DISCLAIMER: I don't own Star Trek, yup, you know, good, done.
OK I realise there's now three different situations (Dax is kidnapped, Kira, Sisko and O'Brien are left at the tree and there's Julian v Garak) and a lot unexplained. I have so many ideas, I'm just cramming them all in. Just bear with me, I'll get through them in the next few chapters. This is a really short one. I was gonna add more but wanted to get it up tonight really and I like it as it is, I didn't want to add any more. So enjoy!
'This is all my fault'
Kira was pacing up and down exasperatedly. 'I mean, if I hadn't beamed down, if I had just trusted you on your own, none of this would be happening. Julian would have been with Dax so she wouldn't have been alone, she wouldn't have disappeared, and Julian wouldn't have run off trying to find her'. She flopped down next to Sisko at the base of the tree. 'Major', said Sisko, 'you can't blame this all on yourself. OK, you made one mistake; you wanted a part of the action. I shouldn't have let Dax go off by herself'. 'Also,' said O'Brien, walking over from where he'd been standing to crouch next to the others. 'Even if, as you two say, Dax had been with Julian, I wouldn't count on Julian for saving anything'. Kira chuckled quietly then leant back against the tree with a sigh. 'But,' continued O'Brien, 'something Julian can do, is getting himself out of bad situations'. Sisko nodded in agreement. 'I suppose we will just have to put our faith in him then. And officers; no running off'.
Garak stood up and walked towards Julian. 'We don't have to fight, Garak'. Garak laughed. 'Oh, but we do, Doctor!'. 'What has happened to you, Garak? Remember us having lunch together. There is no reason we need to-' Julian was cut off as Garak swung a punch at him and he quickly ducked. After this final attempt at a ceasefire, his genetically-enhanced fighting instincts kicked in. He swung his fists round into Garak's stomach, then quickly straightened up and brought his fists down onto what was going to be the back of his head, but by the time he got there it was empty space. Garak had twisted around to the side and took another swing at Julian. He only just had time to stagger backwards. As he regained his balance, Garak went for another punch which this time hit it's mark. He delivered two punches to Julian's face then one to his stomach. Julian took a swing but missed by miles and Garak stabbed his elbow into Julian's back. He fell to his knees in pain. 'Get up!' hissed Garak. Julian stayed on the ground, panting. After a few seconds Garak rolled his eyes and groaned in frustration. He grabbed the front of Julian's uniform and pulled his up so his feet were no longer touching the ground. Julian struggled as he stared at Garak in disbelievement, eyes wide.
'You're not Garak' he whispered.
'Ah…' he chuckled. 'Clever Doctor. I suppose… I'm not'