Yo yo yo, wassup my peeps! Okay, that was a little creepy, I guess, but here we go: SM Chapter 4! It's so exciting! Okay, peoples, you are going to review this chapter. Get it? (Got it.) Good. Just thought I'd remind you. . . . Oh, and by the way, this is the very last chapter of this story, so savor it.

Chapter 4: Perhaps Another Time

Dax

Lieutenant Dax had been spending a lot of time watching all the station's analysts work. She knew that they would much prefer that she left, but orders were orders, no matter how uncomfortable it made everyone working at it.

Dax often thought about just how long it could take to figure out whose blood was on the walls in a simple tailor's shop. When the results finally came in, everyone was relieved. . . until they read the results, of course.

First thing in the morning, Dax dressed in her turquoise-lined Federation uniform and reported for duty in Ops. "Good morning, Chief," Dax greeted Chief Miles O'Brien cheerfully as she took her usual seat. He was the only person currently in Ops, considering that Kira was injured.

"Same to you," O'Brien replied. "Any luck on those blood tests?"

"Yes, finally," Dax expressed. "It took forever, but I have the results ready to show Sisko once he gets up here." Dax took a little time to adjust some of the equipment and then asked, "What are you doing?"

"Oh," O'Brien responded. "I'm trying to find a way to fix these dang replicators permanently."

"That will take a load off your shoulders, I'm sure," Dax said. "It seems that they are always malfunctioning, just for you."

"Lucky me," O'Brien joked. Dax smiled, and at that moment, Odo walked in.

Odo

The very moment Odo had transformed out of his liquid state, he started on his way to Ops. He had already gotten information from Doctor Bashir, but it would help to know whose blood had been on the walls. Dax should be on duty already, and she was always on time. Perhaps the tests had been completed, and if not, he would look again at the list of everyone on the station. Odo had already delayed the departures of all the ships in dock, of course, so that no one could escape being brought to justice.

Thinking about the knot of the newest station mystery, Odo stepped off the turbolift in Ops and looked around. He saw Dax and O'Brien cheerfully conversing. He immediately walked over to them and bluntly greeted, "Chief."

"Good morning, Constable," Chief O'Brien said, a bit more happily.

"Lieutenant, have the blood results come in yet?" Odo asked, right to the point.

"Good morning to you, too," Dax said with a smug grin. "And yes, I'll send them to your office as soon as possible."

"Thank you," Odo responded. He turned to leave, but was halted.

"Constable," the Chief beckoned. Odo turned abruptly.

"Yes?" Odo replied.

"Would you be too busy to accompany me on another kayaking trip?" he asked.

"I'd like to, Chief, but I have a pressing mystery on my shoulders," Odo explained. "Perhaps another time?"

"Definitely," O'Brien said with a big smile. Odo was so devoted to his line of work, and he was rarely rewarded. O'Brien thought about this as he researched more about replicators in the station's database.

Quark

Quark went about his morning half-immersed in thought. Marda had really shocked him last night with her surprise visit. She was still on the station, thanks to Odo's delay. Whenever Quark caught a glimpse of the girl throughout the day, she looked nervous and anxious to get off the station. Quark couldn't exactly blame her, seeing as she had almost gotten caught. Plus, all her sales attempts had fallen through, even the bargain with himself! Or rather, that's what she had told him. It probably wasn't true, and Quark secretly knew it.

Quark thought that Marda really didn't know anything about sales, and he had been trying to block anything she'd said out of his mind. He thought it would contaminate his own sales expertise.

That's what Quark had decided was his story, his excuse. In reality, Marda was an excellent saleswoman. She had almost ripped Quark off! Of course, when he figured this out, he abandoned the deal immediately. Being cheated by a female would not earn him the respect of his fellow Ferengi.

Being who he is, Quark tried to just shake off the misfortune as if it had never happened, but it still lingered in the back of his mind.

Ha ha! April Fools! Did you fall for it? On the day I wrote this, or at least finished it, it was April Fool's Day! So this really isn't the last chapter. Today in reading class, Mrs. Meyers told us that our Johnny Tremain packets had gotten thrown away when she brought them home to grade them. She said we'd have to redo them. I totally saw it coming, even though she kept a straight face the whole time. I said I wouldn't believe it until she put a blank packet in my hand. After the bell rang, she told us it was a joke. But I knew it the whole time! Ha! Anyway, and this isn't a joke, you need to review now! Peace out home dog!