Personal Log: Stardate 51727

Personal Log: Stardate 51727.6. Captain Kira has brought me up to speed with her personal account of the Reckoning, as it occurred here on DS9, how Kai Winn interrupted it and for reasons only Kai Winn could tell. Kira, always the opinionated one, felt Kai Winn did it to prevent loosing her hold as Kai, but of course, we'll never know for sure. Megan has been anxious since hearing about what's happening on el'Aena, but she won't tell me why.

Scott found himself pacing around Ops. Megan was working in Sickbay, but she wasn't talking to him, or to anyone else. I bothered him that something was bothering her, but he knew that she wouldn't tell him until she was ready and patience was not one of Scott's strong points.

"Scott," Rachel said from her station, "please stop walking around before you wear a hole in the deck plates."

Scott stopped and shot a look at her, one that said "not now". He tapped his badge to call Megan.

"Scott to Megan."

"Yeah, Scott."

"Can you meet me in our quarters?"

"Sure, Scott, in five minutes. I've got a test to finish."

"Fine, I'll see you then, Scott out."

Rachel leaned forward over her console and adopted the "you better listen to me" look in her eyes.

"Scott, if she didn't want to talk about it before, maybe you shouldn't press the issue."

Scott stopped in his tracks and looked back at his friend.

"Something's not right, Rach, and I think I know what it is. If so, she has a decision to make and I need to let her know I will support her, no matter what. I just hope she doesn't make the decision I think she'll make."

Scott walked through the corridors and got more and more nervous with each step. He kept telling himself that Megan would never leave him, but he also knew that the power that coursed through her had changed her forever. She wasn't the same woman he married and would never be the same again. Megan was just entering their quarters when he arrived. She had just ordered a tall Bajoran fruit juice when he stepped through the door. Scott decided to join her before he started this very difficult conversation.

"Computer, iced tea, southern style."

Within moments, a tall glass materialized with a sweet brown liquid and several cubes of ice floating on top. He sat down beside her and stared intently. Megan drew her legs underneath her. He knew that meant that she felt the need to draw in upon herself. She knew what was on his mind.

"Megan, I..."

"Don't say it, Scott, I know. Yes, something about 'The Reckoning' is bothering me and I think I know what it is. I have to go there, to el'Aena. That Orb was sent there to continue what was started here on this station several years ago and now, a Pah Wraith has chosen it's vessel, an unwilling and probably trusting native who will have to battle someone to determine who will ultimately win throughout the system, good or evil. He will have to battle me, Scott, or more to the point, Adoyi Nvda. I'm needed on el'Aena, now."

Scott mulled on the words that his wife had just spoke. It was exactly what he didn't want to hear. Megan still had duties to perform as Adoyi Nvda. He almost choked when he asked the next question.

"...and what if you don't win, Megan?"

"Then evil will reign over el'Aena, Bajor, eventually over the entire Alpha Quadrant and beyond. If I am not victorious, then I will likely die. Nobody said Starfleet duty was safe, Scott, even for a nurse."

Scott settled back in his seat and took a look sip from his glass of tea. Megan just stared into her untouched glass of juice; she finally sat in down on the table in front of her. Scott lightly touched her hair and stroked it. The motion comforted him, probably more than it comforted her.

"Okay then, Megan, you want to go back to el'Aena, then I want to be there with you, all the way, no matter what happens."

Megan smiled.

"I knew that, Scott. I've never known you to miss a good fight."

Scott laughed aloud and almost spilled the tea.

"Megan, I think you know me almost too well. I can't have any secrets with you."

Scott tapped his comm. badge and set his tea down on the table next to Megan's glass.

"McKnight to Ops."

"Yeah, Scott," Rachel answered.

"Tell the Chief to prepare a shuttle for us and send a message to the Tsalagi. Megan and I are taking a little trip."

"I thought you might be, Scott" Rachel replied. "All my best to Megan."