Disclaimer in first chapter.

Here it is...the last chapter! It's been fun writing this and I'm glad I was finally able to post this story, considering it's been taking up space in my notebook for the past 2 years. Please enjoy and review!
Jadzia examined herself in the mirror. She was wearing one of the new Starfleet uniforms, and Jadzia admittedly hated it. It was tight everywhere and very hot. She sighed and put her hair into its usual ponytail just as Kira came out of her bedroom.

"Morning, Dax."

"Nerys," Dax responded.

"You don't look too comfortable in that uniform," Kira pointed out.

"Very astute," Dax replied.

Kira smiled as she walked past Dax out of her quarters. Dax followed her and they both headed towards the turbolift.

"So, first day back on the job. How does it feel?" Kira asked as they waited for the lift.

"It's the same, but different at the same time."

"I bet. Doesn't help that your successor is on board."

Dax smiled. "It isn't that bad. I've experienced stranger things."

Kira was about to ask what she meant when the turbolift arrived. They both stepped onto it.

"Ops," Kira instructed it.

The lift started its ascent and silence fell over the two friends.

"What are you going to do if you can't get back?" Kira asked.

Dax shrugged. "I don't know. If Benjamin offers me a full commission, I'll probably turn it down."

"Why?"

"Two Daxes on the same station? That's bound to cause problems."

Kira smiled slightly. "I guess you're right."

"Oh common; I'm always right."

Kira laughed as the lift came to a stop and the two women stepped into Ops. Sisko turned to see where the laughing was coming from and smiled when he saw that it was Kira and Dax.

"Good to see that you two have become reacquainted," Sisko said as the two young women sat down at the situation table.

"It's just like old times," Kira said with a grin.

"I know. It's good to have you back at the science station, old man."

"Thank you, Benjamin."

The turbolift hummed as someone entered Ops. They all turned and saw Worf standing there, looking uncomfortable. He didn't move from his position by the engineering console.

"Mr. Worf, we don't bite," Sisko said with humor in his voice. He knew what Worf was going through, being a man who also lost his wife.

Worf walked down the steps and joined them at the table. "I'm sorry, sir."

"Think nothing of it. How are things looking on the battle front?" Sisko asked.

Kira brought up a map on the table, and pointed to a cluster of dots. "The combined forces have the Dominion pinned within Cardassian territory for now, but there's no telling how long that'll last."

Sisko nodded. "Sounds like it'll be a quiet day. Worf, I want you to take the Defiant and do a patrol of the Bajoran system, in case any stragglers decide to take a trip by Bajor."

"Aye sir."

"Those are your orders, people."

Everyone nodded and started dispersing when the station suddenly lurched, sending people to the ground. The overhead lights went off and replaced by the alert lights, bathing Ops in a red glow. The alarm blared annoyingly as everyone got back to their feet.

"Report," Sisko ordered.

Dax sat at the science station and ran a scan. "Benjamin, a temporal fracture that looks similar to the one I encountered has formed 200,000 kilometers from the station."

"Stand down, red alert. On screen."

The screen flickered to life as the lighting in Ops returned to normal. The screen showed the same golden streak in space. Dax smiled to herself, knowing that she could possibly get home now.

"Dax, full scan."

She nodded and started the sensor sweeps. "I'm getting the same readers as I did six years earlier."

"Can you think of any ways that you can return to the past?" Sisko asked, walking over to her.

"Well, it was a transporter accident that sent me here, so I might be able to do the same thing. Only problem will be to control where I go."

Sisko nodded his head. "Get to work on it."

Dax smiled and nodded.

----

Sisko was sitting at his desk looking at a PADD when he saw Dax standing on the other side of the doors. He pressed the contact that opened the doors. Dax stepped in and handed him a PADD.

"I have an idea," Dax declared.

"Those are never comforting words coming from you, old man."

Dax chuckled as she sat down in a chair in front of the desk. "All I would have to do is adjust the shield geometry to allow the runabout to enter the tear with minimal damage. Then, I would need to reconfigure the targeting scanners and scan for my time. Once I find it, I could lock on the transporters and beam myself back."

"Well, it seems simple enough," Sisko stated.

"Famous last words," Dax commented.

"True. However, I trust your judgment. Prep a runabout and let me know when you're ready to depart."

Dax nodded and got up and left. Sisko watched her go, a pang of disappointing going through him. He truly didn't want Jadzia to go back. However, the timeline could be seriously damaged if she didn't return to her time soon.

----

Jadzia was reconfiguring the sensors on the runabout Lachlan when Worf entered. Jadzia didn't know he was aboard until his deep voice echoed throughout the cabin.

"Jadzia, I wish to apologize."

The Trill jumped at the sound of the voice. She turned around and saw him standing a few meters away. "Sorry for what?"

"The way I've been acting around you. It is difficult to know you are Jadzia but not the Jadzia I knew."

"Worf, I understand. I would probably act the same way."

Worf nodded. "Then we understand each other."

"Yes."

Worf turned to exit the runabout, but stopped. "Have a safe journey."

Dax smiled. "Thanks, Worf."

Worf looked at her for a few more seconds before leaving without saying a word. Dax turned back around to face the console. She settled into the chair and smiled. Things were starting to look up.

----

Dax had finished making the modifications to the runabout and was now back in Kira's quarters changing back into her old uniform. The door chimed, which was unusual since Kira was on duty. Dax walked over and opened the door, wondering who it was. Dax was greeted by the short Trill woman that carried her memories.

"Ezri?" Dax asked, surprised.

"I just wanted to stop and say goodbye before you left. You really changed everything, for the better, of course. If you hadn't come here, I don't know what would've happened."

Dax smiled, enveloping the younger woman in a hug. "Benjamin will always be your friend, no matter what body you're in."

Ezri smiled into Jadzia's shoulder as the two pulled apart. Ezri nodded and left with the smile still on her face. The door closed and Jadzia blew out a sigh. She had made such a difference in people's lives since she came back.

Pretty much giving them a chance to truly say 'good bye,' she thought.

She took one last look around before walking out the room and set her sights on the runabout.

----

Dax sat in the pilot's seat of the Lachlan as it slowly approached the fracture. She thought about what happened before she had departed the station. She had stopped by Quark's and said goodbye to Bashir, O'Brien, and Quark, three of her closest friends. Quark had given her an overdramatic hug, to which she gladly returned, all the while laughing. She then had an encounter with Benjamin. Their hug had been far more intimate than the ones she shared with three in the bar; this was a hug that was between two very old friends that knew each other better than they knew themselves. It was also one of the few times that Dax had seen the tough and proud Sisko cry. She would never forget that.

"Lachlan to Ops, I'm approaching the fracture," Dax reported.

"Acknowledged, Dax. Good luck."

"Thanks, Benjamin. Dax out."

Dax then concentrated on the task at hand. She engaged the modified shielding as she entered the tear. The runabout was thrown about like it did before, but not as bad. Once within the tear, she began to scan for her time. All she had to do was scan for her temporal signature, and that was her time. She heard beeping, so she looked over and saw that the shields were steadily weakening.

Come on!

Suddenly, the scanners locked on to her target. She quickly jumped out of the chair and stepped onto the transport pad.

"Energize!"

She felt herself dematerialize as the runabout's shields failed and it was torn apart by the intense energies.

----

Jadzia materialized and fell to the ground, disoriented. She heard the approach of several footsteps and felt hands on her, trying to help her up. Her vision was blurred, but came into focus and saw the dark face of Ben Sisko standing over her. But something was different…he had hair!

"Benjamin," she whispered with a smile.

"Hold still, old man. Let Doctor Bashir scan-hey!"

Jadzia had pulled Sisko down into a tight hug, to which Sisko returned. She knew that she was back, and that was all that mattered.

"What's gotten into you?" Sisko asked as they parted.

"I'm just glad to be back," Dax replied as Bashir entered Ops and went over to them.

"Julian, no need to scan me. I'm fine. Really."

"Still need to check," he said.

Jadzia conceded and let herself be scanned as she held Sisko's hand. Bashir completed the scan, finding nothing wrong. He stood up and left, while Sisko helped Dax back to her feet.

"You're acting strange, Dax."

"I'm sorry, Benjamin. I thought about something as I was beaming from the runabout; appreciate what you have, because someday it could be gone."

Sisko raised an eyebrow in confusion. Dax simply smiled at his look before sitting at her station. She definitely knew everything would be okay.

The End

Well, it's over. I'm thinking of writing an epilogue that would deal with events if Jadzia somehow managed to avoid death. I think that would be interesting. In the meantime, be sure to check out my latest DS9 story, "Mirrored Attraction." It's a good story, even if it centers around Quark; don't let that scare you away!