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Captain's Log,
Stardate 51474.2.

The Defiant has been ordered

to investigate a rare subspace
compression phenomenon

recently discovered
in Federation space.

This scientific assignment
is a welcome change

from months of combat duty
against the Dominion.

Three of my officers
are taking a runabout

into the anomaly's vortex.

The runabout and its crew

will be subjected
to sever spatial distortion,

so we have activated a tractor
beam to minimize the effect.

So, uh... how
small are they?

The miniaturization
process won't begin

until the runabout reaches
the edge of the accretion disk.

I see. And, uh...

then they'll begin to shrink?

Yes, sir.

Major, are you laughing

at our investigation
of this subspace anomaly?

No, sir.

The data collected here could
provide Starfleet with the key

to creating transwarp corridors
through space.

It could give us a substantial
tactical advantage over the Dominion.

Oh, it's very
important research.

What?!

I'm not laughing.

I... just because

we are shrinking three people
to the size of coffee cups--

Smaller, actually.

I do not see what is so
humorous about being small.

Neither do I.

On-screen.

Their visual signal's
degrading, Captain.

We have audio only.

Go ahead, Rubicon.

We're about to
enter the accretion disk.

I wish I were with you, old man.

I'll send you a postcard.

Tell Worf I look forward
to hearing his poem.

I bet it'll be inspiring--

We'll talk again once we've left
the accretion disk and reversed

the effects of the compression.
Rubicon out.

Good luck, Rubicon.

We've lost their signal,
Captain.

Thank you, Ensign.

Mr. Worf.

Poem?

It is an ancient
Klingon tradition

to commemorate an
important event with a poem.

Jadzia asked me to compose one
for this occasion.

Well, what have you got so far?

They've penetrated
the accretion disk.

Now, is it my imagination

or did the kid
just cover for him?

This could be the beginning
of a beautiful friendship.

They are getting smaller.

Even the space

within their subatomic structure
is shrinking.

I wonder what it feels like.

I don't feel any smaller.

Well, believe it or not

you're about a meter tall
and shrinking fast.

In a few minutes,

you're going to be half the size
of a combadge.

There's a comforting thought.

The gamma ray flux
is increasing.

We should close
the blast shutters.

Take a last look.

We're on sensors from here on.

You're sure we'll return
to our normal size

once we clear the anomaly?

The probes did.

You saw the data.

Something wrong?

No, I'm fine.

I'm... just not in love
with the idea of being small.

What are you smirking at?

You're as small as I am.

Actually, you're sitting

1.14 meters closer
to the focal point

of the anomaly,
which means you've shrunk

.04 percent more than I have.

What was that?

The tractor beam is fluctuating.

Something's wrong.

The Jem'Hadar are coming around
for another pass!

Radiation from the vortex must
have masked their warp signature.

Return fire, Mr. Worf.

Ensign, pull the Rubicon
out of there.

Phasers are off-line.

We're a sitting duck as long as
we're tethered to the runabout.

I'm not going to leave them
in there if I can help it.

Mr. Worf, go down
to Auxiliary Control

and target the phasers manually.

- Aye, sir.
- I'm losing the Rubicon, sir.

If we're going to get out of
here I need warp power now!

I'm on it.

Report.

Shield generators and impulse
engines are off-line, sir.

Warp engines, too.

Surrender,
or you will all be killed.

Chief, you okay?

I think so.

Julian?

I'm fine, but you're not.

Oh, that's better.

That was the easy part.

Well, the good news
is we're alive, so we

must have escaped the anomaly.

The bad news
is the external sensors

and the com system are down.

I can patch around most of
the damage, but it'll take time.

Better add the blast
shutters to your list.

I can't get them open.

There you go.
Good as new.

Oh, you don't suppose
that thing'll work

on our communications system?

I'm picking up the Defiant's
transponder signal.

We can home in on that.

Going to one-quarter impulse.

Chief, either
open these shutters

or give me external sensors --

whichever's quicker.

I need to see where we're going.

The bridge is secure.

Tactical report.

The bridge officers are
confined in the mess hall --

other survivors
in the cargo bay.

We will have impulse power
back on line in 30 minutes,

but it will take several hours
to restore warp capability.

It must be gratifying
for an Elder

to end his career
with a victory.

I feel privileged
to be here with you

at such a moment.

There is still much to do
before we declare victory.

Until we leave Federation space,
we are vulnerable to--

I am First,

and I have declared victory.

That is, of course,
your prerogative.

Open a channel to the Vorta.

Yes, First.

We have the boarding party.

Ah, First. Your report?

The Defiant is ours.

Good. Very, very good.

I must admit, I was
initially quite skeptical

about you and the other new
Jem'Hadar bred in this Quadrant,

but this is a most
impressive debut.

Wouldn't you agree, Elder?

The takeover of the ship
was competently executed.

Do I detect a note of jealousy
in your voice?

I'm sure it must be difficult

for you to watch
a new race of Jem'Hadar

beginning to supplant you
and the other members

of the old guard.

I serve the Founders.

If it is their will
to create a new race,

then that is
the order of things.

But...?

But the Jem'Hadar bred
here in the Alpha Quadrant

have not proven
themselves superior

to those in the Gamma Quadrant --

at least not yet.

Not yet?

It is the Alphas
who made this victory possible.

If it were not for us,
you would never--

You two can argue about this
on your own time.

First, how long
until you restore warp power?

I will make a complete
survey of the ship

and give you a report
in one hour.

Very well.

I await your report.

Bring me Captain Sisko.

I would suggest
that his execution can wait

until we have completed repairs
to the ship.

I'm not going to execute him.

Are you about to question
my order, Second?

No.

Obedience brings victory.

And victory is life.

Find the ship's transponder
and shut it down.

I don't want anyone tracking us.

Yes, First.

And get these chairs
off the bridge.

Thanks.
That's enough.

I should have foreseen this.

I should have sent out
reconnaissance probes

to scan for enemy ships,

or a shuttle,

or recalibrated the sensors.
If I had, Jadzi--

None of that would
have done any good.

The Jem'Hadar approached us
from the anterior angle of the anomaly.

Their warp...
signature...

He's just trying
to tell you that--

I do not need him
to tell me anything.

Everybody settle.

First of all, we don't know
what happened to the Rubicon.

For all we know, they got
out of the anomaly on their own.

If they did,
they're headed home,

and in much better
shape than we are.

So let's hold off on analyzing
our mistakes for now.

If they restore warp power,
we'll be analyzing them

from inside a
Dominion prison camp.

Restoring warp power...

might not be so simple for them.

It took us a week just to learn
how to pilot one of their ships.

We might have a chance
to retake the Defiant,

but we can't do anything

unless we can get
out of this room.

Suggestions?

Captain Sisko...

come with me.

Everybody sit tight.

I'll be back.

We've lost the Defiant's
transponder signal.

Coming to a full stop.

The problem isn't at this end.

They must have
stopped transmitting.

I can't keep
flying blind, Chief.

Try the shutters.

Nice work.

Ask and ye shall receive.

What the hell is that?

Some kind of wall?

In the middle of nowhere?

Wait a minute.
There's a symbol up there.

It looks like
a large black circle.

Anything else?

Hold on.

Chief...

you're not going to like this.

I thought you said we'd return to our
normal size once we left the anomaly.

We should have.

We didn't leave the anomaly by
the same path by which we entered it.

So the process failed
to reverse itself.

Are you telling me
I'm going to be

this bloody tall
for the rest of my life?

This bloody tall, actually.

But don't worry --

all we have to do
to regain our original size

is re-enter the anomaly and follow
our original trajectory back out.

In theory.

In theory.

Well, I'll tell you
what isn't a theory.

We're going to need
the Defiant's help

to re-enter the anomaly.

With communications out,
how do we get their attention?

Fly up to a window and knock?

Wait.

If we're... this big?

That means the Rubicon
is what, this big?

More or less.

And the Defiant's aft
plasma vent is...

this big?

Are you suggesting
that we take the Rubicon

inside the Defiant?

Well, why not?

Getting past the anti-back flow
valve might be tricky,

but once we're inside, we've
a better chance of attracting

someone's attention than
we do sitting out here.

I love it. Let's go.

The engineering team reports
that we can start

the impulse engines
in 12 minutes.

Good.

Captain Benjamin Sisko...

the one the Bajorans
call "the Emissary."

I am First Kudak'Etan.

In a strange way,
you are the reason I exist.

If you had not
eliminated our fleet

in the wormhole,
there would have been no need

to breed Alpha Quadrant
Jem'Hadar.

You didn't bring me
here to say thank you.

No. The impulse
engine sustained

only minor damage in our attack,

but the warp drive
was severely damaged.

I will need your technical
expertise in order to repair it.

Bring Captain Sisko
to the Engine Room

so he may begin
necessary repairs.

It's a mistake.

Giving him access
to the Engine Room

will only give him
an opportunity

to retake the ship.

In fact, he's working on a plan
at this very moment.

I was not aware

that telepathy was
a Gamma characteristic.

I know what he's thinking
because it's exactly

what I would be doing
in his position.

You should kill him now
before he has a chance

to put his plan into motion.

You are the Second.

I am the First.

Do not presume to tell me
what to do.

I'm glad the two of you
worked that out.

Now, what makes you think
I'm going to help you?

Your choice is to repair
the warp drive,

or watch me execute
your crew one at a time.

Have Sixth Duran'Adar

select one of the prisoners
for execution

and bring him to the Bridge.

I can't do this job alone.

I'm going to need
some of my crew.

How many?

I strongly suggest
you refuse this request.

You have the weapons.

Are you afraid you can't handle
a few unarmed prisoners?

I won't be baited
by a prisoner...

and neither should you.

Okay, I'm in no hurry

to reach a Dominion prison camp.

If you want me to teach your men

how to repair a warp drive,
that's fine with me.

We'll begin with primary command
and control systems.

That should take
about six hours --

then we will move up
to basic engineering theory

for a class-7 warp drive.

- Then--
- Enough!

You may have the other three
Bridge officers,

but that is all.

And I'm not interested in any
more of your "suggestions."

Now take him to the Engine Room.

Where are we, Chief?

We've just about reached

the bipolar flow junction,
I think.

You think?

Well, I'm not used to seeing
things from this perspective.

Once we reach the flow junction,

we should be able to go up

into the secondary warp
plasma feed,

and then exit
by the diagnostic panel.

This conduit's filthy, Chief.

Don't you ever clean up in here?

All right, all right. Let's
not badger the Chief.

Thank you.

I'm sorry.
It was very small of me.

Whatever it is
you're planning, don't.

I'll be watching you,

and at the first sign
of treachery,

I will kill
all your bridge officers.

I'm a prisoner.
I have no intention--

The First may be a fool,
but I am not.

Then it is a pity for you
that you are not the First.

I was...

until two days ago.

If we had captured you
while I was in command,

we wouldn't be having
this conversation.

Deck Two, Section Five.

What happened?

He is an Alpha.

I am a Gamma.

His DNA
and psychological profile

are specifically designed
for combat in this Quadrant.

The Founders believe
that makes him a better leader.

What do you believe?

I believe I've given you
enough information already.

We have restored impulse power
and the warp drive

will be operational
in five hours.

Excellent. It's good to see
my faith in you

has not been misplaced.

The Founders will be pleased.

If you require
no more assistance,

I will resume
our mission to Coridan.

Let's hope the Federation's
dilithium miners

will be as surprised to see us
as the Defiant's crew was.

Victory is life.

Indeed.

Set course for the nearest
Dominion outpost.

Engage impulse engines.

- Uh-oh.
- What is it?

The magnetic plasma
guides are heating up.

They must have initiated
the impulse prestart sequence.

What does that mean then?

It means this entire conduit

is about to be filled
with superheated plasma.

When you say "superheated"...

If I can't find
another way out of here,

we'll be vaporized.

- Is that clear?
- Crystal.

There's a distribution
manifold coming up.

Take the left conduit.

Then make a quick right
into the relays.

Left... then right.

I hope you know
where you're going, Chief.

So do I.

Through the relays.

There's an inspection
hatch coming up

on the right.

If we can figure out a way
to open the ha--

We're out of time.

What about the hatch?

We'll have to open it
the old-fashioned way.

Let's not do that again.

No promises.

So where are we, Chief?

We should be in the Engine Room

near the warp core.

Right.

There's the core.

Looks like the warp
drive is off-line.

Quite a mess.
I wonder what happened.

I will
verify the settings myself.

What are you doing?

Realigning the dilithium
articulation frame.

Instruct him on how to
complete the realignment.

It'll take longer
to explain than just to--

Then explain it quickly.

Give him the tool.

All right.

Start by decoupling
the lateral microbrace.

That's not good.

Chief, I need visual sensors

as fast as you can
get them to me.

Right. Julian, give me
a hand down here.

Okay, you should have
visual sensors now.

The com system's back on line.

They're forcing our
crew to repair the warp drive.

Why's the
Captain going along with this?

Good question.

But if I know Benjamin,
he's up to something.

Can you give me a tight shot
on the operations display?

I think so.

Do you see what I see?

Hmm. Very clever.

Oh, the problem is
it's never going to work.

The Bridge control lockouts.

The security codes are hardwired

through
the encryption circuitry.

Will someone please let
me in on this conversation?

The Captain's trying to take
control of the ship from Engineering.

Kira is the only one actually
working on the warp drive,

but it doesn't look like she's
in any hurry to get it done.

I think Worf's
trying to cover their tracks.

It looks like he's sending
false signals

to the computer system.

Nog is the key.

He's trying to override
the Bridge control lockout

so he can release
the command codes.

If he can do that

the Captain can control
the entire ship

from the operations console.

Nog's a smart kid,
but it's going to take him weeks

to release the codes from here.

Can we do anything to help him?

Not from Engineering.

If we could get to the Bridge,

we could release the codes
from there.

How?

Wait a minute.
One thing at a time.

First, we need to get out of the
Engine Room without getting caught.

Why is the Klingon working on
the plasma displace subsystem?

Because I told him to.

That system has nothing to
do with warp drive operation.

Maybe not on Dominion ships,

but I'll need to use the display

to monitor warp
plasma stability.

Pardon me.

Seventh, power
up the magneto-impellers

and advance the field coils.

Call out every five teslas
until I tell you to stop.

Yes, Major.

Easy does it.

We don't want
to burn out the inducers.

Now what?

Now we wait until someone
walks out that door.

- Sixth!
- Yes, Second.

Relieve the Klingon.

Take over the repair
of the display subsystem.

Immediately, Second!

Give the Klingon another task.

Why?

Because I said so.

Why is the warp drive
not on line yet?

He's stalling.

"Stalling"?

Your Second is the one
who's slowing down the work.

He countermands my orders,

arbitrarily reassigns my crew.

I can't get any work
done in here!

You were told to watch them,
not to interfere with them.

You're playing
right into his hands.

Don't you see that?

Captain Sisko...

you have 30 minutes
to restore warp power

or I will kill... her

and another of your crew
every 15 minutes until you do.

And you, Second, will no longer
interfere with their work.

Get ready.

When he activates the
door sensor, we'll...

Nice bit of piloting.

If you liked that you're going
to love what's coming up next.

- Any luck, Ensign?
- Not yet, sir.

The system is always
three steps ahead of me.

Every time I get past
the primary security net,

the secondary
always kicks me back out

and the codes are all reset,

and I have to start
all over again.

Ah... Like that.

Do you have a backup plan
in case this doesn't work?

Yes. I'll
destroy the ship.

There are still a few
algorithms I haven't tried yet.

Thanks.

All right, I'm ready to connect
the deuterium injector.

Go to the plasma relay
and power it up--

but slowly,
just like I showed you.

I'm about ten minutes away
from initiating

the prestart sequence
in the warp drive.

How's Nog doing?

Not good. You'll have
to find another problem.

Too fast!

Reinitialize the system
and start again,

but do it at about half
the speed this time.

Well, he's not stupid.

He's already got the entire
command and control system

committed to memory.

I can't keep him fooled forever.

In a battle of wits
between you and him,

I'll bet on you every time.

Hmm. What kind of odds
are you giving?

First?

I've realigned
the targeting sensors.

There were errors
in the tracking subroutines.

You were not ordered
to check the targeting sensors.

Well, I thought it
a wise precaution

in case we encountered
an enemy ship on our way home.

Your initiative pleases me.

It's a trait
that the Gammas lack.

Well, the Gammas
have many flaws.

When we return
from this mission,

there will be need
for a new Second.

I will recommend
you to the Vorta.

You will not be disappointed.

I'm sure that I won't.

It'll be Alphas like us

that determine the
future of this Quadrant.

That will be the
new order of things.

Looks like we need another
ticket into the Bridge.

So how long do we wait
for someone to open the door?

We don't.

I cannot access
the auto-destruct system

without drawing attention.

Plant a computer virus
in the warp plasma subprocessor.

Set it to cause a core breach

once the ship reaches warp 1.

Understood.

Don't hit it too hard.

It could shatter
the control panel.

Don't worry.
I have a light touch.

Not according to Worf.

What?

Well, we certainly can't release

the control lock while the
First has his hand on it.

Can we bypass it?

Well, I suppose I could reroute

the encryption
subprocessors manually.

But...?

But I'd have to leave
the ship to do it.

And I have to say, I'm
not fond of the idea.

I can think of a thousand ways

a one-centimeter man
could get fried

walking around inside
a circuit housing.

Relax, Miles.

You wouldn't be able to go
out there even if you wanted to.

You wouldn't be able to breathe.

The oxygen molecules outside

are almost 2,000 times
larger than anything

your hemoglobin
could assimilate.

You'd suffocate.

Well.

That takes care of that idea.

Unless--

Circuit housings are airtight.

I could beam a bubble
of compressed air

ahead of you, and it would
expand to fill the housing.

Well, it should work.

I mean, the air
would be thin, but, uh...

you'd be able to breathe
for about 20 minutes.

And then?

You'd pass out.

We'd pass out.

You're coming with me.

This might take
longer than I thought.

All right.

If we beamed in
to the primary safeties junction

we should see a cluster
of heuristic subprocessors...

next to a rectilinear
expansion module.

The question is:

What does a rectilinear
expansion module look like

when you're one centimeter tall?

What?

I haven't the faintest idea...

but it's amazing.

It's like we're in the middle
of an optronic forest.

Looks like we need to go...

Julian, stop!

That chip behind you

is carrying 20 microamps

of electric current.

Now that's not very much--

But it's enough to fry
every synapse in my tiny body.

Thanks for the tip.

All right, stay right behind me.

And don't touch anything
without asking.

Believe me, I won't.

The white.

It is time.

How's it coming, Chief?

We're making progress.

Aren't we, Chief?

I'm still trying to locate
the security protocol interlink.

It shouldn't take much longer.

Well, the sooner the better.

Things are getting
a little crowded up here.

We pledge our loyalties
to the Founders--

We're all Alphas here.

Our loyalty is demonstrated
by our actions, not our words.

All right.

Now...

Miles...

we're lost, aren't we?

Yes, we're lost.

I can draw these
circuits in my sleep.

I've just...
never seen them

from this perspective.

Disorientation --

it's one of the
effects of hypoxia --

lack of oxygen.

Need to focus on a landmark.

There.

That large isolinear chip --

number 58966 stroke delta.

What is it?

Julian, there are
two dozen 66/deltas

in the asymmetric
encryption circuits alone.

All right, then
what-- what's this

here at its base?

Well, that's a four-way
interlink shunt.

So... that would mean
that this chip is...?

I don't know!

I told you that they
all look the same to me.

- All right, don't look at it.
- What?!

Close your eyes.

Use your memory.

Okay. There's a four-way
shunt at the base

of a 58966 stroke delta
isolinear chip...

which is where?

The only four-way
shunt near a 66/delta

is at the base...

of the master
differential relay.

That's got to be it.

So the interlink we want
has to be...?

That way.

We've got trouble.

They're cross-checking
the diagnostic protocols.

Has Nog made any progress?

Not yet.

It's stuck.

Which one?

That one.

No, no, no.

That one.

You sure?

Oh...

Again.

Julian.

Rub-Rubicon...

m-mission complete.

Oh, I am good.

Come with me.

All of you,
step away from the consoles!

Right now!

Captain, I did it.

I don't know how, but I
released the command codes.

Well done.

What we need now is a diversion
before they go to warp.

Silence!

All the Defiant's
command functions

have been transferred
to Engineering...

but nothing's happening.

Well, maybe the Captain
doesn't realize

he has control of the ship yet.

Or maybe he's in trouble.

The First was called to the
Engine Room a few minutes ago.

How long has the warp drive
been repaired?

At least one hour...
maybe longer.

And they managed
to conceal it from you?

You ordered me not
to interfere with them.

I also told you
to watch them carefully.

If we had assigned Jem'Hadar

to do the repair, as I said--

I am not interested
in your excuses.

Bring the warp drive on line.

Wait.

Before we activate
the warp drive,

we should check
the entire system

for possible sabotage.

That would take hours --
every minute we spend

in Federation space exposes
us to detection and attack,

and I would hate
for your last mission

to end in failure, Elder.

Do it.

And when you have sufficient
engine power available,

bring us to warp 4.

At least we're going
to take them with us.

Secure these four

with the other prisoners.

- Dax, upper rail.
- I've got him.

This guy is really starting
to get on my nerves.

- I have torpedo lock.
- Fire!

I'm flooding
all the compartments

except the Engine Room
with anesthezine gas.

Major, get that virus
out of the computer

before someone on the Bridge
engages the warp drive.

Aye, sir.

He should have listened
to you and killed me

when he had the chance.

He was a First.

They don't need... to...

listen.

Obedience brings

victory, and victory is...

Mr. Worf, I think
your wife is here.

Captain's Log, supplemental.

After completing repairs,

we were able to return
to the anomaly

and successfully restore
our runabout and its crew

to their normal size.

The surviving Jem'Hadar

have been transferred
to a Federation P.O.W. camp.

Is that your poem?

Yes.

Bloodwine.

Can I hear it?

It is not finished yet.

Oh, please?
Just the first line?

All right.

But it is my first poem.

I understand.

And I have worked very long
and very hard on this.

I know.

I do not wish to be ridiculed.

I promise.

Very well.

"This is the story

of the little ship
that took a little trip."

What do you think?

It's, uh...

Well, it rhymes.

There's nothing on this padd.

We were just
minding our own business

when suddenly, right
there in front of us

was this immense Jem'Hadar.

He looked as tall
as a Seltan carnosaur.

We were so close,

you could see the veins
in his eyeballs throbbing.

We swung around

and ducked behind
the operations console.

I knew we had to get
our sensors back on line

if we were going to be of any
help to the Captain and the others.

So I said to Julian...

Is there something wrong?

Are you sure you've returned
to your normal size?

Of course.

Why?

Well, you both appear to be

a couple of centimeters shorter

than you were
the last time I saw you.

A changeling notices
that sort of thing.

I didn't want to say anything,

but you do look a little...

on the petite side.

Infirmary.

And they say you don't
have a sense of humor.