Note: I do not own Star Trek. Paramount owns Star Trek and all rights to the creation of the series, as far as I know, go to Gene Rodenberry

Jane walked down the spiral staircase sweat dripping from her forehead. Doctor Bashier really seemed to know how to make battle simulations, along with this Chief O'Brien. Jane knew this would make a good conversation opener which would be needed to gain his trust. She walked down and went up to the table with Doctor Bashier and a Ferengi who Jane did not know the name of who was also in a Starfleet uniform. The Trill that Bashier had entered with was leaning back in her chair.

"Are you Doctor Bashier?" Jane asked.

The Doctor nodded. "I am, I'm not on duty though, I could call the infirmary if you like."

Jane shook her head. "There's nothing wrong with any one, at least as far as I know, though I could use a little water."

Jane made an effort to wipe the sweat away from her forehead in way that pushed out her chest, making it seem bigger. When she looked down Quark was already walking across the room with a glass of water. The Trill was glaring at her. Quark set down the glass of water and Jane made a motion asking if she could join them. Bashier nodded which seemed to shock the Trill girl.

"I just came out of that Alamo holo-program that you and this O'Brien guy made," Jane said. "I didn't give up until I was surrounded by at least twenty enemy soldiers all with guns pointing at me, even then I was reluctant."

Bashier smiled. "O'Brien and I spent a long time trying to get the facts of the battle right; we had quite a few different reference books so we had compromise between different facts. Did you like it?"

"It was good though I would have preferred to have a hand to hand battle," Jane said. She took a long sip of her water. "Have you ever used a Bat'leth? Fun weapons."

The Trill spoke up for the first time. "In previous bodies I have, but I don't really like to battle right now."

"So you're a joined Trill?" Jane asked knowing the answer before she even conceived the question.

Bashier smiled. "Yes she was, and is. You know I should probably introduce the other people here. This is Ezri Dax, and this Ferengi kid here is named Nog."

"Wait a second," Jane said bringing an important point into the foreground. "You're that genetically enhanced doctor right? You worked on some patients once, one of them had a problem and you fixed it I don't know the specifics."
"Well I am but I don't like to parade it," Bashier said.

"I am too!" Jane said smiling, "though I don't want to tell any one, each of you."

"It's okay we won't," Bashier said seeming to make up his mind for the rest of the group.

Gina noticed that after half-an-hour Jane had come back down the stairs but instead of joining T'pek and her she had gone to sit with the Bashier. Gina didn't quite know what Jane was up to but she saw this as an opportunity to meet the hot Trill.

Gina got up and cracked her knuckles. She turned to T'pek. "Are you coming?"

T'pek shook her head and continued to sip her tea, her second cup.

Gina shook her head and walked towards the table.

"Hey there Jane!" Gina said sitting down and waving one of the lesser Ferengi over to take her order. When the Ferengi waiter came up to her. "I'll have a Labatt."

"Hello Gina," Jane said smiling. "Everyone this is my friend Gina. Where's T'pek?"

"She's over there sipping her-" Gina turned to point at the table they were sitting at to see T'pek wasn't there. "Guess she went back to the quarters."

T'pek let out her rage.

"Disrupting this mission with what? Good will?" She asked to no one in particular.

T'pek picked up the vase that came with the room and flung it against the wall. She rolled her eyes and started to pick up pieces.

"This mission could have even been done by now for all we know," T'pek was now snarling. "Jane wants to waste time, Gina has to be a slut and flirt with that Trill, obvious choice. I can't wait to be rid of them." She smiled. "Won't be long now will it?"

T'pek didn't bother to meditate which would be normally be done by any Vulcan if they were angry.

"Guess she's meditating," Jane said, "those Vulcans sure like to meditate to keep their emotions under wrap."

Gina received her beer and took a long sip. Jane turned back to the group. "So is this Chief O'Brien on the station any more?"

"No he went to teach at Starfleet academy," Julian said. "His wife was tired of being out in space."

"Well I'm," Ezri said, "getting tired. See you guys tomorrow," she added to the two Starfleet officers, nodded to Gina and gave a scolding look to Jane.

"So Bashier," Jane said.

"Please, call me Julian," Bashier said.

Jane smiled seductively. "So Julian before the bar closes, want to go try the Battle of Britain?"

Julian smiled a nodded. Gina was left alone with the Ferengi child. She felt awkward and got up and left.

Kira was glad to have a good cup of coffee. After half-an-hour of working she started to feel like she was going to pass out. The turbo lift in ops reached the top and out strolled Elias Vaughan, the Commander of the station.

"Evening Commander," Vaughan said, "so how's the promotion."

"I'm not quite sure if it counts as a promotion because it's technically my first rank in Starfleet," Kira said.

"Well even so the Starfleet uniform suits you," Vaughan said.

Kira turned towards the office. "I guess you want to go sit now? I'll just get my other coffee cup off the table."

Kira went in sighing. She wanted to get off duty already. She picked up the coffee cup and put it in the "replicatortrash" bin. Then she heard a beeping from outside the office. She strode out and Shar was in the middle of telling Vaughan something.

"-are here," Shar finished. "Establishing a link."

With the image of a Klingon warbird's bridge in the back ground, Worf's face appeared on screen, less tame then it usually was.

"Hello Worf," Kira was the first to speak up, "I see you're here now."

"Yes Major," Worf said.

"I'm a Commander now," Kira said pointing to her Commander pips on her neck. "Well I'll see if we have a free air lock, which we should…." Kira searched through the list. "Air lock two is free."

"Thank you Maj-Commander," Worf said.

Jane laughed at Julian's story.

"And then it turned out that Morn wasn't really dead and the whole reason he wanted everyone to think he was so that his ex-associates would be arrested," Julian finished.

"The bricks contained no Latinum?" Jane asked to be clear on the story. "Are you serious?"

"Yeah," Quark said behind the bar cleaning a glass, "well you laugh about it when there's disrupter fire going off around you while you're hiding in a box of worthless gold."

Jane smiled. "I'm sure it isn't but then again you have never been hearing it from an outsiders view."

Quark shook his head. "It's closing time so I'd have to ask you two to leave."

Jane looked around to see that only about ten to fifteen people were still in the bar. Jane looked into Julian's eyes and smiled. She motioned with her head towards the door. Julian put his hand around her shoulders.

Jane felt her heart flutter.

That wasn't right. She didn't love. She'd never loved. This man was a target she couldn't get involved with him seriously; she had to seem like she did so she could try to recruit him, but never for real.

But she couldn't stop the feeling being there. Her breathing slowed and she blushed. She hadn't felt this way ever before.

She put her arm around his waist, which didn't seem to bother him. She was relieved yet frightened, on one hand she would be able to keep up a charade relationship but on the other hand she might fall too deep in love with him that if he doesn't accept her offer she wouldn't be able to kill him.

T'pek took out the anti-sensor device given to her by Section 31. She turned on the device which would not allow security detectors to sense anything that happened in this room.

She wasn't sending a message to them though.

"Hello," said the shadowy man. "What's the update?"

"These humans are way too illogical," T'pek said. "One wants to recruit Bashier and the other seems interested in some Trill girl."

"Great," the shadowy figure said with a sigh. "The one trying to recruit Bashier is okay because then we can deal with him afterwards. This other girl though. You might need to dispose of her."

T'pek smiled. She couldn't wait to finally be gone of one of these humans finally.

"But wait for a week, wait until Jane is definitely going to go and try to recruit Bashier," the shadowy man said.

T'pek nodded and signed off.

Ezri Dax was sitting outside airlock 2. She was told by the Kira when she was about to go to bed that Worf was arriving. Even though she and Worf had not got along as well as Jadzia and him but it was still nice to greet an old friend.

This is taking long, Ezri thought.

Suddenly the black girl from the bar, Gina if she remembered properly, walked up to her and sat beside her.

"Hey," Gina said, "I can't find Jane and I guess I might as well talk to a friendly face."

"Well I'm not always friendly," Ezri said shrugging. "Right now I'm waiting for an old friend, used to work on this station."

"Just one question," Gina said, "and I know it's not really my business but I'm still going to ask if you feel it's okay enough to say it. Do you love Doctor Bashier?"

"Not exactly a subject of conversation that two people who just met would talk about," Ezri said.

Gina smiled at the way in which Ezri had said "just".

"Okay," Gina said smiling, "another time perhaps."

Julian stopped as his com-badge beeped. He took his arm from around Jane's shoulders to press the badge. Jane's heart sank slightly.

"This is Doctor Bashier," Julian said. "Go ahead."

"Doctor its Kira," came a female voice, "just thought you'd like to know the Worf's ship just docked, he should be in the Promenade in about a minute. Dax is waiting there, and I know you'd like to have time alone with her."

Julian frowned to Jane. "Thank you Commander."

Jane looked away. She was also frowning and as much as she didn't want to admit it she was holding back tears. Julian put a hand on her cheek guiding her face back towards his. Their gaze was almost unbreakable. Julian moved his head forward. Jane breathed deeply. Julian made a soothing noise. Jane calmed.

Their lips brushed.

It wasn't really a kiss, not at all. It was only a brief, shy, meeting of the lips—not even more then a second long.

Jane felt warm inside, like she'd never kissed any one in her life. She blushed. But it wasn't right.

He's a target! She thought to her self.

Jane shook her head. Julian was hugging her. She pushed him off—not gently—and he stumbled backwards, crashing into a group of Bajorain monks who were passing by. Jane started to walk down the Promenade, speeding as she went, towards the closest tubolift.

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