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Last time on Star Trek: Deep Space Nine...

Starfleet has chosen you to plan the invasion of Cardassia.

( grunts )

( gasping )

I managed to save the Dax symbiont.

There was... nothing I could do for Jadzia.

( roaring )

Federation soldiers have landed on Cardassian soil and now you're telling me the wormhole is gone?

And with it, any chance of getting reinforcements from the Gamma Quadrant.

Why aren't you still here, Jadzia?

I need you to help me sort things out.

Something's happened to the Prophets... something that's made them turn their backs on Bajor and I'm responsible and I don't know what to do about it, how to make... it right again.

I've failed as the Emissary... and for the first time in my life,

I've failed in my duty as a Starfleet officer.

The station's all yours, Major.

She'll be here when you get back.

Let's go home, Jake.

And now, the continuation.

( chanting )

ODO: Colonel.

KIRA: I wish you'd stop doing that.

Doing what?

Calling me by my rank.

I was promoted two months ago.

Besides, it sounds so formal.

Well, has Admiral Ross-- or should I say "Bill"-- arrived yet?

The Admiral's ship is due in three hours and I wish I knew what he wanted to talk to me about.

Maybe he's bringing good news.

We could certainly use it.

Yeah, well, don't get your hopes up.

There was something about the tone of his voice.

Something ominous?

Something pleasant.

It was like he was going out of his way to be nice.

I see.

Well, whatever he wants to tell me, he knows I'm not going to like it.

And how can you be so sure?

( sighs ): It comes with the job.

Uh-huh.

No, I'm serious.

Sitting in the Captain's chair, having that kind of responsibility-- it focuses you.

Well, I'll take your word for it.

( Bajoran chanting continues)

How long have they been there?

Three days.

I remember when the cult of the Pah-wraiths used to be a joke.

Now those red armbands are appearing all over Bajor.

It's like everyone's gone crazy.

A lot of people feel abandoned by the Prophets.

Believe me, I know how they feel.

It's no excuse to turn to hate and fear.

In times of trouble, some people find comfort in hate and fear.

If you like, I can charge them with loitering and have them removed from the station.

Ah, what good would that do?

I keep thinking if the Emissary were here... things might be different.

I would've thought we would've heard from Captain Sisko by now.

Not a word in three months.

Nerys...

I realize that things may seem bleak at the moment, but there's always hope.

When did you turn into an optimist?

Must've been that day in front of Quark's when we kissed for the first time.

Hmm.

That was some kiss, wasn't it?

Changed my life.

Gentlemen... we are home.

Oh, there should be a law against convoy duty lasting more than ten days.

I'll say one thing for guarding convoys-- it's usually a lot safer than being on the front lines.

Is that the reason you joined Starfleet, Ensign-- to be safe?

I... I didn't mean that the way it sounded, sir.

In wartime, it is the duty of every soldier to fight.

Yes, sir.

The invasion of Cardassia has ground to a halt while our casualties continue to mount.

It is a time for warriors to do great deeds, to triumph in glorious battles not waste away protecting a shipment of stem bolts.

I hope Commander Worf doesn't think I'm afraid to fight.

Relax. Don't take it so personally.

Worf is just going through a bad time at the moment.

I think he needs to focus on something other than Jadzia and I hate to admit it, but a little combat duty might just do the trick.

Pretty soon the Defiant will be going into battle.

Worf will be happy and the rest of us will be miserable.

It's not that I'm afraid to fight.

I just don't want to die.

( sighs )

I wish Captain Sisko were here.

So do I, Ensign.

So do I.

JOSEPH: If I were you,

I'd order the crawfish étouffée.

And if it's good enough for you, it's good enough for him.

( chuckles )

I think table five is ready to order.

He's been at that piano since 7:00 this morning.

The customers seem to like it.

Grandpa...

Look, I'm worried, too.

But he's got something to work out.

Best we leave him alone.

We've left him alone for the past three months.

He said he came here to figure out a way to contact the Prophets, to make things right.

So far, he hasn't even left the restaurant.

( breathing heavily )

( heartbeat thumping )

( wind whistling )

( heartbeat continues )

Dad... what's wrong?

Dad?

I had a vision from the Prophets.

I was on Tyree in the desert... digging in the sand.

And I uncovered a face... the face of a woman.

And?

And that's all.

Who was she?

I've never seen her before.

But now I know why I came back here, Jake.

I have to find her.

I have to.

ROSS: Colonel, I really don't see anything for you to be concerned about.

I've met Senator Cretak and found her to be... very cooperative.

For a Romulan.

Cretak's a strong supporter of the Alliance and we're going to need that kind of support if we're going to win this war.

I wouldn't care if the Romulans were the only thing standing between us and total annihilation.

I would still think twice before allowing them to establish a military presence here on the station.

We're just talking about a few officers for the Senator and her staff.

And a contingent of personal guards--

A dozen people at most.

Besides, it's just a temporary arrangement until the end of the war.

And when will that be?

Let's get one thing straight, Colonel.

I came here as a courtesy to you.

This decision has already been made.

And I have to live with it.

That's right.

You've done a fine job taking over for Captain Sisko.

I'm just keeping his seat warm.

You still think he's coming back?

Don't you?

I'll be in touch.

As you can see, we've halted the Klingon advance against Monac IV.

We estimate their casualties to be at least 30 percent.

They should've been higher.

Nevertheless, congratulations, Damar.

The enemy remains bottled up in the Chin'toka system and that's where they'll stay until we destroy them.

I'd offer you a glass but I know how much you dislike kanar.

I'm beginning to think you like it too much.

I wouldn't trust a Cardassian that didn't enjoy a glass of kanar every once in a while.

Tell me, Damar, when you're alone, do you even bother with a glass or do you just drink that swill directly from the bottle?

Depends on my mood, and right now, I feel like celebrating.

We owe Gul Dukat a debt of gratitude.

Unfortunately, I agree.

Somehow, releasing that Pah-wraith into the wormhole has shifted the momentum of the war into our favor.

You ever wonder what goes on?

Inside the wormhole, I mean?

Not really.

The Prophets and the Pah-wraiths locked in some form of... celestial battle.

It's fascinating.

I never realized you had such a vivid imagination.

There's a lot about me you don't know.

Just remember-- too much imagination can be... dangerous.

( padd beeping )

Dad, Grandpa and I are going to Armstrong Park to listen to some music.

You want to come?

You two go ahead.

( sighs )

Who's that?

The woman in my vision.

I don't want to forget her face.

I'll see you in the morning.

Hey, I-I've seen her before.

Where?

In a photograph.

Yeah, I'll be right back.

( sighs )

Here she is.

I knew it.

That's her, isn't it?

SISKO: She's with Grandpa.

I don't understand.

Who is she?

Why don't you ask Grandpa?

Ask me what?

This woman.

Where'd you get this?

I found it last week when I was cleaning out the storage room.

I-I meant to ask you about it.

So, who is she, Dad?

No one at all.

You hear me?

She's no one at all.

Hey, pally, where you been keeping yourself?

Convoy duty.

Doesn't sound very exciting.

It was not.

Well, if you're looking for some action, you've come to the right place.

What do you say we hit the crap tables, huh?

Or maybe some blackjack to get the blood pumping?

Sing the song.

I don't think that's such a good idea.

Sing the song.

Come on, pally, why rub salt in an open wound?

You are a hologram.

You are programmed to do as I say.

Sing the song.

It's your dime.

Park it right there.

And don't say I didn't warn you.

Which reminds me of a story Joey once told me--

Sing!

Son of a gun, I think he means it.

Hey, you heard the man.

( soft ballad intro )

♪ When somebody loves you ♪

♪ It's no good unless he loves you ♪

♪ All the way ♪

♪ Happy to be near you ♪

♪ When you need someone to cheer you ♪

♪ All the way ♪

♪ Taller than the tallest tree is ♪

♪ That's how it's got to feel ♪

♪ Deeper than the deep blue sea is ♪

♪ That's how deep it goes if it's real ♪

♪ When somebody needs you ♪

♪ It's no good unless he needs you ♪

♪ All the way ♪

♪ Through the good or lean years ♪

♪ And through all the in-between years ♪

♪ Come what may ♪

♪ For who knows where the road will lead us? ♪

♪ Only a fool would say ♪

♪ But if you let me love you ♪

♪ It's for sure I'm gonna love you ♪

♪ All the way... ♪

( roaring )

( clattering, glass shattering)

( Worf roaring )

This monitor is still off line.

I want it operational within the hour.

I hope all the chairs on this station aren't this uncomfortable.

KIRA: I'm afraid they are.

But don't worry, you'll get used to them.

I'm sure I will.

You must be Colonel Kira.

I'm sorry I wasn't at the airlock to greet you when you arrived, but I was--

No need to explain, Colonel.

You must be quite busy.

I hope you find your accommodations satisfactory other than the chairs, of course.

I'm sure we'll be quite comfortable here.

I trust that won't be a problem for you.

Meaning what?

My people have a reputation for arrogance.

I'm afraid it's well-earned.

But you're different.

Or so Admiral Ross tells me.

The Admiral and I have a good working relationship.

I hope to have a similar one with you.

I'd like nothing more.

Then I look forward to working with you toward our common goal-- the destruction of the Dominion.

BASHIR: Worf did this?

VIC: With his own two hands.

And it's not the first time he's busted up the joint.

I don't care how much he threatens me, that's the last time I ever sing "All the Way."

If he wants to hear it again, let him buy a Sinatra album.

"All the Way"?

That was Jadzia's favorite song.

I'm sorry, Vic, but you're going to have to forgive him.

He's having a hard time accepting her death.

So am I, but you don't see me busting up the joint.

She wasn't your wife.

She should have been.

There is something wrong.

That's what I've been telling you.

Klingons usually have a shorter mourning period than humans.

They accept death more readily than we do.

Well, something is driving Worf cuckoo.

Your buddy needs some serious help and soon.

The band is threatening to quit.

QUARK: They can't quit.

They're holograms.

They don't know that.

I'll see what I can do.

Hang in there, pally.

I'll try, but I think Jadzia's death has made us all a little cuckoo.

Dad?

You should be in bed.

Not until you tell me what I need to know.

I already told you.

She's no one.

You're going to have to do better than that.

Leave it be, Ben.

I can't.

I saw her.

The vision the Prophets sent me--

she was the woman in the desert.

That's impossible.

I'm telling you, I saw her.

You couldn't have.

Dad, please, who is she?

I'm sorry, but I don't want to talk about it.

Dad...

No.

You have to tell me!

I need to know who she is!

Her name was Sarah.

I met her in June of '31.

It was in Jackson Square.

She was, without a doubt, the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen.

Two months later... we were married.

Married?

You had a wife before Mama?

It's a little bit more complicated than that, Ben.

You see...

Sarah was your mother.

Sarah and I were married for two years.

She seemed very happy.

I certainly was.

Two days after your first birthday she disappeared.

What do you mean, she disappeared?

She left me.

Why?

I've asked myself that question a thousand times.

I never did come up with the answer.

And you never found out what happened to her?

It took me three years but I found out.

She was living in Australia working as a holo-photographer.

Well, I have to speak with her.

You can't.

Damn it, Dad, I have to.

She's dead.

She died in a hovercraft accident about a month before I tracked her down.

I loved that woman... and-and she loved me.

I-I know she did.

Why didn't you tell me about her?

I wanted to, many times, but you were so young when she left.

I grew up.

I thought that might make it easier, but it didn't.

That's no excuse.

I know.

I-I'm sorry, but you see, you and your stepmother were so close.

She... made you laugh like nobody else, and I didn't want anything to get in the way of that.

I loved Mama.

Nothing would've changed that.

She said the same thing.

You should've listened to her.

Life is full of choices.

You make them and hope for the best.

Sometimes you're right, and... sometimes you're not.

I made a mistake.

Yeah... you did.

I-I... I still don't understand why the Prophets would send you a vision of Sarah.

I came back here to clear my head, to try to figure out what to do next.

Maybe learning the truth about my mother is the first step of this journey.

Well, from here on out,

I hope the Prophets keep their noses out of my business.

Are there any other secrets I should know about?

Just my gumbo recipe, but I'm taking that to my grave.

( chuckles dryly )

Colonel...

I was just coming to see you.

What is it?

Nothing. I...

I just never thought I'd see a Romulan eating a jumjastick.

I was... curious.

And?

It has a... distinct flavor.

Personally, I can't stand them-- too sweet.

Then you should try a Romulan osol twist-- very tart.

I'll do that.

I wanted to let you know that a squadron of warbirds will be arriving at the station tomorrow morning for refitting.

I'll tell Chief O'Brien to start replicating Romulan system modules.

Excellent.

I had no idea Bajorans were so efficient.

Coming from a Romulan, that's quite a compliment.

Oh, one more thing.

It's about Bajor's fourth moon.

Derna.

It's uninhabited, correct?

Last time I checked.

Do you think your government would allow us to set up a hospital facility there?

Too many of our wounded are dying on the long journey back to Romulus.

I'll ask the Council of Ministers.

I'd appreciate anything you can do.

You've got to get him talking but whatever you do, don't mention Jadzia.

Let him do that.

I don't think Worf wants to talk about her.

Well, he may not want to, but he needs to, I think, and given the right circumstances, he will.

Well, we have one circumstance in our favor.

2301-- a very good year for bloodwine.

I'll let you do your work.

You sure one bottle's going to be enough?

Good-bye, Julian.

Chief.

Can I come in?

Why?

Well, because it's been a long time since we shared one of these.

Got any glasses?

None that are clean.

Well, who needs glasses, eh?

Cheers.

Mmm.

Warm the cockles.

Very smooth.

Good night, Chief.

Well, hold on. You call that a visit?

I enjoyed it.

Come on, Worf. I came to talk.

About what?

Anything you want.

Old friends, the Enterprise...

Remember what's his name?

Ah, eh, Lieutenant Barclay?

Who can forget him?

( laughing )

Those holosuite programs of his, huh?

Three Musketeers.

Yeah-- Geordi waving that sword around.

( laughing )

Oh...

That's better.

So, what did you find out?

That you should never try to match drinks with a Klingon.

Yeah, yeah, but what did you and Worf talk about?

What do you care?

Because some day that crazy Klingon may get tired of smashing up a holosuite bar and decide to come down here and smash up a real one.

What did you talk about?

A lot of things.

His son, Alexander... growing up in Russia... the proper way to eat gagh.

But what does any of that have to do with Jadzia?

Nothing.

It wasn't until about 0400 when we were polishing off the third bottle of bloodwine that he even mentioned Jadzia.

You know, this could be a little sweeter.

Miles, what did he say about her?

She's not in Sto-Vo-Kor.

You mean Klingon heaven?

What would she be doing there?

She wasn't a Klingon.

As far as Worf is concerned, she was.

Well, she did join the House of Martok.

Then what makes him think she's not in Sto-Vo-Kor?

Well, for one thing, she never ate the heart of one of her enemies.

She always was a little squeamish.

And secondly, she didn't die in glorious battle.

You mean being murdered by a Pah-wraith in cold blood doesn't count?

Do you want to know what's bothering Worf or not?

There's more?

Well, apparently there is a way for Worf to ensure that Jadzia gets into Sto-Vo-Kor.

He has to win a great battle in her name.

Well, I could let him beat me at tongo.

Not good enough.

Unless he has to carve his way through a hundred Jem'Hadar to get to the table.

Why does everything with Klingons have to involve bloodshed?

No wonder he's so frustrated with convoy duty.

Maybe we should talk to Admiral Ross.

Oh, yeah, I can see it now.

"Admiral, could you please send the Defiant

"on the most dangerous mission you can think of?

Jadzia needs to get into Sto-Vo-Kor."

Sounds good to me.

Then you ask him.

What about General Martok?

He's due to arrive on the station tomorrow morning.

Good thinking.

Who better than a Klingon to help a Klingon?

It's a beautiful night, isn't it?

I'm sure you're right.

You thinking about Sarah?

Actually, I was thinking about Jadzia.

She always used to be here to help me sort things out.

I miss her.

I know you do.

I came out to give you this.

It was Sarah's.

I want you to have it.

I think she would've, too.

Thanks, Dad.

There's some kind of writing on the back.

What's the matter?

This writing... it's... ancient Bajoran.

What does it say?

I don't know, but I intend to find out.

I still don't understand why Sarah would have a locket with Bajoran writing on it.

I don't recall her ever mentioning Bajor to me.

Maybe she didn't know it was Bajoran.

Maybe it was a gift or something.

Finally! Some progress.

JOSEPH: What is it?

The inscription-- it says, "Orb of the Emissary."

I never knew there was an Orb of the Emissary.

I've never heard of it, either.

At least, there's no mention of it in the ancient Bajoran texts.

Sounds like you've reached a dead end.

Not necessarily.

What if the Orb does exist?

What if it didn't go dark like all the others when the wormhole disappeared?

If you can find it, maybe you can find a way to contact the Prophets.

Oh, I'm going to find it.

But it could be anywhere.

Where do you begin to look?

Tyree.

Why there?

Because that's where I was in the vision the Prophets sent me.

CRETAK: Are these the latest casualty reports?

From the Dominion counterattack in the Chin'toka system.

I'm afraid that your people took the brunt of the assault.

What matters is that we held our position.

As for our casualties, at least we now have the hospital complex on Derna to care for the wounded and we have you to thank, Colonel.

Oh no, all I did was put in your request to the Council of Ministers.

They made the decision.

Under your advisement, I'm sure.

All of Romulus owes you a debt of gratitude.

I'll keep that in mind.

Do you have a moment?

I do for you.

This morning, a Starfleet transport filled with wounded was denied permission to dock at the Romulan hospital complex on Derna.

Well, the hospital may not be equipped to treat other species.

I thought the same thing myself until I noticed that most of the wounded were Vulcans.

Vulcans and Romulans share a common physiology.

And a mutual distrust of one another.

That doesn't change just because they're allies against the Dominion.

True, but how do you explain these sensor readings?

High concentrations of trilithium isotopes.

Which indicates the presence of Romulan plasma torpedoes.

I'll look into it.

( grunting )

Defend yourself, Worf!

So, how do you like convoy duty?

I don't.

Good. I was afraid you might be getting soft.

( growling )

I need a First Officer for a dangerous mission.

How dangerous?

Dangerous enough to assure Jadzia a place in Sto-Vo-Kor.

In that case, you have found your First Officer.

Excellent.

It will be a great victory.

I will make sure of it.

( laughing )

How many clams you think you've cleaned since we got here?

A lot. That was going to be my last batch, but then I got to thinking.

Maybe I'll take a couple of sacks along with me tomorrow on the runabout.

Give me something to do on the way to Tyree.

You're kidding, right?

Jake... if I never see another clam...

It'll be too soon. ...it'll be too soon.

( both laughing )

Whoo!

( whistling )

Can I help you?

Emissary, I've come a long way to see you.

This moment is sacred, one that will be long remembered.

Meeh rak Dorah Pah-wran.

Ee-toi Velah-slah.

Pah-wran amar...

Pah-wran Evak-too.

That's ancient Bajoran.

The Emissary is wise.

Well, thank you, but, uh... right now, the Emissary has to get back to work.

Your work is finished.

The Orb you are seeking-- the Orb of the Emissary?

What did you say?

( gasps, bowl clatters )

You're never going to find it.

( grunts )

Grandpa! Grandpa!

Today's special is shrimp creole.

Uh, actually, it's barbecued shrimp.

( door opens )

Excuse me.

Where were you?

They told me you were released from the hospital two hours ago.

SISKO: I had to give a report to Starfleet Security.

And the Bajoran that attacked you-- who was he?

He was a member of a cult that worships the Pah-wraith.

They believe that the disappearance of the Prophets will herald a new era for Bajor.

I don't suppose I can talk you out of going to Tyree?

If you're worried about the cult--

I figure you can handle them.

But if the cult knows you're looking for the Orb of the Emissary chances are the Pah-wraiths do as well and that does worry me.

Well, here's to Worf and the success of his mission.

Qapla'.

I don't see why the two of you are so happy.

An entire Klingon fleet failed to destroy the Dominion shipyards on Monac IV.

What makes you think one ship will do any better?

The element of surprise.

If you ask me, it's not a mission-- it's suicide.

You're beginning to depress me, Quark.

Why? You're not going.

You can't be serious.

I've never been more serious in my life.

I'm going to help Jadzia get into Sto-Vo-Kor.

What makes you think she wants to spend eternity there?

I know I certainly wouldn't.

Imagine what it must be like!

Hordes of rampaging Klingons fighting and singing, sweating and belching.

Sounds like this place on a Saturday night.

Would you want to spend eternity here?

You know, that's a good point.

What if Jadzia would prefer to go to, you know, wherever it is that Trills go when their time is up?

Miles, you don't understand.

You weren't as close to her as I was.

This gives me a chance to honor her memory and I'm going to take it and that, my friend, is my final word on the subject.

Well, you know what this means, don't you?

Yes-- that I am risking my life for a very dubious cause.

No.

It means, I'm going to risk my life for a friend who's risking his life in a very dubious cause.

You're going with him?

Well, somebody has to make sure he comes back in one piece.

Miles, I don't know what to say.

I'm touched.

You're both touched.

You want to get Jadzia into Sto-Vo-Kor?

Fine, fine, I'm all for it.

But can't you do something more sensible?

Make a donation in her name, or bribe someone.

It doesn't work that way, Quark.

Be nice if it did.

Third Fleet has requested two more attack wings of Romulan warbirds.

That shouldn't be a problem.

Now, if we--

Senator, I have a message for you from the Bajoran Council of Ministers.

We're in the middle of a meeting--

Sorry, sir. This can't wait.

Apparently, we are no longer welcome on Derna.

They want to close down the hospital?

No, the hospital isn't the problem.

Then what is?

The 7,000 plasma torpedoes the Romulans have secretly deployed there.

Is this true, Senator?

The weapons are for defensive purposes only.

Well, my government doesn't agree.

You're to begin an immediate evacuation.

I'm afraid that's impossible.

Let's try to stay calm.

I'm sure we can reach some sort of compromise.

Not this time, Admiral.

My government considers a Romulan presence on Derna to be a direct threat to Bajor.

This is ridiculous.

I regret not informing your government about our weapon emplacements, but I didn't think it was necessary.

We're your ally.

Then remove the weapons.

That would leave the hospital unprotected.

Bajor will guarantee its safety.

I'm afraid that's not acceptable.

Either you remove those weapons, or we will.

( door opens, closes )

See that Gul Yaltar of the Third Order receives this immediately.

Have you heard?

The Romulans have taken over a Bajoran moon and heavily fortified it.

My guess is that the Bajorans aren't happy about that.

Would you be?

This is the sort of unfortunate situation that could destroy an alliance.

That would be a pity.

Romulans-- they're so predictably treacherous.

What's going on?

Why is the restaurant closed?

I am going on vacation to Tyree.

We're coming with you, Dad.

Have you both lost your minds?

Apparently, it runs in the family.

Well, you've obviously already packed your bags.

Yes, and I even brought my toothbrush.

( knock at door )

Oh, nothing I hate more than turning away a customer.

I'm sorry. We're closed.

That's all right, Mr. Sisko.

I'm not hungry. I'm here to see Ben.

Well, you're in luck.

Five more minutes and he'd have been gone.

Hello, Benjamin.

Do I know you?

It's me... Dax.