Prompt:
Why don't we share the darkness tonight
Make it warm, and burn it bright
I'm not saying nothing, I'll be polite
Why don't we share the darkness
-"Share The Darkness" by The Saw Doctors
Billy stepped cautiously into his quarters. After the crazy events of the last few days ending with the Captain confirming that they were indeed stranded 70,000 light years from home, he just wanted to retreat to someplace relatively safe. Unfortunately, he wasn't sure there was such a place anymore. Who knew what lay outside the ship ready to kill them and inside the ship, well Billy didn't totally discount the possibility that one of the Maquis might not think twice about slitting the throat of one of the Starfleet personnel.
Now, Billy had to room with one of the aforementioned Maquis. He didn't like the arrangement at all.
As the door slid closed behind him, Billy found himself standing in darkness. For a brief moment, he thought that he had gotten lucky and had the place to himself for a bit. He soon realized though that he was not alone. One lone light, from what appeared to be a candle, sat near the middle of the small junior officer's quarters. In the flickering light, Billy saw the silhouette of a person. The light glinting off the metal earring that his new roommate wore was the only way he could identify the person.
"Is there a reason you're sitting in the dark?" Billy ventured, staying exactly where he was.
"I'm praying," the silhouette replied.
"You pray?" Billy asked, surprised at the answer. He had just figured the Maquis were all blood thirsty warriors who didn't care about anyone. The idea of one of them have a spiritual life had never even crossed his mind.
"Yes. Though it's kind of hard to do when someone keeps asking questions."
"Sorry," Billy said quickly, still not sure that angering his roommate was a good idea.
Not wanting to disturb the Bajoran further by turning on the lights, Billy made his way carefully through the poorly lit room to a chair. Quietly, he took a seat, not sure what else he could or should do right now. He almost wished he was a religious person himself, as saying a prayer right now after all that had happened seemed somehow appropriate.
"Can you say a prayer for me?" Billy finally got up the nerve to ask. The irony of him possibly being killed in his own quarters after their fight with the Kazon was not lost on him.
"I'm praying that we all make it home," the Bajoran replied quietly.
Though his roommate wasn't looking his direction, Billy nodded in acknowledgment. That sounded like I pretty good prayer to him.