Hi there, I'm finally back. Please excuse my absence, school got in the
way of my writing and I have had a block for the last little while. But
the good part is that I am back now. Anyway, I'd like to give a note to
all my reviewers since last chapter.
Writegirl: I like cliffhangers though. It is so much fun to do. There is another one, and until the fic ends (cause yes there will be an end) there should be a cliffy at the end of each chapter. Otherwise you would think it done.
Luis: I finally wrote some more. And I'm glad you liked the new chapter.
l. chrisoula Winfield: Vash will come out of his little "I'm stupid don't pay attention to me bit" for the federation. I start hinting at it in this chapter. It will come out more later on. But I leave all the imagination of how he does it to you.
Asteria: Glad you think everyone is in character. I was worried about it for a while when I started it out. Thanks for your review.
Popples: Thank you for saying I have good character consistency I thought it only appropriate that Vash had a daughter and named her Rem.
Brax: Thank you for not only reviewing but also sending me e-mails. It helped get me out of my writer's block and back to updating. I must give credit to you, your idea made it into the fic, it's at the end. Thanks for the reviews. And I tried to put more comedy into it. But Federation peoples are normally pretty stiff around other 'aliens'.
Delphine Pryde: Thank you for telling me that I did this crossover nicely. I was hoping that it wouldn't seem to cliché.
Well now, on to the story. We last left off with Vash thinking that Picard was expecting a fight.
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The Enterprise slid through the blackness called space effortlessly at warp speed. It had been 28 hours since the ship had received new orders to travel to the Breen border. Vash noticed that since that conversation, none of the Starfleet personnel seemed interested in the small group of residents from Gunsmoke.
Vash was staring out of the window in his quarters when Knives came through the door.
"Hey, Vash." Knives spoke calmly as he walked up to his brother. "Double dollar for your thoughts?"
"They don't use double dollars in this place remember." Vash smirked. "You should know better than anyone that my thoughts are normally free."
"Let me guess then," Knives started. "You've been wondering about the Breen, haven't you?"
Vash turned to face his brother. "Yes I have."
"I looked up some information in this ships computers about them. It said that they are a race that lives on a cold planet. They wear environmental suits to have contact with outsiders. They also have a reputation for being a violent race. Attacking colonies, and even fighting the federation during what they call the Dominion War." Knives offered.
"So we were right to guess that Picard was expecting a fight when we get to Breen space." Vash offered.
"Perhaps," Knives turned to face the window. "Then again, it does say that they surrendered."
"We were wrong." Vash stated.
"About what?"
"In thinking that this new galaxy was without war and violence. It doesn't sound like they have peaceful days." Vash let his gaze drop. He was beginning to feel like he had made a terrible mistake.
"You should stop fretting," Knives began. "We all made the choice knowing what this..."
Knives was cut off by the lights in the room dimming suddenly. As both Plans realized what was happening, a red glow started to flash through the room. Klaxons began sounding as the starship dropped from warp speeds.
"What's going on?" Vash shouted over the noise.
"I don't know!" Knives responded. "Computer stop the alarms and tell us what happened!"
The klaxons stopped sounding. When the computer spoke, Vash and Knives froze in place.
"The Enterprise has entered Red alert status. All civilians are secured in their quarters until further notice." The cold voice of the computer informed.
"Weapons and shields." Vash said as he looked at his brother. "Where are the girls?"
Knives was left in shock. As he began to open his mouth to say where he last saw them, the ship shook violently sending both of them to the floor.
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Meryl, Millie, and Rem had been in the holodeck and were on their way back to their quarters when the lights cut to the red glow.
"Mommy, what's this mean?" Rem asked looking at the pretty red flashing lights.
"I don't know honey." Meryl responded. "Maybe we should ask a---"She was cut off as the ship suddenly shook violently throwing all three of them to the floor.
Rem began to cry because she had hit her head against the bulkhead. Millie was struggling to stand back up after Meryl had been thrown on top of her.
"Meryl, I think we should find someplace to---."Millie had started to say as the ship shuttered back to the other side. Each of them landed on the deck again.
Rem continued her crying. But neither of the women heard her. Both of them were unconscious from being hurled into the bulkhead.
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"Damage Report!" Riker yelled as he struggled back into his chair.
"The Engineering Hull Has sustained moderate damage. Shields are now operational." Worf reported from his station. The Klingon had always been standing during attacks, so he was used to staying in that position after hard hits like the last two.
""Picard to Engineering. Geordie, why the hell didn't the shields raise?" Picard had just started getting back into his chair.
"Apparently that wormhole affected the power distribution systems, they are working fine now." Geordies voice called out over the ships intercom.
"Where are our attackers?" Picard said as he looked at Data.
"After both shots, their ships went into warp speeds. I have their course and speed." Data replied.
"Stand down from Red Alert and begin repairs. We will maintain this position until I contact Starfleet." Picard gave the orders realizing that whoever had attacked was not ay power involved in the War. The brief glimpse of one of the attackers did not match any known configuration.
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Dr. Crusher had been in combat plenty of times during her career. She was glad that she had no crew casualties from this last attack. She turned in her office chair to tend to some of her paper work when Vash and Knives came into the room. Both of them were frantic for something.
"Meryl, Rem!" Vash started to call out. He searched the sickbay for both of them.
"Millie!" Knives yelled. He was in the same emotional state as his brother.
"They're not here." Beverly said trying to calm them down.
"Then where are they?" Vash asked. His worry began overcoming him.
"We will find them." Crusher started. She reached her right hand up and tapped the communications badge. "Crusher to Security. The three females from Gunsmoke are missing. Begin a search."
As she finished her short command, two security officers came through the doors. One was carrying Meryl. The other was carrying Millie. Rem followed them closely and was still crying.
"Put them on those beds." Crusher indicated two empty bio-beds by pointing in the general direction.
"Rem!" Vash shouted as he ran to his daughter and picked her up.
"Daddy! The floor started shaking and I hit my head and then it shook again, and mommy hit her head and she wouldn't wake up and I kept crying but I didn't want to leave and then these two men came up and took us here and I don't like it in space anymore and I want to go home and I want a doughnut!" Rem said through her tears.
"It's ok, mommy will be ok." Vash said as he calmed his child down. As he did so he looked over towards DR. Crusher as she was going over Meryl's unconscious form.
"Three cc's hydrocortazine. Give me the cortical stimulator." She demanded. After one of the nurses handed her the device, she attached it onto Meryl's forehead and activated it. "She has a moderate concussion. She should come around."
Just like Crusher said, Meryl's eyes began to flutter and then open. Meryl dropped into a state of near panic.
"Where am I? Where is my daughter? Where is Vash?" She began yelling as two nurses rushed to hold her down.
"We're right here." Vash said soothingly. He was concerned about his wife. "And we are on the Enterprise."
"What happened? Where is Millie?" Meryl searched the room. Se located her friend on another Bio-bed sitting up with Knives by her side.
"Mommy, you went to sleep while the ship was shaking and you wouldn't wake up until now and I was scared and I'm hungry." Rem started again. Although she had stopped crying, her sniffling still affected her voice.
As Vash leaned down to set Rem on the floor, Meryl Doubled up her fist and hit him in the back of the head. Vash fell to the floor as Knives chuckled. Dr. Crusher seemed absolutely shocked.
"Why didn't you get her something to eat broom-head?" Meryl half yelled. As Vash stood up she smiled at him.
"Yeah, you're doing fine I see." Vash said as he rubbed his head. "You could have just said 'I love you' or something."
After seeing what had just happened, Beverly decided not to ask. "Meryl you need to rest. And I want you to stay here for a while just to be sure."
"Ok," Meryl nodded. No doubt Millie had been told the same thing. She turned to face Vash again. "Get her something to eat."
"Ok, Ok, just don't hit me again. Or I will be next to you in here." He commented as he took his daughters hand. "Let's go get something good to eat. Okay."
"I'll come right back here mommy." Rem said as they walked through the door.
After watching his brother leave Knives decided to just stay in sickbay.
"Why don't you go with them?" Millie asked. She seemed to be barely phased by the whole ordeal. That's what made Knives fall for her. Her carefree attitude always drew him closer to her.
"I'm staying here with you." Knives responded as he thought about when he first seen Millie.
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Millie had agreed to watch over Knives until Vash returned from the store. Knives had been unconscious for ten days straight. Millie had just been sitting there petting the black cat that her and Meryl adopted while living in the small town.
When Knives opened his eyes, he first saw the ceiling. Then he turned his head to the side and saw a brown haired woman sitting across from him. At first he was disgusted by the fact that he was in the same room as one of the 'spiders,' and even more so by the fact that he was injured to the point where moving caused immense amounts of pain. 'Damn Vash for leaving me here like this with this, this...' his thought trailed off as Millie approached him.
"Oh your finally up. I bet you're hungry. I'll go get you some soup." Then she calmly walked out of the door.
Knives was shocked. First by the fact that she did not fear him like all of the Gung-Ho Guns did. Secondly, she had been with his brother for so long, Knives guessed that she knew who he was. But she went to go me soup.
Millie returned shortly with a bowl of steaming soup and sat next to him on the bed.
"Here drink up, it will help you get your strength back." She offered him the hot bowl.
"Why?" Knives spoke in a low raspy voice. His vocal chords hurt from not being used.
"What?"
"Why are you doing this?" Knives was able to sound more audible this time around.
"Because Vash wants you to regain your strength." She set the bowl net to him and stood up. "I'll go find him and tell him that you are awake."
Millie exited the small room and left Knives to himself. Knives pushed himself up, although painfully, into a sitting position leaning against the headboard of his bed. He reached over to take the soup.
'I'll regain my strength and cause Vash so much suffering for shooting me that many times.' He took the soup and began to drink it. 'But that girl wasn't afraid of me. Why?'
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Knives always thought she was simply putting on an act. But after getting to know her, he realized that was the way she was.
"Go and eat something, I will be fine." Millie insisted. "Besides, you have to make sure Vash gets Rem something good to eat and not just doughnuts."
"You're right." Knives stood up. "I'll go check on them." He kissed Millie on the cheek and left the room.
After Knives was out of earshot, Millie glanced at Meryl, who had been watching them the whole time.
"Has he asked you yet?" Meryl asked. Millie understood what se meant.
"Yes he did. We were married three months ago. Knives just wanted to wait for the best time to tell Vash." Millie responded. She didn't want to ruin the surprise for Vash. She knew she could trust Meryl to keep it from him though.
"I should have known." Meryl started. "You two spent so long together, I should have figured it out." Meryl realized again that Millie was smarter than everyone gave her credit for.
"Do you think it was wrong of me to accept?" Millie suddenly seemed saddened by her own happiness.
"What do you mean?" Meryl shifted her legs off of her bed.
"Was it wrong of me to just forget Mr. Wolfwood like this?"
"I think he would have wanted you to be happy, Millie. It's always hard to move on, but he would be happy for you." Meryl tried her best to comfort her friend.
"I guess your right." Millie seemed to cheer up a bit. Dr. crusher started to walk up to her after examining her medical readings.
"Where did Knives go?" Beverly asked as she stopped next to the bio-bed.
"He went to get something to eat." Millie responded with her usual cheery demeanor.
"I wanted to tell the both of you at the same time, but I guess you can tell him later."
"Tell him what?" Meryl jumped into the conversation.
"Well," Beverly started. "Millie, you're pregnant."
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Worf was sitting in Ten Forward eating some Klingon gahg from the replicator. He knew that it wasn't the best kind of gahg but it would have to do. It had been almost two years since Jadzia had been killed. The only thing keeping him sane was the fact that he took his old post on the Enterprise. It kept him away from the memories.
As he sat there eating, he noticed Vash and Rem walk through the doors. Worf knew what is meant to be a father. His son, Alexander, was aboard the I.K.S. Ya'Vang. He had not spoken to him since his wedding to Jadzia.
"I must stop dwelling on the past." Worf muttered to himself. He thought of anyway to free his mind. Then it came to him. Vash was said to be a powerful man being able to elude many bounty hunters. "He must be a great warrior." Worf muttered again. His thought turned towards the tall blond man. Worf studied his clothing. He then remembered the story that Vash and Knives had told. They made comment about their 'angel arm' that could destroy entire cities and drill great craters in a moon.
"He must be a warrior." Worf stood and began to approach Vash as Knives entered the room. Worf paused a moment to allow the two brothers to speak before interrupting them.
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Vash had ordered a plate of doughnuts when he entered Ten Forward.
"Daddy?" Rem Began to speak up again.
"What is it Rem?" Vash responded with his fatherly tone.
"I want to stay with mommy in the hospital."
"OK, but first you have to eat something so daddy doesn't get hit again." Vash smiled as he thought how much he actually enjoyed being hit in the head by his 'loving' wife.
As the two of them began eating, Knives entered the room. Vash also noticed that the Klingon, Worf was it, was heading his way.
"Hey Vash, I thought I'd join you." Knives said with a light wave.
"Of course." Vash turned back to his doughnuts.
"Vash I'd like to talk to you about something." Knives started.
"What..." Vash stuffed a doughnut in his mouth, chewed it and swallowed. "About?" Another doughnut suffered the same fate.
Knives leaned down towards Rem, "Would you go back and check on Millie and Meryl for me?" He smiled. He thought this should get her out of the way so he could talk to his brother privately.
"OK!" Rem shouted and started for the door. "I know where it is!" She continued out before Vash had a chance to object.
"Well, I hope you know I'm going to get hit for this one." Vash started, He seemed depressed until he started eating again.
"I wanted to tell you something about me and Millie." Knives began. He wasn't sure how Vash would take this. But given their recent situation, it should be no problem.
"You married her." Vash stated in between doughnuts.
"How the Hell did you know?" Knives began.
"I'm quicker than you all give me credit for. I noticed the ring on her hand." Vash said before shoving another doughnut down.
"You feign density better than anyone." Knives glared at him.
Worf took this moment as the time to approach.
"You two have great power," Worf began.
Vash turned around, then instinctively covered his doughnuts. "No you can't have them!"
"Shut up, that's not what he means," Knives scolded. He then turned towards the Klingon. "Your point is?"
"I wish to engage you in friendly combat. A show of strength." Worf spoke with the true air of a Klingon.
"Why would you want us to fight you?" Vash spoke back.
"I have challenged many in combat, I wish to see your skill and how you gained such a reputation."
"Can't we just discuss this?" Vash said again, clearly whining.
"You are such a baby Vash," Knives began. "He wants to test his strength to yours. There is no harm in that is there?"
Worf visibly smiled. The thought of combat with a legend from a planet always caused the blood in him to boil in anticipation.
"But, I'm a gunman. They have force fields and phasers and all sorts of technology on us. How would it be a fair fight?" Vash obviously did not want to fight someone from this new galaxy. He hated fighting period.
"I have fought a Kelvan twice my side and succeeded in this manner of combat. Surely you would indulge me. Or at least give me witness to your 'angel arm' so that I may understand it better."
"Klingons are violent aren't they?" Knives stated. He suddenly realized that this was not the ideal statement to make.
"We are warriors. As I assume you two are." Worf seemed proud every time he even spoke the word warrior.
"Me," Vash started. "I'm a peace-loving gunman who chases the elusive mayfly known as love."
Vash was hit in the back of the head. He wondered if Meryl has entered the room but realized it was much more forceful than the playful hits that she gave him. Vash knew it had been his brother.
"What was that for?" Vash demanded.
"Meryl wasn't here to do it." Knives responded nonchalantly.
"Interesting words from a man that was claimed to be the most destructive on the planet." Worf started again. "Then you will not fight me."
"I don't like fighting." Vash started.
"Then how does your 'angel arm' do so much damage, and why would you use it?" Worf questioned.
"Like we said before," Knives started the explanation again. "I made the two revolvers that allow us to transform our arms into the 'angel arm.' I mad ash use his the first time, followed by Legato the second, followed by a combination of the both of us the third time."
"How does it gather the energy for the blast then?" Worf was curious. Had there been such a weapon in Klingon history, surely Kahless would have had it first.
"It gathers the energy from our existence. The Plant species produces amounts of power beyond all theoretical law on our world." Knives continued. "We also can gather some energies from the world itself."
"Any of those times we used that weapon, we could have destroyed the whole planet." Vash added. He did not like the fact that he had used the 'angel arm' three times, destroying two of the seven major cities with the blasts.
"Such power would have turned the War quickly." Worf thought about Jadzia again.
"You seem very distant about that war. What happened during it?" Vash became curious about why this Klingon would be so reserved about this war.
"The federation data banks have all the information." Worf tried to avoid the subject.
"But it hit you in a different kind of way." Vash pushed further.
"He doesn't want to..." Knives was cut off by Worf.
"I lost my wife during that war." Worf let it out.
"I'm sorry." Vash replied.
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Unknown to the crew, a small listening device had been placed o the hull during the short skirmish.
Its owner was amused by this latest conversation.
"Very powerful indeed."
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Who is this mysterious person behind the 'bug?' And what does he plan to do with this new knowledge? (Brax you can't spoil it for anyone.) Please review me. I might start updating regularly again.
Writegirl: I like cliffhangers though. It is so much fun to do. There is another one, and until the fic ends (cause yes there will be an end) there should be a cliffy at the end of each chapter. Otherwise you would think it done.
Luis: I finally wrote some more. And I'm glad you liked the new chapter.
l. chrisoula Winfield: Vash will come out of his little "I'm stupid don't pay attention to me bit" for the federation. I start hinting at it in this chapter. It will come out more later on. But I leave all the imagination of how he does it to you.
Asteria: Glad you think everyone is in character. I was worried about it for a while when I started it out. Thanks for your review.
Popples: Thank you for saying I have good character consistency I thought it only appropriate that Vash had a daughter and named her Rem.
Brax: Thank you for not only reviewing but also sending me e-mails. It helped get me out of my writer's block and back to updating. I must give credit to you, your idea made it into the fic, it's at the end. Thanks for the reviews. And I tried to put more comedy into it. But Federation peoples are normally pretty stiff around other 'aliens'.
Delphine Pryde: Thank you for telling me that I did this crossover nicely. I was hoping that it wouldn't seem to cliché.
Well now, on to the story. We last left off with Vash thinking that Picard was expecting a fight.
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The Enterprise slid through the blackness called space effortlessly at warp speed. It had been 28 hours since the ship had received new orders to travel to the Breen border. Vash noticed that since that conversation, none of the Starfleet personnel seemed interested in the small group of residents from Gunsmoke.
Vash was staring out of the window in his quarters when Knives came through the door.
"Hey, Vash." Knives spoke calmly as he walked up to his brother. "Double dollar for your thoughts?"
"They don't use double dollars in this place remember." Vash smirked. "You should know better than anyone that my thoughts are normally free."
"Let me guess then," Knives started. "You've been wondering about the Breen, haven't you?"
Vash turned to face his brother. "Yes I have."
"I looked up some information in this ships computers about them. It said that they are a race that lives on a cold planet. They wear environmental suits to have contact with outsiders. They also have a reputation for being a violent race. Attacking colonies, and even fighting the federation during what they call the Dominion War." Knives offered.
"So we were right to guess that Picard was expecting a fight when we get to Breen space." Vash offered.
"Perhaps," Knives turned to face the window. "Then again, it does say that they surrendered."
"We were wrong." Vash stated.
"About what?"
"In thinking that this new galaxy was without war and violence. It doesn't sound like they have peaceful days." Vash let his gaze drop. He was beginning to feel like he had made a terrible mistake.
"You should stop fretting," Knives began. "We all made the choice knowing what this..."
Knives was cut off by the lights in the room dimming suddenly. As both Plans realized what was happening, a red glow started to flash through the room. Klaxons began sounding as the starship dropped from warp speeds.
"What's going on?" Vash shouted over the noise.
"I don't know!" Knives responded. "Computer stop the alarms and tell us what happened!"
The klaxons stopped sounding. When the computer spoke, Vash and Knives froze in place.
"The Enterprise has entered Red alert status. All civilians are secured in their quarters until further notice." The cold voice of the computer informed.
"Weapons and shields." Vash said as he looked at his brother. "Where are the girls?"
Knives was left in shock. As he began to open his mouth to say where he last saw them, the ship shook violently sending both of them to the floor.
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Meryl, Millie, and Rem had been in the holodeck and were on their way back to their quarters when the lights cut to the red glow.
"Mommy, what's this mean?" Rem asked looking at the pretty red flashing lights.
"I don't know honey." Meryl responded. "Maybe we should ask a---"She was cut off as the ship suddenly shook violently throwing all three of them to the floor.
Rem began to cry because she had hit her head against the bulkhead. Millie was struggling to stand back up after Meryl had been thrown on top of her.
"Meryl, I think we should find someplace to---."Millie had started to say as the ship shuttered back to the other side. Each of them landed on the deck again.
Rem continued her crying. But neither of the women heard her. Both of them were unconscious from being hurled into the bulkhead.
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"Damage Report!" Riker yelled as he struggled back into his chair.
"The Engineering Hull Has sustained moderate damage. Shields are now operational." Worf reported from his station. The Klingon had always been standing during attacks, so he was used to staying in that position after hard hits like the last two.
""Picard to Engineering. Geordie, why the hell didn't the shields raise?" Picard had just started getting back into his chair.
"Apparently that wormhole affected the power distribution systems, they are working fine now." Geordies voice called out over the ships intercom.
"Where are our attackers?" Picard said as he looked at Data.
"After both shots, their ships went into warp speeds. I have their course and speed." Data replied.
"Stand down from Red Alert and begin repairs. We will maintain this position until I contact Starfleet." Picard gave the orders realizing that whoever had attacked was not ay power involved in the War. The brief glimpse of one of the attackers did not match any known configuration.
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Dr. Crusher had been in combat plenty of times during her career. She was glad that she had no crew casualties from this last attack. She turned in her office chair to tend to some of her paper work when Vash and Knives came into the room. Both of them were frantic for something.
"Meryl, Rem!" Vash started to call out. He searched the sickbay for both of them.
"Millie!" Knives yelled. He was in the same emotional state as his brother.
"They're not here." Beverly said trying to calm them down.
"Then where are they?" Vash asked. His worry began overcoming him.
"We will find them." Crusher started. She reached her right hand up and tapped the communications badge. "Crusher to Security. The three females from Gunsmoke are missing. Begin a search."
As she finished her short command, two security officers came through the doors. One was carrying Meryl. The other was carrying Millie. Rem followed them closely and was still crying.
"Put them on those beds." Crusher indicated two empty bio-beds by pointing in the general direction.
"Rem!" Vash shouted as he ran to his daughter and picked her up.
"Daddy! The floor started shaking and I hit my head and then it shook again, and mommy hit her head and she wouldn't wake up and I kept crying but I didn't want to leave and then these two men came up and took us here and I don't like it in space anymore and I want to go home and I want a doughnut!" Rem said through her tears.
"It's ok, mommy will be ok." Vash said as he calmed his child down. As he did so he looked over towards DR. Crusher as she was going over Meryl's unconscious form.
"Three cc's hydrocortazine. Give me the cortical stimulator." She demanded. After one of the nurses handed her the device, she attached it onto Meryl's forehead and activated it. "She has a moderate concussion. She should come around."
Just like Crusher said, Meryl's eyes began to flutter and then open. Meryl dropped into a state of near panic.
"Where am I? Where is my daughter? Where is Vash?" She began yelling as two nurses rushed to hold her down.
"We're right here." Vash said soothingly. He was concerned about his wife. "And we are on the Enterprise."
"What happened? Where is Millie?" Meryl searched the room. Se located her friend on another Bio-bed sitting up with Knives by her side.
"Mommy, you went to sleep while the ship was shaking and you wouldn't wake up until now and I was scared and I'm hungry." Rem started again. Although she had stopped crying, her sniffling still affected her voice.
As Vash leaned down to set Rem on the floor, Meryl Doubled up her fist and hit him in the back of the head. Vash fell to the floor as Knives chuckled. Dr. Crusher seemed absolutely shocked.
"Why didn't you get her something to eat broom-head?" Meryl half yelled. As Vash stood up she smiled at him.
"Yeah, you're doing fine I see." Vash said as he rubbed his head. "You could have just said 'I love you' or something."
After seeing what had just happened, Beverly decided not to ask. "Meryl you need to rest. And I want you to stay here for a while just to be sure."
"Ok," Meryl nodded. No doubt Millie had been told the same thing. She turned to face Vash again. "Get her something to eat."
"Ok, Ok, just don't hit me again. Or I will be next to you in here." He commented as he took his daughters hand. "Let's go get something good to eat. Okay."
"I'll come right back here mommy." Rem said as they walked through the door.
After watching his brother leave Knives decided to just stay in sickbay.
"Why don't you go with them?" Millie asked. She seemed to be barely phased by the whole ordeal. That's what made Knives fall for her. Her carefree attitude always drew him closer to her.
"I'm staying here with you." Knives responded as he thought about when he first seen Millie.
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Millie had agreed to watch over Knives until Vash returned from the store. Knives had been unconscious for ten days straight. Millie had just been sitting there petting the black cat that her and Meryl adopted while living in the small town.
When Knives opened his eyes, he first saw the ceiling. Then he turned his head to the side and saw a brown haired woman sitting across from him. At first he was disgusted by the fact that he was in the same room as one of the 'spiders,' and even more so by the fact that he was injured to the point where moving caused immense amounts of pain. 'Damn Vash for leaving me here like this with this, this...' his thought trailed off as Millie approached him.
"Oh your finally up. I bet you're hungry. I'll go get you some soup." Then she calmly walked out of the door.
Knives was shocked. First by the fact that she did not fear him like all of the Gung-Ho Guns did. Secondly, she had been with his brother for so long, Knives guessed that she knew who he was. But she went to go me soup.
Millie returned shortly with a bowl of steaming soup and sat next to him on the bed.
"Here drink up, it will help you get your strength back." She offered him the hot bowl.
"Why?" Knives spoke in a low raspy voice. His vocal chords hurt from not being used.
"What?"
"Why are you doing this?" Knives was able to sound more audible this time around.
"Because Vash wants you to regain your strength." She set the bowl net to him and stood up. "I'll go find him and tell him that you are awake."
Millie exited the small room and left Knives to himself. Knives pushed himself up, although painfully, into a sitting position leaning against the headboard of his bed. He reached over to take the soup.
'I'll regain my strength and cause Vash so much suffering for shooting me that many times.' He took the soup and began to drink it. 'But that girl wasn't afraid of me. Why?'
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Knives always thought she was simply putting on an act. But after getting to know her, he realized that was the way she was.
"Go and eat something, I will be fine." Millie insisted. "Besides, you have to make sure Vash gets Rem something good to eat and not just doughnuts."
"You're right." Knives stood up. "I'll go check on them." He kissed Millie on the cheek and left the room.
After Knives was out of earshot, Millie glanced at Meryl, who had been watching them the whole time.
"Has he asked you yet?" Meryl asked. Millie understood what se meant.
"Yes he did. We were married three months ago. Knives just wanted to wait for the best time to tell Vash." Millie responded. She didn't want to ruin the surprise for Vash. She knew she could trust Meryl to keep it from him though.
"I should have known." Meryl started. "You two spent so long together, I should have figured it out." Meryl realized again that Millie was smarter than everyone gave her credit for.
"Do you think it was wrong of me to accept?" Millie suddenly seemed saddened by her own happiness.
"What do you mean?" Meryl shifted her legs off of her bed.
"Was it wrong of me to just forget Mr. Wolfwood like this?"
"I think he would have wanted you to be happy, Millie. It's always hard to move on, but he would be happy for you." Meryl tried her best to comfort her friend.
"I guess your right." Millie seemed to cheer up a bit. Dr. crusher started to walk up to her after examining her medical readings.
"Where did Knives go?" Beverly asked as she stopped next to the bio-bed.
"He went to get something to eat." Millie responded with her usual cheery demeanor.
"I wanted to tell the both of you at the same time, but I guess you can tell him later."
"Tell him what?" Meryl jumped into the conversation.
"Well," Beverly started. "Millie, you're pregnant."
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Worf was sitting in Ten Forward eating some Klingon gahg from the replicator. He knew that it wasn't the best kind of gahg but it would have to do. It had been almost two years since Jadzia had been killed. The only thing keeping him sane was the fact that he took his old post on the Enterprise. It kept him away from the memories.
As he sat there eating, he noticed Vash and Rem walk through the doors. Worf knew what is meant to be a father. His son, Alexander, was aboard the I.K.S. Ya'Vang. He had not spoken to him since his wedding to Jadzia.
"I must stop dwelling on the past." Worf muttered to himself. He thought of anyway to free his mind. Then it came to him. Vash was said to be a powerful man being able to elude many bounty hunters. "He must be a great warrior." Worf muttered again. His thought turned towards the tall blond man. Worf studied his clothing. He then remembered the story that Vash and Knives had told. They made comment about their 'angel arm' that could destroy entire cities and drill great craters in a moon.
"He must be a warrior." Worf stood and began to approach Vash as Knives entered the room. Worf paused a moment to allow the two brothers to speak before interrupting them.
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Vash had ordered a plate of doughnuts when he entered Ten Forward.
"Daddy?" Rem Began to speak up again.
"What is it Rem?" Vash responded with his fatherly tone.
"I want to stay with mommy in the hospital."
"OK, but first you have to eat something so daddy doesn't get hit again." Vash smiled as he thought how much he actually enjoyed being hit in the head by his 'loving' wife.
As the two of them began eating, Knives entered the room. Vash also noticed that the Klingon, Worf was it, was heading his way.
"Hey Vash, I thought I'd join you." Knives said with a light wave.
"Of course." Vash turned back to his doughnuts.
"Vash I'd like to talk to you about something." Knives started.
"What..." Vash stuffed a doughnut in his mouth, chewed it and swallowed. "About?" Another doughnut suffered the same fate.
Knives leaned down towards Rem, "Would you go back and check on Millie and Meryl for me?" He smiled. He thought this should get her out of the way so he could talk to his brother privately.
"OK!" Rem shouted and started for the door. "I know where it is!" She continued out before Vash had a chance to object.
"Well, I hope you know I'm going to get hit for this one." Vash started, He seemed depressed until he started eating again.
"I wanted to tell you something about me and Millie." Knives began. He wasn't sure how Vash would take this. But given their recent situation, it should be no problem.
"You married her." Vash stated in between doughnuts.
"How the Hell did you know?" Knives began.
"I'm quicker than you all give me credit for. I noticed the ring on her hand." Vash said before shoving another doughnut down.
"You feign density better than anyone." Knives glared at him.
Worf took this moment as the time to approach.
"You two have great power," Worf began.
Vash turned around, then instinctively covered his doughnuts. "No you can't have them!"
"Shut up, that's not what he means," Knives scolded. He then turned towards the Klingon. "Your point is?"
"I wish to engage you in friendly combat. A show of strength." Worf spoke with the true air of a Klingon.
"Why would you want us to fight you?" Vash spoke back.
"I have challenged many in combat, I wish to see your skill and how you gained such a reputation."
"Can't we just discuss this?" Vash said again, clearly whining.
"You are such a baby Vash," Knives began. "He wants to test his strength to yours. There is no harm in that is there?"
Worf visibly smiled. The thought of combat with a legend from a planet always caused the blood in him to boil in anticipation.
"But, I'm a gunman. They have force fields and phasers and all sorts of technology on us. How would it be a fair fight?" Vash obviously did not want to fight someone from this new galaxy. He hated fighting period.
"I have fought a Kelvan twice my side and succeeded in this manner of combat. Surely you would indulge me. Or at least give me witness to your 'angel arm' so that I may understand it better."
"Klingons are violent aren't they?" Knives stated. He suddenly realized that this was not the ideal statement to make.
"We are warriors. As I assume you two are." Worf seemed proud every time he even spoke the word warrior.
"Me," Vash started. "I'm a peace-loving gunman who chases the elusive mayfly known as love."
Vash was hit in the back of the head. He wondered if Meryl has entered the room but realized it was much more forceful than the playful hits that she gave him. Vash knew it had been his brother.
"What was that for?" Vash demanded.
"Meryl wasn't here to do it." Knives responded nonchalantly.
"Interesting words from a man that was claimed to be the most destructive on the planet." Worf started again. "Then you will not fight me."
"I don't like fighting." Vash started.
"Then how does your 'angel arm' do so much damage, and why would you use it?" Worf questioned.
"Like we said before," Knives started the explanation again. "I made the two revolvers that allow us to transform our arms into the 'angel arm.' I mad ash use his the first time, followed by Legato the second, followed by a combination of the both of us the third time."
"How does it gather the energy for the blast then?" Worf was curious. Had there been such a weapon in Klingon history, surely Kahless would have had it first.
"It gathers the energy from our existence. The Plant species produces amounts of power beyond all theoretical law on our world." Knives continued. "We also can gather some energies from the world itself."
"Any of those times we used that weapon, we could have destroyed the whole planet." Vash added. He did not like the fact that he had used the 'angel arm' three times, destroying two of the seven major cities with the blasts.
"Such power would have turned the War quickly." Worf thought about Jadzia again.
"You seem very distant about that war. What happened during it?" Vash became curious about why this Klingon would be so reserved about this war.
"The federation data banks have all the information." Worf tried to avoid the subject.
"But it hit you in a different kind of way." Vash pushed further.
"He doesn't want to..." Knives was cut off by Worf.
"I lost my wife during that war." Worf let it out.
"I'm sorry." Vash replied.
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Unknown to the crew, a small listening device had been placed o the hull during the short skirmish.
Its owner was amused by this latest conversation.
"Very powerful indeed."
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Who is this mysterious person behind the 'bug?' And what does he plan to do with this new knowledge? (Brax you can't spoil it for anyone.) Please review me. I might start updating regularly again.