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Captain's Log, Stardate 45761.3.

In an effort to bring an end to their centuries-long war,

Krios and Valt Minor have agreed

to a ceremony of reconciliation

to be held aboard the Enterprise

at a point midway between their two systems.

I apologize for the delay

in our arrival, Ambassador Briam.

We had to stop at Harod IV

to pick up a group of stranded miners.

Please, Captain. We are grateful

that the Federation has taken as much interest

as it has in this matter.

Was Commander La Forge able to provide you

with the special cargo handling provisions you requested?

Indeed, he was.

However, until we reach the rendezvous

with the Valtese, may I ask that the cargo bay

be declared off-limits to all

but the most essential personnel?

I trust, Ambassador,

that this cargo is in no way dangerous.

Oh, no. Nothing of the sort.

I'm cautious because it's quite

fragile... and quite irreplaceable.

RIKER: Bridge to Captain Picard.

Go ahead.

Captain, we've just picked up a distress call

from a Ferengi shuttle.

Set a course to intercept. Aye, sir.

Captain, the timing of our ceremony

with Alrik is critical. It cannot be delayed.

We'll be at the rendezvous on schedule, don't worry.

Excuse me.

The Ferengi report

their containment field is collapsing.

WORF: Within visual range, Captain.

On screen.

Their reactor core is unstable, Captain.

How many onboard?

DATA: Two, sir.

Bridge to transporter room three.

Boost your output. Lock onto

the two Ferengi onboard the shuttle.

We may need to attempt a long-range transport.

Standing by.

Energize.

Got them, sir.

Mr. Worf, escort our Ferengi guests to quarters.

Not too close to mine.

Understood.

Unless you can arrange your own transport,

you will have to remain on the Enterprise

until we complete our mission.

That will not be a problem.

We are in no hurry.

We look forward to enjoying

the comforts of your fine ship.

Hmm... quite acceptable.

It's not what we're used to,

you understand, but it will do.

Perhaps your captain would care to invite us

to join him for dinner this evening.

The captain dines alone.

A pity.

That was too easy.

(both cackling)

Space, the final frontier.

These are the voyages of the starship Enterprise.

Its continuing mission...

to explore strange new worlds,

to seek out new life and new civilizations,

to boldly go where no one has gone before.

We've been working from your drawings, Ambassador.

I hope we're in the ballpark.

"Ballpark"?

That's an old human expression.

Mr. La Forge hopes that we got close

to achieving what you want.

Computer, run holodeck program Krios One.

COMPUTER: Enter when ready.

Astonishing.

It is the ancient temple of Akadar.

It is this temple that bonds Krios and Valt, gentlemen.

Two brothers ruled a vast empire from this site,

until they were torn apart

by their love for an extraordinary woman.

This is where the wars began...

and this is where they shall end.

There are some details to be added, of course.

Commander La Forge will be entirely

at your disposal, Ambassador.

Just let me know what you need.

Yes, of course.

I must consult several of

the historical volumes I've brought with me,

so perhaps we can reconvene later.

Excuse me!

Excuse me.

Is it true?

Is a Kriosian ambassador aboard this vessel?

Yes. Can I help you?

The ambassador's very busy.

Ah. Do you schedule his appointments?

I'm the captain of this ship.

What is it you want?

Allow me to present myself.

Par Lenor, of the Ferengi Trade Mission.

We are pleased to hear, Ambassador,

that you have at last

negotiated peace with the Valtese.

Peace is good for trade...

unless you happen to be an arms merchant.

(cackling)

PICARD: Excuse us.

Arms merchant!

In exchange for the exclusive rights

to transport all Kriosian products

to the Valt system...

May I suggest that you arrange to meet

at another time after the ceremony.

Perhaps that would be best.

But, but, but... Listen...

have you had a chance to see the dolphins yet?

This is something... Deck seven.

You really don't want to miss.

Dolphins? Yes, but...

Picard to Worf. Worf here, Captain.

Lieutenant, one of the Ferengi

has just waylaid Ambassador Briam.

Will you keep them under a tight leash?

I don't want them disrupting the conference.

Aye, sir.

Security to cargo bay one.

Lieutenant?

One of the Ferengi.

Riker to Captain Picard.

What are you doing?

(yelling)

This is a misunderstanding.

I was looking for a barbershop.

Apparently, I made an incorrect turn, and...

Mr. Worf.

Get him out of here.

Confine them both to their quarters.

Put a guard on the door.

What is happening?

Emergence.

I am for you, Alrik of Valt.

No, Kamala.

This is not Alrik.

This is Captain Jean-Luc Picard

of the Federation starship Enterprise.

That explains why you don't look at all like your holographs.

I apologize, Captain.

As an empath, I could sense your authority.

I assumed you were Chancellor Alrik.

I'm afraid that I require an explanation, Ambassador.

As do I, Ambassador.

Why have I been brought out of stasis prematurely?

It was an accident.

This is quite complicated.

Perhaps you and I...

It is not complicated at all, Briam.

And the captain has no tolerance for prevarication.

I'm a gift... to Alrik of Valt.

You mean you are using this ship

to transport a sentient being as property?

Not as property. As a gift.

And I was concerned that

you might not entirely understand.

PICARD: Your concern was well-justified, Ambassador.

You're angry. Why?

There is a provision in the Federation constitution

that protects an individual's fundamental rights.

Now, once you came aboard this ship...

You're coming to my rescue.

What a kind and generous purpose.

But, Captain, I do not need to be rescued.

Kamala is the key to peace between our two worlds.

Why?

In our history there is a woman

known as Garuth,

who was loved by the brothers Krios and Valt

with such passion that an empire fell.

And the wars began when Krios kidnapped Garuth

and took her to our planet.

KAMALA: Like her, I'm an empathic metamorph...

the first female metamorph

born on my world for over 100 years.

A metamorph?

A mutant.

A biological curiosity, if you will.

With the ability to sense what a potential mate wants,

what he needs,

what gives him the greatest pleasure,

and then to become that for him.

You mean, you change according to whatever man you're with.

Until I reach the final stage of bonding,

when I must imprint upon myself

the requirements of one man...

to serve as his perfect partner in life.

BRIAM: You see, male metamorphs

are somewhat common, but females

are born only once in seven generations.

So obviously,

they are greatly sought after as mates.

Which explains the Ferengis' interest.

This mating with Alrik was arranged since her birth

by the leaders of both worlds,

in the hopes of restoring peace.

And you do this of your own accord?

It is my sole purpose in life.

Commander Riker, escort her to quarters.

There's no need for you to travel in the cargo bay.

Kamala... remain in your room.

I will speak with you shortly.

Why were you in stasis?

Metamorphs have a long and complex

sexual maturing process.

I'm in the finiis'ral, the third and final stage.

It can be an uncomfortable transition,

not only for me, but for the men around me.

In what way?

My body is producing an unusually elevated level

of what you would call pheromones.

The effect can be quite provocative.

Perhaps you sense it.

Uh... unfortunately, I'm not an empath.

Oh, I think you're more empathic

than you admit...

at least when it comes to women.

I think you have me at a disadvantage.

This is the com panel, the replicator.

You can lower the lights on a verbal command.

If you have any questions, you can just ask the computer.

I'm beginning to sense the elevated pheromones

you were referring to.

You were curious, weren't you?

"Curious" isn't exactly how I'd describe it.

You know what's remarkable about empathic metamorphs?

You mean there's something even more remarkable about you?

We learn so quickly what stimulates a man

that the second time's even better than the first.

Listen...

this has been very educational,

but I make it a policy

never to open another man's gift.

I know my role in history, Commander...

but it's going to be a long voyage.

It certainly is.

We'll try to make you as comfortable as possible.

Riker to bridge.

If you need me, I'll be in holodeck four.

How can you simply deliver her,

like a courier,

into a life of virtual prostitution?

Beverly! Arranged marriages have been the basis

of political alliances in many cultures,

including our own. I'm surprised at you.

She knows exactly what she's doing.

She has been conditioned since the day she was born

to believe it's perfectly acceptable

to exist only to please men.

But she was born to do this!

And bred by those people to seal a treaty

with a seductive coup de grace.

All right. Fine, good!

Let's throw the prime directive to the winds.

Let's detain her here against her will.

Let's destroy any chance of peace between these worlds.

Let's interfere in their society,

their customs... That slave trader

who calls himself an ambassador?

He has her confined to her quarters.

She is a virtual prisoner

in there.

I didn't know that.

Well, it is your ship.

Maybe there are a few things you should find out about.

I'll talk to her about it.

Good.

Lovely breakfast.

Indeed.

(door chimes)

KAMALA: Come in.

Captain Picard, what a delightful surprise.

Come in. Thank you.

Are you comfortable?

Reasonably, under the circumstances.

It has been brought to my attention

that you have been told to remain in here.

That's true, I'm afraid.

Against your wishes?

At the request of the ambassador,

who believes I might be... disruptive to your crew.

The performance of my crew is none

of the ambassador's business.

You care about my well-being.

Thank you, Captain.

I care about...

I care about what happens onboard my ship.

Yes, I know.

This ship is very important to you, isn't it?

Oh, yes.

Oh, yes, it is.

Are all captains' lives so... solitary?

Or just yours?

Don't.

What?

Don't do this, this...

This you do with men.

I'm afraid my premature emergence from stasis

has left me a little...

vulnerable to the desires I sense from men.

Nevertheless...

this is who I am, Captain.

You might as well ask a Vulcan to forgo logic,

or a Klingon to be nonviolent.

I cannot change, and I don't want to

until the time has come for me to bond with my permanent mate.

Why does it bother you?

Frankly, it's difficult for me... for many of us...

to easily accept that a sentient being

can live only to be what

someone else wants them to be.

But that's what gives a metamorph pleasure.

But what about your wishes?

Your needs?

They are fulfilled by what I give to others.

But what about when there are no others?

When you're alone?

I'm... incomplete.

What curious questions, Captain.

Well, under the circumstances,

I thought that it would help if I...

if I learned more about you.

But you know me better than you realize.

I am independent, forceful,

brilliant, and adventurous.

Exactly as you would have me be, Captain.

I'll speak to the ambassador about easing your restrictions.

Thank you, Captain.

Captain's Log, Stardate 45766.1.

We have reached the designated coordinates for the conference

and await the arrival of Chancellor Alrik.

(plays echoing tones)

Ugh.

I forbid it. Forbid it?

It's too dangerous, Captain.

She must remain in her quarters.

You cannot confine her against her will,

not onboard this ship, Ambassador.

She is requesting some freedom of movement,

and I intend to give it to her.

She is still in the finiis'ral,

the height of her sexual allure, Captain.

Every man on this ship will be fighting over her.

Not every man.

A chaperone?

I would be pleased to escort you around the ship.

But I was hoping we might spend

some more time together, Captain.

I shall be busy making arrangements

for the conference.

I'm very knowledgeable

about Valt. I could be helpful.

I think that you should enjoy

the hospitality of the ship.

Mr. Data here will see to your every comfort.

If you will excuse me.

The reason your empathic powers

do not perceive anything is because,

as an android, I have no emotion.

I can understand why Captain Picard

chose you to be my chaperone.

(conversation and laughter)

MAN 1: Oh! Whoa!

MAN 2: Help me!

MAN 3: Whoa!

MAN 4: Oh, gracious!

I'll check in with you later.

Excuse me, but I'm absolutely certain

that we met once at Paloris colony.

I've never been to Paloris colony.

Neither have I.

Why don't we find out what else we have in common?

Extremely rude behavior.

He's just being playful.

Perhaps you would care for something to drink?

What are you all having, boys?

Aldorian ale's our drink.

Then it's mine, too. Yeah!

Yeah! Bartender?

I believe they're having a minor

problem with the replicator.

Uh, they could use a hand, Commander.

Excuse me.

I believe I will stay.

Mr. Data's protecting me tonight.

Oh, protecting you? From what?

From you, I guess.

(laughing)

I told the captain not to worry.

I just want to have a good time

like anybody else. (men grunting)

Come on down to deck seven. We'll show you a good time.

Get rid of the android, and we'll have some fun.

Is there a problem here?

No, sir. No, no problem.

Tell him, lady.

Thank you, Lieutenant. The crowd seemed a bit

too ebullient for comfort.

Perhaps you would enjoy a nice

quiet visit to the arboretum.

(seductive growling)

(subtle growl)

Perhaps the ambassador is right.

Perhaps I should remain in my quarters.

I have confidence

in the self-control of my crew, Kamala,

but there are guests and civilians onboard.

I understand.

I will volunteer to stay in my quarters

under one condition...

that you will visit me.

There it is again.

What?

The wall you put between us.

Kamala, you are one day away

from an arranged mating.

Why would you want me

to visit you in your quarters?

I said a visit.

I didn't ask you to make love to me.

A Ventanan thimble.

Early Lapeongical period, isn't it?

Yes, it is.

Have you seen the Ventanan woven art

recovered from the fourth colony dig?

Woven art? Recovered intact?

They say the colors are remarkably

vibrant for their age.

I've read about them for years,

but they were so delicate

no one expected to find any preserved.

How do you know about them?

I stay informed on a wide variety of subjects.

After all, one never knows

when the conversation might turn to Ventanan archeology.

Or to the "dark woman of raven brows and mournful eyes"

in Shakespeare's sonnets.

Or to the gardens of Les Eyries,

near the village where you grew up.

Your empathic powers told you all this about me?

Not quite that much.

Mr. Data helped a little.

I see.

My empathic powers can only sense

a man of deep passion and conviction...

so controlled, so disciplined.

I'm simply curious to know what lies beneath.

Nothing.

Nothing lies beneath.

I'm... I'm really quite dull.

I fall asleep each night

with an old book in my hands.

When a metamorph finds you interesting,

do not take it lightly.

Oh, I'm not taking it lightly.

I'm just trying...

to be as dull as possible.

Will you visit me?

It would be inappropriate.

Is that a yes or a no?

I'm sorry.

Even the walls of Jericho fell, Captain.

Why are you doing this, Kamala?

There can be only one reason...

because some part of you wants me to.

(mumbling)

Ambassador.

(clinks coins)

What is the meaning of this?

Ah. I see you got our message.

Is this some sort of bribe?

Oh! I am not amused.

No, Ambassador.

Well, your attitude is quite understandable.

This is just a sample.

The bribe is 10,000 more.

Ludugial gold...

the purest in the galaxy.

We know the lifestyle of the Kriosian ambassador

is far from comfortable.

You deserve to live a life

of luxury.

How dare you suggest...

The money! What...

You drive a hard bargain!

20,000... but not an ingot more.

We must have the metamorph.

She is the answer to a Ferengi prayer.

And we have a ship waiting

to rendezvous with us in three hours.

We can all transport off together.

Yes! Yes!

Thank you for sharing that information.

I shall pass it on to Captain Picard.

You can't do that! Wait! Listen!

BRIAM: What are you doing? Wait, let's discuss!

Let go of me!

Unh! (groaning)

Captain's Log, supplemental.

The Ferengi have been dispatched

via shuttle to Starbase 117.

What charges will be brought against them

depends on whether or not Ambassador Briam recovers.

We've been able to stabilize his condition.

If we're lucky, he'll regain consciousness in a few days.

Set up a level one craniosacral display.

MAN: Yes, Doctor. Right away.

I'll inform the Valtese delegation

that the conference will have to be postponed.

That won't be possible.

My ability to imprint on a mate

will only last a matter of hours

after the completion of the finiis'ral.

If I hadn't been removed from stasis prematurely,

a delay might have been possible.

But now, I will have to bond

with Alrik within two days.

But there are points in the negotiation

that Briam still has to address.

You are familiar with the issues.

Familiar, yes, but...

I can't represent your people's interests.

You can represent the interests of peace.

My people will agree. I'm certain of it.

But there are customs and rituals

of which I have no experience at all.

I told you, I'm extremely knowledgeable about Valt.

I will help you prepare.

(playing echoing notes)

Ah.

Torze-qua. Torze-qua.

That's right.

(sighs)

I'm reminded of piano lessons when I was a child...

(sighs)

preparing for some... dreaded recital.

Do you still play?

No.

I regret that I gave it up.

It used to please my mother.

But I... didn't like performing

in front of an audience.

Shy?

No.

Just not very good.

Thank you.

For letting down your guard,

if only for a moment.

You will have to...

help me in the pronunciation of this scroll.

What is it about me you fear?

Kamala... Do you find me unattractive?

I find you unavailable.

I am being terribly selfish.

I apologize.

We have something in common, Captain.

When I was a child, I took music lessons, too.

Really? What instrument?

All of them.

The entire orchestra?

Plus a few Valtese horns

that sound like braying Targhee moonbeasts.

They are said to soothe the nerves of Valtese men.

My mother never even heard me play.

I was taken from her when I was four

and sequestered in a royal village where I was

prepared to fulfill my destiny.

Sounds as if it were a very lonely time for you.

On the contrary.

I had servants and tutors at my side constantly.

You once asked me what I'm like when I'm alone.

I've never been.

There was always somebody there

to educate me in literature

history, art, sex.

But I've been alone on this journey,

and I've found myself thinking about

all the curious questions you asked.

You wanted to know who I am.

And as I continue to ask myself,

the only answer that comes to me is,

"I am for you, Alrik of Valt,"

because that's the truth.

In a day, I will bond with a man I've never met,

and I will turn myself into what he wants me to be,

for the rest of my life.

I also once asked you...

if you were doing this of your own accord.

I'm honored to be chosen to serve my people

as an emissary of peace.

But I find it ironic

on the eve of the ceremony...

which I've spent my entire life preparing for...

that I should meet a man like you.

Riker to Picard.

Go ahead, Number One.

The Valtese ship has arrived.

Chancellor Alrik is ready to beam aboard.

(door opens)

Captain Picard.

Chancellor Alrik.

Welcome onboard the Enterprise.

Your first officer has described the details

of the incident with the Ferengis.

How is the ambassador?

He has not regained consciousness.

A tragedy.

Your willingness to assist

is appreciated by both our peoples.

Well, I'm doing my best, although I'm finding

some of the rituals rather demanding.

Rituals... I am more concerned

about the remaining provisions of the treaty.

The proposed trade agreements

are not acceptable.

We still must review

the uncommitted territories, as well

as discuss the schedule

for exchange of technology.

The Kriosians have authorized me

to make several compromises favorable to your position.

Good. Tomorrow, then.

Briam has supervised the reproduction

of the ancient temple of Akadar on our holodeck.

Such a sentimental people, these Kriosians.

It's hard to believe

we have a common ancestry.

Please.

I suppose they've sent the metamorph?

Kamala? Yes.

She is looking forward to meeting you.

I'm sure she'll be satisfactory.

Between you and me, Captain,

I am far more interested in the trade agreements.

So, tell me quickly.

What is he like?

First impressions?

He's a thoughtful man, informed.

Did he ask about me? Yes.

What did you tell him?

That you were looking forward to meeting him.

When am I to be presented?

It'll be the first order of business,

tomorrow at 10:00.

Would you like some tea?

Thank you, but...

I should prepare for the ceremony.

Let me help you with pronunciations.

Oh, I think I can muddle my way through.

Please don't leave.

Talk to me.

I love the sound of your voice.

I'll turn out the lights and just listen.

I don't want to be alone.

The lights stay on.

Earl Grey tea. Hot.

Did you learn that from Commander Data, as well?

I shall have to have a talk with him.

Now that I know that you're listening to my voice,

I find that I... can't think of anything to say.

A starship captain must encounter

all sorts of life-forms.

Am I one of the most unique you've ever met?

Please say yes.

Yes.

What a nice thing to say.

Kamala, have I not done everything possible

to discourage this?

Maybe that's the perfect way to attract a metamorph.

I don't want to use you as other men do.

But you're not other men.

You could never use me.

That's the very reason why I'm with you tonight.

I should go.

And you have an appointment

tomorrow morning, early.

Light years away.

Quiet this morning.

I'm sorry.

Penny. What?

For your thoughts. Penny for your thoughts.

Do you have one?

I'm sure the replicator will have one on file.

Beverly, may I take off the uniform for a moment?

Captain?

I need to talk to a friend.

Of course.

Actually, it's all your fault.

Mine?

You insisted that I look into her situation.

The metamorph?

The metamorph.

Kamala.

I spent quite a lot of time

with her in the past few days.

And you're right about several things, Beverly.

Her entire existence

has been orchestrated for this moment.

And she intends to go through with it...

to help her people end the war.

And you're saying there's nothing you can do about it?

It isn't that simple.

I barely know who she is, and...

and who she is changes

the moment the next man comes into the room.

And I find myself hoping

that the next man won't come in.

But, of course, he does, and...

in a few hours the ceremony will begin,

and she will...

she will mate with a man

who cares more about trade agreements

than he cares about her.

And I can't help thinking

how she will be with him...

how she will change to accommodate him.

I wish I knew how I could help.

Perhaps I just needed a shoulder.

Well, it's there for you, Jean-Luc.

It always has been.

(door chimes)

KAMALA: Come in.

Is it time?

Soon.

Do you have any questions

about the ceremony?

Many.

I will never truly love him.

You've not even met him.

It no longer matters.

I wish I could convey to you

what it's like to be a metamorph.

To feel the inner strength of someone.

To realize that being with him is opening

your mind and heart to endless new possibilities.

To hear yourself say,

"I like myself when I'm with him."

Kamala...

For a metamorph, there is no greater pleasure,

and no greater wish, than to bond with

that kind of mate at the end

of the finiis'ral...

as I've bonded with you.

With me?

Who I am today, I will be forever.

Data to Captain Picard.

Not now, Data.

But, sir, Chancellor Alrik

is waiting to receive you in holodeck seven.

Acknowledged.

You can't go through with the ceremony.

Would you ask me to stay

and ask two armies to keep fighting?

Having bonded with you,

I've learned the meaning of duty.

He'll never know.

I'm still empathic.

I will be able to please him.

I only hope he likes Shakespeare.

KAMALA: I am for you,

Alrik of Valt.

Your service to both our peoples

is greatly appreciated, Captain.

Your preparations made

the negotiations simple, Ambassador,

and... Kamala was able

to guide me through the rituals.

I must admit, I am curious.

Curious?

I was chosen for this mission

for a very simple reason... I'm 200 years old.

The temptations of a beautiful metamorph

do not easily reach me.

And yet, I would be lying if I were to claim

that even at my age, they...

they do not reach me at all.

But you?

You worked with her,

side-by-side for days.

How could you resist her?

Ambassador, have a safe trip home.

Energize.