you encounter anything that
    might be capable of this -
    (re bodies)
    - fall back immediately and call
    for back-up. Clear?
    (they all nod again)
    Make it happen.

    DARROW
    Englehorn, sweep aft with T’Prel.
    ch’Maras, forward with me.
    (to Kedair)
    Sir, I recommend you beam back
    to the Aventine and track our
    search from there.
    (back to rest)
    Move out. ​


    The four security officers move out as directed, leaving Kedair alone standing over the bodies, illuminated in the light of her own palm beacon. She looks down at them, full of bitterness and self-blame.


    KEDAIR
    I was so focused on not indulging
    their fears that I failed to protect
    their lives. I should have kept
    an open mind.​


    She looks around at the deserted ship, listens to the clanging of her officers’ boots, the keening of the wind.


    KEDAIR
    I still don’t believe in ghosts.
    But there’s one thing I believe
    without question... we are
    not alone down here. ​


    As she looks out into the darkness...


    BLACK OUT


    END OF TEASER
     
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    ACT ONE


    FADE IN:


    2 EST. AVENTINE


    Establishing the Aventine, still in orbit of the golden-coloured desert planet.


    3 INT. AVENTINE - SICKBAY (AUTOPSY ROOM)


    Aventine’s Doctor TARSES pulls a medical mask over his nose and mouth, and steels himself. He steps through a door and into a closed room within the sickbay - the door seals itself behind him immediately.

    In front of him are the two dead bodies. Tarses has to hold back a retch at the gruesome sight and smell of them. He has done this before, and it never gets easier. He picks up a medical tricorder and begins to scan...


    4 INT. AVENTINE - SICKBAY (MAIN ROOM)


    Out in the main part of the sickbay, Kedair stands. She is still full of self-blame for what happened. The main door opens and Captain DAX strides in. Kedair immediately snaps to attention, but Dax waves her down.


    DAX
    As you were. Please. Where’s
    Doctor Tarses?

    KEDAIR
    In the autopsy room. He’s been
    at it about fifteen minutes. ​


    Dax walks towards the back of sickbay, where the glass of the door reveals Tarses still at work. She KNOCKS on the door, he turns and sees her, and she beckons him out. Dax returns to the main part of sickbay, with Tarses joining her soon after, stripping off his face mask. All three are tense and upset but powering through it.


    DAX
    What’ve we got?

    TARSES
    Still no definite cause of death.

    KEDAIR
    We’ve ruled out friendly fire, and
    my team has kept the Columbia
    secure since the bodies were found.
    No-one else has been down there.

    TARSES
    My preliminary autopsy found
    evidence of neuro-electric damage
    in both subjects’ brain tissues, and
    their bodies exhibit molecular
    dissociation at all levels, from
    the epidermis to the marrow.

    DAX
    What can kill like that?

    KEDAIR
    The caustic effects are similar to
    the damage caused by the Horta.

    TARSES
    Except that the caustic injuries
    were highly localised. And instead
    of fusing synthetic and organic on
    the corpses, it dissolved them
    without mixing them.

    KEDAIR
    Which is what made me think of a
    Denebian predator called a teblor.

    TARSES
    Interesting. But a teblor doesn’t
    possess anything like a neuro-
    electric attack, and if memory
    serves it lives in environments
    of no higher temperature than
    two degrees Celsius.

    KEDAIR
    (crosses arms, annoyed)
    Yes, I admit, it’s a bit warm for
    a teblor on this desert rock with
    no name. Of course, an Alteiran
    cave-fisher -

    TARSES
    - would leave a trail of easily
    followed slime back to its watery
    lair. Neither of which seems to
    exist within a thousand kilo-
    metres of the Columbia.​


    There seems to be a competition brewing between the doctor and the security chief. Dax decides to break through it.


    DAX
    Doctor, instead of telling me what
    the killer isn’t, can you offer any
    insight about what it is?

    TARSES
    (reluctant)
    Not at the moment, Captain.

    DAX
    We’re running out of time here.
    Starfleet Command wants us back
    in the Alpha Quadrant a-s-a-p. I’ve
    asked for an extension because
    of what happened to Komer and
    Yott, but I wouldn’t count on it.
    (to Kedair)
    Get your security team to run
    a hard target search of every
    compartment, locker, crawlspace,
    nook and cranny on the Columbia.
    If whatever killed our people is
    still there, I want it found.

    KEDAIR
    We could use some extra sensor
    capability.

    DAX
    I’ll have Leishman and Mirren free
    up whatever you need.
    (to Tarses)
    Do you have everything you need?

    TARSES
    Enough to start. But I’d like to
    visit the site and collect -

    DAX
    Denied. I need you on the ship
    working on what we have. Darrow
    has forensic experience, right?

    KEDAIR
    Aye, sir.

    DAX
    Then order her to collect samples
    from the site and beam them back
    at quantum resolution. Time is
    short, Doctor. Make do with what
    we’ve got - and do it fast. ​


    Dax turns and strides out of sickbay...


    5 EST. BAJOR - DAY


    The usual establishing shot of Bajor’s capital city, with golden stone buildings, peaceful green spaces and water features glittering in the sun.


    BELLIS (v.o.)
    The death count grows by the day. ​


    6 INT. VEDEK ASSEMBLY CHAMBER


    The large stone chamber as seen in 11x14 “No Confidence”. Kai PRALON (female, 50s, last seen 11x21 “Inferno”) sits in her place in the Apex Chair, but Vedek BELLIS (male, 60s, last seen 11x15 “Never See It Coming”) is on his feet with hands placed on table - he has the floor.


    BELLIS
    These attacks by the demons known
    as the Borg have the potential to
    be worse than any of the horrors
    attributed to the Cardassians, the
    Klingons or the Jem’Hadar. And
    Starfleet appears to have little
    defence against them.

    PRALON
    We are all painfully aware of what
    Starfleet is facing, Vedek Bellis,
    and the things of which the
    Borg are capable.

    BELLIS
    Were you aware of who is to blame
    for these events? ​


    Pralon looks around the assembly chamber, at the faces of the other vedeks. They are equally as confused as she is.


    PRALON
    The Borg are to blame. Surely.

    BELLIS
    The Borg may be the instrument of
    our destruction. But another’s hand
    wields that instrument.​


    Vedek YEVIR sits further along the table, his hands folded patiently before him.


    YEVIR
    Less poetry, if you please, Bellis.
    Do you have a point?

    BELLIS
    The vedek from Janir wishes to
    know if I have a point. I wonder
    if he does - why is he here? Why
    does he even carry the title of
    ‘vedek’? He no longer follows
    the path of the Prophets.​


    Voices clamour over each other in anger at Bellis’s smug pronouncement. Yevir himself remains patient and quiet, not rising to the bait. Pralon bangs the GONG beside her chair.


    PRALON
    We will not go over this again,
    Vedek Bellis. You have been
    censured for your insults to other
    members of this assembly before,
    and I will happily do so again. If
    you have a point to make, make
    it. Your only other options are
    to sit silently... or leave. ​


    Bellis absorbs the fact that the room is clearly against him. But it does not daunt him. He knows he is right.


    BELLIS
    Very well, Kai Pralon. I intend to
    leave this assembly this very day.​


    Bellis enjoys the susurrus of surprise that flits around the room. They weren’t expecting him to say that.


    BELLIS (cont)
    And when I return... I will be
    solely responsible for saving
    Bajor from the Borg.​


    Bellis stands smugly as the assembly dissolves into anarchy around him...


    7 INT. DS9 - MAIN OPS CENTRE


    A mostly normal business day. Major CENN runs the central Ops table, with NOG at engineering, CANDLEWOOD at sciences, and Ensign ALECO replacing the departed Bowers at tactical.

    At an upper level replicator, Commander RO retrieves a mug of tea, and carefully carries it around the stations. She checks in with Nog and Candlewood, smiling encouragingly.

    Eventually she reaches Aleco at the tactical console. He is a little nervous - he did only just get promoted - and has his head down working hard. Ro smiles sympathetically.


    RO
    You need anything, Ensign?

    ALECO
    No Commander, thank you. I
    have everything under control. ​


    It is clear Aleco is overcompensating, trying to be perfect to impress. Ro leans nonchalantly against the console, sips her tea. She speaks low, so as not to be overheard.


    RO
    Relax, Ensign. You’ve got this.
    I wouldn’t have assigned you
    this job if I didn’t think so. ​


    He looks up at her, surprised. For a moment he is worried. But he sees the gentle, encouraging smile, and relaxes.


    ALECO
    Aye, sir. Thank you, sir. ​


    Ro nods and leaves him be. She heads down the steps towards Cenn at the central table, sipping her tea gingerly. As she arrives, her encouraging smile drops. In truth she is just as worried as Aleco. She just has more experience with hiding it. Cenn sniffs the air...


    CENN
    Tea? Not coffee?

    RO
    Vaughn always used to drink tea.
    He said it’s soothing.

    CENN
    Yes, but coffee is invigorating.

    RO
    And I feel the need to be soothed
    right now. I’m tense enough.

    CENN
    Then maybe you don’t want to hear
    the latest reports from Starfleet? ​


    Ro pauses, takes a sip of her tea, steadies her nerves. She steps closer so that she and Cenn can speak quietly.


    RO
    Hit me.

    CENN
    The Borg launched simultaneous
    attacks on Starbases 157, 234 and
    343. Destroyed with all hands. The
    Klingon colonies at Khitomer and
    Korvat have... some survivors.

    RO
    Five targets. Three all at once
    last time, five all at once this
    time. It’s getting worse.

    CENN
    Yes, sir. But did you notice the
    pattern?

    RO
    Two Klingon colonies... but ones
    that still have a lot of history with
    the Federation.

    CENN
    And Barolia, a neutral world that
    we only just persuaded to break
    their trade agreements with the
    Romulans and come over to us.

    RO
    It’s not just Federation targets.
    They’re going after anyone we’ve
    ever had anything to do with.

    CENN
    So, the entire Alpha Quadrant,
    then. There is some good news.

    RO
    Hard to believe. But go on.

    CENN
    Starfleet vessels sacrificed
    themselves to defend Khitomer and
    Korvat. Chancellor Martok was very
    honoured... so he has dedicated
    the entire Klingon Defence Force
    to fight the Borg alongside us.

    RO
    Then maybe we do have a prayer
    after all. ​


    BEEP BEEP BEEP. An alert on Cenn’s console. The tension in Ops immediately spikes, especially Aleco at the tactical console. Cenn checks his readouts...


    CENN
    It’s not a tactical alert. It’s a
    comm signal from Bajor. ​


    They relax again. Cenn reads the message, and sags in frustration. He knows this will not to be popular news.


    CENN
    Vedek Bellis Nemani is honouring
    us with a personal visit. He’s on-
    board the Assembly’s dedicated
    shuttle as we speak. And he has
    made an official request to speak
    to you, Commander... at your
    earliest convenience. ​


    Ro looks down into her mug, hoping the answers lie within.


    RO
    I’m gonna need more tea. ​


    BLACK OUT


    END OF ACT ONE
     
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    ACT TWO


    FADE IN:


    8 EXT. DESERT


    The half-buried Columbia. Kedair stands on its back, near the top of the saucer section, looking out across the sand. Runabouts and shuttles dot the area around the ship itself. Aventine crew carry or anti-grav equipment and machinery away from Columbia, packing it inside the shuttles. Sand swirls around in the howling wind, almost a full-blown SANDSTORM partially blocking this view and getting in Kedair’s eyes. She taps her combadge.


    KEDAIR
    Kedair to Riordan. How much longer
    till you’re ready to leave?

    RIORDAN (comm)
    A few more minutes. We’re rounding
    up the last of the small stuff.

    KEDAIR
    Quickly, Ensign. We’re scheduled to
    leave in less than an hour. It’d be a
    shame to have to leave you here.

    RIORDAN (comm)
    Just a few minutes. I promise.

    KEDAIR
    Notify me the moment you’re
    ready. Kedair out. ​


    The line drops, and Kedair goes back to gazing out across the constantly shifting desert. After a few moments, boots CLANG on the metal surface again. Kedair turns to see Captain Dax approaching. They have to shout to hear each other over the sandstorm.


    DAX
    This sand is getting into every-
    thing. My eyes, my mouth, my
    boots, my uniform...

    KEDAIR
    It feels like a million insects
    attacking me from every direction.

    DAX
    Still better than going back in there,
    though. How’s the evacuation going?

    KEDAIR
    A few minutes. The investigation?

    DAX
    Tarses says they must have scoured
    the deck-plates down there, the
    number of samples. He’s subjecting
    them all to every test known to
    sentient life. Still no clues.

    KEDAIR
    (haunted)
    If only they weren’t all so fragile.

    DAX
    What do you mean? ​


    Kedair takes a moment to ponder her response.


    KEDAIR
    Sixteen years ago, when I reached
    adulthood and made the decision
    to emigrate to the Federation and
    apply to Starfleet Academy, there
    was a lot of culture shock.

    DAX
    (where is
    this going?)
    I can imagine.

    KEDAIR
    But the biggest surprise was
    discovering how all my classmates,
    every other person of almost every
    species I would ever meet, were so
    absurdly delicate as compared to
    Takarans. Growing up I’d simply
    assumed that everyone was like
    us. But humans, Bolians, Trill...
    you all have specialised internal
    organs, limited disease and toxin
    resistance, no cellular stasis
    abilities... It astounded me. I was
    living in a galaxy of hopelessly
    vulnerable people.
    (beat)
    That’s when I made the decision to
    train in security. Defending these
    people - defending you - was going
    to be my purpose from now on.
    (beat)
    And I failed in that purpose. I
    failed to defend Komer and Yott.

    DAX
    Blaming yourself is a self-
    fulfilling prophecy, Lonnoc. You
    must know that. And this can’t be
    the first time you’ve lost people.

    KEDAIR
    Of course not. But every time, it
    reminds me of that vow I made
    to myself sixteen years ago.

    RIORDAN (comm)
    Riordan to Kedair.

    KEDAIR
    (taps combadge)
    Go head, Ensign.

    RIORDAN (comm)
    Everything’s packed and ready to
    go. Launching in twenty seconds.

    KEDAIR
    Carry on, Ensign. Kedair out.
    (back to Dax)
    I hate to leave without knowing
    what killed our people. It feels
    like dereliction of duty.

    DAX
    Believe me, I feel the same. But
    we have to go.
    (taps combadge)
    Dax to Aventine - two to beam up. ​


    Dax and Kedair watch the various shuttles and runabouts below LIFT OFF and struggle through the buffeting winds to leave the planet.


    DAX
    I just wonder... did we find anything
    here that was worth two people’s
    lives? Or was it all for nothing?​


    Transporter beams take Dax and Kedair away, leaving the Columbia alone once again.


    9 INT. AVENTINE - CONFERENCE ROOM


    Dax rubs her temples in frustration.


    DAX
    That doesn’t answer my question,
    Lieutenant Commander. ​


    Science officer HELKARA sits to Dax’s left at the meeting table. Hovering over the table between them is a 3-D wire-frame hologram of a SUBSPACE TUNNEL. Helkara is a little taken aback by Dax’s stressed and impatient tone.


    HELKARA
    I’m sorry, Captain. Which question
    didn’t it answer?

    DAX
    Any of them! We’ve suspected since
    day one that a subspace phenomenon
    carried Columbia here from the Beta
    Quadrant. I want to know how it
    entered the phenomenon, as
    well as where and when. ​


    Helkara looks at the others arrayed around the conference table - Dax at the head, plus engineer LEISHMAN, first officer BOWERS and computer specialist RIORDAN.


    HELKARA
    (ashamed to admit)
    I don’t have the data to answer
    that question right now, Captain.

    DAX
    (exasperated)
    Why not? I thought we recovered all
    of Columbia’s logs and databases.

    RIORDAN
    We did. That’s the one upside of
    what happened to Komer and Yott.
    It gave us more time. But as I
    was saying before you - ​


    Bowers sends a warning glance at Riordan’s inappropriate tone. The young ensign has gone too far to stop now, but he does at least moderate his tone.


    RIORDAN
    (continuing)
    - before you cut me off, there was
    a gap in their logs.
    (Dax backs down)
    Eight whole months separate the
    last data on the Romulan ambush
    and the start of their sensor logs
    about this subspace phenomenon.

    DAX
    Could it have been a malfunction,
    or a result of the crash?

    RIORDAN
    No, sir. There’s no sign of damage
    or erasure. It’s as if the sensors
    just got turned off for eight
    months, then back on again.

    DAX
    What are the last regular entries
    in the Columbia’s log?

    HELKARA
    The Romulan ambush. It looks like
    the Romulans were testing out the
    telepresence device before their
    war with Earth. The chief engineer
    tricked the Romulans into thinking
    Columbia was destroyed, but it was
    left without communications or
    warp drive near Romulan space.

    DAX
    Any indication what their next
    plan of action was after that?

    HELKARA
    None at all. The last entry in
    Captain Hernandez’s log is that
    their engines and subspace
    antennae were irreparable.

    LEISHMAN
    And that damage hadn’t been fixed
    by the time they crashed here.

    HELKARA
    For what it’s worth, Captain, the
    data from their journey through
    the subspace tunnel is completely
    intact, and as detailed as sensors
    of that era could be.

    DAX
    (re hologram)
    Alright, so what do we know about
    this subspace tunnel?

    BOWERS
    Columbia was inside the phenomenon
    for just over forty-five seconds.
    There were thirty-one human life
    signs aboard at the start of its
    journey, and one Denobulan. That
    leaves ten crew unaccounted for.

    DAX
    Could they have been killed during
    the Romulan ambush?

    HELKARA
    The logs identified fifty-three
    ambush casualties and forty-
    two survivors.

    BOWERS
    Once the ship was inside the sub-
    space phenomenon, it got kicked
    around pretty bad. The subspatial
    stresses were more volatile than
    a wormhole or a warp bubble.

    DAX
    (re display)
    I see the difference between this
    and a warp bubble. But how is it
    different from a wormhole?

    HELKARA
    Essentially, only in how and where
    it exists.
    (brings up
    new hologram)
    This is the Bajoran wormhole, with
    which I believe you’re already
    familiar, Captain.

    DAX
    Yes - that wormhole’s relatively
    stable structure is made possible
    by a twelve-dimensional helical
    verteron membrane.

    HELKARA
    Exactly. But the subspace tunnel
    Columbia encountered doesn’t
    exist in normal space-time, only in
    subspace. Plus, the data suggests
    it was powered by dark energy
    drawn from normal space-time.

    DAX
    Is that what killed everyone?
    The dark energy?

    HELKARA
    Not directly. It was the byproduct
    - hyperphasic radiation. I’d
    estimate every organic particle on
    the Columbia was disintegrated
    within the first twenty seconds.

    DAX
    Mirren said the ship’s autopilot was
    engaged. When did that happen?

    LEISHMAN
    About fifteen seconds after the
    ship exited the subspace tunnel.

    DAX
    In other words, forty seconds
    after every living thing on
    that ship was dead.

    BOWERS
    Give or take, yes.

    DAX
    And there’s no record of who or
    what triggered that autopilot?
    (Bowers shakes head)
    Maybe it’s some kind of subspace
    life-form. Could it be the same
    thing that killed Komer and Yott?

    BOWERS
    We just don’t know yet.

    HELKARA
    Captain, there’s one more thing.
    The energy field that supported
    the subspace tunnel was very
    stable, much more than a worm-
    hole would be. I think there’s a
    very good chance it’s still there.

    BOWERS
    If it leads back to the Romulan
    border, we could be back in the
    Federation within the hour.

    DAX
    Let’s not get ahead of ourselves.
    We still need to find it, and even
    if we do, it’s probably flooded
    with hyperphasic radiation.

    LEISHMAN
    I can work around that. A properly
    tuned metaphasic shield should
    be able to cancel out the effects.
    So what’s the word, Captain?

    DAX
    The word is go. Leishman, get to
    work on that shield. Helkara, find
    us a subspace tunnel. Bowers,
    think up some excuse I can
    give the admirals for why we
    haven’t left yet. If there’s -

    KEDAIR (comm)
    Kedair to Captain Dax.

    DAX
    Go ahead.

    KEDAIR (com)
    Captain, I need to see you and
    Commander Bowers in shuttle-
    bay one right away.​


    They all worry what that could mean...


    10 INT. AVENTINE - CORRIDOR


    Dax and Bowers stride together out of a turbolift and into a corridor. As they turn a corner, they are surprised to see four security officers blocking a doorway, all armed with phaser rifles. As Dax approaches warily, the four officers surround her and Bowers, and escort them through the door...


    11 INT. AVENTINE - SHUTTLEBAY


    Still wary and wondering what is going on, Dax and Bowers stride together into the shuttlebay. Ahead of them is a RUNABOUT parked on the deck, its side hatch open. But Lt Kedair and more armed security stand blocking their way.

    As Dax and Bowers approach, that same distinctive SMELL makes them wince and put their hands to their noses.


    KEDAIR
    Captain, I think we have an
    intruder.​


    At Kedair’s gesture, the security officers stand aside so that Dax can see into the runabout. And there...

    ...is another CORPSE, in the same state as Komer and Yott. Off Dax’s reaction...


    BLACK OUT


    END OF ACT TWO
     
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    ACT THREE


    FADE IN:


    12 INT. RUNABOUT - COCKPIT


    The gruesome sight of the third dead body. Uniform melted into skin, innards showing, pools of liquefied matter. Dax, Bowers and Kedair stand nearby, all wincing in horror.


    BOWERS
    Have you identified the victim?

    KEDAIR
    Crewman Ylacam. Flight technician,
    first class. He was logged in for
    routine maintenance on the Seine.

    DAX
    How much do we know about
    what happened?

    KEDAIR
    Not much more than we know
    about Komer and Yott. Mirren’s
    pulling the internal sensor logs
    and starting a forensic review.

    BOWERS
    Are we sure it’s the same cause of
    death as we saw on the Columbia?

    KEDAIR
    Almost certain. I’m just waiting on
    final confirmation.
    (looks up)
    And here it comes now.​


    As Dax and Bowers turn around to look, Dr Tarses enters, wearing the same wince of horror at the sight and smell.


    TARSES
    Not again.​


    Looking around in resignation at the other officers, Tarses pulls out his medical tricorder and begins to scan.


    TARSES
    (off tricorder)
    Molecular disruption. Acute
    thermal effects. Major break-
    down in all organic material. ​


    Tarses puts away his tricorder again with a sigh. The conclusion seems perfectly obvious.


    BOWERS
    Is the damage consistent with
    hyperphasic radiation?

    TARSES
    No, it’s not. That would desiccate
    organic matter and disperse it
    into subspace. Basically, it turns
    people into gas and dust. Whatever
    did this turns people into soup.

    DAX
    Was this done by the same thing
    that killed our people on the
    Columbia?

    TARSES
    Unquestionably.

    DAX
    Bowers, tell Starfleet we’re not
    going anywhere, not till I know
    what we’re dealing with. Kedair,
    sound a ship-wide intruder alert.
    All non-essential personnel are
    restricted to quarters. Have your
    people sweep the ship. Something
    followed us up from the surface,
    and I want it found. Now. ​


    Dax strides out of the runabout, angry and determined.


    13 EST. DEEP SPACE NINE


    Returning us back to the familiar environs of the space station, with Defiant and several other vessels docked.


    14 INT. DS9 - COMMANDER’S OFFICE


    CLOSE UP on a padd screen, which shows CASUALTY REPORTS from more Borg attacks. WIDEN to reveal that Ro is reading this padd, sat at her desk. Obviously she is not happy at what she is reading.

    She hears the CLANG of boots outside, and looks up. Major Cenn is just approaching the door with Vedek Bellis right behind him. Cenn presses the door CHIME. Ro hits a button to open the door, then stands to greet them politely as Cenn and Bellis enter.


    CENN
    (introductions)
    Commander Ro, Vedek Bellis.

    RO
    Welcome to DS-Nine, Vedek.
    You honour us with your visit.

    BELLIS
    Thank you for seeing me, Commander.
    I appreciate it was short notice.​


    They both turn to look expectantly at Cenn, waiting for him to excuse himself. He gets the message.


    CENN
    Well, if you’ll excuse me, I’m
    needed in Ops.

    RO
    Thank you, Major. ​


    Cenn leaves the room, walking back down the stairs to the central Ops table as the doors close. Ro gestures Bellis towards the guest seat as she retakes her own, doing her absolute best to remain diplomatic.


    RO
    So what can I do for you, Vedek?

    BELLIS
    My colleagues in the Assembly are
    aware of recent events, and they
    trouble us greatly. Bajor itself
    may soon be in grave danger.

    RO
    I’m afraid that’s very likely
    correct. But Starfleet is doing
    everything it can to investigate
    the Borg attacks and stop them
    before they get any worse.

    BELLIS
    That is good to hear, Commander.
    Sadly, it is not entirely true.

    RO
    I... don’t understand. ​


    Bellis brings up a padd of his own that he had stashed in his robes. He activates it and begins flicking through.


    BELLIS
    You see, before coming here I
    made some investigations of my
    own, and they left me with one
    inescapable conclusion.

    RO
    What conclusion is that?

    BELLIS
    The conclusion as to who is
    ultimately responsible for the
    horror that is engulfing us all.

    RO
    Really? Please, enlighten me. Who
    is responsible for this invasion?

    BELLIS
    You are. ​


    Ro looks at him with bemusement. Blinks repeatedly. It takes a moment to process such a ludicrous statement.


    RO
    Oh, this should be good.

    BELLIS
    I don’t mean you personally, of
    course, Commander. I mean
    Starfleet in general. After all...
    (makes show of
    checking notes)
    ...according to this, at the time
    of Starfleet’s first encounter with
    the Borg, you were in prison.
    As a traitor to Starfleet. ​


    Ro’s face hardens into ice, but she does not respond. Bellis returns to his notes, quite proud of them.


    BELLIS
    According to my research, fifteen
    years ago, Starfleet angered the
    entity known as Q. He responded
    by hurling a Starfleet vessel into
    the path of the Borg, leading them
    to become interested in us.
    (flick to
    next page)
    Less than three years ago, another
    Starfleet vessel angered the Borg
    again, by destroying an important
    piece of their infrastructure in the
    Delta Quadrant, I believe.

    RO
    How do you know these things?
    Starfleet reports are not for
    just any old civilian to read.

    BELLIS
    Do not concern yourself. The point
    is, I have mentioned only two data
    points, and yet the connection is
    not hard to see. Starfleet goes
    out of its way to annoy the Borg
    in their own territory, and the
    Borg retaliate in blood.
    (puts down notes,
    case made)
    You, and those like you, are
    entirely to blame for bringing
    this catastrophe down upon
    Bajor. But it is not too late.

    RO
    Oh, you have a plan to save Bajor
    from the Borg. This just gets
    better by the minute. Do go on.

    BELLIS
    I have come here to demand that
    Starfleet leave Bajor at once.
    That you take your ships, and
    your soldiers, and your godless
    Federation, and leave.

    RO
    You have got to be kidding.

    BELLIS
    I have never been more serious. We
    never wanted to be a part of your
    Federation in the first place. Now
    that we are, we are as damned as
    the rest of you. But if you leave,
    now, while there’s time, then the
    Borg will not come for us. Bajor
    will be safe from the destruction.

    RO
    You’d be completely defenceless.

    BELLIS
    The Prophets will protect us.

    RO
    (scoffs, rolls eyes)
    You people are really ridiculous, you
    know that? Get out, you’re done.​


    She picks up a padd from the desk, turns in her seat and begins to read, dismissing Bellis, ignoring him. Bellis is amazed, indignant.


    BELLIS
    Commander Ro, you can’t simply - ​


    Ro turns back, SLAMS the padd back down on the desk, and looms over Bellis, instantly ABLAZE with fury. It’s all going to come out now, every bit of bile she has held in.


    RO
    No, I said you’re done. You’re
    finished. You think you can come
    in here, disrespecting the people
    who are laying down their lives
    right now to protect you, and
    I’ll just take it with a smile?
    (shakes head)
    No, you can get the hell out of
    here, Vedek. You can get the hell
    off my station, back to your big
    special room for stupid people,
    and pray. And you can see how
    much that helps you when the
    Borg come to destroy everything.
    (begins to pace)
    You people amaze me, you know?
    You want to throw away the one
    thing that’s actually protecting you,
    and trust in your precious little
    sky-fairies to look after you instead.
    But you know who’s really standing
    between you and the Borg? We are.
    Not the Prophets, not the Vedek
    Assembly - us. We’re the ones
    picking up a phaser and going out
    to actually do something, while
    you sit and you pray. ​


    She practically spits that last word, it’s the worst insult she can think of. Bellis is just stunned at the outburst.


    BELLIS
    This is the only way to ensure
    Bajor’s safety!

    RO
    And what’s worse, you’re willing
    to make a deal with the devil to
    let the rest of the galaxy burn as
    long as you can stay safe. And you
    think you have the moral high
    ground because you “believe”.​


    Ro slaps a control on her desk, opening the doors. Major Cenn can be seen at the central Ops table.


    RO
    Major Cenn! ​


    He looks up in surprise, and quickly jogs up the steps.


    RO
    Please escort Vedek Bellis back to
    the docking ring and see that he
    boards the shuttle safely. He is no
    longer welcome on this station. ​


    The shock and indignation on Bellis’s face. The cold fury on Ro’s. And the awkward resignation on Cenn’s.


    CENN
    Understood, sir. ​


    The major takes the vedek gently by the arm and guides him out of the commander’s office. The doors close behind them.


    BLACK OUT


    END OF ACT THREE
     
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    ACT FOUR


    FADE IN:


    15 INT. DS9 - DOCKING RING CORRIDOR


    Major Cenn escorts Vedek Bellis down the corridor. The vedek is fuming quietly under his breath, conscious of not making a scene. He is ranting mostly to himself - Cenn just happens to be there to hear it.


    BELLIS
    Who does she think she is? How
    dare she speak to a vedek in such
    a manner? I should have her...
    I don’t know what. Something.
    The sheer gall. It will not stand.
    I won’t allow it.

    CENN
    Vedek, please. Calm yourself. ​


    Bellis stops and turns to Cenn, as if noticing him for the first time.


    BELLIS
    Are you defending her, Major? You
    work for Bajor, not for Starfleet.

    CENN
    With respect, Vedek, isn’t that
    the point? You and I are on her
    ground here, not our own. This
    is a Starfleet facility, and she
    is a Starfleet officer.

    BELLIS
    Exactly! She doesn’t even follow
    the Prophets!

    CENN
    No, she doesn’t. Which means that
    you have no authority over her.​


    That might be the part that annoys Bellis the most, but he will not admit it out loud. He stews, pouts petulantly.


    BELLIS
    She still owes me my due respect as
    a member of the Vedek Assembly.

    CENN
    Why should she show you the
    respect you did not show her? ​


    Bellis reacts with surprise. He had been so sure of his righteousness that he never even considered that.


    CENN (cont)
    Don’t misunderstand me, Vedek.
    My loyalty will always be to Bajor,
    not to Starfleet. But imagine if
    Commander Ro had come down to
    Bajor, strode into the Assembly
    and started trying to tell you
    your business, like you came up
    here and tried to tell her hers.
    How would you have reacted?

    BELLIS
    (slightly chagrined)
    Not well, no doubt.

    CENN
    No. I’ve had my conflicts with
    Commander Ro, believe me. There
    are several things we still don’t
    agree on - faith in the Prophets
    for one. But you’re wrong to blame
    Starfleet for the Borg attacks.

    BELLIS
    Are you so sure of that?

    CENN
    Would you blame the walls of your
    house for protecting you from an
    oncoming storm? The walls hardly
    invited the storm to come simply
    by existing, did they? But they
    might be the only thing that can
    stop it from sweeping us all away.

    BELLIS
    (back on familiar
    ground now)
    You should pray to the Prophets
    to protect you, child.

    CENN
    Oh, I do. I have been, every moment
    of every day since this all started.
    But the way I see it... it can’t hurt
    to have others on our side as well.
    And just because they don’t believe
    in the Prophets is no reason for us
    not to believe in them. ​


    Cenn is starting to get through to Bellis, just a little. The vedek is too pompous to back down entirely, of course. Cenn clears his throat into the silence.


    CENN
    Shall we continue, Vedek? ​


    Bellis reluctantly nods his acquiescence. As they turn and continue down the corridor, it is clear that Cenn has given him some food for thought.


    16 INT. AVENTINE - BRIDGE


    The door from the ready room opens and Dax emerges, looking dog tired. Gazing around the bridge, she sees that the rest of them look much the same. Kedair, Leishman, Helkara, and a new helm, MAVROIDIS (Ullian female, TNG “Violations”). They have all been working long hours with no rest.

    Bowers is in the captain’s chair, a coffee cup in one hand and a padd in the other, but his head is drooping and he is half asleep. Dax smirks at the sight, and stands patiently waiting for him to notice her. Finally he does, and blurts out almost reflexively -


    BOWERS
    Captain on the bridge! ​


    In jerking to his feet, he spills the coffee all over his hand and arm. Muttering oaths, he drops the padd, swaps the coffee cup to the other hand and shakes the first one dry.


    DAX
    (to the bridge)
    As you were. ​


    They turn away, covering their amusement. Dax calmly takes her seat with a straight face as Bowers steps aside.


    DAX
    Guess how much I want to make a
    joke at your expense right now.

    BOWERS
    I can only imagine.
    (back to business)
    I’m required by regulations to
    remind you that we are ten hours
    overdue for departure, as per
    our last orders from Starfleet.

    DAX
    I’ll note your reminder in my log,
    thank you Commander.
    (to Kedair)
    Update on the manhunt, Lieutenant.

    KEDAIR
    We’ve completed two full sweeps
    of the ship, Captain. So far, no
    intruder. No new leads on cause of
    death either, and no progress on
    devising a defence against it -
    whatever it turns out to be.

    DAX
    That’s not very encouraging.

    KEDAIR
    No sir, it’s not. But I’d still
    like to complete a third sweep.
    We’ve switched to some fairly
    exotic detection methods.

    DAX
    Absolutely. Let’s hope the third
    time’s the charm.
    (turns to Helkara
    and Leishman)
    What about you two?

    HELKARA
    We haven’t found the subspace
    tunnel, not for lack of trying.
    We’ve gone through the full
    range of likely triggers, and now
    we’re trying the unlikely ones.

    DAX
    What about the hyperphasic
    radiation?

    LEISHMAN
    That we solved. If we ever find
    this thing, we’ll be ready to try
    it out.

    DAX
    Finally, some good news. Keep at
    it, and let me know when we get
    a fix on the tunnel.

    HELKARA
    Aye, sir.

    MIRREN
    Captain -
    (Dax turns to her)
    I’ve been going over Columbia’s
    transporter logs. It looks like twelve
    people beamed down from the ship
    to somewhere - the timestamp
    places it sixty-three days after
    the Romulan ambush. But only
    three people beamed back up again
    - six months after that, and less
    than ten minutes before the ship
    entered the subspace tunnel.

    DAX
    So that accounts for nine of the
    missing people.

    MIRREN
    Maybe for all ten, if we assume
    one of those three wasn’t a
    Columbia crew member.​


    Dax stands suddenly, the realisation alarming her.


    DAX
    You’re saying two of Columbia’s
    crew beamed up with someone
    - something else. Could it have
    survived hyperphasic radiation?
    Could it have killed our people?

    MIRREN
    Two hundred years later? I - ​


    BOOM. The ship suddenly ROCKS, a huge explosion thundering somewhere in the lower decks and resonating throughout the ship. Dax is knocked off her feet, TUMBLING to the deck and down into the ‘pit’ in the middle of the bridge. Bowers jumps to help her. As the ship settles around them, people reorient themselves and Dax gets back to her seat...


    DAX
    Report!

    KEDAIR
    Explosion in shuttlebay one! Hull
    breach, explosive decompression.

    BOWERS
    That bay was sealed after Ylacam’s
    body was found. Mirren, what the
    hell happened?

    MIRREN
    It was the runabout. The Seine
    fired on the bay doors with its
    micro-torpedoes. It’s leaving
    the bay now.

    BOWERS
    On screen. ​


    The main viewscreen changes to a rear view of the ship, watching a runabout fly away between the warp nacelles, while wisps of gas escaping from the shuttle bay can be seen at the bottom of the screen.


    DAX
    I want to know who’s in that
    ship - now.

    KEDAIR
    No life signs in the runabout.
    But I am picking up some
    wild energy readings.

    MIRREN
    It’s accelerating to full impulse
    and breaking orbit, bearing
    three eight mark seven.

    BOWERS
    Pursuit course, full impulse!

    MAVROIDIS
    Aye, sir. ​


    Mavroidis starts the ship moving after the runabout. On screen, the curve of the desert planet below slides away...


    HELKARA
    (off panels)
    Captain! There’s a massive energy
    build-up in the runabout’s sensor
    array. I think it’s reconfiguring
    to emit a soliton pulse.

    KEDAIR
    Arming phasers.

    DAX
    Hold fire!​


    Dax gets up from her chair again, approaches the massive viewscreen, which shows the runabout flying away while Aventine chases.

    A BEAM OF ENERGY shoots out from the front of the runabout and cuts a SLASH through space-time. The jagged wound opens wider, a blue maelstrom of energy inside it...


    BOWERS
    Captain, we can catch the runabout
    with a tractor beam before it
    crosses the aperture.

    DAX
    No, Sam. Whatever’s on that ship,
    I think it’s what came here on the
    Columbia. And it’s what killed our
    people. And now... I think it’s
    trying to go home. I wanna
    see where it leads.
    (beat)
    Lieutenant Leishman - activate
    that metaphasic shield of yours.
    Mavroidis - take us into the
    subspace tunnel. Full impulse. ​


    Off Dax, firmly in command of her ship...


    17 EXT. SPACE


    The runabout dives into the subspace tunnel...

    And Aventine dives in after it.


    BLACK OUT


    END OF ACT FOUR
     
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    ACT FIVE


    FADE IN:


    18 INT. SUBSPACE TUNNEL


    Inside the subspace tunnel, a blue vortex of coruscating energy that is definitely NOT the same special effect as the Bajoran wormhole or a slipstream corridor. The tiny runabout Seine flies through it, and the giant Aventine chases after it.


    19 INT. AVENTINE - BRIDGE


    The ship shakes as it travels through the passage. Bowers holds onto the edge of the helm console. Dax holds onto the arms of her captain’s chair. Dax looks to Kedair...


    KEDAIR
    Metaphasic shield is holding.​


    Dax nods in gratitude. They go back to simply holding on for dear life as the Aventine rides these rapids.


    20 EXT. SPACE


    Normal space, but featuring a deep blue swirl of gases and ephemera - the AZURE NEBULA (as seen in VOY “Flashback”).

    Space splits open in a jagged knife-cut of energy, the wound opens wider...

    ...and the Seine shoots out of it, followed a few moments later by the Aventine. They both coast along a moment...


    21 INT. AVENTINE - BRIDGE


    Now that they are back in normal space, and the ship is not shaking anymore, Dax gets up from her chair and approaches the viewscreen again.

    The enormous, wall-filling screen shows the tiny runabout ahead of them, against a wash of gorgeous blue colour. It seems to surround them as they all gaze at it in wonder.


    DAX
    Position report.

    MAVROIDIS
    Beta Quadrant. We’re inside the
    Azure Nebula, a supernova remnant
    on the triple border of Klingon,
    Romulan and Federation space.

    KEDAIR
    Captain, the runabout is reducing
    speed. Its power levels are
    dropping fast.

    DAX
    Helm, hold station at ten thousand
    kilometres. Kedair, put a tractor
    beam on it.​


    On screen, a golden beam shoots out from the Aventine and snags the runabout, which makes no effort to evade.


    KEDAIR
    Tractor beam locked, captain.

    HELKARA
    Radiation levels inside the run-
    about are dissipating rapidly.

    BOWERS
    (suspicious)
    It didn’t even put up a fight. After
    all that, it’s just giving up?

    DAX
    I don’t know, Commander. That’s
    what I’m beaming over there to
    find out.

    BOWERS
    (straightens)
    With all respect, you should let a
    boarding party secure the target
    before you beam over.

    DAX
    And miss all the fun?
    (heads to turbolift)
    Lieutenant Kedair, with me.​


    Kedair reaches the turbolift first, the door opens, and she steps aboard. Dax enters it too, and turns to face Bowers.


    DAX
    Well? Are you coming or not?

    BOWERS
    Do I have a choice?

    DAX
    Not really, no.​


    Bowers harrumphs and heads towards the turbolift, snapping out orders on the way.


    BOWERS
    Mirren, watch the runabout and
    make sure the transporter room
    keeps a lock on us. Leishman,
    lowers shields only for transport.
    Helkara, you have the bridge.

    HELKARA
    Aye, Commander.​


    Bowers steps into the turbolift with Dax and Kedair.


    22 INT. AVENTINE - TURBOLIFT


    DAX
    Deck four.​


    As the door closes and the turbolift begins to move, Bowers keeps his eyes on the wall and his voice low.


    BOWERS
    What happened to letting me keep
    protocol on the bridge?

    DAX
    Says the guy with coffee all over
    his shirt.

    BOWERS
    Nevertheless, I am required
    by regulations to remind you,
    Captain, that this is a really
    stupid thing to do.

    DAX
    Sam, what’s the point in being
    captain if you don’t get to do
    something stupid once in a while?​


    Looking at Dax’s grin, Bowers is not happy. But he knows he is not going to win this argument.


    23 EXT. SPACE


    Focusing on the tiny runabout Seine, sitting in space and held by the tractor beam from the Aventine.


    24 INT. RUNABOUT - REAR CABIN


    Three transporter beams deposit Dax, Bowers and Kedair. All are armed, but only Kedair is brandishing her phaser rifle openly. Bowers raises a tricorder and scans towards the front of the ship. He reads the results in a hushed voice.


    BOWERS
    No life signs, but energy readings
    and motion sensors suggest one
    body in there.​


    Kedair steps forward with her rifle at the ready. Bowers taps the control, and the hatch slides OPEN. With Bowers holding Dax back, Kedair steps through, and walks gingerly along the corridor outside. Once at the far end of the corridor safely, Kedair gestures with her spare hand that Bowers and Dax are safe to follow.


    25 INT. RUNABOUT - COCKPIT


    The hatch to the cockpit opens, and Kedair leads the way, rifle at the ready, into the darkened room, lit only by the lights of the stars and the nebula. She seems to be satisfied, allowing Dax and Bowers to enter after her. As they move further in, they see a shape half-slumped over the front console. Kedair keeps her phaser trained upon it. This is the creature who killed three crewmen she was sworn to protect.

    The figure is roughly humanoid, a mottled purplish colour with fleshy protuberances that drape over its head and connect to its shoulders, and which breath shallowly. Its long dangling arms droop towards the deck, where its feet have two forward-facing claws and one rear-facing. This is a CAELIAR, and its name is ARITHON. As it senses the others approaching, it gathers enough energy to turn and look at them, but does not otherwise react. Dax walks towards the creature warily.


    DAX
    Kedair, lower your weapon.​


    Kedair does not want to do so, but orders are orders.


    DAX
    I’m Captain Ezri Dax, commanding
    the starship Aventine.

    ARITHON
    (weak whisper)
    I am Arithon, of the Caeliar.​


    Dax approaches closer, squats down to Arithon’s level.


    DAX
    Were you on the Columbia?

    ARITHON
    Yes. Taken as prisoner. Before
    entering the passage.

    DAX
    Was it you who set the auto-
    pilot after all the crew died?

    ARITHON
    Yes... Hoped to control it. Use it
    to return home. Too much damage.
    Couldn’t stop the crash.​


    The reedy arms holding the Caeliar up on the console lose their strength, and he slumps further towards the deck in an undignified tangle. Dax reaches out to gently help him. It is clear this creature is very weak and fading fast.


    DAX
    That’s why you stole the runabout.
    You were trying to get home. But
    what happened to my people?
    Are you to blame for that?​


    Kedair half-raises her rifle again, her trigger finger sorely tempted to use it. Dax sees this, but chooses not to comment. She understands how her security chief feels.


    ARITHON
    (getting weaker)
    Forgive me. Did not mean to kill.
    Caeliar are peaceful, always. But
    weak without the gestalt. Alone
    for centuries. So hungry, so cold.
    Saw heat and fuel. Had to feed.
    Was nothing but the hunger. Did
    not remember myself until this
    vessel’s power restored me.
    Made me tangible again.

    DAX
    I don’t understand. Tangible?

    ARITHON
    Needed form for the return.
    To come home to the gestalt.​


    Arithon uses the last of his energy to twist his head just enough to look out of the windows, at the blue swirling nebula. His voice seems distant, echoey.


    ARITHON
    All for nothing. My home is gone.
    Voices silenced. Gestalt is lost.

    DAX
    What does that mean? What is
    the gestalt?​


    But Arithon does not answer. With his energy expended, he seems to dissolve, becoming a shape of FLICKERING LIGHTS, the blue shining fireflies that we saw on Columbia. Those lights dissipate, dim, die out. His last words...


    ARITHON
    (ghostly)
    I’m sorry.​


    He is gone. Dax lingers for a moment, torn between relief that her mystery is solved and sadness for the creature.


    BOWERS
    You live to make my life
    difficult, don’t you?

    DAX
    (standing)
    Yes, Sam, it’s all been about
    inconveniencing you.
    (looks out
    of window)
    I feel like we’re on the verge of a
    major breakthrough here. I wish
    we could see where it all leads.

    BOWERS
    I get the feeling Starfleet has
    other plans for us. Since we’re
    back in Federation space now,
    we should probably check in.

    DAX
    We will. But this is something big,
    Sam. One more ship defending
    Trill won’t make much difference
    against the Borg. But this might.

    HELKARA (comm)
    Aventine to Captain Dax!

    DAX
    (taps combadge)
    Go ahead, Aventine.

    HELKARA (comm)
    Captain, we’ve just received a
    priority one distress call. We’re
    reeling in the runabout and
    beaming you back in ten seconds.
    Stand by for transport.

    DAX
    Who’s the distress call from?

    HELKARA (comm)
    It’s from the Enterprise, Captain.
    They’ve engaged the Borg.​


    As the transporter beams take Dax, Bowers, Kedair and their suddenly worried faces away...


    BLACK OUT


    END OF SHOW