Chapter 1

Deena Parker sighed and straightened her back. She hated these missions and on such days, she even hated her job. Her mission was, infiltrate the Maquis, find out their whereabouts and report back to Starfleet. One of her best friends, actually her only friend at the academy, B'Elanna Torres, a half Klingon, had joined the Maquis many months ago after she had left the academy and Starfleet thought that Deena had good chances of following her and gaining her trust. Their friendship was a special one.

Deena herself was half Romulan half Human, but due to a genetical defect, she looked like a human. Only her physiology was Romulan, her blood was green and her lifespan would be longer than a human one. At the academy, the other cadets had always called them the Klingon Sisters, because Deena had long and wild curly hair and also had quite a temperament on her. She had quickly bonded with B'Elanna, since both of them were eyed suspiciously by the other cadets, who were full of prejudice against Klingons and Romulans. Deena herself often disliked the Human arrogance and their tendency to force their way of living onto others because they thought that it was the best way to live for everyone, but she had run out of options to run her own life. Because of her human looks, she has never really been accepted in the romulan society. Her father, a Human, had left her romulan mother when she was pregnant and never cared for his daughter, although he knew of her existence. Her mother, a respected diplomat, had been a hard and disciplined teacher to Deena, she had raised her daughter for almost every eventuality and had educated her in every aspect of life. Deena knew how to run a household, she knew how to use small talk in her favor, she could fight to defend herself and she had a degree in Sociology. Starfleet Intelligence had contacted her years ago, they had been interested in the person Deenas mother had formed out of her daughter. Deena was a beautiful young woman, fit, intelligent and head strong. People trusted her and never saw a threat in her and Starfleet Intelligence was desperate to gain an agent of romulan decent. But to join Starfleet Intelligence, she had to finish the academy first. She had spent months with her friend B'Elanna and had found a sister in her. They both had had a difficult childhood and straining relationships to their parents, especially their fathers. Deena was devastated then the half Klingon had left. Deena had concentrated on finishing the academy as soon as possible and joined Starfleet Intelligence as one of the youngest graduates ever. Admiral Ross, the head of Starfleet Academy at that time, had seen the potential in the young cadet, but also saw her dislike of Starfleet's directives. But he had given her a chance and had supported her career anytime he could. It was thanks to his influence, that Deena made it to Starfleet Intelligence directly after her graduation of the Academy.

Now, one year later, Deena looked at the building where she hoped to find B'Elanna, it was a bar on Dorvan III, a system given to the Cardassians by the Federation, without the consent of the human population. The Cardassians had soon taken over control and terrorised the human population, mostly farmers and peaceful traders. Many of the population of the five class M planets of that system had joined the Maquis to that day and their numbers grew with each passing day. In secret, Deena admired the Maquis and respected their fight against the Cardassians. But she was an agent now and she had a job to do. Personal feelings were irrelevant.

With a deep sigh, Deena walked over to the bar and entered. She knew that two Starfleet security officers would follow her into the bar and would ask for a dark haired woman who had killed two Cardassian soldiers. It would hopefully raise the attention of potential Maquis inside of that bar and would ensure Deena's contact to the rebels. It was dark and cold inside of that bar and Deena felt out of place. Due to her romulan heritage, she liked higher temperatures and strongly disliked cold and damp weather. Usually, she would have chosen warm clothing, but for this mission she was given the order to attract the attention of the Maquis in that bar, which were mostly male. So Deena had chosen to wear a tight pair of trousers, a long sleeve leather jacket and comfortable boots, an outfit which highlighted her physical advantages. Deena was a trained woman, with slim legs, a nice behind, small breasts and long brown curly hair. All in all, she was a very attractive woman, although she hated to underline that and preferred to stay low key. Shivering of the cold, Deena walked over to the bartender and looked around under her long lashes. The bar was half empty, only a few men were sitting at the small tables and at the bar and she was the only female. Great. Deena hoped that the two security officers would hurry so that she could just get it over with. She had just ordered warm Saurian Ale, as two tall officers in yellow Starfleet uniforms entered the bar. Deena quickly walked into the shadows and sat down at a table behind a pillar, where a dark haired man was sitting. He looked at her calmly and Deena tried to look nervous.

‚We are looking for a dark haired human woman.' one of the security officers told the barman, who looked back at him with open distrust.

‚Why are you looking for her.' he wanted to know. So far, everything went according to plan.

‚She killed two Cardassian soldiers.' the second security officer announced. ‚Please be informed, that whoever helps her to flee is guilty of complicity of murder.'

Deena felt the eyes of the man beside her turn towards her. The bartender was obviously not going to help the federation officers, but she did not know wether the man at her table would. When she focused on him, she saw him look at her suspiciously, but also with interest and curiosity. He was tall, dark haired and he had broad shoulders, which were accented by the leather clothing he wore. He had very dark eyes, but his look was friendly and warm. Deena decided that he would not pose a threat and looked back to the bar. The younger security officer seemed to take his role a bit too far and began searching the bar for Deena. Being the only woman, Deena would catch his eye soon. Cursing, Deena thought about ways to hide from the trained eyes of the security staff. She looked back to the man at her table and bit her lips. She did have an idea, but it was risky. But there was no time to think of another way out. Deena moved closer to the man and with an almost apologetical smile, she grabbed his face and pulled him into a kiss and into the view of the security officers. The man stiffened at first and Deena hoped that he would not push her back. She positioned his head between her and the starfleet officers, when she realised that he actually kissed her back. His lips were soft and unobstrusive and the kiss was one of the best Deena had ever gotten. She closed her eyes and moved her hand through his hair. It was raven black and silky and she almost could not stop stroking. The man moved his hands over Deenas shoulders onto her neck and into her hair, before he cupped her face and deepened the kiss. Since the security officers were still there, Deena had no choice but continue the kiss, but she had to admit that she enjoyed it. Deena was never that forward with men, but she somehow felt safe and comfortable with the man she was kissing. A shame that it had no chance of a future, she thought. She moaned in surprise when the man deepened the kiss even more and softly traced her lips with his tongue. He teased her a bit until he began to tangle with her tongue and then kissed her passionately. Pleasure hit Deena like a fist in the guts and she broke away, gasping for air. She realised then, that the security officers were gone and that the bartender looked at her with a smirk.

‚I apologise.' Deena muttered and looked at the man she had just kissed and who had kissed her right back. ‚I panicked when I saw the Starfleet officers and….I do not want to go to prison.'

The man looked at her and moved his hands over his lips which had kissed her that heavenly only moments ago. Deena tried to concentrate on her mission, but it was more difficult than she thought.

‚Did you kill them?' the man asked. Deena liked his voice, it was deep and warm.

‚Yes.' Deena admitted and tried to look devastated.

‚Why?' the man wanted to know.

‚They did not want to take no for an answer.' Deena pressed out between gritted teeth and hoped that this answer would suffice. She saw anger gleam in the man's eyes and hoped that she had found a member of the Maquis already and that he could bring her to their base camp. Maybe this would be easier than she thought it would be.

‚I see.' the man answered and looked her up and down. ‚You do not like Cardassians?'

‚I hate them.' Deena snarled. ‚Arrogant and brutal people.'

Deena felt a cold sting in her heart when she said these words. Funnily, every race said that other races were arrogant and somewhat overly proud. Humans had told her that the Romulan arrogance was insufferable, while Romulans had hated the Human pride and pomposity.

‚Yes, they are.' Deena could hear the hatred in the man's voice, but also sadness and defeat. She wondered what the Cardassians had done to him. It surprised her, but she really did care.

‚Why do you hate them.' she asked.

‚They took our homes from us.' the man growled and clenched his fists.'And they threatened my wife and my sons.'

‚Oh.' Deena did not understand, but she felt heavily disappointed by the mention of his wife. Then she told herself to get a grip. What had she expected? That she would kiss some random goodlooking guy in a bar, who would turn out to be her soulmate and marry him some day? She tried not to laugh at herself and her naive daydreams. ‚Uhm, sorry about the kiss then.'

The man first looked at her questioningly and then smiled.

‚Ex-wife.' Deena could tell that he was not happy about it, though.

‚Alright….sorry about that then.' Deena answered clumsily and made the man chuckle.

‚You and me both.' he smirked and Deena could not help to feel disappointed again.

Deena took the opportunity to get back on track.

‚I heard that this system plans a rebellion against the Cardassians.' she whispered. ‚The rebels call themselves the Maquis.'

‚Where did you hear that?' the man asked and Deena could see that he was suspicious again. This would not be easy.

‚Here and there.' Deena stayed vague and leaned forward to whisper into his ear. ‚I want to join them.'

The man laughed quietly and shook his head. ‚Join the Maquis? What for? You will only get yourself hurt, woman.'

Deena could not help but feel angry about the man's dismissive behaviour and frowned at him.

‚I think I proved that I can handle myself by killing these bastards.' she snarked and glared at the man at her table.

‚And got yourself in trouble with Starfleet.' the man answered and crossed his arms over his chest.

‚And that's why I need to find the Maquis.' Deena tried again. ‚They are fighting for a good cause, a cause I want to support and fight for, as well.'

‚You cannot simply join the Maquis.' the man told her. ‚They chose their members on their own.'

Deena closed her eyes and tried to calm her temper. If she moved too fast, she would lose any trust she might have gained already.

‚How can I contact them?' Deena asked, knowing that this man was definetly a member of the Maquis himself now.

He smiled and leaned back in his chair. ‚Not at all.' he told her and before Deena could say another word, the world went black.

I hope that you like the first chapter, please review! Now, who do you think my OC met in that bar? I will fill in the correct tags later ;)