The Outsiders - Part One of Two
An Earth - Final Conflict story by Tina Price
(TinaP@prodigy.net)
Preview: Boone and Da'an struggle with their growing relationship and the ever increasing sense of isolation from their own kind which it's generating.
Disclaimer: Earth - Final Conflict and all characters therein are the property of the Tribune Entertainment Company.
Authors note: This story occurs sometime after the events which unfold in the episode, "Wrath of Achilles". My other stories, "Striving to Become" and "The Lesser of Two Evils" should be read first. As I do not know the actual name of the Irish Companion, he will appear in this story as Kha'rha, which is actually the phonetic spelling of the Irish word, "cara". It means "friend". When and if the Irish Companion is named in the actual series, his name here will be updated. This story is based upon my own idea of what is actually going on in the EFC universe. I am in no way receiving 'privileged information'. As always, advice, criticism and kudos are always welcomed. Please contact me at the above e-mail address.
The Outsiders
Part One
By Tina Price
Boone leaned back in his chair and stretched as he
vigorously rubbed his head. Another late night at the office was about to come
to an end, and as he had everyday for the proceeding week, he found himself
utterly at a loss as to what to do with himself. He glanced at his watch. It
was nearly eleven thirty.
Trouble was that he wasn't the
least bit sleepy.
Rising from the chair, he made
his way out to the balcony. The cold winter air seemed to drive ice splinters
into his flesh, raising goose bumps everywhere that his skin was exposed and
causing his skrill to complain dully somewhere in the back of his thoughts.
With a small grin, he patted it where it lay on the back of his forearm and
tried to mentally reassure it that they wouldn't stay outside very long. His
skrill was a constant reminder to him that the Taelons were not all-knowing.
Ever since they had both been
badly wounded, he had been able to pick up and understand more of the mental
gibberish the skrill sometimes spouted. There was no longer any doubt in his
mind that it was sentient - far more so than the Taelons had believed.
...Which brought his thoughts
back to one particular Taelon, who had been avoiding him recently...
It had all started after the
incident with Katya Petrenko, the psychic who had so alarmed the Taelons that
Zo'or had had her killed. Yes, Boone himself had interrogated Judson Corr
before Sandoval could hide him away and he had learned enough from the killer
to have been able to deduce Zo'or's role in the incident. He had quickly filled
Da'an in on the whole mess.
The North American Companion
had not been pleased to hear of Zo'or's involvement, but neither had he been
surprised. Boone knew that he was still concerned that the Synod might have had
prior knowledge of the assassination, but short of actually confronting Zo'or
or Quo'on, there was no way to put his fears to rest.
Over the course of the
following week, Boone had been assigned one task after another by Da'an and had
not had any time to speak with the Taelon in any sort of personal way. Then,
last week, Doors and Augur had unleashed a virus on the Washington
headquarters. They had done it without even having discussed it with him and
his own assistant, Ms... Marquette, had been the one to upload it into the
Taelon's communication system.
He had been kept out of the
loop.
He was still being kept out of
the loop, even though his predictions about the possible consequences of the
virus had proved accurate.
At least Lili had had a change
of heart. Causing her own shuttle's failure and having been stranded in the
Appalachians with Da'an had apparently done his opinionated assistant some
good. She had apologized to him for her actions and followed up that amazing
(and very unexpected) act by admitting that he had also been right about Da'an.
Boone shook his head at the
memory. Lili had to have hit her head pretty hard during that landing...
Just then his global beeped.
He flipped it open and was
surprised to see that it was Da'an who was paging him. "Da'an...is there a
problem?" he asked in a steady voice.
"Ah, Boone, I was not sure
that you would still be awake," Da'an replied in his calm tones.
"Look, Da'an, if this is
about another assignment, I have to respectfully remind you that I do
occasionally require a day to myself..." he began.
"I assure you that it is
not," the Taelon answered coolly. "It is only that, as we are both
still awake, I felt that we could perhaps continue your lessons in the Taelon
language."
Boone was stunned. It had been
weeks since the Taelon had deigned to pass any time with him. Why now, in the
dead of the night? He surmised that some sort of explanation was forthcoming.
"I think that I would like
that," he answered. "However, I have no shuttle available."
"Captain Marquette is just
leaving. She has agreed to transport you," Da'an explained. "Since
you are scheduled to attend a meeting with me tomorrow morning, you may take
your rest here."
"A sleep over?" Boone
raised an eyebrow. At Da'an's amused look, he continued. "Have Lili meet
me at my place. I need to retrieve a few items."
Da'an nodded before cutting the
link.
Boone quickly made his way back
through his office. If he was lucky, he'd get home before Lili arrived.
A
half hour later Boone and Lili were on the way back to the Taelon embassy in
DC. As he sat in the rear shuttle seat, the security chief knew that he
had to ask Lili the question he had been suppressing since her arrival.
"What's with the late
night visits with Da'an?" he asked. "You used to despise him."
There was silence for a full
ten seconds as Lili seemed to struggle with an explanation. "I told you
that I was wrong about him," she sighed. "Look, Boone...he saved my
life and after that...."
"After that, what?"
Boone sat up straighter and listened intently.
"Do you remember what
Beckett told me about companions back in Ireland?"
Boone's CVI kicked in, bringing
the words Lili referred to, back in their entirety. "She said that
Companions were blessed with gifts which make a woman's life
enlightening," he quoted.
There followed another long
silence as the point slowly sunk in.
"Wait a minute...are you
saying that you and Da'an have...?" Boone was at a loss as to how to
finish the sentence.
"Uh...sort of..."
Lili sighed again. "It's really complicated, Will. I don't even know how
to describe our relationship. It seems sexual in some ways, but it isn't. I
don't even know if he considers me to be a close friend or something
more!"
"Perhaps you could explain
how this happened?" Boone found himself intensely curious.
"I..." Lili stopped
and looked over her shoulder. "Maybe some other time. We're almost there
now. Boone?"
"Don't worry, I won't tell
him that you squealed."
"I didn't squeal!"
Lili tried to act indignant. "You're the one who asked!"
"Relax. I won't mention
this conversation unless he actually asks me point blank if I know. I'm glad
for you, Lili. Really. At least you can now see both sides of the equation when
Doors is drawing up his plans. One of us has to be devil's advocate around him
and we both know that I may no longer get that opportunity."
"Sorry. There's not much I
can do about that, but I promise to keep you informed of what he's doing."
"Thanks."
A
short while later, Boone met with Da'an in the companion's audience chamber.
When he entered the room, he found his alien friend standing before the virtual
glass windows, admiring the view of the Capitol at night. Without a word, he
dropped his overnight bag and moved to stand by Da'an's side.
"Welcome Boone."
Da'an did not so much as glance at his implant.
Boone decided to cut to the
chase. "Why have you been avoiding me? What is it that troubles you
so?" Boone laid a hand upon the Taelon's shoulder and gently turned him to
face him. "Da'an...I ask only because I wish to help."
"I know this." Da'an
spoke frankly, his gaze holding Boone's. "I fear that I have been avoiding
you, however I required time to reach a decision."
"What decision?"
Boone hadn't felt this anxious in a long time.
"It has not yet been
made." Da'an motioned toward the ledge to his right and together they
moved to sit upon it.
"This has something to do
with our bond, doesn't it?"
Da'an nodded. "I fear that
it has the potential to grow beyond what I originally had anticipated. Your
exposure to Katya Petrenko and her insistence on passing her ability on to you
has left me with a dilemma which I do find difficult."
Boone froze.
"Yes, Boone. I know all
that passed between the two of you. I have seen it all through Lili's
eyes." Da'an's large, phosphorescent blue eyes gazed gently at him.
"I'm not sure that
I..." Boone began.
"I have formed a bond of
sorts with Captain Marquette, Boone. When she and I share our emotions, I am
able to see much of her past experiences."
Boone literally gawked at him.
"You've been spying on me by proxy? Da'an!"
"What I share with Lili is
special to me... and it serves a very important purpose. What I have
learned from said sharing has been unintentional...but useful. Katya did pass
her ability on to you Boone... That, coupled with your other...
association, has served to complicate our relationship."
"The Liberation."
Boone bowed his head as he said it. The last secret he had kept from Da'an was
finally out in the open.
Again Da'an nodded and the two
of them sat in silence for a short time.
Feeling the Taelon's eyes upon
him, Boone raised his head. Da'an's luminous eyes seemed even larger than
usual.
"I am not disappointed,
Boone. Far from it. Although you are a part of the liberation, you have
apparently never intentionally worked against me. Moreover, you have been
directly responsible for having limited much of the damage which the
organization... and the Synod would otherwise have caused." Da'an blinked
and a small smile touched his mouth. "Lili's memories of these events are
quite clear - I do believe that you excel at annoying her."
Boone actually snorted.
"Yeah, I have a talent for it."
Da'an's smile faded.
"Boone, should you and I continue to strengthen our bond, there is a very
real possibility that you would share in the commonality's thoughts. In that
case, I fear that your thoughts, your memories, would also be laid open to the
commonality." It was Da'an's turn to look downward. "There are many
of my people who would not tolerate such a thing...I do not wish to lose
you."
The large ex-cop found himself
temporarily struck dumb by the companion's sudden honesty. When he spoke, it
too was from the heart.
"Da'an...You must know
that I cannot quit the resistance. I have done, and will continue to do what I
believe to be right - not just for my people, but for yours as well." He
rested a hand on his companion's shoulder, causing him to raise his head.
"I do not wish to lose the bond which I share with you. Our...association
is the one bright spot in my life right now. Now, tell me...what are we to
do?"
"Truly, I find myself at a
loss..." Da'an gestured with his hands, the fingers of which were moving
in a rapid manner, betraying his agitation. "Any time we interact, our
bond will exert itself and grow stronger."
"Which means that if we
seek to stop the bond's development..." Boone stared at Da'an aghast.
"We must decide our course
of action," the pale alien said slowly. "I have three
suggestions."
"Go ahead," Boone
nodded.
"The bond cannot be
completely broken, however it can fade if we are separated for a long
while." Da'an stared at his implant. "You could choose to serve a
different Companion."
"I won't accept that as a
possibility." Boone shook his head. "What's your next idea?"
"I could cut myself off
from the commonality. This would ensure that our bond could not prove a threat
to the Synod, but it would leave me...vulnerable."
"You would most likely
lose your position as North American Companion?"
Da'an nodded. "But I would
brave this for your sake."
"NO. This is as
unthinkable as having me quit the resistance. We need you right where you are
and me right where I am if we are to have a chance at helping our people to get
along with each other. What is your last suggestion?"
"That you work for another
companion for a while in the hopes of obtaining his support. If we can gain the
approval of others of my kind, there is far less chance that the Synod would be
able to order your elimination."
"They'd have to tolerate
me, eh? Which Companion did you have in mind?"
"Our Companion to Ireland
- Kha'rha , has the reputation of being well
liked, even by his sole implant."
"Siobhan Beckette." Boone raised an eyebrow. "So I've
heard, but how can I be of use to him? Ms... Beckette seems to have
things...'well in hand'."
Da'an's eyes widened. "I
had not heard of this. No matter, it makes him an even better choice. He has
recently asked the Synod for permission to 'borrow' an implant knowledgeable in
the area of security for a project he is undertaking... Boone, he is a popular
voice in our commonality."
"Then you'll make the
arrangements?"
Da'an nodded. The two of them
sat silently for a few moments before he spoke again."I did invite you
here to further your lessons in the Taelon language..."
"Actually, now that I know
what's going on, I'm finally feeling that I'll be able to get some decent rest.
I think I'd like to turn in."
"Of course." Da'an
stood and gestured towards the ramp which led to the upper chambers.
"Please allow me to show you the way."
Fifteen
minutes later, Boone found himself sprawled on a comfortable, if narrow, palate
in his assigned chamber. His arms crossed up behind his head, he gazed around
the room, still amazed by the fact that he was sleeping at the Taelon Embassy -
and right next door to Da'an's own personal chamber!
His own chamber was circular in
shape, with the usual arched ceiling and organic walls. There was a small
window which presented a beautiful view of the Capitol and a skylight which
presented him with a breath-taking view of the night sky.
As he stared at the stars above
him, he reflected on the problem which was now threatening what could
definitely be called the most bizarre friendship of his life. There had to be a
way out of this - some way which did not require him to ingratiate himself to
other Taelons. The idea of kissing up to a Taelon in the hopes of getting him
to tolerate him was ...extremely distasteful. He doubted that it would work. If
Taelons were anything at all like humans, the tactic was sure to fail. Nobody
respected a boot-licker.
So, why had Da'an suggested
this plan? He must have something else in mind - something which necessitated getting
rid of Boone for a while. But what?
Perhaps he could figure it out
before it was time for him to head for Ireland...
The stars were the last things
Boone saw before he drifted off.
Boone
dreamed that his mother was trying to get him out of bed and ready for school.
It had been her habit to sit on his bed and poke him until he finally gave up
and promised to get up.
"OK, ok...I'm up
already," he muttered as he batted away the hand that was on his head.
...Something suddenly dawned on
him. His Mother had died years ago.
His eyes snapped open. Da'an
was seated on the edge of his bed, watching him with some amusement.
"I assume that you will
require some time to make yourself presentable before our departure?" his
other-worldly host asked.
"Uh...yeah. Thanks."
Boone sat up. "Sorry if I slapped your hand away."
Da'an nodded. "Did you
dream?"
"I dreamed that you were
my mom and that I was back in grade school." Boone chuckled as he had
a sudden, absurd vision of Da'an portraying his mother in a play.
Da'an actually looked pleased.
"Do you...dream?"
Boone risked the question.
"Not in any way which
could be compared to your own experience of dreaming," Da'an
responded as he stood up. "We are always aware on some level, however, we
do have flashes of insight and a drifting of consciousness which may perhaps be
compared to day-dreaming."
"I see..."
"Agent Sandoval and I will
await you in my audience chamber," Da'an said, before making his way out
of the room.
With both Boone and Da'an
out of town for the day, Lili found herself with a bit more free time than she
normally had. Yeah, she had things to take care of at the office, but she
didn't need to worry about shadowing Will around town...or visiting Da'an.
Da'an.
Boone.
Lili sat down at Boone's desk
and laid her head on her crossed arms. What was she going to do? Here she was,
a member of the Liberation, assigned to keep an eye on their number one mole
and what did she go and do? She got involved - with a Taelon. The very same
Taelon she had kept telling Boone that he was getting too involved with.
Now what? She couldn't help but
feel like a trap was closing around her. She truly liked and admired William
Boone. She even fantasized about them eventually getting together. Problem was
that now she also felt herself strongly drawn to Da'an... even as Boone was.
What kind of bizarre triangle
was this? Man and Taelon. Taelon and woman. Woman and man. When Boone was
away somewhere with Da'an, she didn't even know which one to be jealous of
anymore. If her own relationship with the Companion bothered Boone, he never
let on that it did. All she knew, was that the situation was eventually going
to lead to problems...BIG problems.
It was almost too much to
contemplate. With a sigh, Lili stood up and smoothed out her sleeves. She was
basically caught up with her paperwork. Perhaps it was time to attend to her
other job...
Less than an hour later, she
waltzed into Liberation H.Q.
Augur and Sahjit Jinnah were at
a table in the corner having a heated conversation. They usually did, when they
were discussing the best way to set up a new program. She approached them and
cleared her throat, instantly drawing Augur's undivided attention.
"Lili. I wasn't expecting
to see you so soon," the computer genius grinned.
"Well, while the cat's
away, and all that...." she smirked. "What are you two working
on?"
"A program for deciphering
Eunoia," Sahjit excitedly replied. "Doors wants us to be able to
translate it ourselves, rather than relying on Boone."
"And why is that?"
Lili looked as perturbed as she felt. "Is Doors planning on giving him the
hidey-ho?"
"Lili, we both know that
Boone is getting too close to Da'an. There may come a time when we can no
longer trust him," Augur explained. "I mean, we don't know
exactly what his CVI might do to him. Just because the original motivational
imperative has been deactivated, doesn't mean that the implant can't slowly
re-engineer itself."
"So, you're saying that
Boone trusts Da'an because his CVI is attempting to modify his behavior?"
Lili's eyes narrowed. "Who came up with this theory?"
"Jonathan suggested
it," Sahjit answered quietly as Augur watched Lili with some concern.
"I suppose that you two
never stopped to think that perhaps Boone trusts Da'an because he IS to be
trusted? Just because he's a Taelon, doesn't mean that he doesn't want what's
right for us, as well as his own people." She waved her finger at the two
men. "He and Boone might just prove to be one of our biggest assets - have
you ever stopped to think about that?" Without waiting for an answer, Lili
turned and stormed off towards Doors' office, leaving the two men to stare at
each other in surprise.
"Lili defending
Da'an?" Sahjit said in a low tone. "I thought she hated the
Taelon."
"So did I, but ever since
they crashed together, she seems to have revised her opinion of him."
Augur looked troubled. "She won't even tell ME why. All she's said is that
she misjudged him - that he risked his own life to save her's."
"Maybe she's right about
him," Sahjit responded. "If both she and Boone feel that he can be
trusted...I mean, Boone is a very good judge of character and personally, I
don't feel that he's being controlled by his implant. Doors could be barking up
the wrong tree."
"I don't know..." was
all that a very troubled-looking Augur could manage.
"That's quite enough,
Marquette!" Jonathan Doors slammed his hand down on his desk top.
"You seem to be forgetting that I call the shots around here. Just who the
hell do you think you're talking to?"
"You only call the shots
because you put up the cash for this operation. That does not mean that you are
the best choice as far as leading this organization goes, nor does it mean that
you're infallible." Lili stood her ground in front of Doors' desk as the
industrialist stood facing her on the other side. "What's the matter?
Boone been right too many times? Afraid that someone is going to start thinking
that he would be make a better leader than you? Is that why you're trying to
force him out?"
"How dare you!" Doors
was livid.
"How dare you? How dare
you make decisions like this without consulting with anyone else? This is
not a dictatorship, is it? Because...if it is, then all I can say is that the
Taelons are looking better all the time!"
Doors stared at her, aghast. He
seemed to have been struck speechless.
"If you keep Boone out,
then I stay "out" as well. Is that clear?" Without waiting for a
reply, Lili turned and stalked out of the office, slamming the door behind her
and making her way directly toward the exit. She didn't so much as glance at
Augur as she passed by him. She knew that every eye was on her - and she really
couldn't care less.
As she stepped into the
elevator, she saw Augur moving her way.
"Lili! Wait!" he
yelled as the doors began to close between them.
"Call me later," she
ground out as the doors finished closing.
With an effort, Boone forced
his eyes open. It was past eleven pm. The hum of the shuttle engines and the
gentle rock they produced had been enough to begin lulling him off to sleep. It
had been a long day on just a few hours of sleep and he was glad to be headed
home. His bed had never seemed so inviting...
"Boone."
With a start, Boone sat up
straighter. He had been drifting off again. Turning to look at Da'an, he was
chagrined to see that the companion was blushing.
"Sorry," he mumbled.
"I'm not sure why I feel so tired. I used to be able to go twice as long
before the urge to sleep overwhelmed me."
Da'an leaned slightly closer.
When he spoke, it was in his own language. "I fear that it is my own
fatigue which you feel, Boone, not your own."
It took Boone a moment to
translate the phrase, but as understanding washed over him, he nodded.
"The bond?" he asked in the same tongue.
Da'an nodded.
"Why have you not
rested?" Boone continued, curiosity getting the best of him.
"I have much which I
must accomplish. Let us leave it at that." Da'an switched back to
english and raised his voice a bit. "We will take you directly home,
however, I wish you to be back in my presence by eleven tomorrow morning."
"Not a problem."
Boone noticed Sandoval eying him curiously and stared him down before leaning
back in his chair and attempting to ignore the sensation of fatigue which
washed over him. What was Da'an up to? What was taking up so much of his time
that he could not rest? Here, surrounded by Sandoval and his assistant,
Lassiter, Boone had no hope of getting Da'an to open up, but tomorrow would be
a different story...
Only after the shuttle had
lifted off and he had taken a few steps toward his front door, did Boone notice
Lili waiting patiently for him on the stoop.
"What's wrong?" he
asked as he unlocked the door and stood back to let her enter.
Once the door was shut behind
them and the lights had been turned on, Lili spoke. "It's Doors," she
huffed as she dropped onto the couch. "He's decided to keep you out of the
organization for a while."
"I knew
it!" Boone's jaw clenched as he flung his overnight bag into a
corner. "Let's have it - what's his reasoning?"
"He's trying to convince
people that your CVI is slowly gaining control of you, but I think we both know
that the real reason behind this is that he feels threatened by you. You've
gained a great deal of support in the movement lately and he's afraid that you
might take over."
Boone dropped onto the couch
next to her and wearily rubbed his face.
"If it's any consolation,
I told him that I knew what he was up to." Lili laid a hand on
Boone's arm. "I'm not going back until you are."
Boone covered Lili's hand with
his own. "I appreciate your support, but we cannot afford to have us both
out of the loop. You need to go back and keep an eye on things."
Lili quickly came to her feet
and faced him. "Forget it! I am not going to eat my words, Will!
Besides...we can probably get the information we need out of Augur and
Sanji."
Reaching up to take Lili's
hand, Boone guided her back to the couch next to him. "I'm glad that
you've begun to see things as I do, Lili, because I'm going to need for you to
handle things for a while..."
"I don't
understand..."
"I'm needed in Ireland for
a while. Da'an's going to fill me in on the assignment, its duration and when
I'm leaving, tomorrow."
"Da'an is sending you
away? Now I'm really confused." Lili pulled her hand free and smoothed
back her hair. "Did you two have an argument or something?"
Boone smirked. "Far from
it. I believe that he's trying to protect me from something...or someone.
Anyway, I have to go along with it for now - I owe it to him to trust him on
this." Boone stood up and headed for the door as Lili followed. "I'll
fill you in at the office tomorrow when we get back from DC. In the meantime,
keep your ears open and see what you can figure out." He swung the door
open. "I'll see you at the office at a quarter to eleven."
Lili nodded and turning, headed
for her car. She heard Boone's door close softly behind her.
A half hour later, Lili
exited her apartment's elevator to find Augur patiently waiting outside her
front door. He looked relieved to see her.
"I was beginning to get
worried..." he began.
"Augur, how did you get in
here?" Lili asked as she unlocked her door. At the wounded look which
crossed his face, she snapped, "Never mind! I should have known better
than to have asked!" She waved him in ahead of her.
As the lights were snapped on,
Augur took in his new surroundings. "Very nice! I believe that we have
compatible decorating styles..."
"Why are you here?"
She interrupted him, as she made her way into the kitchen.
Augur threw his coat down on a
chair before following behind her. "You KNOW why I'm here." He moved
close behind her as she poured herself some water. "I care what happens to
you..." he whispered near her ear.
Lili put the water down and
moved away. "Is there anything I can get you? A Beer? Some wine?"
"No. Nothing like
that..." Augur sighed. "Look, can we just sit down and talk?"
She sighed. "Come
on." Lili picked up her glass and led the way back to the small
living room, where she sat in the armchair.
Augur seated himself on the
small couch facing her. "Lili, why the big confrontation with Doors?"
"Oh, for Pete's sake,
Augur! You know what he's up to!"
"Yes, I do. So does about
eighty percent of the people who work for him. Boone already has a lot of
support in the organization. Doors can't keep him out of the loop forever - too
many of his best people are all ready pressuring him to bring him back."
Augur leaned back on the couch. "But...you know all this, so I ask again -
Why the big scene? Why now?"
"It's just not
right..." Lili swished her water around in the glass and concentrated
on it - anything to keep from actually looking at Augur.
"Lili, why are you
suddenly defending Da'an? What is it that happened up on that mountain that
made you change your mind about him?"
Lili remained silent.
"I would really like to
know why you believe in the Taelon...why you suddenly believe Boone to be
correct about his approach to this 'situation'."
"Listen, one day I'll try
to explain it to you. I promise, but for right now..." She ran a hand
over her forehead as though perplexed. "...everything has changed for me.
It's hard to explain. Let's just say that I've seen who Da'an is, and I just
wish that more of us were like him. Augur, you have to trust me. You have to
help me - and Boone. While we're away, you'll need to be our eyes and
ears."
Augur nodded and stood up.
"Thank-you for that nice little non-explanation." He retrieved his
coat and slipped it on. "Don't worry, I'll keep you informed. Just
remember that you owe me the truth - when you're ready, that is."
"Don't worry, you'll get
it." Lili opened the door and let him pass by her into the hallway.
"Oh, and Augur?"
He looked back at her.
"Thanks."
With a nod and a lopsided grin,
he gave her a mock salute and moved away.
Boone was out on the office
balcony the next morning when Lili arrived.
"Are you ready to
go?" she asked as she moved to stand next to him. The day had started out
at cold and frosty, but was already showing a promise of being warm, with the
kind of blue, cloudless sky that lingered in your memory for days.
"Whenever you are,"
the Head of Security and Interspecies Relations answered. "Just do me a
favor - when we arrive, try to keep Sandoval busy. I really need to talk to
Da'an - alone."
"Consider it done."
"Greetings,
Boone." Da'an was at the audience room window, looking out over the
gardens and the shuttle area.
Boone had the distinct
impression that the American Companion had been there awaiting his shuttle's
arrival. As he approached, he scowled and became concerned.
"You still have not
rested." It was both a statement and an accusation.
Da'an glanced briefly at him
before returning his gaze to the virtual glass windows. "I have spoken
with Kha'rha. He and Siobhan Beckette are expecting you to arrive before this
day is over."
"So soon?"
"I require you to leave
today." Da'an finally turned his gaze toward his implant, shocking
Boone with his appearance. His true 'phosphorescent eyes' were clearly visible
behind the illusionary human ones.
Reacting without thinking,
Boone reached out and grasped both of the Companion's hands. "Da'an,
please...tell me why..." the words faded from his mind as he was
suddenly overcome with the sickening sensation of a powerful mind trying to
invade his most private thoughts. It wasn't Da'an...
It was Zo'or!
Zo'or was trying to break down
Da'an's defenses - trying to wrest his secrets from him!
A sudden fury overcame Boone.
Without being consciously aware of what he was doing, the implant directed a
flurry of pure malice towards the Taelon representative to the United Nations.
Da'an sighed and staggered
against him, even as he felt Zo'or's startled - and terrified withdrawal. For
now, the assault had ceased and he could clearly feel his Companion's relief.
"It would seem that you
are making progress in learning the use of Katya's gift," Da'an quietly
commented as he straightened up and moved slightly away from the security chief.
"It was instinctual. I
really didn't have to think about it," the implant ground out. "I was
just...so angry at Zo'or..."
"And yet, we have often
discussed the drawbacks of such anger..."
"Well, let's not discuss
it now. I cannot undo what's already been done."
Without letting go of either of
Da'an's hands, Boone gently tugged him in the direction of his chair. The
Companion moved slowly, as though he might collapse, but he neither protested,
nor attempted to free himself from his implant's grip. Once he had seated
himself, Boone dropped one of his hands.
"How can the Synod allow Zo'or
to do this?" Boone spat, struggling to keep his anger from showing.
"The Synod ignores my
predicament. It is the general consensus in cases like this, that the better
Taelon will ultimately prevail." Da'an was feeling better and his
appearance showed it.
"I cannot believe that
they are willing to allow this...assault!"
"Among my people, it would
be considered a quarrel, rather than an assault. Yet, this matters not, save
that it is the reason why you must go," Da'an met his eyes. "I cannot
focus all my attention toward repelling Zo'or when I fear for your
safety."
"I understand now."
Boone shook his head. "You know, I don't really care whether Zo'or is the
Taelon representative to the U.N. or not. He acts more like a human mafia Don
than a Taelon and as far as I'm concerned, he really needs to be recalled
before he starts the race war to end them all!"
The companion nearly did a
double-take. "Let us hope that your prediction never comes to pass,"
he managed.
Boone let his breath out slowly
as he finally reined in his anger. "Are you sure that I should leave?
Perhaps it would be best to put up a united front. It worked well enough
just now. Zo'or recoiled from me as though he were being confronted by a
snake."
"Boone, this is my battle.
If I am not capable of facing Zo'or, then I am not fit to hold this seat."
Da'an gestured toward his chair. "I am fighting not only for my position
as American Companion, but for my very right to remain a member of the
commonality." Da'an blinked slowly as he met his friend's eyes, evidently
suppressing some strong emotion which Boone was not quite able to 'read'.
"Our sudden linkage surprised our adversary and gave you the advantage,
however, I fear that such an advantage may only be used once. Whatever you may
think of Zo'or, he is still far more powerful than yourself in matters related
to the commonality. I have little doubt that he is capable of destroying your
mind, should you challenge him on said plane."
The tall red-head nodded.
"I see the bigger picture now. The Synod doubts you because of your
association with me."
Da'an didn't answer - He didn't
have to.
"Why is it that Kha'rha is
not being persecuted? He has a close relationship with Siobhan and his
protectorate. Why are you being singled out?"
"Kha'rha is much older
than myself. He has had the opportunity to forge many strong alliances with
powerful and influential Taelons."
"The more I learn about
your government, the more I realize how little it differs from my own."
Boone looked down. "I too am in a similar situation. The Resistance has
declared me persona non-grata because of our association."
Da'an squeezed his hand.
"Then, you have little to lose by leaving now."
"I suppose not, but before
I go, I suggest that you get some rest." He smiled gently at his
friend. "I'll stay with you."
"I thank-you for this
respite." With a sigh, Da'an reclined in his chair as an energy stream
descended.
Boone continued to hold on to
his hand and watched over him as the energy swirled about them both.
Lili sat up straighter when
she saw Boone heading toward her shuttle. She had returned to it forty minutes
ago, having run out of ways to distract Sandoval and had very nearly fallen asleep.
"Boone, if I had known you
were going to be gone for nearly two hours, I would have brought along a
book," she began.
"Lili, I can't talk right
now, but there are a few things you need to know," Boone interrupted her.
When he saw that he had her attention, he continued. "Everything can be
summed up in one word. -Zo'or-. He's in the process of trying to wrest Da'an's
position away from him by uncovering those things which Da'an has kept from the
Synod."
"What?"
"He's assaulting Da'an
mentally, trying to break down his defenses and if he can use me against him by
commanding me or killing me, he will...Which is why I 'm leaving for Ireland in
the next few minutes."
"Without even stopping
home for your clothes?" Lili looked confused.
"Da'an wants me to leave
directly. There's really no telling what Zo'or is capable of and Da'an would
really rather not have me knocked off by his rival while I was packing."
Boone put his hands on his hips. "Lili, while I'm gone, keep in touch with
Augur. Let me know what you can...when you can."
"I will."
"And, Lili?"
"Don't worry. I'll keep an
eye on Da'an. Maybe even find some way to screw Zo'or over..."
"That's my Lili."
Boone saw Sandoval's assistant approaching. "Here comes Lassiter now.
Gotta go."
"Buzz me when you get
settled in."
Boone nodded and moved off
toward the other shuttle.
Siobhan Beckette greeted
Boone as soon as his shuttle touched down outside the Taelon Embassy in Dublin.
"Good to be seeing you
again so soon, Commander, " Beckette said as she enthusiastically shook
his hand.
"As long as it's just you
and me, the name is Will."
"Will, then. Same for you
- call me Siobhan." She began leading him towards the embassy entrance.
"After we've met with Kha'rha, I'll take you downtown for some clothing
and essentials. Da'an informed us that you had no time to pack."
"No I didn't. I'd
appreciate the shopping trip."
Neither talked after they
entered the Taelon edifice, but rather, made their way purposefully toward the
audience chamber at the upper level. Boone noted that the structure was
identical to the one in DC, which really wasn't surprising, considering that
the Taelons only seemed to be using two basic structural designs. In locations
where the weather could get cold, the structure was tall and compact. In
tropical areas, they were short and spread out. It all made sense when you
remembered that these structures were organic - alive. The more compact
embassies were marvels of heat conservation, while the low, sprawling ones were
amazing when it came to channeling cooling breezes.
Within a few minutes, the two of
them came upon the main audience chamber and waited respectfully near the
entrance.
They didn't have to wait long.
"Please enter," came
the melodic voice of Kha'rha.
They moved to stand before him
and both made the Taelon hand gesture, which was used for either greeting or
leave taking.
Kha'rha responded in kind
before surprising Boone by rising from his seat and approaching. He stopped
directly before the human Security Chief, which afforded Boone the chance to
get a good look at him.
The Irish Companion was tall
and more masculine in shape than any of the Taelons Boone had yet met. His
features, however, bore many of the familiar feminine characteristics which
Da'an exhibited. Kha'rha's brow ridge was highly arched over large, luminescent
blue eyes. He had pronounced cheekbones, an androgynous jaw line, a small,
upturned nose and full, sensuous lips. But more important to Boone, than any of
these features, was the look of understanding and warmth which lit the Taelon's
false face.
Kha'rha smiled and held out his
hand in the human gesture for greeting. "It pleases me to have you
here," he said in a voice which was lower pitched than Da'an's.
Boone took the offered hand and
shook it. "It pleases me to be of assistance," he replied. He found
himself liking Kha'rha already and had to remind himself that he would have to
be on his guard to prevent him from discovering that his security consultant
was not the 'typical implant'.
The Taelon released Boone's
hand and walked slowly around him, sizing him up. "Da'an...and Quo'on
himself, have recommended you to me, but this has not been necessary. I have
followed your progress as Da'an's favored implant and already know that you are
up to the task at hand." Kha'rha stopped before Boone once more.
"Siobhan herself has praised your handling of the Ma'el incident and told
me of your successful interactions with the locals." Here the Companion
smirked. "They are still telling stories of your drinking contest with
Tony."
Boone was amused by his
new-found notoriety, but decided to get down to business. "May I ask what
my current assignment entails?"
Kha'rha turned slightly away.
"This day is drawing to a close. I suggest that you allow Siobhan to show
you some of the local shops. After you've returned here and been shown your
quarters, we shall talk." He turned back toward Boone and put a hand to
his chest while holding his left hand, palm up.
Without further adieu, Boone
and Siobhan responded in kind and turning on their heels, left the audience
room.
Da'an leaned against the
armrests of his chair and composed himself. He was about to receive a visit -
one which he was actually looking forward to now that Boone was safely away. He
didn't have to wait long.
Zo'or entered the audience
chamber and approached the seated figure. He wore his customary look of disdain
and managed to give the American Companion a superior look, even though Da'an's
chair placed him in the superior position.
Da'an merely nodded,
acknowledging Zo'or's presence.
"I have need of one of
your implants," the U.N. representative stated.
"And why might that
be?" Da'an asked calmly.
"My position keeps me
busy. I have not the time to search out an appropriate implant of my own."
"...And yet, I have made
the time to select and recruit my own implants, despite an equally busy
schedule." Da'an stood up and moved to stand before Zo'or. "I
understand that Quo'on has dictated that you might take another Companion's
implant for your own, should he possess more than one. I knew you would come to
me. You may therefore take Sandoval as your own."
"I require Boone."
Zo'or actually put his nose higher in the air.
"Him you may not
have," Da'an replied firmly. "Nor will you win Quo'on's support in
this."
"It would be best for you,
if you complied with my request. Already the rest of the Synod looks upon your
bond with the human and believes you to be tainted. Before long, they will shun
you...and then I will win your seat and both your implants." Zo'or's grin
was chilling.
"You do not make a
request, but a demand," Da'an spoke softly, but there was a hard look on
his face. He glared at his nemesis from the corners of his eyes. "If I
failed to honor the bond I myself initiated, then I truly would deserve the
Synod's censure."
Zo'or's smirk faded.
"Where is Boone?"
"His services have already
been requested by Kha'rha. I fear that he will be gone for as long as you may
require him." Da'an tilted his head in a taunting way.
The corners of the visiting
companion's mouth sagged. "I see...Very well, I will therefore accept
Sandoval. Have him meet me in the shuttle area." Without awaiting a
response, Zo'or turned and left the room.
Da'an opened a data stream,
causing Sandoval's image to appear before him.
Sandoval came to attention.
"Da'an?"
"Your presence is
required." Without waiting for his implant's reply, Da'an cut the
transmission. He slowly moved back toward his chair.
"But...Da'an!"
Sandoval actually attempted to protest his re-assignment. "I..."
The Taelon interrupted him.
"I believe your re-assignment shall be of short duration," he
soothed. "but before you go, I have one more order which I wish to give
you. It is imperative that you follow it exactly."
"I will."
"You are to serve Zo'or as
you would serve me, however, if he should command you to do anything which
would endanger Commander Boone's life, you are not to actually carry through
with your assignment. You are to report to Quo'on secretly and at the first
opportunity. You will inform him of the command I have just given you and then
you will tell him what it is that Zo'or has ordered you to do. Do you understand
this?"
"I understand."
"What will you do if Zo'or
gives you contradicting orders?"
"I will honor your orders
above his. Da'an...how will you get by without any implants?"
"Lassiter and Marquette
shall assume the duties which you and Boone will be unable to perform during
this time. Somehow, we shall manage." Da'an nodded and blinked.
"You will be missed, Agent Sandoval."
"As will you."
Sandoval saluted and made his exit.
Boone finished arranging his
new clothing in a dresser which looked bizarrely out of place in the embassy
room which would be his home during his assignment's duration. The room was on
one of the mid-level floors and although it had no windows, its ceiling glowed
softly, providing the illusion of natural light.
"Are you ready?"
Siobhan appeared in the doorway. Her own room was located right next door to
Kha'ha's and Boone knew that it would be exactly the same as the one he had
last slept in at the DC embassy.
"All set," was his
reply as he closed the dresser and straightened up.
After making a few turns and
climbing a few curving ramps, they once again stood before the Irish Companion.
"Please allow us some time
together," Kha'rha said after exchanging greetings with the implants. With
a nod, and a wink at Boone, Siobhan turned and left the room. Both Taelon and
man watched as she disappeared through the doorway.
Boone turned to notice
Kha'rha's eyes upon him. "She's quite a woman," he commented.
The Taelon smirked. "She
is quite a human being," he corrected, to Boone's chagrin.
"Come, let us sit by the window."
Once seated, he turned towards
Boone and began explaining the circumstances which had led him to ask Da'an for
permission to make use of his implant.
"We companions have begun
experimenting with an abbreviated form of the CVI which you possess, " he
began in a low voice. It allows us to experiment with selective memory."
"Selective memory?"
Boone didn't like what he was hearing.
"A means by which we may
make use of human talents, freely given, without compromising our
security." The companion looked out the window at the glowing lights of
Dublin. "We have transported many volunteers to our base and ships on the
far side of the moon. There they provide information about the human ability to
adapt to working, living and reproducing in Taelon environments. They have been
treated well and actual medical experimentation has been kept to a
minimum."
"So, if everything is so
wonderful, what's the problem?" Boone asked, afraid of the answer he would
receive.
"Lately, some of those
volunteers returning to earth have been losing all long term memory."
Boone felt chilled. Without any
long term memory, humans were unable to remember even the simplest things for
more than three minutes...if that. A human with this kind of disability was
completely and utterly dependant upon others for his continued existence. His
life ended the day his memory was damaged. Such a person had perfect memory of
their life up until they were affected. After that, he was doomed to live the
same three minutes over and over for the rest of their life.
"Are you telling me that
the new CVI's are causing this?"
"We are certain at this
point that all the affected humans have had their CVI's tampered
with," Kha'rha locked eyes with Boone. "Siobhan feels certain
that the Liberation is the source of this tampering. I fear that they are
attempting to restore the volunteer's memories so that they may expose our
projects. You must put a stop to this before the anger being directed towards
us by the victim's families escalates into violence."
"I'll need to know the
specifics of the research which was being carried out and how the volunteers
were recruited and transported."
"I will put all of my
resources at your disposal," Kha'rha replied as he stood up. "You
will assume your new duties in the morning. Siobhan will, of course, be
assisting you during your investigation. She will be able to fill you in on
some of the recent problems as well."
"In the morning,
then." Boone stood and made the Taelon leave-taking gesture before heading
off toward his room. It looked like he had gotten himself into situation which
would provide him with more information about the Taelon's secret agenda."
He would have to contact Lili
about this.
End of Part One
