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Chapter Three

       Julian Bashir walked towards the food replicator with Jahzara.

"What would you like to eat?" he asked.

"Peach yogurt and some fat-free milk." Jahzara answered simply. Julian raised an eyebrow, but nevertheless told the replicator what Jahzara wanted.

He, himself, bid the replicator give him some hot chicken soup and water.

"I'm a vegetarian." Jahzara simply stated in explanation.

       The two sat down, at an empty table, facing each other, eating in silence.

That is, until a certain someone came and joined them.

"Mind if I join you?" a voice said. Julian turned and saw Lieutenant Dax asking the question. Almost immediately, Bashir said yes.

"No, not at all, Jadzia." Bashir answered. Jadzia brought an empty chair to the tableside and sat down.

"By the way, this is my niece Jahzara." Bashir introduced. "Jahzara this is my good friend Lieutenant Jadzia Dax."

"Jadzia will be fine." Dax added putting forth her hand. "It's wonderful to meet you, Jahzara."

"Same to you, Lieutenant." Jahzara answered, forcing herself to smile.

Julian and Jadzia lapsed into conversation while Jahzara listened half-heartedly.

FINALLY the conversation altered to the topic of herself.

"Jahzara, weren't your parents' names Joshua and Julia Bashir?" Jadzia asked curiously.

Jahzara nodded.  "They owned all the mining companies on Earth and some on other planets. But they sold them to some wealthy Vulcan miner after I was born."

"They did?" Julian asked suddenly.

Jadzia quickly elbowed him in the arm and he quieted afterwards.

Silence followed after the elbowing—a long silence.

"You know, Benjamin was asking about you today in Ops." Jadzia announced.

This sparked Jahzara's attention. "Was he, now?"

"Ya, he was researching your name in every language."

"I wonder why…" Doctor Bashir spoke up. "It's not like the commander to do something like that."

"Some prophecy he got from the Prophets last night. They told him that their messenger, 'The One' was coming."

Jahzara looked up slowly. "Really? Now that is fascinating."

"Ya I thought so too. Whoever 'The One' is, their name means 'Blessed Princess' in some ancient language."

"Intriguing."

"What's your name mean, Jahzara? Did your parents ever tell you?" Doctor Bashir asked.

Jahzara was silent for a bit. "I-I haven't a clue. My parents never told me."

Something inside Jahzara told her that she knew what her name meant, but when she tried to remember, she couldn't.

"Well, we'd better get going, Jadzia. I promised Jahzara I'd introduce her to some of the other children on the station." Julian announced standing.

Jadzia stood also.

"You're probably right, Julian, I've got a shift in about ten minutes too." She turned to Jahzara. "It was nice meeting you, Jahzara. Maybe sometime you could join Major Kira and I in the holosuite."

Jahzara nodded vacantly; something or someone had caught her eye. "Perhaps I shall."

Jadzia turned to go, but before she could get far, Jahzara called to her.

"Lieutenant!" Jadzia turned to face Jahzara. "Who's that Cardassian in that shop over there?"

Jadzia looked surprised that she'd asked that question, but nevertheless she answered it.

"That's Garak's shop. If you want I could introduce him to you, under the impression that we're buying new clothes for you—my treat." Jadzia offered.

Jahzara was the one to look surprised now. "Are you sure?"

"Mmhmm. How about, oh, I don't know, say 13:35?"

"That sounds good for me. Thank you Lieutenant, for doing this for me." Jahzara thanked. "Not many people have been kind to me."

And with that she waltzed off. Jadzia frowned at the last bit. 'Not many people have been kind to me.' What could Jahzara mean by that? Chapter Three

       Julian Bashir walked towards the food replicator with Jahzara.

"What would you like to eat?" he asked.

"Peach yogurt and some fat-free milk." Jahzara answered simply. Julian raised an eyebrow, but nevertheless told the replicator what Jahzara wanted.

He, himself, bid the replicator give him some hot chicken soup and water.

"I'm a vegetarian." Jahzara simply stated in explanation.

       The two sat down, at an empty table, facing each other, eating in silence.

That is, until a certain someone came and joined them.

"Mind if I join you?" a voice said. Julian turned and saw Lieutenant Dax asking the question. Almost immediately, Bashir said yes.

"No, not at all, Jadzia." Bashir answered. Jadzia brought an empty chair to the tableside and sat down.

"By the way, this is my niece Jahzara." Bashir introduced. "Jahzara this is my good friend Lieutenant Jadzia Dax."

"Jadzia will be fine." Dax added putting forth her hand. "It's wonderful to meet you, Jahzara."

"Same to you, Lieutenant." Jahzara answered, forcing herself to smile.

Julian and Jadzia lapsed into conversation while Jahzara listened half-heartedly.

FINALLY the conversation altered to the topic of herself.

"Jahzara, weren't your parents' names Joshua and Julia Bashir?" Jadzia asked curiously.

Jahzara nodded.  "They owned all the mining companies on Earth and some on other planets. But they sold them to some wealthy Vulcan miner after I was born."

"They did?" Julian asked suddenly.

Jadzia quickly elbowed him in the arm and he quieted afterwards.

Silence followed after the elbowing—a long silence.

"You know, Benjamin was asking about you today in Ops." Jadzia announced.

This sparked Jahzara's attention. "Was he, now?"

"Ya, he was researching your name in every language."

"I wonder why…" Doctor Bashir spoke up. "It's not like the commander to do something like that."

"Some prophecy he got from the Prophets last night. They told him that their messenger, 'The One' was coming."

Jahzara looked up slowly. "Really? Now that is fascinating."

"Ya I thought so too. Whoever 'The One' is, their name means 'Blessed Princess' in some ancient language."

"Intriguing."

"What's your name mean, Jahzara? Did your parents ever tell you?" Doctor Bashir asked.

Jahzara was silent for a bit. "I-I haven't a clue. My parents never told me."

Something inside Jahzara told her that she knew what her name meant, but when she tried to remember, she couldn't.

"Well, we'd better get going, Jadzia. I promised Jahzara I'd introduce her to some of the other children on the station." Julian announced standing.

Jadzia stood also.

"You're probably right, Julian, I've got a shift in about ten minutes too." She turned to Jahzara. "It was nice meeting you, Jahzara. Maybe sometime you could join Major Kira and I in the holosuite."

Jahzara nodded vacantly; something or someone had caught her eye. "Perhaps I shall."

Jadzia turned to go, but before she could get far, Jahzara called to her.

"Lieutenant!" Jadzia turned to face Jahzara. "Who's that Cardassian in that shop over there?"

Jadzia looked surprised that she'd asked that question, but nevertheless she answered it.

"That's Garak's shop. If you want I could introduce him to you, under the impression that we're buying new clothes for you—my treat." Jadzia offered.

Jahzara was the one to look surprised now. "Are you sure?"

"Mmhmm. How about, oh, I don't know, say 13:35?"

"That sounds good for me. Thank you Lieutenant, for doing this for me." Jahzara thanked.

And with that she waltzed off.

(A/N: Ya stupid ending. No cliffie I know. At least I tried though)