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I've never seen anything like that.

Hmm?

I've never seen anything like that.

The woman?

She was dead.

The tricorder clearly showed...

Ah, yes, well, tricorders...

very accurate with live people

not so accurate with dead ones.

We learned that first year medical school.

Well, I was very impressed, Doctor.

Hmm, and well you should have been.

I impressed myself on that one, actually.

I can't imagine what other doctor

would even consider examining the scapular nodes

for parasitic infection.

I just seem to have a talent, I suppose.

A vision that sees past the obvious, around the mundane

right to the target.

Fate has granted me a gift, Major.

A gift to be a healer.

I feel privileged to be in your presence.

Oh, glad to have you along.

Did anyone ever tell you that you're?

Priority one broadband distress signal.

Kobliad Transport Ship Reyab to any ship.

Our central power linkage has exploded.

We're losing life-support.

Please respond.

Just picking it up on long-range sensors.

Bearing 347 mark 08.

I'm reading massive energy leakage.

Its aft structural integrity field is failing.

This is the Federation Ship Rio Grande.

We're on our way.

O2 pressure is dropping rapidly.

Toxic gas levels are rising.

We've got no more than ten minutes'

breathing time left in here.

Automatic fire suppression must be off-line.

I'll check the central power linkage.

Relax.

I'm a doctor.

What happened?

You lost consciousness.

Now listen, is there anyone else aboard your ship?

We've got to evacuate it.

The pilot is dead.

I'm reading another life-form.

No, don't open that.

It's sealed.

The prisoner I was transporting...

he started the fire to escape.

He's dying.

Where is the manual override?

No!

Stop.

Don't!

Wait.

Don't go in there.

He's dangerous.

I assure you, in this condition, he's of no threat to anyone.

Power linkages are completely shot.

Maneuvering subsystems are out.

I've managed to stabilize the structural integrity field

but I don't know how long it's going to last.

We'll have to tow it in.

His synaptic field is dissipating.

I can't get a neural reading.

I have to get him to the emergency unit

on the runabout.

Computer, four to transport.

Make...

me...

live.

This one, I can't bring back.

Where am I?

You're on Station DS9.

I'm Dr. Julian Bashir.

Ty Kajada.

Kobliad Security.

DS9...

but that's where he was going.

Where is he?

Where is Vantika?

Your prisoner?

He's dead.

You're certain?

Yes. You were the only survivor.

Where is his body?

I have it in stasis.

I want to see it.

When you're feeling stronger.

Now.

Preliminary examinations indicated

the subject died of a massive respiratory failure

brought on by the pulmonary trauma

suffered during the fire.

Are you sure it's the same body?

Quite certain.

It's been sealed in here ever since our arrival.

Have you run a retinal imaging scan?

What for?

To confirm that there is no residual activity

in the visual cortex.

Miss Kajada, I assure you, he is dead.

He's faked his death more times than I can tell you.

And the last time someone thought he was dead

they didn't live to regret the mistake.

He was a murderer?

That description doesn't begin to do justice

to the horrors he's responsible for on my world.

He's quite brilliant, in his own way.

A man of science, who killed others

to prolong his own life.

I've tracked him for 20 years.

Please perform an autopsy.

I want his identity confirmed with a DNA reference scan.

Uh... of course.

And have someone scan my ship.

I want to make sure

there are no anomalous life-forms on board.

Are you sure that's necessary?

Very sure.

Iced raktajino, extra cream.

Thank you, Quark.

At your service, day or night.

Thanks.

Poor woman.

She's obviously infatuated with me.

You're deluding yourself.

There's nothing wrong with a good delusion.

I sell them upstairs to dozens of people every day.

Besides, there is something in her eyes

when she looks at me.

Mmm.

An allergic reaction, no doubt.

I think she's lonely.

Dax? She has ten lifetimes' worth of friends to call on

before she calls you.

And every man on the station

would like to be buying her a raktajino.

Ah, but I'm the one with the raktajino machine.

She seems to prefer spending most of her time alone

which I understand perfectly.

Then that must make her the perfect woman for you.

I wouldn't intrude on her privacy as some would.

You're pathetic.

You think everyone in the galaxy

should be as lonely and as miserable as you are.

As hard as it may be

for you to understand, some of us like company.

The sound of a friendly voice.

The sight of a familiar face.

The feel of smooth, pliant flesh.

Why do you bother?

It's good to want things.

Even things you can't have?

Especially things I can't have.

Like the deuridium shipment?

Deuridium shipment?

Is there a deuridium shipment coming here?

I'm watching you, Quark.

And I'm watching you, Jadzia.

Interesting technique.

Do you always get ready for an important operation

by leaking word about it to the local black market?

How I handle my business is none of your concern.

I'm afraid that it is.

Lieutenant George Primmin, Starfleet Security.

And if you don't mind, I would like to talk to you

about the deuridium shipment from the Gamma Quadrant.

There's nothing to discuss.

Security is already in place.

I would appreciate it if we could go over it anyhow.

It took me three weeks to get here

and I'd hate to think it was for nothing.

If you insist.

Meet me in my office at 1700 hours.

The autopsy revealed nothing out of the ordinary.

Fingerprints, cerebral cortex scans

retinal patterns all matched up perfectly

with the records Kajada provided.

Vantika may have faked his death before

but I don't think he's faking this time.

Why was he coming here?

Well, they're Kobliad.

The deuridium.

I'm sorry?

The Kobliad are a dying race.

They need deuridium to stabilize their cell structure.

It prolongs their life-span.

The Federation's been working to supply them with deuridium

but even the new deposits from the Gamma Quadrant

aren't enough to service the whole population.

It's so scarce

that some of the Kobliad have gone underground to get it.

So, he was coming here to hijack a shipment?

Exactly.

Is Kajada satisfied with your autopsy?

I don't think anything is going to convince her

he's dead, Commander.

Vantika has been the focus of Kajada's attention

for most of her adult life.

In a way, they were as intimately connected

as any two beings could be.

Let's do her the courtesy of granting her requests

as long as they're not too far out of line.

A quick sweep of her ship is not too much to ask.

I'm more concerned

that Vantika might have had help here

waiting to hijack the shipment.

Ah, Mr. Primmin. Good. In my office.

I want to brief you

on a security issue that's arisen.

I'll get Odo up here.

Uh, that's okay, Major.

I'll fill him in later on anything he needs to know.

How are you getting on with the Constable, Lieutenant?

I'm sure he's very good at keeping order

down there on the Promenade.

But?

Frankly, isn't the security of a deuridium shipment

a little over his head?

I mean, he was chatting about it in the bar

with that Ferengi, Quark.

If I could overhear it, so could half a dozen others.

It's hard to keep a secret

in a place like this, Lieutenant.

It's not a starship.

I understand that.

I'm sure almost everyone knows about the shipment by now.

Odo was probably making sure

that Quark knows we know he knows.

It's not the way they taught us at the Academy, is it, sir?

If you want my opinion...

Actually, I don't.

You and I are guests of the Bajorans, Lieutenant.

You don't have to forget what you learned at the Academy

you just don't throw it in anyone's face here.

If you're really smart, you might even learn

a few new things about station security from our Constable.

Clear?

Very clear, sir.

Now, regarding the shipment.

We've been made aware of a possible Kobliad plot

to hijack the deuridium.

You and Odo ought to have a talk with Kajada

the Kobliad Security Officer who arrived yesterday.

Um, before we get started, I want to apologize

for us getting off on the wrong foot.

Think nothing of it.

Listen, I know this is your bailiwick.

I don't mean to be throwing my weight around.

No hard feelings.

None at all.

Just because I'm from Starfleet Security

doesn't mean I don't respect your opinion.

How about showing me what you got

and I'll see if there's anything we can work with?

Lieutenant, you're welcome to see my plans

but I assure you, I've taken every precaution

regarding the shipment.

However, if you have any suggestions

I'd be happy to hear them.

What?!

Odo to Ops.

Go ahead.

Major, are we having some sort of computer problem?

Everything in active memory has been accessed and purged.

That's impossible.

Oh, it's possible.

Vantika did the exact same thing on Rigel VII.

I know Vantika.

I've learned to think as he thinks.

Kajada, our best evidence suggests

Vantika stopped thinking two days ago.

He's alive

and he's on board this station.

And his first thought when he came on board

was to plan a way to access your security files

on the deuridium shipment, which is exactly what he's done.

Even if he was alive, it doesn't make sense

that he would purge an entire computer memory

to go after a single file.

It makes perfect sense.

Try to access the single file

and you'd be stopped

by a dozen different lock-outs

that I put in to protect it.

But you would never consider locking out

the active memory of your entire system.

It would make it impossible to use the computers at all.

So that's where you're vulnerable.

But how would he gain access?

In the past, he's used a subspace shunt.

It would be attached to a secondary system

something that runs throughout the entire facility

but isn't covered by security.

The lighting controls.

Or the replicators.

I'm showing an unauthorized tap into the computer system.

A temperature control panel, level 21, section 10.

- Security to level... - Security...

To L-21, S-10.

We're looking for a subspace crossover link

to the computer system.

Acknowledged.

Tell them to be careful.

Vantika undoubtedly equipped the shunt

with an auto-destruct system.

You know that for certain, without having to check?

I know Vantika.

Miss Kajada, I must admit

I'm having a tough time with your theory.

Then you're making a fatal mistake.

Three passengers were on your ship.

Two bodies are in our morgue.

Unless the ghost of Vantika is...

Don't patronize me, Commander!

Isn't it more likely that some accomplice did this?

Rao Vantika is obsessed with his own survival.

He's prolonged his life through the use of drugs

cryogenics, transplants.

As a medical supervisor in a high-security penitentiary

he used prisoners

for his illegal experiments in cellular longevity.

He's organized raids on government labs

to steal bio-regenerative research.

I promise you, when he started that fire on board my ship

he had a plan to survive.

I'm not sure what that plan was, but I'm convinced it succeeded.

Doctor, how soon before we get the results of the DNA trace?

I sent it to Starfleet Command yesterday.

They'll have to coordinate with Kobliad Security.

I'd say another 12 hours.

Until then, we will operate under the assumption

that Vantika is alive.

Commander.

May I have a word with you?

What's on your mind?

My resignation.

You're overreacting.

Oh, so you already know about this.

Yes. Lieutenant Primmin mentioned to me...

You asked me to stay in charge of security

when you took command of this station.

I did not ask you.

Constable, no one knows this station like you do.

Oh, yes. I've noticed that.

"Constable." It's very cute.

It's an expression of affection.

I believe Major Kira was the first...

I don't need anyone's affection.

I do need clear jurisdiction

or I am out.

I like you, Odo.

I like to know where a man stands.

There's never been any question of that with you.

I need you here.

No Starfleet officer can do the job you do.

You've got that straight.

But you have to realize that Starfleet

is not going to take command of a station in deep space

without assigning some security to protect its interests.

Understandable.

You're going to have to work with Primmin.

The two of you have to find a way to get along.

Tell him that.

I already have.

Who's in charge?

In joint operations like this one...

you are.

I can live with that arrangement.

What have you got, Dax?

I'm not exactly sure yet.

I finished the sweep of Kajada's ship.

No anomalous readings, but I did notice one odd thing.

What's that?

Someone tried to break into the ship's cargo bay.

Since it's been docked?

Kira confirmed that there was no damage

to the cargo area when they brought it in.

What do you think they were after?

This, maybe.

I found it in Vantika's personal belongings.

What is it?

A map of the humanoid brain.

You call this clean?

I've already found three coins on the floor up here.

Who knows what else there might be.

Somebody may have lost some valuable jewelry

or something.

Fine.

Never mind.

I'll do it myself.

And I'll keep it myself.

Leave!

You just can't find good help anymore.

Have you made the preparations?

Preparations?

What preparations?

The deuridium shipment.

You were to hire mercenaries to help me.

Help you...

but you can't be Vantika.

I told you to expect me at this hour.

Yes, and I contacted

some very reliable soldiers of fortune

in anticipation of your arrival.

But I was told you were dead.

Almost...

but not quite.

You wanted to see me?

Kajada.

I'll be right with you.

There.

Now, remember, next time, lift with your back straight

and use the anti-gravity generator.

I'm sorry. Come in.

I have the DNA scan results.

I thought you might like to see them.

In fact, I tried to call you last night.

But you never responded to the com.

Um, I have a little trouble sleeping.

Last night was particularly bad

so I used an alpha wave inducer to help me.

Oh, you should be careful with those.

They're only meant for occasional use.

The scan results, Doctor.

Oh, yeah.

There wasn't even a trace of diploid variation.

It's definitely not a clone.

Positive identification... Rao Vantika.

They must have overlooked something.

Dax to Bashir.

Yes, Jadzia?

I need some medical advice.

Can you come to my lab?

I'll be right there.

Bashir out.

Every conceivable test has been done, Kajada.

Here's the hypothesis.

The body dies, the consciousness lives on.

In another brain?

Possible?

Well, the closest thing I've encountered

is synaptic pattern displacement

but that's never been done by a non-Vulcan.

I'm convinced Vantika was working on it.

There are over 70 different

computer simulations in his file.

All involve identifying neural energy patterns

and storing them in different areas of the brain.

Well, there's plenty of room.

A humanoid only uses a small portion of the brain.

What if another entity shared the unused portion?

Hypothetically...

Vantika's consciousness could be occupying someone else's brain

while he waits for the deuridium to arrive.

But whose?

Kajada.

They're both Kobliad.

What better place to hide

than in the mind of your worst enemy?

It doesn't make sense.

She's been doing everything she can

to convince us that Vantika is alive.

If Vantika's controlling her

why would he call attention to himself?

We're not suggesting he's controlling her.

This is all theoretical

but to extend the logic, there's no reason to believe

she'd even be aware of his presence.

Like a stowaway on a ship... the pilot's at the helm

but someone else is along for the ride.

Would an examination of Kajada confirm any of this?

We don't know what we're looking for yet.

We still have to identify a method of transfer first.

I could assign some personnel

to maintain continuous surveillance on Kajada.

We're already stretched to the limit

preparing for the shipment.

Why don't I just set the computer

to track her movements and alert us if she goes

near a secured area?

At the very least

she has to be left out of our security plans.

She won't like that.

I'm afraid we have no choice.

What do we tell her?

Nothing. She'll figure it out.

When she does, send her to me.

The computer security codes have been changed.

I've been denied access.

Why?

Because I ordered it.

What kind of fool are you?

My own special variety.

I'm the only one here who has experience with Vantika.

I'm sorry.

I believe it's necessary at this point to restrict access

to the security files to four people:

Myself, Lieutenant Primmin, Major Kira and Commander Sisko.

When is the shipment scheduled to arrive?

I can't give you that information.

What about this Ferengi... Quark?

What about him?

From what I understand

he has his hands into everything around here.

Is he under surveillance?

I always keep an eye on him.

I hope so

because he's exactly the kind

that Vantika would use in his plans.

Everything has been taken care of.

That's what you said about the job on Vener VII.

You should thank me for Vener VII.

You got paid, didn't you?

We almost got killed.

A normal risk in your line of work.

A normal risk when we work for you.

That's for certain.

So, when do we meet this Kobliad?

When he decides it's appropriate.

All right, then, a better question...

when do we get paid?

When the job is completed, of course.

Not acceptable.

We'll require an advance payment of 70%.

Durg, wake up.

This is Quark you're talking to, remember?

All past debts have been settled.

They'll never be settled.

You'd still be rotting in a Cardassian jail

if I hadn't...

Can you speak?

Pushed.

Vantika.

I can't keep her conscious any longer, Commander.

If she moves too much

she could suffer permanent paralysis.

Did you see anybody behind her?

I just heard the scream and looked up.

She fell from the balcony.

What was she doing up there, anyway?

She had an odd feeling you might be

helping someone hijack this deuridium shipment.

I resent the inference.

It's not an inference.

It's a definite suspicion.

Was anyone else in the bar?

Anyone else?

At the time of the accident.

No, just me.

Just tidying up

which, if you'll excuse me, I really must finish.

Not so fast, Quark.

I want to take a look at that third floor

before you get rid of all the evidence.

Be my guest

but I'm telling you, she was alone up there.

And she had no business invading the privacy

of a law-abiding member of the community.

What do you think, Doctor?

Could this have been a suicide attempt?

Well, I haven't noticed any indication

of suicidal behavior, but then, who knows

what the effect of sharing one's brain might be.

I'd still like some confirmation of that.

I'll have to tend to her injuries

before I conduct any brain scan.

But until we find

the transfer method Vantika used

I'm not even sure what to look for.

Computer, location of Lieutenant Dax.

Lieutenant Dax is in the stasis room.

Find something under his fingernails?

Not yet.

What are you looking for?

Confirmation of a theory, I hope.

I've been asking myself

why would anyone induct a bioelectrical charge

into a glial cell?

A question I have always wondered about.

Well, it might make sense

if you wanted to send a bio-coded message

along the glial cells of someone's nervous system

all the way to the brain.

My guess is

that's what Vantika was trying to do.

Using his fingernails?

Frankly, I can't think of another way

he could have delivered the bio-coded message.

He must have used a very weak electrical charge

or the sensors on Kajada's ship would have detected it.

Ideally, he would have injected

the bio-coded message directly into his victim's skin

but there were no hyposprays or needles

anywhere on the ship.

A microscopic generator.

You're suggesting he stored his consciousness

in that thing?

His neural patterns encoded as bioelectrical pulses.

He could have placed that device under his nail months ago

just in case he needed an escape route in an emergency...

his last resort before death.

Will this show up in Kajada?

Now that we know what we're looking for

we should be able to confirm it with a glial scan.

Do it as soon as Bashir stabilizes her.

Nice work.

Confirm that each distribution amplifier

is at 100% efficiency.

If there's more than a.03% fall-off

replace it.

And that won't mean a thing

if the power waveguide outlets fail.

Double-check them.

You better make this the last check.

We've only got an hour.

Where's Primmin?

I thought he was with you.

I sent him to help you make

the final security sweep of the docking area.

He has not been here all morning.

I won't be going with you.

I'm simply a middleman, a facilitator.

A profit monger.

And proud of it.

How did you get your hands on a Federation runabout, Quark?

I can't take credit for that.

Your employer has somehow managed

to arrange security access.

When do we meet this employer?

His message said he'd be waiting for us on board.

Uh...

uh, I'm terribly sorry.

We seem to have made a wrong turn.

We-we didn't mean to disturb you

Doctor.

Not at all, gentlemen.

I've been expecting you.

Julian?

Computer, location of Dr. Bashir.

Dr. Bashir is in the Infirmary.

What the hell are you doing in there?

I told you to sweep the docking bay again.

I took a cue from you.

From me?

You understood the logic of Vantika's MO

when he downloaded the computer memory...

avoid the single file, attack the system.

I'm not following.

Vantika has to know that all of our security efforts

will be focused on the docking ring.

And?

I figured, if he holds true to form

that's not where he'll try to hurt us.

So I ran a diagnostic on all the systems

that could shut down our whole defense array.

I've already done that twice today.

I know. I didn't find anything, either.

But then I went to the backup systems

and I found a glitch there I couldn't explain.

And I tracked it back to the waste reclamation system

where nobody would ever think to look

because it's considered nonessential.

And I found this.

Another subspace crossover shunt

just like the one Vantika used

when he tapped into the computer.

And it's set to feed back

into the primary command and control functions.

This would have shut us down for close to an hour.

Long enough for him to grab that freighter

and warp it to who knows where.

Yes, Major?

The Norkova's just come through the wormhole.

Requesting permission to dock.

Let's go to a Security Alert Yellow.

What bay do you have assigned in the plan?

Number Eight.

Odo...

maintain a visible contingent of security at Bay Eight.

But I'm sending the Norkova to the second backup.

Bay 12.

I'll send additional forces to 12.

Commander, your Lieutenant Primmin there

just saved us all a lot of problems.

Another subspace crossover that would have crippled us

long enough for them to escape with your deuridium.

Odo, did you deploy a runabout

to escort the Norkova?

No.

Then how come the Rio Grande's going out to meet it?

On screen.

Benjamin, Julian's missing.

Missing?

His combadge was in the infirmary.

I can't find him anywhere.

Computer, who authorized access

to the Runabout Rio Grande?

Authorization: Access code 4-1-2-1.

Dr. Julian Bashir.

It's safe.

Shields up.

Done.

Secure the rest of the ship.

Be sure to account for all 12 members of the crew.

If they resist, kill them.

Enter the new course.

Aye.

The station has locked a tractor beam on us.

But that's not possible.

They should be shut down by now.

Well, they're not.

They're hailing us.

Hailing... us?

Engage engines, full impulse.

We're not going anywhere with a tractor beam on us.

Do it!

Full impulse engaged.

The tractor beam is holding.

But they won't be able to pull us in.

We can't just sit here and wait.

What do you intend to do?

Open a channel.

I'm Benjamin Sisko, Commander of DS9.

Rao Vantika is my name.

But I assume you know that already.

I want to talk to Dr. Bashir.

Unfortunately, he's not available at the moment.

Is he all right?

His body is... how do you humans say it?

Fit as a fiddle.

Looks rather good on me, don't you think?

What have you done to his mind, Vantika?

It was necessary to render him unconscious for the time being.

However, I might consider

leaving his body and returning him to you.

But first, you must release

your tractor beam.

I can't do that.

If you don't, I'll take this vessel to warp.

The tractor beam would rip apart your ship.

And you and everybody on board would be killed.

Exactly.

So if you care at all about the welfare of your doctor

you will release your hold on us.

You have one minute to decide.

Can we get a transporter lock on him?

Negative. Their shields are up.

Suggestions?

A small ship like a runabout

might be able to get close enough

to overload their shield generators

with directed phaser fire.

We used to do it to Cardassian freighters all the time.

But you'd be risking a hull breach

and with all the deuridium on board...

He's right.

We can't risk releasing deuridium into the system.

Every populated area would have to be evacuated.

Dax, is there any way to disrupt

Vantika's control over Bashir?

I have an exact model

of Vantika's neural energy patterns.

If I can design an electromagnetic pulse

to disrupt those patterns

Julian might emerge.

We still need a way to get it there.

Could we run it along the tractor beam

at the same frequency

as their shields?

The pulse would resonate off the shields

and create a reflected EM field inside the ship.

He's hailing us.

I need some time.

I'll give you as much as I can. On screen.

Have you decided?

If I permit you to leave

what guarantee do I have that you'll return Dr. Bashir?

Oh, you're far too ready to capitulate, Commander.

Would you be planning a rescue attempt, perhaps?

I'm only interested in the safety of my doctor.

You insult my intelligence.

Prepare to go to warp.

You've gone to great lengths to survive, Vantika.

I don't think you're ready to kill yourself.

And I don't think you are ready

to risk spreading deuridium all over this system.

Ready to engage warp engines.

You must be crazy!

I want no part of this!

No more middlemen, Sisko.

No more delays.

What's it to be?

All right.

We're prepared to release the tractor beam.

Dax?

Ready.

Do it!

Dr. Bashir!

Answer me.

Bashir!

Yes?

What?

Doctor, lower the shields!

What?

What... what shields?

Where am I?

I'll explain later.

Lower the shields now!

The shields are down.

Get him out of there!

Energizing.

It's okay.

It's...

me.

I've programmed this transporter

to isolate any glial cells with Vantika's neural patterns...

and to beam them from Julian

into this micro-containment field.

Once they're out, he should be back to normal.

I'm only reading human neural patterns.

He's clear.

Oh, I have the worst headache.

Dr. Bashir, I'm so sorry for all of this.

Well, I suppose we should have listened to you

when you said he was alive.

There was no way for you to control

what he was doing to you.

I'm afraid I don't remember it.

Actually, I feel quite humiliated.

No one blames you, Doctor.

It wasn't you.

It was that.

What do you intend to do with it?

May I assume that you've returned custody

of the prisoner to me, Commander Sisko?

The prisoner?

What's left of him.

Good.