Q led Des into the grotto, the leaves of large gnarly-limbed trees shading them from the moonlight. He stopped abruptly, causing her to almost run into him. "You like it here, don't you?" She nodded, remembering another time he'd asked her that same question. On Earth. Back when they made their deal. "I do. So does Trev. We're happy here." Q nodded solemnly. Des sensed that she was not going to like what he said next. Part of her--the part that had not been at all suprised to see Q, the part that had so vehemently voiced dissent to Santos--was ready to hear. It would give voice to the silent fears she'd suppressed ever since setting foot on this planet and seeing Trev's face light up with joy. There was something amiss here, she knew it, but had managed to avoid the truth of it until now. And even now, she heard herself stalling in a high, nervous voice. "You know, technically speaking, you're breaking the rules of our little agreement," she said, pressing her hands behind her back into the rough bark of a tree. "You're not supposed to interfere, remember?" "I'm not interfering. We're having a conversation." "Tread lightly," she said, "You don't want to void our contract." "No, I don't. But Desdemona, I have to tell you--" "You don't have to tell me anything," she said, "I know why you're here and I know what's going to happen." Q, not usually one to allow interruptions, snapped his jaw shut and gave her a quizzical little look, as if to say, "go on." "Part of it anyway. Somehow we're going to close the circle here, and the Vanguard crew is going to end up crashing on this planet and starting this little colony. Hell, it'll probably happen when they're trying to leave. Trevor and that pretty little ensign whose name he didn't even know beofre this sidetrip will have kids and grandkids and live happily ever after. I, tragically killed--or at least as far as anybody knows--in the crash, will shuffle off this mortal coil and we'll find out which of us won our little wager." "That's your prediction, is it?" "That or a variation." Q seemed to chose his next words very carefully, as if trying to say as much as possible without breaking the terms of a contact they'd made millenia ago. "You're wrong," he said finally. "I cannot tell you what happens, as you know, but I must advise you to be very cautious." Des thought of the cascade point. Thought of those empty spaces. Could she have been wrong in interpretting their meaning? "What are you telling me?" Q smiled, but his eyes were grave. "Ask me no questions, I'll tell you no lies," he said, "Tread lightly yourself, Desdemona, or we may never meet again." Q vanished. Des walked slowly back from the grotto, feeling a sudden chill in the night air. From inside the little house-dwelling she could hear the sounds of Trevor and his adult decendents talking, laughing. For him, there was all the warmth of family and belonging. As much as she hated to take that away from him, she also hated to leave him in it if it wasn't real. Like the fabled Nexus that so many of her kinsman had told her about; a beautiful, wonderful illusion. Which was worse? She pushed open the door and was received by a welcome from all inside. The children had been put to bed, and now all the adults sat in the common room drinking some mild brew and chatting. Trev pulled her into a seat next to him and beamed as he recounted some anticdote just told to him about his children. She smiled and laughed in all the appropriate places, pushing her doubt into the back of her mind. She would not tell him anything tonight; seeing him this animated, this alive, she couldn't deny him at least one more night's indulgence in his pleasant fiction. ***** __________________________________________________ Do You Yahoo!? Tired of spam? Yahoo! Mail has the best spam protection around http://mail.yahoo.com ************************************************************* USS Vanguard: http://ncv80221.netfirms.com/default.htm Vanguard Archives: //www.freelists.org/archives/ncv80221 Gamma Fleet: http://gammafleet.trekplayer.com/ FreeLists: //www.freelists.org *************************************************************