This is my first fanfic so please R&R
(takes place arfter the episode "Chrysailis")
I don't own star trek deep space nine I just like to play with it
She was constantly in his thoughts, his dreams
"Sarina," Julian Bashir mumbled in his sleep. His geneticly enchaned mindtreid to keep her out of his thoughts, but it did no good. He still remembered everything. Yet trying to push the bad memories away.
The first time he saw her cured, the middle of the crowd. Her expression of joy and awe as she began to understand things, and be under stood Her beautiful yet shy smile as she realized what he had done for her. The soft feel of her lips on his. The realization that this was the only woman he would evr find that was like him, like his kind.
He tossed in his sleep as the more unpleasant memories came. The frustation he felt when he could do nothing more to help her. The horror he felt as he realized that he had almost pushed Sarina back into her mind by forcing her to be the woman he wanted her to be. The anger he felt towards Miles for telling him it wasn't his falt. The he just "didn't want to feel lonely any more." As if thet made it alright.
In his dream he screamed at Miles, "But I'm a Doctor." He screamed it as he ws jerked awake. He opned his eyes tears streaming down his face as searched for franitclly to find the star she had pointed to. His head rested on the window, how could he have been so arrogant, so foolish, and so selfish. Why could he have let her be herself.