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I am Vedek Latha Mabrin

and I welcome you
to the Calash Retreat.

Today, we begin prayer
and meditation

as preparation
for our Days of Atonement.

May the Prophets walk with us
as we begin our journey.

Have you been taking
your makara herbs?

Absolutely.

Mostly.

Kira, you have to take them.

Your progesterone levels
are way too low.

But if I take the herbs

then the sedatives
you gave me don't work.

The herbs do act
as a counteragent.

But I thought you said you
weren't having any trouble sleeping

and that you didn't
need any sedatives.

I don't.

But, Julian, those herbs taste

like something that crawled
out of Quark's ear.

- Just take them.
- All right.

Major, may I have
a word with you?

We're finished here.

Sure.

I'm afraid I have
some very bad news.

One of the former members
of your resistance cell

has been killed on Bajor.

Latha Mabrin.

How?

It appears a small hunter probe

was hidden inside
a ceremonial candle

and fired a disrupter blast.

Do they have any suspects?

Too many.

Before he became a vedek,

your friend was involved in some
very questionable activities.

Latha was a violent man,

but then he found the Prophets.

And the last time
I talked to him,

he'd changed -- really changed.

I don't doubt that, Major,
but it would appear

that the violence of his past
has finally caught up with him.

Let me know
if you hear anything else.

Of course.

Major Kira,

there is one message
waiting for you.

Play back message.

That's one.

Replay audio.

That's one.

Again.

That's one.

That's one.

As you might have guessed,

there's no point of origin
listed in the computer log.

When did we receive
this message?

It came over the primary
subspace antenna

at 1341 hours --

almost the same moment
Latha was killed on Bajor.

And you think
that this is a threat

to all the former members
of the Shakaar resistance cell?

That's my working theory,
but I'm not ruling anything out.

Did anyone else
receive this message?

Not that we know of.

So obviously there's
some connection to me

but I don't know what it is.

I haven't even spoken
to Latha in two years.

I'm waiting for the preliminary
crime scene report

from the authorities on Bajor

before I begin
my own investigation,

but I'd like to increase
security here on the station

and initiate random checks

on all incoming cargo.

Agreed.

I've contacted most

of the surviving members
of the Shakaar --

warned them to take
precautions just in case.

I'm sorry about your friend.

He died serving the Prophets.

They'll take care of him.

I'm sure they will.

Keep me informed.

How you feeling?

Fine.

Exhausted.

I didn't get much sleep

and Julian's got me back
on those herbs again.

I know.

I heard you pacing all night.

- I'm sorry.
- Don't be.

I would have gotten up
and kept you company,

but I figured you wanted
to be alone.

I couldn't stop thinking
about Latha.

All those firefights and bombs
he lived through

just to be killed
during a religious ceremony.

You know, if I wasn't pregnant,

I would be down
on Bajor right now

trying to narrow down
the suspects.

You're safer on the station.

That's what's driving me crazy.

I'm sitting here
eating breakfast

while someone may be
hunting down my friends.

I'm a Major
in the Bajoran militia.

I should be down there
trying to protect them.

Right now, you're needed here,
protecting someone else.

Yeah, I...

guess I do have my hands full
at the moment.

Ops to Major Kira.

Go ahead, Odo.

There's another incoming
message for you, Major,

and they refuse to give
either their name or location.

I'm on my way.

We're having trouble
tracing the signal.

They're running it through
some kind of scrambler

using a phase-divergent
carrier wave.

Try to keep them talking.

This is Major Kira Nerys.

Who am I talking to?

Nerys?
Is that really you?

- Fala?
- Are you alone?

I don't want anyone to hear me.

I think...

I think someone's trying
to trace my signal.

Stand by.

She's a friend.

Her name is Trentin Fala.

One of the members of your cell?

No.

Then why is she hiding
her location?

I'd rather not
talk about it here

but trust me,
she's no threat to anyone.

Let me talk to her alone
and see what's going on.

I'm alone, and no one here
will trace your signal.

You heard about Latha?

They killed him.

As he knelt in prayer,
they killed him.

I know,

and the authorities are
investigating that right now.

They're going
to kill me, too, Nerys.

They've been watching me.

Who's been watching you?

I don't know.
But I feel it.

I need to get out of here.

Go somewhere safe.

Please, Nerys,
you've got to help me.

You always promised you'd help.

All right, calm down.

I'll protect you.

You can stay here at the station
until all of this is over.

Okay.

Two of our officers
are returning

this afternoon from Starbase 63.

I'll reroute them to Bajor
and have them pick you up, okay?

Okay.

Their names are Worf
and Jadzia Dax.

They'll contact you
within the hour.

I knew I could count on you.

I'll see you soon.

You've been smirking ever since
we left the starbase.

I do not smirk.

But if I did, this would
be a good opportunity.

How was I supposed to know
that Captain Ramirez

was a three-time tongo champion?

You might have asked

before mocking him
and then allowing him

to up the stakes
to a no-limit game.

I didn't lose that much.

Two bars of latinum.

I hope you have it.

I have it...

most of it.

- Worf...?
- No.

Fine.

I'll borrow it from Quark.

He likes me.

Major Kira's friend is ready
for transport.

Quark may lend you the money,

but remember Rule of
Acquisition Number 111:

"Treat people in your debt

like family -- exploit them."

You know the Rules
of Acquisition?

I'm a graduate
of Starfleet Academy.

I know many things.

Energizing.

There's a power surge
in the buffer.

Something is interfering
with the integration matrix.

I'm transferring her pattern
to the secondary buffer.

Boost the gain
on the energizing coils.

It won't go any higher.

I'm losing her.

I'm sorry, Nerys.

I'm hearing that a lot lately.

Can I have a moment?

Of course.

I wish there was something
I could say, Major.

Just tell me it was an accident.

The Constable thinks otherwise.

I believe she was killed
by a remat detonator.

It's a device programmed to
scramble a transporter beam

during rematerialization.

They're typically no more than
two cubic millimeters in size.

It could have been
hidden in her clothing

or injected into her skin.

The device is typically used
by the Romulans.

However, it is sold
on the black market.

Why didn't the transporter
security system detect the device?

We're not sure.

The system is programmed
to scan for remats.

So whoever did this

has a sophisticated understanding
of our security protocols.

And a vendetta against
the Shakaar resistance cell.

I thought you said
that Trentin Fala

wasn't a member of the Shakaar.

She wasn't...

at least not officially.

Fala spent the occupation
cleaning floors

in a Cardassian records office
in Dakhur Province.

She passed us information
for years

without anyone catching on,

but she was always so afraid --

afraid she'd be caught
and executed...

but she never stopped.

I told her once

that I thought she was
braver than all of us

because she had to live
with her fear every day.

Even after
the occupation was over,

she didn't want anyone to know

that she was
secretly helping us.

She was worried...

that someone would come
looking for her for revenge.

Looks like her fears
were well founded.

That's two.

That's two.

That's two.

That's two.

That's two.

Hello, Major.

I was just about to call you.

Quark, what is that?

I just found this padd

in a shipment of Saurian brandy
I just received.

It was coded for you

but somehow,
I accidentally activated it.

Give that to me.

That's two.

That's two.

That's two.

That's...

Since she was an informant,

it stands to reason
that Fala was killed

because she was providing
information to the resistance --

information that the Shakaar
used to plan an attack

on a Cardassian target.

The killer is probably
someone who was either injured

or who lost a family member
or a friend in that attack.

We planned dozens of attacks
based on Fala's information.

It could be any of them.

Not "any."

We're dealing with an operation

in which you played
a prominent part.

Now, perhaps
you could make a list

of all the attacks
by the Shakaar

in which you participated.

It's a long list.

Someone is accessing
the security database.

Can you trace it?

No.

That's three.

Mobara.

He was in the Shakaar.

Where does Mobara live?

Um, Musilla province,
at the University...

Engineering School.

I'm sending an emergency message
to the authorities in Musilla.

Maybe it's not too late.

Are you all right?

No, I'm not all right!

I haven't slept in three days,
someone is killing my friends

and my back...

Sorry.

No apology necessary, Major.

They haven't been able
to contact Mobara

so they're sending a search
party to the University right now.

They'll let us know
what happens.

Major,

if I may make a suggestion --

why don't you return
to your quarters

and rest for now?

It may be several hours

before they're able
to make a complete search.

Maybe you're right.

But let me know
the moment you hear something.

You have my word.

I'm going to lie down.

Help yourself to the
replicator if you're hungry.

Thank you, Major.

- Don't move!
- Hold it.

Furel?

Nerys?

Oh! You're lucky
I didn't shoot you.

Well, I could say
the same about you.

What are you doing
creeping around

in a dark room with a phaser?

- I live here.
- What about him?

Oh... This is
Lieutenant Brilgar.

He's station security
here to protect me.

Oh. Sorry.

You know these people, Major?

I'm afraid so.
This is Furel, Lupaza.

We were in the same
resistance cell.

Brilgar, sorry about the...

Yeah, yeah.

I'll be outside if you need me.

Thank you.

How did you get in?

We just installed
a new security system.

And a pretty good one
it is, too.

But they have not yet
invented the system

that Lupaza cannot beat.

It took some work

but I managed to retune
the transporter scrambler.

You beamed in?
From where?

We stowed away
aboard a transport ship

making a run from Bajor.

Just before it docked,

I accessed the station
personnel records.

We beamed into the bedroom
about five minutes ago.

We heard somebody
moving around in here.

I thought it was you.

But it turned out to be
a man with a phaser --

And I tried to tell her

that we should contact you
before we came --

You did not.

I should have you both
thrown in the brig...

but I'm glad to see you.

It's good to see you.

- Go get it.
- What? Oh...

- Can I?
- Oh.

How much longer?

A couple of weeks.

- Been sneezing?
- Off and on.

The doctor's
giving me something.

But before we get
too deep into baby talk

I had another message today.

This time, it's Mobara.

- Dead?
- We don't know yet.

There's a search party out
right now looking for him.

- Do you have any suspects?
- No.

Well, when you
do you let us know.

That's why we're here --
to find out who's doing this...

and take care of it.

I can't send you out
like some assassination squad.

You don't have
to send us anywhere.

You just give us the name.

We'll take care of the rest.

The occupation is over.

We can't go around
fighting private wars.

Times have changed.
We have got to change with it.

- Leave this for the authorities.
- Authorities?!

Maybe you feel that way now,

but trust me,

when you find out
who killed Latha and Fala

and maybe now Mobara,

you're not going to want
to leave it to someone else.

You're going to want him dead

and you're going
to want us to do it.

Maybe so,

but we're not at that point yet.

Hmm.

What's in the box?

It's for you.

For me?

A gift.

Makara herbs.

You're...

You're supposed to take them
during your pregnancy.

She knows what they're for.

We thought
you might have trouble

getting fresh herbs
on the station

so we picked them last night.

Thanks.

Really... thank you.

Well, if you're staying,
I better find you some quarters.

We're staying right here

where we can keep
an eye on you...

on both of you.

Yeah, we'll sleep out here.

The couch is a little short,

but it's probably
as comfortable as our bed.

Well, since Keiko's visiting
her parents with Molly,

I guess there's room.

Hold it!

It's all right!

Miles...

we have houseguests.

They found his
body about two hours ago...

or at least what was left of it.

Mobara had
a micro-explosive implanted

just behind his right ear.

How could someone get
close enough

to implant something
behind someone's ear

and not get caught?

I doubt he was ever near Mobara.

The killer's shown a pattern
of using remote control devices.

He was probably using some sort
of hunter probe

and injected Mobara as he slept.

What are we dealing with here --
a professional assassin?

Well, that was
my initial thought,

but a professional

would never be sending
anonymous messages.

No, our killer is someone

with a very personal
stake in this --

someone who is trying
to make a point to Major Kira.

And once he drives
his point home?

He'll try to kill her, too.

That's one.

That's two.

That's three.

It doesn't sound natural.

No kidding.

I mean, I know they're using

some kind of scrambler
to disguise the voice,

but there's something else.

The rhythms don't sound natural.

More like a composite of words

from different speeches
put together.

You can tell that
through all the distortion?

It's the lobes.

The intonation and phrasing
are slightly off.

I've made it a policy never to
argue with someone's lobes.

All right, let's say these
are composite messages.

Does that help us?

Maybe.

Since the first word of all
three messages is the same,

let's assume it's simply
been copied three times.

That gives me a reference

to begin screening out
the electronic interference.

That's... that's... that's...

that's...

It's a female.

that's...

- And it's not Cardassian.
- You're sure?

Uh, all right.

All right.

...that's... that's...

It's... Bajoran.

I know that voice.

Can I hear the rest
of the words?

That's one.

That's two.

- That's three...
- It's me.

That's one...

He's using my voice.

There's been an explosion
in the Habitat Ring.

Location.

Level 5, Section 21-Alpha.

The O'Brien's quarters.

Go to Red Alert.

Stop all incoming and outgoing
ships until further notice.

Aye, sir.

Dax to Infirmary.

Dr. Bashir report
to Habitat Ring Level 5

Section 21-Alpha --
medical emergency.

Report.

There's been an explosion
in O'Brien's quarters.

There's a hull breach.

The compartment is
venting air into space.

- Casualties?
- No word yet.

I'm having trouble
scanning through the debris.

Where's Kira?

Major, you can't go in.

- There's a hull breach--
- Get out of my way!

Major, please...

Major, no.
You'll vent the whole corridor.

Nerys?

Nerys, can you hear me?

Julian...

You're in the Infirmary.

The baby...?

He's fine.

You suffered
a placental laceration

and then you began to hemorrhage,

but I've repaired the damage.

You're going to be all right.

Lupaza and Furel...

they're dead, aren't they?

I'm afraid so.

Miles?

He wasn't there
when it happened.

Did they die quickly?

Instantly.

Doctor, may I?

I'll be right outside.

I was 13 when I joined
the resistance.

I'd been hanging around
the Shakaar base camp

for a couple of weeks --
you know, running errands

cleaning weapons,
that kind of thing.

Then one night, they
had an ambush planned

and they were a man short,
so I volunteered,

but everyone thought
I was too young, too small.

Lupaza stuck up for me.

She said I had
the heart of sinoraptor

and they didn't have
much choice.

Furel made some kind of joke.

I don't remember what it was

but I do remember
that Lupaza hit him.

She was always doing that.

They loved each other
in some way.

But it was up to Shakaar,

and he stared at me
for a long time

before he decided
I was big enough

to carry a phaser rifle
after all.

So we set the ambush up
along a ridgeline that night

and waited.

I was so cold.

My hands were shaking.

I was so afraid that one of them
would look at me

and think that I was nervous

that I kept biting my fingers
to keep the blood flowing.

We must have waited there

three or four hours

before the skimmer appeared.

It set down right where
Furel said it would.

And when that hatch opened

and that first Cardassian
appeared,

I just started firing

and I didn't stop

'till I'd discharged
the entire power cell.

When it was all over, I...

I was so relieved
that I hadn't let anyone down,

I, I was giddy.

Furel told me to stop grinning,
that it made me look younger,

but I couldn't help it.

I was one of them.

I was in the resistance.

Lupaza made me this...

out of some of the metal
from that skimmer.

How were they killed?

Someone attached
a small hunter probe

to the hull
of a Talavian freighter.

When the ship docked
at the station,

the probe detached itself
and then began a visual scan

of every room
in the Habitat Ring.

Once the probe found
its assigned targets,

it attached itself to the window
and exploded.

Do you have any leads?

My sources on Cardassia

have given me a list
of possible suspects.

They all have
the computer skills,

the opportunity, and the motive

to carry out these attacks.

You must have called in
a lot of favors.

One or two.

How many people
are on the list now?

Twenty-five.

Can I see it?

Not... just yet.

I'd like to...
narrow it a little.

You're afraid I'm going
to take the names

and go charging off after them.

Something like that.

You're right.

I probably would.

I'm going to find
the person that's done this.

I promise you that.

I know you will, Odo.

Keep me informed.

Absolutely.

Emergency transport standing by.

Enter command code
authorization.

Authorization: Kira-
one-five-seven-alpha.

Initiating transport.

Computer, initiate emergency
transport program Kira-2.

Initiating transport.

Computer, locate Major Kira.

Major Kira is
no longer on the station.

She's obviously going
after the suspects on the list,

but she erased their names
from my computer file

when she got them,

so there's no way
to know where she's headed.

Prepare the Defiant.
I want to leave in ten minutes,

see if we can pick up
her ion trial.

It will be difficult.

Our sensor logs show Major Kira

masked her engine emissions
with a polaron field.

- The runabout's particle--
- I know what the difficulties are.

You have your orders.
Dismissed.

Aye, sir.

Kira Nerys, Personal Log,
Stardate 50416.2.

I've eliminated three of
the suspects from Odo's list.

I'm satisfied that none of them

could have committed
the murders.

The fourth name is Silaran Prin,

a Cardassian living
on a planet near the DMZ.

A creature, born within the
comforting anonymity of darkness

awakens in the harsh truth
of daylight.

It squirms in the glare,

afraid of the light
that pins it to the chair

like a needle through its heart.

Its heart beats faster...

Who's there?

Silaran, is that you?

Panic starts
to creep into its soul.

Does it understand?

Or is it so blinded by the light

that it can think only
of returning

to the velvet cloak of darkness?

No matter.

Perhaps it is better
that it doesn't realize

how close death has come.

But make no mistake,
there is no escape.

It has reached the end
and soon it will die.

What's the matter, Silaran?

Are you so afraid
of a pregnant woman

in a restraining field
you have to hide in the dark?

It bears its tiny fangs,
hoping for a chance to strike --

to sink its teeth deep
into the flesh of its tormentor,

but that chance will never come.

You better hope
I don't get that chance.

And somewhere beneath the gleam
of hatred in those eyes

lurks the certain knowledge
of its impending death,

and it begins to know fear.

I'm not afraid of you.

I'm not some coward

who's been sending anonymous
messages and bombs

to murder innocent people.

No, Kira, I didn't
murder anyone!

You did.
You killed them all.

There.

That wasn't so hard, was it?

Now we can talk.

Talk and lies won't help you.

You're in the light,

and the light reveals the truth.

And the light shows me no regret

in those eyes, no compassion.

You want me to...
feel compassion for you?

You murdered five people.

What compassion
did you show to them?

Unrepentant.

How unfortunate.

I thought you might
have changed...

might have found a path
out of the darkness.

What am I supposed
to feel repentant for?

What are you talking about?

That is part of your guilt.

You did this to me...

and you don't even know

who... I... am.

So you were wounded
during an attack I carried out

when I was part
of the resistance

and I'm supposed to feel guilty?

We were at war, Silaran.

15 million Bajorans died
during the occupation

and you want me
to feel sorry for you?

No, I wasn't part of your war.
I was an innocent.

I wasn't even in the military.

Do you know what I did on Bajor?

I was a servant.

I cleaned uniforms
for Gul Pirak.

Gul Pirak...

Commander of the weapons depot
at Hathon.

I'm glad that you remember.

Now, do you remember...

what you did?

How you put a plasma charge

outside his bedroom window
in the middle of the night?

I remember.

He executed

15 Bajoran farmers because
they refused to display

the Cardassian banner
outside their homes.

Trentin Fala showed you how to
circumvent the defense system.

Latha Mabrin built
the plasma charge.

Furel and Lupaza
stood guard outside

while you crept up to the house.

None of us liked killing.

We were fighting
for our freedom against--

You vaporized
the entire east wing!

12 Cardassians were killed

including Gul Pirak's
entire family.

23 others were crippled.

Don't you feel guilty?

Don't you feel ashamed
of what you did?

None of you belonged on Bajor.

It wasn't your world.

For 50 years,
you raped our planet

and you killed our people,
you lived on our land

and you took the food
out of our mouths

and I don't care whether you
held a phaser in your hand

or you ironed shirts
for a living.

You were all guilty, and you
were all legitimate targets!

That's what makes you
a murderer --

indiscriminate killing,
no sense of morality,

no thought given to
the consequences of your action.

That's what makes us different.

I was a soldier!

You're just a bitter old man
out for revenge.

I am bringing the guilty
to justice...

and unlike you, I take care
to protect the innocent.

I could have killed
every monk in that cavern

or everyone on the runabout

or half the population

of Deep Space 9, but I didn't.

Only the guilty have died.

And that is why...

although your actions
have condemned you,

the life of your child

will be spared.

What does that mean?

What does that mean?!

The creature's diseased mind
cannot understand its plight.

Its imagination is too limited

to perceive the truth --
it cannot be saved.

But there is still hope
for the child.

It could be taken from the womb

and raised in the light.

Listen to me, Silaran.

The child I'm carrying,
it isn't Bajoran -- it's human.

It has unique medical needs.

If you force me to give
birth now, you risk--

The creature's cries grow louder

but no one can hear them.

All that remains is to bring
the child into the light

and discard the diseased
carcass of the mother

before it can infect
its offspring.

You can't bring it
into the light -- not yet!

Dr. Bashir said
if I don't have at least

- three more weeks--
- It's time.

We both agree
this baby is an innocent.

Don't put him at risk,
please, Silaran.

Don't worry.

I promise that I'll take care
of the child...

and that I'll teach him
the difference between darkness

and light.

Wait.

Please, I'm begging you.

At least give me a sedative.

Show some compassion.

Don't just cut me open.

All right.

I'll show more mercy
than you have.

Take a good look
at my face, Kira!

I want it to be the
last thing you see.

The creature slept...

dreaming its dark dreams

and happy to be
out of the light.

The innocent life it held

would awaken in brilliance...

and never...

know darkness...

again.

Are you all right?

She's fine

but there's a large amount
of merfadon in her system.

- "Merfadon"?
- It's a sedative.

But the makara herbs she's been
taking have counteracted the effect.

I take it this is our assassin.

Why did he give you a sedative?

He wanted
to protect the innocent...

and separate the darkness
from the light...

but he didn't realize...

the light only
shines in the dark

and sometimes innocence is
just an excuse for the guilty.

Let's go home.

Sisko to Defiant.

Go ahead.

Four to beam up.

Energize.