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Chapter Two

       Jahzara sighed loudly as she leaned on the handrail, watching the civilians of Deep Space Nine walk the Promenade. All of them looked as bored as she was, walking back and forth on the Promenade, while she had nothing better to do, than to just sit on the upper Promenade, leaning on that stupid handrail. She jumped when she heard the clearing of a throat behind her. Jahzara whipped her head around only to see the very peculiar face of someone she didn't know. His arms were crossed over his slightly puffed out chest—most likely puffed out because he thinks he's important, Jahzara added to herself.

"What do you want?" she asked in her arrogant teen-like manner.

"I was going to inform you that I usually don't allow civilians to sit on over the lower Promenade." The man—or whatever he was informed Jahzara.

"In case you haven't noticed," Jahzara started, "I'm not a civilian. I am in fact the niece of Doctor Julian Bashir and I will be treated with respect."

"So you're the rich girl whose parents passed away. Pity." The man stated.

"You could show a little more respect, you know, mister, umm—"

"It's Constable, young lady, Constable Odo. And I will show you as much respect as you show me." Constable Odo responded.

"Fine, be that way." Jahzara said turning back towards the lower Promenade. The Constable cleared his throat again. "What do you want now?"

"I'm afraid I'll still have to ask you to move."

Jahzara rolled her eyes in a teenager fashion and muttered under her breath. Odo caught only a few words such as "Stupid" and "Men".  Constable Odo shook his head and turned to walk the other way to patrol the rest of the Promenade. Human children or "teens" could be so odd.

Jahzara walked dully into the infirmary, her arms folded tightly, and laid down on one of the medical beds.

Currently all were empty and there was no action in the infirmary except for movement in the back room.

She sighed loudly and the movement stopped, seemingly confused at the loud noise.

Julian Bashir waltzed out of the back room of the infirmary looking very pleased with him self.

He stopped abruptly when he saw his niece laying on one of the medical beds on her stomach, her chin resting on her folded hands.

Smiling, Julian crept up silently and rested his own chin on the medical bed, on top of his own folded hands.

"Bored already?" he asked.

"What do you think?" Jahzara asked dully.

Julian raised a single brow and almost reluctantly removed a medical triquarter from his belt. Bashir proceeded to scan his niece.

"Oh no, she's infected with "The I-Have-Nothing-To-Do Disease"! Doctor Jahzara, what shall we do?" 

Jahzara put her head down, smothering her cracked smiled. But, this did nothing to help her except further her uncle's taunts.

"Oh! What's this? Is Jahzara Bashir actually smiling? News break-Jahzara Bashir smiles for the first time in her life!" Julian peered at Jahzara closely.

A smothered "That is NOT true!" came from Jahzara and anyone could've told that she was smiling brightly beneath.

Julian gently lifted Jahzara's head and looked deep within her eyes.

"Oh really?"

"Yes, in fact I have smiled before." Jahzara stated curtly, returning her face to its serious complexion.

Julian smiled. "Still bored?"

"Yes."

"How about getting some lunch and then perhaps I can introduce you to some of the other kids on board the station."

"Only if they're my age or over."

"Very well. I know a few kids that are around your age. They should be pleased to meet you."

"Fine with me." Jahzara answered even duller than before.