DS9 - Millennium (Omnibus) (c) by Star Trek

Author:Star Trek [Star Trek]
Language: deu
Format: epub
Tags: \Star Trek
Publisher: Simon & Schuster
Published: 2011-01-02T08:00:40.371000+00:00

CHAPTER 15

“WHERE ARE MY PEOPLE?” Worf growled.

Normally, Jadzia didn't like to see her husband give himself over to typical Klingon confrontational techniques. But in this case, as Worf glared down at Captain T'len Jadzia was in full agreement. There were too many unanswered questions and too little time to use diplomacy.

T'len stepped back from Worf, her Vulcan features revealing no outward sign of intimidation. Her gaze, however, moved almost imperceptibly to the closed door leading from the planning room to the corridor, as if checking for a path of retreat. Good, Jadzia thought. Here was where having three hundred years of experience paid off. And her experience was telling her now that there was seldom a better person to negotiate with than a Vulcan who had a logical reason to cut negotiations short.

She watched as T'len tugged down on her black tunic. “If you wish to determine the fate of your family members,” the Vulcan captain told Worf, “you have been instructed in accessing Starfleet computers for all pertinent personnel records.”

Jadzia hid a smile as Worf slammed his massive fist down on the table beside him, causing a large schematic padd to jump several centimeters into the air and spilling a coffee mug onto the floor. Klingons could be so messy. It was one of their most endearing traits, she thought as she regarded her mate with loving pride.

“I am not talking about my family,” Worf shouted. “I know my parents have passed on to Sto-Vo-Kor. I know my brother died in the evacuation of Lark 53. I am asking, What happened to the Klingon people? And I want an answer now!”

T'len narrowed her eyes, in what was to Jadzia a rather startling and misguided display of unalloyed Vulcan defiance.

“Or you'll do what, Commander?”

Worf didn't hesitate an instant. Jadzia expected no less of him. Once her mate made up his mind to do something, she knew little could dissuade him.

“Or I will kill you where you stand,” Worf said.

T'len raised a dark, sculpted eyebrow. “You wouldn't dare.”

“I would rather die battling my enemies than wait passively for the universe to end.”

T'len looked past Worf at Jadzia. “Will you talk sense into your husband?”

Jadzia took a moment to enjoy the undercurrent of fear in T'len's voice. It was so satisfying when people had their worldviews turned upside down. As she had discovered in her many different lifetimes, on a personal level few events proved more rewarding. Though it might, of course, take some time for the person caught in such turmoil to realize it.

She shrugged as if completely powerless in this situation, though she and Worf had carefully rehearsed the moment—and this confrontation. “What can I say? You know how willful Klingons can be.”

T'len's chin lifted, and she turned again to face Worf. She was backed against a central engineering table that flickered with constantly updating engineering drawings of the Phoenix. “Commander, I am not your enemy.”

“If you do not tell me the fate of the Klingon Empire in this time

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