Raina snapped her eyes open, confused by the darkness that surrounded her. She could feel the sharp, jagged ground underneath her body, digging into her skin. She couldn't say how she came to be in that place. The last thing she could remember was falling asleep with her head rested on Dukat's chest after they settled their 6 week old babies down for the night. She didn't know how they got so lucky, but they slept through the night which was an absolute blessing.

She managed to get herself into a sitting position, just able to make out her grotty surroundings. Judging by the noise, she wasn't the only one stuck in a cell. Then a hit of recognition struck her, and she knew that she was on DS9. It just wasn't what she remembered.

The door to the cell block swished open, allowing three Cardassian guards to enter, followed by an officious looking man. They studied the other cells occupants before coming to a stop in front of her cell. "A Human?" The man asked in surprise.

"She was picked up in a Federation shuttle entering the home system." A guard told him. "She was unconscious and brought here."

"What is your name, girl?" He asked her.

"Rosie." She replied, quietly.

"I think he'll very much like this one."

"But she's a Human." Another guard protested.

The man ignored the guard. "Have her cleaned and taken to him."

Some time later, Raina was cleaned up and dressed up in traditional Cardassian clothing. They ushered her into a room that she recognised and told to wait. Several other women joined her, one she instantly recognised as Naprem, just several years younger. She quickly realised that she was to meet Dukat, but she was the past. Any chance to mull over how she ended up in the past was lost when the man himself entered the room, with the swagger and confidence that older Dukat had. Strangely, she didn't feel the same butterflies in her stomach that her Dukat gave her. When his eyes met hers, it was like he stood frozen in time.

Dukat waved his hand towards the other women. "Go." He ordered as he stood before Raina, studying every inch of her. Naprem was particularly reluctant to leave but did so eventually. "Now, who would you be?" He asked before kissing the back of her hand.

"Rosie." She replied, tersely as snatched her hand away. "If you are looking for a comfort woman, look somewhere else." She turned from him and went to the door to summon a guard. "Return me to the cells now."

Dukat dismissed the guard. "You are something else." He smirked.

"And you allow women to be ripped from their families and homes to serve you, because your detestable personality means you have to force women to sleep with you." She fired back before storming out of his cabin, screeching at a guard to take her back to the cells.

Dukat watched as she left, completely floored by the poison she spat at him. She wasn't scared of him at all. Not that he wanted her to fear him, he was just used to women falling for his charms instantly. She was apparently immune to him.

She was still on his mind hours later when he was having his weekly dinner with his officers. They all chatted around him, but he heard nothing of what they said.

"Sir?" Damar caught his attention. "Are you ok?"

"I am not, Damar." He admitted. "You have seen the Human?"

"I have not."

"She is perfection and I cannot help but feel intoxicated by her beauty."

"So what troubles you, sir?"

"She detests me." He stood up quickly. "I must speak to her."

He walked to the cells, coming to a stop in front of hers. She gave him the briefest of looks before looking away again.

"Have the decency to not look like a wounded puppy." She muttered. "We have a saying, "The truth hurts." Perhaps try some self-reflection to ease the pain."

"I've never forced a woman to sleep with me." He argued.

Raina laughed, walking closer to him. "If you think they have a choice then you're a fucking idiot. You don't think those women aren't told to comply or risk everyone they love getting murdered. They don't love you, Dukat, they have no choice but to cater to you and the others like you."

"You seem to know a lot, Rosie."

"I know more than you think." She sneered. "Now run along to your slaves."

Dukat slammed the controls to the cell, storming towards her once the forcefield was down. He grabbed her forcefully, pinning her against the walls. "I'm a dangerous man."

"No, you aren't." She wrenched herself from his grip. "You sit upon the throne you think you deserve. Surround yourself with women that don't love you. Friends that would easily stab you in the back. Still looking for what your father prevented your mother from giving you. Love."

He growled, quietly before storming out of the cells.

Dukat dismissed all of his comfort women for the night and opted to sleep alone. He spent hours tossing and turning, mulling over the harsh words the mysterious Human had spoken. He thought of the women that he had over his years as Prefect. Had he really left the women with no choice but to obey him?

He got up from his bed, sitting at his desk. For some reason, he desperately wanted to prove himself to the beautiful Human. He begun writing a message to all the officers on the station. He ordered them to present the women to him so he could take to them in private. He would give the women a choice and they chose to stay, then so be it. If they wanted to leave then they could do so without repercussions.

He looked at the picture of his beloved sister that he kept on his desk. She was the reason that he hated violence against women, yet he failed her so badly. She was rotting away in an institution on Cardassia after being violently attacked by her own husband. He was just 15 when he found her close to death and it had a lasting impact on his psyche.

He would prove himself to the Human and make things right with his sister. He liked to believe he was a good man, but the Human made him feel like he wasn't. That unsettled him.