Chapter 3
"Doubts"

Admiral Alissa Kerrigan gazed out at the bustle of ships en route either in or out of Deep Space Nine. Her mind was troubled by the message that was just given to her. Admiral Andrews had said nothing of great importance , just that Colonel Janeway had taken the news with more composure than they had expected. But that in itself was immportant enough.

Kerrigan glanced at the clock hanging on the wall .
There were still four hours until the ceremony . But a lot could be done in four hours.

She sat at her computer terminal and requested a direct link to Starfleet Command.

"Link code required," the dis-embodied voice droned.

"Code alpha seven zeta three. Alissa Kerrigan , Admiral."

"Code accepted."

In a moment , the Starfleet insignia on the screen was replaced by a stern-featured man. "Yes, Kerrigan?"

"Sir , I was just wondering if you are sure that this is the most appropriate form of action."

Grand Admiral Gavin Carter sighed. "Kerrigan , we've been through this . The Romulon spy will give us the blue-prints of the new warbirds only if Voyager is de-commissioned! There is no other alternative!!!!!"

The screen went blank , and Alissa Kerrigan leaned back , her doubts quelled. This was the right thing to do.

Little did she know that at that exact moment , plans were being made that would change her mind.